Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 19. Hwang Yo-myeong, a poisonous

simulacrum, asked back, as if confirming that he would be busy running away.

“ah! You just need to retell the boss, right?”

“If only the patriarch can be brought forward, the fight is as good as over.”

At the end of those words, Gumilbokgum Shim Yang-gak shut his mouth tightly like a clam.

Chaeju Poongyeoncho smiled awkwardly and said.

“Did you all hear? nothing to be afraid of When they come, close the door to climb alive and hang on. The aftermath…”

Stopped talking, Poongyeoncho secretly turned her gaze to Yeonjeokha.

Yeonjeokha nodded.

“Youn brother will solve it! We win!”

“Wow!”

The shouts of the bandits echoed across Obong Mountain.

***

After the meeting, the bandits dispersed in twos and threes.

Hwang Yo-myeong, Yeom Sa-ung, and Cheon Il-bo, who were the Gumil Bok-geom Simyanggak Muyeongsintu and Baekgyo poison pericardium, went into the same motel. The atmosphere was subtle, perhaps because they were broken by Yeon Jeok-ha.

As soon as he entered the room, Hwang Yo-myeong lowered his voice as much as he could.

“Shim hyung-nim, are you really okay like this?”

“what?”

“The South Seas. They say they are 89 years old, but is it okay to stay like this…”

“What if it’s not okay? Are you trying to run away?”

“…”

Hwang Yo-myeong stared at Shenyang Pavilion as if trying to check the truth.

Baek Gyo, who had lost her front tooth from being beaten by Yeon Jeok Ha about a month ago, interrupted with a leaky pronunciation.

“Shim hyung’s words are true. The number of enemies is large, but there is nothing to worry about. If you don’t feel like it, then you can go and run away. Other than the patriarch, there are no guys who will follow our steps, so what are you worried about?”

“I guess so.”

Only then did Hwang Yo-myeong’s face turn red as if she was relieved.

The minions Yeom Sa-ung and Cheon Il-bo also nodded as if they were confident in running.

Shen Yang-gak turned his gaze and looked at Baek-gyo.

His nose had collapsed and his front teeth had been knocked out, and his face was in a state of disrepair.

“Baek hyung, are you planning on stepping down like this?”

“ha! There is no other way.”

“It’s not like there’s no way…”

Shen Yang-gak blurted out his words with an ambiguous face.

“Can you?”

At Baek Kyo’s question, Shim Yang-gak’s eyes turned to Yeom Sa-woong and Cheon Il-bo.

“Being strong doesn’t just mean being superior in martial arts. How are you? Are you planning to take a guy with no blood on his head as your older brother?”

Yeom Sa-ung and Cheon Il-bo shook their heads.

“no. I have only two older brothers.”

“So do i.”

Perhaps because of the commonality of being broken by Yeon Jeok-ha, the five formed a sense of solidarity.

After hearing the definite answer, Shim Yang-gak took out a finely folded piece of paper from his bosom and threw it in front of Yeom Sa-woong and Cheon Il-bo.

“What is this?”

Shen Yang-gak answered Yeom Sa-ung’s question with a nonchalant face.

“San Gong Bun.”

Yeom Sa-ung and Chun Il-bo blinked their eyes.

Sangongbun is a powder that dissipates energy even with a small amount, and is a treasured item of Sapa masters. But why does something like that come out here?

“…?”

“Hehe. When used at the right time, it is more effective than intangible poison. Feed the youngster before the fight with Muryang Lee begins. If he thinks of Yang Pae with Moo-Ryang Lee (both sides get nothing and only suffer losses), we will go into the matter.”

“Ah…”

Yeom Sa-woong and Cheon Il-bo diligently rolled their eyes but did not pick up the paper. It was because he was somewhat reluctant to use his hand against a younger enemy.

He was young, but once the tap turned, he did not discriminate between men and women of all ages. The face of Nomadu Baekkyo, who was brutally smashed, is proof of that. It was not an easy task to pick up a mountain attack with living evidence in front of us.

Yeom Sa-woong and Cheon Il-bo glanced at each other.

It was like two mice putting bells around the cat’s neck. One of the two has to do the job, but no one wants to do it.

Baek-gyo, who was watching the two fight, pushed the paper with his toe.

When the paper came to him, Yeom Sa-ung’s dry saliva gulped down his throat.

“My me?”

“Last time, didn’t that guy do it first? So this time, you should be fair.”

Yeom Sa-ung did not dare to disobey and picked up the paper.

If I had known this would happen, I would have gotten hit a month ago, but I regret it.

***

It was around dusk that the warriors from the Upper South Sea arrived at Haga Village. The warriors had to stay overnight at the Toji God Shrine at the entrance of Haga Village. This is because there is no house in Haga Village that can accommodate more than 80 people.

The patriarch and two patriarchs took their places inside the tomb of the land god, the rest inside the fence.

It was said to be the end of March, but it was still chilly at night, so the two lords had to light a fire inside the Toji God Shrine.

As the flames rose, the three of them took out jerky from the backpack they were carrying and ate it.

So Gunpyeong, Daeju of Gyeongcheondae, who was murmuring with beef jerky in his mouth, glanced at King Ingeol, Daeju of Poongwoondae.

“A young thief who is good at using a sword.”

“yes?”

The two, in their early 40s, treated each other with respect.

Wang In-geol is from Cheongun-gwan and So Jun-pyeong is from Hong-bang, so they keep their distance from each other. Cheongun-gwan and Hong-bang were fighting invisible to monopolize the escort of the upper Namyang.

“Isn’t that a bit strange?”

“What?”

“The fact that its name goes up and down as often as Gumilbokgeom or Muyeongshintu. Have you ever seen the young thief, too?”

“no.”

A bitter smile appeared on the king’s face. Surprised by the arrow attack, he voluntarily paid the toll. Of course, there was no time to mix hands with a young rogue who has recently emerged.

“Is it true that Dae-ju Kang, a sword fighter, was killed?”

“well. If that’s true, there must be a reason that others don’t know about.”

It is an open secret that ‘Kang Moo-deok, the island warrior of Daeju of the Baekrangdae of Mansu Sangbang, was defeated by a young bandit’. Of course, few people believe the rumors at face value.

So Gunpyeong, who nodded, turned his gaze to Gyeongcheon Swordsman Lee Moo-ryang.

“What do you think, Patriarch?”

“What do you mean?”

Yi Moo-ryang put the beef jerky in his mouth and met Su Jun-pyeong’s eyes.

“A young thief who can use a sword well in Obong Sanchae. Will it really be as great as the rumors?”

“When I was training at the Volcano Wave, there is a saying I heard that made my ears crust. Tangma annihilation.”

“…”

Wang In-geol and Xiao Jun-pyeong were speechless for a moment.

Certainly, the Patriarch had different thoughts, befitting a secular disciple of the Volcano faction.

“Our goal is to destroy the thieves of Mount Obong. What is the meaning of being old and young when dealing with enemies? If the enemy stands in front of us with a sword, it is enough to cut.”

Su Junping felt that his question was fleeting and changed the topic.

“By the way, Obong Mountain is right in front of you, so how do you plan to arrange the warriors?”

“It must have been difficult to maintain formation because the terrain was narrow. Let’s all go together, but let Poongwoondae take the left side and Gyeongcheondae take the right side. I will guard the center with the warriors of the General Corps.”

“What do you think the masters of Cheongwoon Hall are going to do?”

“I told them to stay in the center as much as possible. It won’t help much, though.”

Patriarch Lee Moo-ryang also believed that just like the ark, only the warriors from the South Sea would suffice.

The king nodded and asked.

“I heard from Haga Village that there are over thirty thieves. I am a little worried that the number seems to be higher than expected.”

“There are many, but most of them are slash-and-burn farmers. How many people have learned internal and external skills like Gumilbokgeom or Muyeongshintu? If we rush in and fire a few arrows, they will be surprised and busy running away.”

“indeed!”

“I guess so.”

At the words of Moo-Ryang Lee, who had a lot of experience in subjugating bandits, the two Daeju shook their heads.

***

Finally, the day of the decisive battle has dawned.

Lee Moo-ryang, the patriarch of Namyang Sangbang, headed for Obongsan Mountain with 70 samurai from the upper district and 11 warriors from Cheongun-gwan, a total of 81 people.

But did it rise halfway through?

The road in front of the sanchae was blocked by dozens of logs, so I couldn’t go any further.

Soon after, the heads of the bandits rose above the densely piled logs.

“Where are the dogs from above climbing up here!”

“You bastards! I can’t turn it off!”

“From now on, the upper reaches of Namyang will never pass Obongsan Mountain!”

“Does the greening look good?”

At a position about 10 feet (about 30 meters) away, the patriarch Immu-ryang waved his hand.

As if they had waited, dozens of archers stepped forward.

Shh shh shh!

As the archers fired their arrows, the heads of the bandits slumped.

Still, the archers fired their bows without a break.

When the archers ran out of arrows in their bows, Lee Mu-ryang shouted.

“Immediately over the log wall! Leading the Windward! Gyeongcheondae follow him!”

“yes!”

Poongwoondae Daeju Wang In-geol led about 20 men and ran uphill. Twenty or so masters of Gyeongcheondae followed closely behind him.

Then two or three arrows flew from inside the log. However, since it was not aiming and shooting, no one had yet been hit by a blind arrow.

The wind vane reached the log wall and climbed quickly.

The first person to reach the top was Daeju Wang, who climbed the tree.

However, Wang In-geol jumped back as soon as he got up.

Three poles (weapons with auxiliary blades in addition to the main blade of the spear) grazed under the feet of the king.

After turning over several times in the air, Wang Yin-geol fell to the ground.

After that, the warriors of Poongwoondae climbed onto the log. However, it is impossible for ordinary warriors to handle a long weapon that even the great owner, the king, could not endure.

The warriors of Poongwoondae were pushed back by the extreme offensive.

As more and more people were stabbed and injured, Mooryang Lee forced the warriors to retreat.

Angered Wang Yin-geol stood in front of the log wall and shouted.

“He shouted loudly that it was green! You hide like rats! Can you still call me a man!”

After a while, the heads of the thieves came up one by one on top of the log.

Among the thieves, the third Ma Hyeong-do responded.

“What a hell of a rich year! Is that what you mean by coming around like a herd of dogs? You dog! you bark there Do you think that would get us out of here!”

“Shameless bastards! What kind of bullshit are you coming in like that!”

“Get out of here you bastard! We are not leaving!”

“Chiggle! They know us as fools.”

Unable to bear the ridicule of the bandits, Wang In-geol turned around helplessly.

Lee Moo-ryang, who was looking at the surrounding mountains, called Sogunpyeong, Gyeongcheondaeju.

“Go to Haga Village and get some oil.”

“Ah, fire attack?”

“okay. If I burn the logs, where will they hide?”

“All right.”

So Gunpyeong, who had descended with his subordinates, returned around noon carrying three barrels of oil.

However, Lee Moo-ryang did not immediately enter the hwagong.

Rather, they pushed the warriors back and strengthened their vigilance, spending time in vain.

Wang In-geol, who had sent the five wounded down to Haga Village, asked in frustration.

“Patriarch, when are you going to attack?”

“If you prepare fire attacks on a clear day like now, there may be counterattacks or preparations from the enemy. I plan to remove the logs under cover of night, so don’t be in too much of a hurry.”

That’s right. However, the king’s heart was not at ease. It seems that the position of Chungwoon Hall in the upper Namyang area is gradually decreasing due to continuous failures.

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