Chapter 370 – Chapter 74 (5)
Kwajijik!
“Keah haaaaagh!”
The master of the Demonic Cult, pierced by the intense lightning, collapsed coughing up blood.
“Damn it! Thunder Emperor is out! Retreat!”
The Demonic Cultists, who were terrifyingly driven, started retreating in fright at the sound like lightning that everyone could hear.
“These bastards!”
“Do you dare to think you can run away!”
“Kuuk!”
However, in a state of entanglement, the retreat was suddenly decided, so the Demonic Cultists suffered great damage.
“Thunderbolt! Brainbolt! Brainbolt!”
When he had such a victory on the battlefield, everyone, regardless of whether he was in love or not, began to cheer as if he were praising a young man.
There, in the past, Zhuge Jin, who used the nickname of Thunderbolt, but now has come to be called the Thunderbolt, lightly raised his hand and answered the cheers.
‘This is it. This is exactly what I wanted.’
Everyone shouts his name, and many celebrities do not hesitate to count him as one of the greatest heroes of Moorim.
Creepy- creepy-
Although the situation has gotten worse than expected, for that reason, he is called a hero and is praised.
Every time people cheered for him, Zhuge Jin felt a pleasant thrill and a smile was naturally drawn on his lips.
And next to him was a woman with a sense of loftiness.
“Thunder Emperor and Seven Dragons Sword. It’s truly the strongest combination.”
“Two people with the talent and ability to be called the best in the world have joined, so who can stop it?”
The warriors who were collecting the corpses while arranging the weapons left behind by the Demonic Cultists were silently admiring the sight of Jegaljin and Dokgo Yakran together.
“Hey, gather the corpses quickly!”
“Except the demonic cult bastards!”
The warriors roughly piled up the corpses of the Demonic Cultists, poured oil on them, and set fire to the corpses.
Up to this point, it seems to be a countermeasure against the epidemic, but in fact, the bodies of the political faction and Sapa people will be collected and cremated together with a joint funeral.
The reason for this makeup is that it is known that Pacheonhoe uses the corpses of masters to make them into Jiangshi.
It is sad not to be able to bury the corpse, but it was the current situation in Moorim that cremation had to be chosen because it was better than returning after being turned into Jiangshi by the enemy.
“How long do we have to go together like this?”
At that time, Dokgo Yakran, who had been praised by everyone for leading the battlefield victory, opened his mouth to Zhuge Jin.
She didn’t seem to like the fact that she had to stick together like this with Zhuge Jin.
“I didn’t tell you. The man who tried to assassinate you is hiding to try to break us down individually. If we scatter in this situation, we will be taken as the enemy intends.”
Jegal-jin spoke politely, reminding them once again that Pacheonhoe’s Huiju, Go Chun-yu, was targeting them.
Then he smiled at her and opened her mouth again towards her.
“And you’re her fiancée, aren’t you talking too hard?”
“…”
In the Dokgo family, the power of Zhuge Jin and the power of the Heavenly Council were greatly appreciated and recognized as a companion.
As a result, Dokgo Yakran and Jegaljin got engaged, and they even promised to hold a big wedding once the war was over.
‘For this man… I don’t feel any pounding…’
However, Dokgo Yakran was dissatisfied with the family’s decision for the second time.
The first complaint is that the family played a cowardly way in the fight between himself and Jincheon.
The power he possesses is, in the end, the power gained thanks to the strength and competence of his family.
So she decided to follow the family’s decision, but she didn’t want to be engaged to a loveless engagement.
Especially since she didn’t feel any pounding from Zhuge Jin, who was much stronger than before.
‘Jincheon…’
She thought of Jincheon, who made her feel her heart beat for the first time.
Unlike the leaders of the Northern Heavenly Palace, who suffered some damage but succeeded in escaping and joining the allied forces, the Poongwoonsinryong party could not find a trace.
Everyone judged that Poongwoon Shinryong and his party were dead, but Dokgo Yakran, who understood how strong he was and how vicious he was while sharing fists, was able to intuit that he was definitely alive somewhere.
Dokgo Yakran, who dreamed of a reunion with Jincheon, who had made him feel his heart beat, headed to the next battlefield with Zhuge Jin, who said sweet things to buy his favor.
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Multiple- multiple-
There was a unique group that attracted the attention of people moving along the main road connecting cities to cities.
There is nothing unusual about a luxurious double-headed carriage and its escort warriors moving together.
However, if the escort warriors were all beautiful women, the story would be different.
In addition, if even the coachman is a beauty, especially.
“Tsk tsk tsk. I don’t know which house has a lot of money, but they’re talking about money.”
“That’s what I mean. An escort warrior made up entirely of women. If I meet a thief, I want to know what to do.”
All the different kinds of people heading to different cities for different reasons clicked their tongues, thinking that one or the other would get into trouble.
It may look nice, but what really saves you in this harsh world is skilled swordsmen.
“Isn’t it true that Moorim is noisy these days, and thieves are rampaging?”
“Even though the information is slow, it seems to be very slow.”
“Okay. What does it have to do with us? You’ll have to taste the bitterness to find out what’s wrong.”
“I don’t know who rode it, but there must be someone who hasn’t been through a bit of hardship.”
People ignored it, thinking that they would recognize the reality only after they got into trouble.
Fuck!
“100 million!?”
“Huh? Why are you doing that all of a sudden?”
“Oh, no…Something must have hit me in the head…”
At that time, a certain peddler who had been talking particularly harshly towards them staggered forward and looked down while touching the back of his aching head.
But there was not a single stone at his feet.
If someone threw a stone, there should be a trace left, but there is no such trace.
“Nothing. Let’s go quickly. We have to get to the next town before it gets dark.”
“Huh. Something must have hit me…”
Looking at the lump, it was clear that something had hit him.
However, there is no trace of stones or words being thrown.
I heard at first glance that this happens when the so-called masters among the Murim people blow a long wind…
‘It can’t be.’
The Murim people around here were female warriors escorting carriages.
The peddler, who thought that such women could not be masters who could use a long distance, hurried on their way, putting aside their doubts.
“Tsk. Who dares to…”
Seon Ga-ryeong secretly blew a paper wind at the peddler who had insulted them and hit her so hard that a lump formed on the back of his head, while softly kicking her tongue.
“Don’t worry. Responding to such things one by one will only waste your energy.”
“I don’t care if you insult us. But I can’t stand insulting the West.”
Seo Yu-ran, who was escorting the wagon by her side, told Seon Ga-ryeong not to pay attention to each one, but Seon Ga-ryeong, who had deepened his affection for not leaving Jincheon, who had lost his inner strength, could not be so easily ignored.
The wagon was purchased by Jincheon and his party, who visited the city where the battlefield was located. In the wagon, Jincheon, Heuk Jinye, Cheon Hyeun, and Lim Hayeon each rode with their children.
The money he earned while working in the Northern Heavenly Palace and the money he collected through smuggling were put on the battlefield, so he bought a top-notch horse with strong strength and durability and a top-notch wagon with little shaking.
Other provisions, camp equipment, medicines, supplies, etc. Were neatly arranged and tied to ropes on the roof and behind the wagon.
After descending from the abandoned house, the Jincheon group first moved along the traces of many people, and thanks to this, they found a city with a battlefield.
There, they were greatly surprised to learn that they had been chased by Pacheonhoe, from Honam to Gangseo.
Anyway, the women of Jincheon, who had regained their composure while looking for money, suggested that they spend a day relaxing in an expensive room for Jincheon, but Jincheon rejected the offer, saying that they should go to Hebei as soon as possible.
“It’s getting dark.”
“Let’s try to find a campsite nearby.”
After confirming that the sun was turning from orange to dark, Yehwa Heuk, the coachman, opened her mouth, and Yuran Seo quickly spread light air and began looking for a place to camp.
She stepped on light air with all her might, so she quickly found a place that could be used as a campsite and led her there.
Skillfully unfolding their camping tools, they built a tent for Jincheon and her children to rest in.
If everyone spreads out the tent to sleep, it will become too much and the burden on the horses will increase, so only two tents were prepared for Jincheon and her children.
With the tent and the bonfire lit, the surroundings were already dark.
“Whoa…”
Afterwards, Jincheon came out of the tent and came out of the carriage using the cane Hong Seol-rin had made for her.
“Turn it off~~!”
Wooddeuk- Woodeuk-
Since she had to sit for a long time, Jincheon moved around, loosening her stiff body to the extent that her stomach didn’t hurt.
“Jincheon. I’ll change the bandage.”
Just then, Yehwa Black, who allowed her horses to rest and gave them fodder mixed with beans, came over to change Jincheon’s bandages.
“Hmm.”
Jincheon took off her top while accepting her favor.
Black Yehwa brought a clean bandage and trauma medicine, and unwound the bandage from Jincheon’s body.
She was seriously injured, but thanks to the effects of Jincheon’s medicine, she could feel her blood crusting and slowly healing.
After gently wiping her wounds with a cloth dampened with water, Yehwa Heuk, who began to apply her medicine, carefully touched her wounds.
“Kuu… Write it…!”
“Be patient. Just apply this here… And it’s done.”
Heuk Ye-hwa, who applied the medicine to her, moved to Jin-cheon’s back and began to bandage her cleanly.
“An example.”
“Say.”
As she was wrapping her bandage so that it would properly compress her wound, Jincheon opened her mouth to her.
“If I go back to the Miao people with her sister, I can live with the people of her hometown. Besides, she’s my sister, and she’s able to control the celestial aura, so she has no reason to be persecuted. But why does she follow me? Have you decided to come?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“It’s touching that everyone left behind, but some of them didn’t quite understand why. If you follow me, you’ll only suffer, and in the worst case, you’ll die.”
Even though Jincheon was forcibly raped, she questioned Heuk Yehwa, the most incomprehensible of the women who remained for him.
As long as she goes back to her hometown with her sister, she will not have to do the hard and dangerous job of being a golden chung, and she can spend her life comfortably and happily with the people of her hometown.
“Ha…”
Black Yehwa let out a sigh as if she was dumbfounded, and she nervously tightened the bandage she was wrapping.
“Whew!?”
“She pretends to be smart, but why can’t her brain work in this situation?”
“What does that mean…”
“For a moment.”
The moment Jincheon was about to ask the question again, Heuk Jinye suddenly lifted her arm and sent her a hand signal, and she quickly finished by fixing her bandage.
Then she took out her raincoat from her waistband, and the other women also took out their weapons and began to be wary of their surroundings.
Hwareuk- Hwareuk- Hwareuk-
Rumble—
At the same time, in the dark, someone simultaneously lit a torch and surrounded Jincheon’s party.
‘Enemy. Are they the Pacheonhoe by any chance?’
Jincheon, who also lost the ability to read the opponent’s inner strength while losing her Danjeon, quickly rolled her eyes to check her surroundings, as the identity of the enemy was unknown.