Chapter 321 – 322. Lee Yeon Shows Off Her Dignity.

“You think you’ll tell me?”

“I don’t understand. A general who abandoned you like devoted mates. How can you be so loyal to the end?

The lucky man opened his mouth as if he did not understand.

“What’s wrong with a soldier following the general’s orders?”

Seo-gwang opened his mouth as if he did not understand.

“General Lee Yeon is a man with the strength to deal with all of us alone. But isn’t he just watching soldiers die from afar! But how can he remain loyal to the end! The author is a monster! A monster with no emotions!” “

The lucky man pointed her finger at Yiyeon in the distance and continued.

“As expected, you’re a soldier that can’t be helped.”

Seo-gwang opened her mouth with a mocking smile.

“What!?”

“Soldiers don’t need emotions. Deep in their hearts, they just have to stick to the principle of top-down. I don’t care what the general was thinking when he gave the order. It doesn’t matter if he wants to kill us all. I just follow.”

“You idiot!”

The lucky man vomited.

It was because he was angry at the soldier who was too naive in front of him.

“Therefore.”

Seogwang continued his speech and gripped his spear tightly.

“Come on, kill me!”

And then he started swinging the spear.

Hooked

Unfortunately, his movement had to be stopped before his spear even touched it.
It was because his neck was pierced by a lucky person who recognized his sudden movement.

“Cool”

Seo-gwang, whose throat was pierced, vomited blood.

I felt a lot of pain and a foreign body sensation in my neck.

Seo-gwang looked at the crying Jeok with bloodshot eyes and smiled at his lips.

Like it’s satisfying.

“…You foolish one.”

The fortune teller looked at the light with sad eyes.

It was because I felt sorry for him who shouted loyalty even at the moment of death.

Seo-gwang greeted death with a satisfied smile, as if he knew the fate of such a lucky man.

The lucky man pulled out his sword.

Thud

Then Seogwang’s huge body collapsed to the ground.

Seogwang, who was the commander of the Northern Army and the third in command, met his death like that.

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“Hmm”

Lee Yeon watched the war situation.

‘One hundred and twenty-nine cavalrymen, seventy horses’

At first glance, it seemed like a quick glance, but in his head, even the number of fallen soldiers and horses was accurately calculated.

How long has it been like that

Soon, Lee Yeon began to move slowly.

Jerk jerk jerk

Enough of his forces were lost.

All that was left was to move the body.

“Order a retreat. I’ll step out myself.”

Lee Yeon looked at the manager next to him and opened her mouth.

“Insect!”

Hearing Lee Yeon’s command, the manager lowered his head slightly and answered him with a fist.

Then he quickly turned around and looked ahead.

“Retreat!”

The manager’s voice, full of history, began to resonate.

“Retreat!”

And as his voice resounded, the other soldiers also started shouting after him.

Not long after, their voices began to reach the cavalry, who were fighting for a long time.

“Retreat!”

The cavalrymen who were fighting also raised their voices and shouted.

“Retreat!”

The troopers gave a shout, then twisted the reins and ran to the rear.

Doo doo doo doo

There were no exceptions.

Everyone moved

The cavalrymen who were pressuring the students of Qingseong, who were responding in square formations, moved while leaving them alone, and the cavalrymen who were just trying to pierce the heart of Cheongseong also moved.

The manager, who was engaged in a close battle with Cheongsong and had a great game, also moved, and those who had been hacked all over by the lucky man turned their horses and moved.

Doo doo doo doo

Soon, numerous cavalrymen began to break away from the front.

‘What?’

And the disciples of Qingseong who saw this made a puzzled expression.

It was because I couldn’t understand their behavior of suddenly leaving the front line.

The current frontline situation was unfavorable for Qing.

At first, it was possible to equalize with them based on overwhelming martial arts and pincers, but as time passed, they were at a disadvantage due to mobility and numerical inferiority.

Perhaps if more time had passed, the deaths might have come out one by one.

However, in such a situation, he suddenly retreated.

Their behavior was incomprehensible.

‘Huh’

The lucky man sighed inwardly and looked at the retreating cavalry.

Their sudden retreat did not make sense to the lucky ones as well.

Although he said he was holding out as much as possible, it was an infinitely unfavorable battle situation due to his inferiority in numbers and depletion of his internal strength.

Ordering a retreat in such a situation made no sense.

‘What the hell are you up to? General Lee Yeon.’

The fortune teller looked ahead with anxious eyes.

Jerk jerk jerk

And soon he could see.

The figure of Lee Yeon walking among the retreating cavalry.

His gait was very hard and clumsy.

Jerk jerk jerk

As if a solid boulder were walking, each step carried an immense sense of weight.

Gulp

The lucky man who saw that scene swallowed his saliva.

It was because he knew that he was strong, but he never imagined that he would show a sense of weight that would overwhelm him with just his gait.

‘This is stronger than Jang Dae-hyeop.’

And I could tell.

The fact that his level has reached a higher level than Jang Seon-woo, who is said to be the strongest in the search team.

Jerk jerk jerk

How long have you walked

Pop

Soon, Yiyeon’s gait completely stopped.

The place where he stopped was about ten miles away from the fortune teller.

“You’re strong. The disciples of Qingseong”

Yiyeon, who stopped walking, quietly recited in a calm voice.

Even though he was only chanting, his voice was clearly transmitted to the disciples of Cheongseong, which were ten chapters away.

Creepy

Hearing his voice echoing in their heads, Qingcheng’s disciples felt terrified,

Usually, if you shout with internal strength, you can transmit the sound to the opponent at a distance.

It was because the voice could be amplified as much as possible through history.

But being able to hear his words clearly in my head even though he was only chanting was a completely different matter.

It is not the voice that conveys the message, but the meaning.

Huiguangxin Language

The legendary technique of conveying meaning rather than words was manifested from his mouth.

How could it not be creepy

“I think I looked at you pretty funny.”

Yiyeon opened his mouth as he looked at the disciples of Cheongseong.

“I can’t believe there were no casualties while more than Samhal’s troops were dying.”

Lee Yeon opened her mouth in admiration.

“Especially lucky ones.”

Yiyeon looked at the lucky man and opened his mouth.

“Your sword is very beautiful.”

“…Thank you.”

To his praise, the fortune teller replied with a calm expression.

Normally, she would have been honorably accepting his praise, which reached a level far above her, but the situation was different now.

Praise didn’t sound like a compliment because he didn’t know when he would die.

“Can you guess the name of the sword you used to kill Seogwang?”

“This is the Blue Cloud Red River Sword.”

“Excellent. It literally captures the blue sky.”

Yiyeon opened her mouth while looking at the lucky person with a lofty gaze.

“I don’t know what to do with the compliment.”

“It’s a pity. You’ll never see that beautiful sword again.”

Hearing the words of such a lucky man, Yiyeon looked at him with indifferent eyes and opened her mouth.

Creepy

Hearing Yiyeon’s words, the lucky man felt chills run down his spine.

For an instant, the illusion of being split in two passed by.

“I’m really sorry, so I want to give you another chance.”

Yiyeon opened her mouth as she looked at the fortune teller with indifferent eyes.

“Are there any regrets?”

“There is not.”

“Even if you face me?”

“If I would regret it, I wouldn’t have stayed in the first place.”

The fortune teller spoke in a calm tone.

“It’s amazing. To keep your mind unmoved in front of me.”

Looking at such a lucky man, Lee Yeon continued to speak as if admiring it.

“Disciples of Cheongseong. Are your intentions the same as those of the lucky ones?”

“”No regrets!””

Upon hearing Lee Yeon’s words, the disciples of Cheongseong responded in unison.

“It’s great. If a man builds a foundation, he’ll see the end.”

Yiyeon nodded her head as if she was satisfied.

“If you guys had come under me, you would have made great soldiers.”

Yiyeon slowly extended her hand to his side and continued his words.

“If you are to be reborn next time, make sure to join the Northern Army.”

“”Even if we are born again, we will still be disciples of Qingseong!”

At Lee Yeon’s words, the disciples of Cheongseong raised their voices again and answered at the same time.

“I really like the fact that you don’t bend.”

Yiyeon stretched out his hand all the way, and spread his palm as it was.

Love love liquid

Then, a spear that fell on the floor flew straight and stayed in his hand.

‘Void Substance 虛空攝物!’

The disciples who saw it swallowed their saliva.

It was because I thought that Lee Yeon would show martial arts in earnest.

Love love liquid

At that time, the sound of cutting the wind was heard again, and a spear flew toward Lee Yeon again.

The spear that reached Lee Yeon soon began to float on his shoulder.

That wasn’t the end.

Love love liquid

Love love liquid

The spears of those who died during the struggle rose in the air all at once and flew towards Lee Yeon, and soon began to float all around him.

Love love liquid

Love love liquid

How long has it been like that

Soon, all the spears that had fallen on the floor flew to Yiyeon, and he made them float in the air all at once.

“I’ll ask you again.”

Lee Yeon, who launched hundreds of spears into the air, looked at the disciples of Cheongseong in a calm tone and opened her mouth.

“Do you really have no regrets?”

A cold smile formed on his lips.

And the disciples of Qingseong who saw the scene made a face of despair.

Because the unbelievable happened.

What the heck is this

How could hundreds of spears be floating in the air all at once?

What do you mean by calling something like that?

Void submerged? Neunggongsubmul(凌空攝物)? Lee Gi-geo-chang(以氣馭槍)?

I don’t know.

No, I didn’t think I could even do justice.

Its movement was too free to be called a void-substance or a neung-gongsubmul.

It has a strong feeling of handling freely rather than simply attracting and ending.

If so, is that a type of Iggyeochang?

It didn’t seem like that either.

It was too large to be regarded as just a type of qieochang.

Not one, but hundreds of spears were aiming at them while floating in the air.

Who would see something like that and call it Lee Gi-Geo-Chang?

It was above that.

That technology was a technology that was located in a far higher place than Lee Gi-geo-chang.

One by one, despair began to appear on the faces of the disciples of Cheongseong.

It was because I felt as if I was facing an irresistible Mother Nature.

Even at first glance, each spear seemed to contain tremendous energy.

It was to the point where I couldn’t even guarantee that I would be able to block it even if it was only one sack.

However, hundreds of spears containing such tremendous energy were aimed at them.

How can you not feel despair?

Clap clap clap

Their teeth chatted incessantly, making a noise.

Less less less less

My whole body trembled as if a chill had come.

Soon, despair and fear began to erode in their hearts.

“Disciples of Qingseong!”

At that time, the fortune teller shouted loudly and called the disciples.

“Don’t be afraid! You guys have me and hearing!”

After shouting, the fortune teller raised a navy blue flag and continued.

“Come to me! We will endure together!”

The fortune teller glared at Lee Yeon with determined eyes and continued.

In fact, he was afraid too.

Yiyeon, who radiates fear like a natural disaster that cannot be resisted.

But I couldn’t just sit there in despair.

If you give up in despair here, the disciples will not be able to endure it either.

“”Yep!””

Whether or not he knew the heart of such a fortune-teller, the disciples of Cheongseong began to gather as soon as his cry ended.

There was still fear and hopelessness in their eyes, but the color had faded a little.

In an instant, the disciples who gathered at the fortune-teller formed a square around him and aimed their swords at Lee Yeon.

“Enough. Your answer is”

Seeing this, Yiyeon sighed again.

“Now die.”

After finishing his words, Yiyeon threw the spear he was holding.

And along with the thrown spear, hundreds of spears floating in the air began pouring down toward them all at once.