As Prophet - Chapter 186



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Episode 186. The Yeojin Army’s Song

Soon after, the sound of a gong was heard, and the Jurchen soldiers who had come out to respond retreated. They hurried back because the rain of arrows was still pouring down, but the Jurchen corpses formed a mountain, and there was not a tent that was not on fire.

After moving about fifty more steps, their shooting stopped. It was a futile matter. The retreating Hogun Chamyeong Rangkun looked back. He had been dealt a terrible blow by those worthless men. As he gritted his teeth, Hogun Kyo Bayara approached him.

“There’s nothing you can do. Go to headquarters and report.”

At that moment, a crack was heard. I instinctively turned my head. Bayara, who had been speaking, grabbed my neck and fell from his horse. A piece of sap was deeply embedded in his neck.

As the Yejin army moved away, only the baby birds began to fly towards them, aiming at those who appeared to be military commanders.

“Step back 50 chapters!”

Langkun hurriedly withdrew his troops. There was no living creature in the hundred or so yard of the line where their ships were anchored. One corner where 20,000 troops had been stationed was completely destroyed. He gritted his teeth.

“Loyalty! Reporting to you from the Commander-in-Chief, Langkun.”

I quickly went to the headquarters and reported the damage.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. No one thought you’d come by boat.”

But then, two of their ships came ashore in the distance. The eyes of the commander, Lan Kun, widened terribly.

“What are they doing?”

“I’m picking up something like a beggar. It seems like I’m recovering a weapon.”

“You’re so calm. Hehe, you’ve been through a lot.”

“I wish I had a boat.”

“They won’t be able to land and attack anyway. There aren’t many of them.”

They were carrying torches and setting fires here and there. I could clearly see them picking up things like beggars and carrying them onto their boats.

“I will go and get it. Please allow me.”

“Leave it. It will go back exhausted on its own.”

Nohoraha Special Forces ordered the army to re-establish itself far from the riverbank. He was seen standing at the end of the central ship. The wind was blowing his cloak, but he stood upright and did not move at all. Squinting his eyes, he felt that he was watching this place. He was too far away to be seen with the naked eye, but he hurriedly turned his gaze because he thought that he was watching him.

The second defeat was not a defeat, but the damage was great. It was because of the stupidity of just watching. It was a big mistake not to notice what the approaching ship was trying to do. I should have thought that there was nothing friendly in the enemy’s territory. It was only one side of the army, but the damage was greater than the vanguard. They lost horses and supplies, and the Gicheon troops were defeated without any sense. The sound of arrows being pulled out and treatment being done could be heard here and there.

“Ugh! I can’t believe I’m being treated like this.”

After making sure they weren’t landing and keeping their distance, we resumed the meeting.

* * *

Meanwhile, Dalcheon, who succeeded in the surprise attack, ordered the arrows stuck in the plank to be collected. Although he did not get as many arrows as Zhuge Liang, who used the weather to get 100,000 arrows, he got a considerable number of arrows. They were not deeply stuck. If he pulled out the ones stuck in the plank, he could use them as they were.

“Hehe, ehehe. Quickly collect the arrows. I got more than I shot. Ahaha.”

Dalcheon hurriedly urged the soldiers to collect the items. It was no coincidence that Dalcheon, who was scanning the riverbank, discovered the silver surface shining in the sunlight.

The group of Eun-myeon, who had been ambushed the night before, was now near the riverbank, so they could be seen right across the horribly broken battlefield. Dal-cheon called out to Jo Dong-gil.

“I have to catch him. You see that guy over there? I’m going to catch him. Even if I don’t come, if you pass this angle, you can go back.”

Jo Dong-gil’s eyes lit up as he looked at the place Dal-cheon was pointing at with his fingertips.

“That’s him. The leader of the Il-dae-gye, Eun-myeon.”

“Yes.”

“What are you going to do?”

“The army is in disarray, so I will infiltrate alone. Your Majesty, please lead the army and return safely.”

“His Majesty has told me to take good care of Jinin.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll try it and if it doesn’t work I’ll come right back.”

Dalcheon let out a short shout and jumped up from the boat. He flew in a parabolic arc, and just as he was about to hit the water, he kicked up the water and floated back up. A groan escaped Jo Dong-gil’s mouth.

“Equal water frequency.”

Jo Dong-gil, who witnessed the legendary new skill, stuck out his tongue and looked ahead. He landed on land like a swallow full of water and ran straight towards Eun-myeon. Eun-myeon, who was watching the strange sight, realized belatedly that the thing was coming to catch him.

“Evil! We must dodge!”

Black unmanned figures blocked his path. People jumped over the water, kicked the ground, and flew like grasshoppers. He could only stare blankly at their extraordinary feat without responding. Eun-myeon’s army moved busily and rushed forward, and Eun-myeon dodged backward.

It was no use trying to stop them. He grabbed the shoulders of those blocking him and flew up, then ran past the end of the tent a dozen yards away and rushed towards Eunmyeon.

“Stop it!”

Someone screamed, and the black-clad warriors rushed forward, striking the curtain of humanity. Eun-myeon slipped away in the meantime.

Dalcheon’s sword was pulled out and cut through the air. The dozen or so black-clad warriors blocking his way flipped over like fish and died. Dalcheon struck the open gap and charged forward.

Eunmyeon and his party ran into the Yeojin army. They ran quickly with their feet moving, and Dalcheon ran at once, knocking away the soldiers.

Running and chasing. People and man-made structures on the path were instantly destroyed. Those who blocked it were destroyed, and those who ran away were jumped over. Those who followed Eun-myeon, who was running away, saying, “Save me, step!”, blocked Dal-cheon, disregarding their own lives. Every moment of urgency followed. Dozens of people fell like straw being cut.

Up close, it was a bloody fight, but Jo Dong-gil, watching from afar on the ship, clenched his fists as he watched the Eun-myeon party, who seemed to be within reach but not able to catch them. As soon as they were about to be caught, a group of black-clad warriors rushed toward Dal-cheon. While Dal-cheon swung his sword and cut them down like a swarm of flies, the bastard ran away again. He rolled on the ground, jumped into someone else’s tent, and rode on an unowned horse. The only thing he could do was to create distance.

Nohoraha, who felt sorry for him, ordered many archers to be deployed and shoot. He had no choice but to give the order, as he could not allow the army to be disrupted any further, even though his own troops could be hit.

Hundreds of arrows flew toward Dalcheon. Jo Dong-gil sighed. No matter how great his martial arts skills were, he couldn’t shoot down all the hundreds of arrows. There was no place to run. He should have stopped him. He should have convinced him not to worry because he would catch him someday. He regretted not having stopped him.

At that moment, Dalcheon’s body spun around. The silver blade danced. Dozens of sword strokes were drawn, and Dalcheon’s surroundings shone silver. And then a miracle happened. All the arrows that flew toward Dalcheon changed direction and began to fly somewhere else. The arrows that flew were headed toward the nearby Yeojin army. The hundreds of arrows that flew bounced off and pierced the bodies of their own people.

“Shoot! Kill him!”

The arrows rained down again. Some flew in a different direction, while others flew in the direction they came from and hit the person who shot them. Rather than simply avoiding and blocking them, the arrows flew into the enemy lines as if they had calculated all their trajectories and fired them, knocking down dozens, if not hundreds, of people.

“Stop! Stop shooting!”

He shouted and rang the gong. Dalcheon stood there with a puzzled smile on his face as he looked down at the sky.

“Hey, you only killed those guys.”

The hidden face that disappeared while shooting arrows was not visible. He was a good hidder like a rat. He hid again. Dalcheon waved his hand toward Nohoraha Special on the hill far away and walked towards the river. No one could stop him or chase him. This was because he had seen martial arts that could not be seen in the human world.

Dalcheon reached the end of the water and went back to the boat.

“True man!”

Jo Dong-gil burst into admiration.

“Hey, I missed you again. You little rat.”

“No. It’s a miracle that you came back.”

The gray coat of arms had turned red.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Tch! It’s all other people’s blood. I’m going to have a hard time sucking this.”

Jo Dong-gil personally took off Dal-cheon’s coat. His hands holding the coat were soaked with blood. Some people were wearing their coats over their heads, but he couldn’t show the marks on his hands.

“Egung.”

“Leave it.”

“You have to take it off.”

“Ugh, I feel exhausted.”

As he took off his war robe, the soldier put him in the river and stirred him around. Jo Dong-gil took off his war robe and covered Dal-cheon’s back.

I truly realized how foolish I was to try to talk to this guy.

* * *

The aftermath of a single unmanned man was by no means small. The method of Leehwajeopmok, who avoided concentrated fire and instead sent it somewhere else to kill the shooter, was something unheard of. The numerous archers who shot at him and those nearby were almost annihilated. An entire area collapsed. Everyone saw the scene of a small number of people falling down, from three to four to as many as fifteen, as he flew through the sky and swung his sword. The sword strike, which was useless to block and impossible to avoid, cut everyone in the attack zone in half. He realized once again that he could kill anyone in this army if he wanted to.

Silent fear spread. It seemed that by keeping silent about the incident, they were actually more afraid. The soldiers who should have been talking about the previous day’s battle all kept silent. Words of a white glow spread. It was a word that conjured up dozens, if not hundreds, of silver streaks reflected by the blades of swords that were swinging to strike down the rain of arrows.

There was also a term called “unmanageable bombing”, which described his fearsome sword strikes, which would rush in and cut down any number of enemies, creating space, and then flying back to destroy another area.

Soon after, his true reputation as the sage of Taebaek was circulated, and the awareness of the old origins that brought back the legendary mythical story of long-time longing made the Yeojin army anxious. The old myth of the founding of Joseon, which has no influence in the present age and has disappeared from history, but should it appear in this world again, we should respect and uphold it, came to mind.

Could it be that we are doing something wrong? Could it be that by fighting that old source, we are betraying something precious? Could it be that we are being punished by heaven? I remember leaving the pasture where the land was dry and the water flowed away. Those who think that it was not a natural disaster but my own insincerity and unfaithfulness.

The commander of the royal guard reported to Nohoraha Special Forces.

“The military is in turmoil.”

“moore?”

“I am amazed and fearful at the inaction of that amazing newcomer.”

“I understand, I was scared too. When I first saw you, I thought I was seeing God.”

“Not now?”

“It’s still scary. Just being around you makes my heart flutter and my mind race. I understand.”

“The army is a fraud. The mere mention of the sage of Taebaek weighs heavily on the soldiers’ hearts.”

“What do you want me to do? What does that fucking mind want me to do?”

“I’m just thinking about it, but would you mind saying a few words before we leave tomorrow?”

“I know that. But it is dangerous to advance westward without seeking Joseon. We must advance, and it may be best for Joseon to remain silent. However, if we succeed in this, we will receive military and economic support. I don’t want to do it, but I have no choice.”

“Yes.”

As the commander bowed his head deeply and was about to leave, Nohoraha Special Forces called out to him.

“I wish you would tell him that he is also a person. He has things to protect, people close to him, and he is just like everyone else.”

It’s a simple statement, but it’s difficult to understand because there’s no concrete substance to it.

“Are you talking about the Koreans in the military camp?”

“They are the enemy. Phew. The Baek brothers are closely related to him.”

“Mr. Baek Ui-hyeong went missing after the first battle, and Mr. Baek Sa-ban is in the military camp.”

“Take good care of it! It will be useful later.”

“Loyalty!”