Chapter 492 – 492

The SS became a sea of ​​tears and cried, saying they couldn’t abandon me, but I firmly told them to get out.

Honestly, I can be revived with the salvation skill.

Once you die…, I had my own perfect survival plan to come back to life, disguise myself as an enemy soldier or farmer, hide, and escape to the Korean Peninsula.

But I don’t think the SS can do that like me…, Above all, it would be such a shame for the entire SS to die here.

Just training the Imperial Guard, which was made up of only the best in the empire, would take quite a bit of time, and the skills and military traditions the Guard had built up were a waste.

The loyalty that the SS has towards me, the pride of being in the SS, the ability to flatter to please my heart and pleasure, the level of attention to the style of the girl I like, all kinds of combat know-how, and knowing what I mean by looking at my eyes and chin, and knowing what I mean, setting arson, raping, and plundering. Things you do, etc… Because it wasn’t something that accumulated overnight.

“Father! “Enemies are coming here!”

“… Tsk. You don’t even give me time to say goodbye properly. Kids, run away quickly. I will take my time. Quickly!”

“… Father! Ugh…”

Even though I had to beat up the crying SS captain and hold him by the leg of my pants until the end, I sent him on the Ochuma and ran away.

Some passionate SS members were crying wildly and saying that they would stay until the end, so he knocked them out by hitting them on the back of the neck and left them to their fellow SS members and told them to run away as quickly as possible.

‘I hope you escape safely…’

I poured mana into my sword to create sword energy and shouted to the enemy troops who were surrounding and charging this place.

“I am Park Seung-ho, the emperor of the Holy Korean Empire!!! The Son of God you have been looking for is here!!! The leader of the enemies you must deal with, the emperor of the Holy Great Korean Empire, is here!!! Everyone, come at me-!!!!!”

I filled my throat with mana and shouted loudly at the large army of enemies, and my voice rang out in all directions.

I could almost feel the shock wave adding to the air and making it rumble.

Maybe that’s why I felt the eyes of the enemy’s 300,000-strong army all turned towards me.

When I received the hostile gaze of 300,000 people, even I got goosebumps all over my body.

‘Oh…, Did I mention it for no reason… ? Hmm…, You said it for no reason. Even now, I am sorry. I lost my mind for a moment. Go after the SS soldiers who were chasing you. Even if I say that…, Won’t you save me?’

“There it is! It’s him! If you kill that guy, you will have money to live on for the rest of your life!”

“The emperor of Great Joseon said that if he captured the author alive, he would give him a princess to be his sire and crown him king!”

“Kill! Kill it! If you kill that person, you can live happily ever after! “You can fix your nasolabial fold!!”

“That guy’s neck is mine!!”

“””Wow—!!!!!”””

‘Wow, Mr. There are so many. It looks like it’s swarming with cockroaches.’

Seeing the neighboring hills and the hills next to them all covered with people running towards me gave me goosebumps.

It seems like the horizon is filled with people.

‘The sound of everyone running together makes a rumbling sound from the ground…’

The earth rumbles with the shouts and footsteps of the enemies.

Is this the majesty of 300,000 troops?

It’s okay to be scared of Ochuma and not go forward.

“You bastards, do you think you can even touch a hair on my head?! You will all die here!!”

I stood quietly at the highest point of the hill where I was and waited for the enemy soldiers.

It was to stand still and prevent enemies from approaching to take a little more time.

In fact, it seemed to have some effect. Just by looking at it, the head of the enemy country was standing there looking so cool that I couldn’t approach him hastily.

However, there is a time limit to my actions. In the end, I ran into enemy soldiers who had rushed to where I was.

I effortlessly avoided several spear blades aimed at my neck and torso at the same time, as if performing a trick.

‘I cut down all those within the range of my sword at once.’

He swung the blade with its blue sword energy in all directions, causing a lotus flower made of red blood to bloom.

Blood splattered, flesh was split, and bones were cut.

When I swung a sword filled with sword energy, it was enough to take the lives of 3 to 5 enemies close to me at the same time, so there were many times when my enemies felt afraid of dealing with me and hesitated or ran away.

It was unfortunate that it did not lead to the collapse of the enemy’s formation, as the enemy’s solo officers and unit broke up the formation and immediately killed the fleeing soldiers.

I had no problem dealing with these soldiers using the Samjae Sword Technique, the only sword technique I had mastered to level 12.

His weapon skills were also level 70, so he had the proficiency level of someone who ate only food and only swung a sword for 700 years, so the correction was enormous.

However, the fact that there were too many enemies was a very unfavorable situation for me.

“He’s getting tired! Spread the net! Spread the net and attack them with long spears and arrows from afar!”

“Project a net made especially of bronze! Slow down his movements!”

“It’s a net! Net! We have to make him more tired!!”

“Shoot poison arrows and use poisonous needles! Use all weapons!”

“Throw the filth bullets too! Use everything that might bother him!

“You cowardly bastards! Using a net or something?! What? Poison arrows and stings? These bastards… ! And you fucking bastards, it’s not filth bullets. Are you North Korea, you bastards? Ah, the fucking smell!”

The little bastards seemed to be getting tired of me, so they delayed sending in troops a little and started using special nets that seemed to be made of thick thread and plated bronze, and poison arrows and stingers.

I dodged all the poisonous arrows and stings without getting hit or struck them all down with my sword.

‘I understand poison arrows and stings. But it’s not fucking filth bombs, these bastards…’

The Joseon army threw something like a wooden gourd filled with feces and urine at me.

It didn’t hit anything, but even if the filth bomb doesn’t hit me, it explodes when it touches the ground, polluting the surroundings and starting to attack with a disgusting smell.

“That guy hates filth bombs the most! Bring more filth bullets! Throw with all your might!!”

“No, these bastards…” ? Hey, don’t throw it! I actually like omultan! Hey you bastards!! Don’t throw it… !!!”

“If you like it, I’ll throw you some more! Haha!”

“””Khahahaha!!!”””

“Throw as much as you like at the enemy emperor who likes filth bullets!! Haha!”

“You fucking bastards?! How dare you laugh at me? You guys are really behind. I looked at the faces of those throwing dirty bombs. You guys die first. You bastards!”

I fought back by cutting the bronze net with my sword, but the problem was that as the use of my sword increased, the rate at which I became tired increased.

‘Oh, fuck. If I keep going like this, I’m really going to die. Let’s fight while running away. Fighting in one place just to get your form is foolish. And it’s dirtier than anything else. It stinks!’

I realized that there was no need to fight in one area, so I ran around as much as possible, killing them and reducing their numbers.

As I moved from position to fight, the enemies also began to refrain from throwing gunfire.

Nothing works for me, and I think it’s because every time I move, there are many cases where enemy soldiers and officers have to stand in the spot where the bomb exploded as they chase me.

‘Of course, those bastards should suffer as well.’

Yeokjisaji is a law that applies even on the battlefield.

‘I think I fucking killed him. It’s not noticeable, Cheval.’

The number of enemies should be reasonably large…, I think it’s 300,000, so even if you kill and kill, it won’t be noticeable.

“Die! “You devil!!”

“Kill the apostle of evil!!!”

“Seed of the evil spirit! “I will kill you and I will die too!!”

“Throw the sacred filth bomb again!!”

“These bastards… ! Why am I the seed of an evil god?! Fuck, kill them all! And you fucking bastards! Don’t throw filth bullets… !!! Even though it’s a war zone, don’t you have the slightest conscience?! It’s dirty and smelly, what kind of sacred filth is this damn thing!!”

As time passed, my stamina and mana began to deplete.

Now, when I deal with ordinary thugs, I don’t use sword techniques and just kill them with sword skills.

Occasionally, sword skills were used only when killing generals or assault commanders with thick armor.

‘Because I don’t use the sword, the blade is getting duller.’

Even when dealing with ordinary soldiers, the blade was gradually becoming dull.

And there were many times when the blade would not fit against an opponent with thick bronze armor, so it was necessary to use sword techniques.

… I definitely had the advantage at first. I controlled the atmosphere of the battle.

I killed about 20 of my enemies while they used all kinds of methods and cruel tactics to barely leave one shallow scratch on my armor.

I killed and killed enemies again and again at an overwhelming cost, and while my armor became more and more tattered, the number of enemies did not seem to have decreased much.

‘Bodies are piling up like a mountain…, There is no sign of the number of enemies decreasing.’

7,000 enemies? 8000 people? Did you try to kill him?

There were twice as many people who ran away after seeing my skills.

Still, the enemy had a large army of 300,000 to begin with.

The number of people I killed is not noticeable.

I’ve reached my limit now, my fingertips are shaking, and I’m completely out of breath.

‘But since my weapon skill is level 70, I think I can endure this much… If it had been before that, I would have already been this exhausted after killing about 5,000 people…’

“Huh, huh…, It’s really fucking hard…”