The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 495

As in all wars, the cries of the wounded and the agony of the dying were buried in the fierceness of the melee.

The number of Murim people in the central plains who blocked the swarming enemies was weak, but their will to do their best shook the battlefield.

One person cut down three or four enemies, and then they were driven to death by countless swords.

The attacker was stubborn, and there was no such thing as retreat for those who defended.

“Red Flag The red flag has risen.”

The midfield fighters, who were in a melee at someone’s shout, widened their distance as if they had promised.

red flag.

It was a signal that bullets had been loaded into the cannons deployed in the imperial defense line.

“Shoot!”

As the commander of the army screamed and shouted, the wick that the fire touched burned, and after a while, the cannons spewed fire all at once.

Wow wow wow!

As the cannonballs flew in a parabolic arc and exploded with a thunderbolt, the red gun soldiers who chased after the retreating midfielders like ants swarms burst out without a doubt.

Soon after, numerous blue flags were erected on the defensive line.

The retreating soldiers turned around and jumped back at the enemy camp, which was thrown into confusion after being hit by shells.

When unmanned soldiers, who have mastered light airmanship comparable to horseback riding, block the enemy’s lead and buy time, the cannon with powerful explosive power vomits fire and destroys the enemies.

It was a new strategy that the Murim people participated in.

And because of that, the advance of the palace, which had been breaking through the defense line of the military gates by launching wave-based offensives, began to slow down.

And among the numerous warriors, those who shined the brightest were the shaman’s masters.

Although they were only six, their skill in fighting against the enemies at the forefront became the sword of a slayer who slashed the enemies and wielded them.

The corpses of the enemies piled up everywhere as the head of the town hall roared all over the place and Taegeuk’s sword drew grass-sik.

And at the center of them was Cheongsang.

He was the only warrior who had not been deployed in the north to reach the river level.

The fate he unfolded was not an idle cloud, but a cruel mace.

Every time the strengthened blue Seongi landed on the battlefield, all sides were stained with red blood.

“Follow the shaman!”

“You must stop the enemy.”

“If this place is breached, the Forbidden City is in danger!”

Myeongja Bae’s shaman elders and shaman Jigeom Cheongsang following Myeonghyeon.

They started leading the battlefield.

Encouraged by the performance of Cheongsang and shaman masters wielding swords across the battlefield, the midfield warriors gave their all.

And one fierce eye was looking at them.

Han Moo-hwa, the lord of the palace.

His slight frown showed obvious displeasure.

last line of defense.

Once they penetrated that area, the remaining distance to the Forbidden City was only 300 li.

A distance that can be reached in one day.

However, the pace was delayed by the sudden appearance of midfielders.

Not by famous masters, but by those who have gathered here and there to defend the midfield.

Moreover, the army, which had been pushed all along, suddenly rose in morale.

It was all because of those thugs.

Shaman….

The name that would not be cool even if torn to shreds.

A hundred years ago, a man named Qingmu became the master of the Zhou clan and drove out their ancestors, so they were again blocking their path.

And the guru of terms and conditions at the center of them.

“Something like a blood clot that has just turned into a castle…”

Han Moo-hwa took a step towards Cheong-sang with a low voice that was seeping with anger.

It was a light step, but what was done was a fast enough movement, reminiscent of a royal court.

Whirik Whoaah!

At the same time, the hand that had twisted and pulled stretched out with huge energy.

“…!”

Cheongsang, who had been slashing enemies, quickly turned his body toward the suddenly appearing presence.

Whoa!

The strong blow bent the sword inward, and the blue statue’s body bounced off and crashed.

“Keugh!”

“Cheongsang!”

A master craftsman who was fighting nearby shouted anxiously and quickly flew toward me.

“Flies…”

Han Moo-hwa, who slightly distorted one eye, waved her hands as if to chase away flies, and a storm-like aura hit the master craftsman.

Pew!

The master craftsman, who had been pushed away without being able to get close, fell to his knees.

“Wow!”

The shock was beyond imagination.

The inside of his body was shaken and blood gushed out.

“Masterpiece!”

Myeonghyeon and the elders of the shaman surrounded the fallen Master, protecting him and cutting his enemies.

The center of the melee going on on all sides.

The shaman’s elders glared at Han Moo-hwa, who stood with an arrogant expression on his sword while swinging his sword without rest.

I could tell at a glance.

It was clear that he was the leader of the enemies and the great archer.

Never let him face the line of defense.

It’s a barely blocking line of defense. The red flag hadn’t risen yet, so I had to somehow block his steps until the cannon was ready.

“Priests, open the Taegeuk Sword and lock up the enemy!”

“yes!”

At the command of Myeonghyeon without hesitation, the four elders, excluding the Myeonggong, took their places in a circle around Han Moo-hwa.

“Lord of the Grand Palace!”

Soldiers wearing black keys appeared belatedly, but Han Moo-hwa raised his hand to block their actions.

“Leave this place alone and help others.”

“yes!”

With an immediate answer, the warriors of the Black Guns spread out around them and jumped into the melee again.

And Han Moo-hwa looked at Myeong-hyeon and put his hands behind his back.

“The shaman… How is your relationship with you so strong?”

“…”

“Good. Give it a try.”

Myeonghyun gritted it.

The character of the Daegungju was infinitely relaxed even in the midst of this difficult battle.

How could a person who became the chieftain smile like that while many of his subordinates were dying?

Doesn’t their death matter?

Even Myeonghyeon, who had trained his mind for a long time, had a fire in his heart, but his response was calm.

should not be swayed

he is strong

To the extent that he could push the blue statue, who had reached the height of the river, with a single blow.

However, it is the Taegeuk examination, which is called the strongest examination of the shaman.

Even if he is short of numbers and can only achieve small taegeuk, he may be able to imprison him for a while.

“Opening!”

With the sound announcing the start of the checkup, the elders of the shaman began to circle around Hanmuhwa.

The movement gradually speeds up and the afterimages are connected as if they were overlapping, making it seem like watching a cartwheel spinning at high speed.

And the attack began.

Two attacks fired at the center from both sides at the same time.

“Something like a riot attack that has no power!”

Damn!

Han Moo-hwa’s hands spread out and struck the shot sword.

Suga each!

Moo-Hwa Han, who had blocked the sword, fired two more swords from different directions before he had time to pursue the attackers.

Taaang!

The bounced sword returns to the circle and a new attack begins immediately.

“…!”

Han Moo-hwa, who looked down on the examination, had a different color in her eyes.

Each energy carried by the sword was extremely weak.

However, as the attacks accumulated, the pressure exerted by the check-up became stronger, as if clothes were getting wet in drizzle.

In addition, it is not possible to predict where the attack will come from in the circle that rotates at high speed, and the gap between attacks gets narrower and narrower.

Infinite attacks connected as if the end did not exist.

It was the true form of Taegeuk examination, aiming for martial arts.

Moo-Hwa Han felt as if she was trapped in the center of a whirlwind.

square.

“…?”

The hem of the dress was cut and the skin was scratched.

They couldn’t keep up with the attack speed of the five attackers at the same time.

To make scars on one’s own body with ridiculous skills.

My pride was hurt.

Those who are not even savage dare to say to themselves…

Shuaaak!

Although there was an order, the five swordplays approached quickly enough to be said to be almost simultaneous.

Han Moo-hwa watched the swordplay with angry eyes.

will crush

I am different from my ancestors who were trampled by you in the past.

I will let you know how powerless your power is by crushing this examination you proudly display.

“Haap!”

Moo-Hwa Han stretched out her hand toward the sky with a cheer, grabbed the air, and then pulled it down with all her might.

coo woo woo

In an instant, the examination was crushed as if it were being squeezed.

The sky is falling.

It was an excellent Taegeuk sword that could overwhelm Han Moo-hwa in herbivore and speed, but strength was a problem.

Even though the strength of the five soldiers who formed the camp was combined, it was not up to him.

“Avoid everyone!”

Myeong-hyeon’s quick judgment led the shaman’s elders to escape from the circle in a hurry.

Wow!

However, the explosion of energy created by hitting the ground was too fast and the range of the shock wave was too large.

“Keuuugh!”

Myunghyun, hit by the shockwave, fell to the ground and rolled.

The appearances of the priests who forcibly stood up were no different from his own.

Blood dripping like a thread from their dusty mouths.

will be injured

And Han Moo-hwa, who stood in the center of the shock wave, growled with his deadly eyes.

“I’ll crush you one by one.”

“….”

Han Moo-hwa stretched out her hand and took a step, like a messenger who would cut off his lifeline at once.

“Red wait! Get back quickly!”

At the sound of a voice echoing across the battlefield at just the right time, midfield warriors were running toward the defensive line like the ebb tide.

The wick will catch fire, so the cannon will soon fire.

I had to back off.

But is it because the shock was too great?

Everyone moved slowly.

At this rate, let alone cannons, he would not be able to avoid even the touch of the Grand Palace Master.

Myeonghyeon looked at his priests with sad eyes.

You have to make time for it. to get them out of here.

That was the duty of the executed and the role of a shaman’s long-term leader.

“Red wait! Everyone back down!”

Myeong-hyeon’s heart became urgent at someone’s cry.

“Everyone retreat to the defensive line!”

“…!”

With a shout, Myeong-hyeon pulled out all his strength and fired at Han Moo-hwa with his sword.

“A man of longevity!”

The shaman’s elders, who were about to leave after hearing the shouts, turned around again.

What do you mean jump in?

I’m sure death is there.

However, Myeong-hyeon was flying towards Han Moo-hwa before they could stop it.

Wedge liquid!

At that moment, Myeonghyeon decided to return to Donggui.

Not to kill the enemy, but to buy time for his priests to escape.

“Where did the momentum from earlier go? Does barely doing it mean giving up your life?”

“…!”

“No matter how much you used dragons, you seemed like you could reach them! With such recklessness that is no different from Iran’s anti-war stone!”

The guy knows his goals.

But it won’t stop.

It doesn’t matter if it’s something reckless and pointless like hitting a rock with an egg.

If he lacks internal strength, he will pull up even an expedition keeper, and if he can’t reach him, he will stretch out his sword even if his hand pierces his body.

Shuaak!

Han Moo-hwa stretched out his hand toward Myung-hyeon, who was approaching.

It was intended to annihilate existence itself with ruthless force.

Whoa!

The moment when the rough-hewn river was about to be released toward Myeong-hyeon.

“…?”

Moo-Hwa Han turned his head at the fright of sharp sharpness.

Wow!

A sword that flies like a flash war.

It was too late to dodge.

Han Moo-hwa, realizing that the power contained in it was unusual, quickly twisted his hand toward Myeong-hyeon.

Float!

The two rivers collided and exploded.

Was it because they were too close?

Han Moo-hwa’s body shuddered as it was completely covered by the shock wave of the explosion.

And…

Fuuk!

Moohwa Han looked at her stomach with frowning eyes.

“…”

A piece of a broken sword?

Moo-Hwa Han raises her head.

The guru of the contract, who was using a strong weapon, was running toward him.

Could it be that the sword he flew earlier was an imaginary weapon for the present?

“die!”

“….”

The moment there was a momentary gap, Myeonghyeon’s swordplay was right in front of him.

Things that couldn’t last even one second with five.

A fierce glare emanated from Han Moo-hwa’s eyes, who frowned deeply.

I dealt with it too moderately.

He was too careless because he assumed that what he saw was a rabbit.

In an instant, red energy surged from Han Moo-hwa’s body.

Wow!

In an instant, the tangible red river pierced Myeonghyeon like a living awl.

“no!”

Cheongsang, who used a shaman’s secret technique to deceive the opponent’s eyes to save Myeonghyeon, cried out sadly.

I didn’t want to see Myeonghyeon die right in front of my eyes.

However, at the same time as using the lung tree ring, I ran as hard as I could, but I couldn’t reach it yet.

It was pitiful.

Sasuk How can I be so incompetent?

The one who inherited the name of the shaman swordsman couldn’t save the long master in crisis even in front of his eyes.

I couldn’t even blow the river.

I just realized the river, so I couldn’t use it without the medium of the sword.

Suddenly, Cheongsang’s gaze bounced off Han Moo-hwa’s side and touched his own sword rolling on the floor.

If I had a sword… it would have worked somehow.

Disappointment at not being able to save, resentment became tenacity and touched the sword.

And in an instant, a miracle happened.

looked smart

moving the sword.

Shuaak! Fu-wook!

“…the damn thing.”

Han Moo-hwa’s face is distorted.

A sword that pierced his own thigh.

“Is this a sword?”

Han Moo-hwa was caught off guard by an unexpected attack.

It was moved by the will of the blue sky to save it.

and messed up

Han Moo-hwa’s body tilted momentarily, and the shaking Jeok-gang pierced Myeong-hyeon’s shoulder blades.

And Cheongsang, who arrived late, rolled on the ground holding Myeonghyeon’s body.

“These doggies!”

The moment Han Moo-hwa, kneeling down with a wound from Cheong-sang’s sword, tried to attack Cheong-sang and Myeong-hyeon, shells rained down all over the battlefield.

Whoop whoop bang! Kwak!

Everywhere exploded.

The ground exploded and the palace warriors swept away by the explosion were torn to shreds.

Then, in the thick dust, Han Moo-hwa, who pulled out the broken sword stuck in his thigh, glared at the backs of Chung-sang, Myeong-hyeon, and the Moorim people in the middle of the country who were desperately running away.

“Things like worms…really make me angry.”

However, the wound on the abdomen from lung cancer was also the same, and the thigh was pierced too deeply, so the strength in the leg was weak.

cringe

Han Moo-hwa gritted his molars as he glared at the midfielders disappearing into the defensive line.

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