The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 134
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“Yes! The commander of the unit, Mo Yong-shin, his specialty is the Cheongmyeongjang based on the Myunghyeonsim method! He has even learned the composition.”
Mo Yong-shin, who had been shouting loudly, rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right wrist.
His eyes were busy chasing the soldiers and the sewage on the table.
“You’re quick-witted.”
The smiling recruit felt the pulse.
But after a while, the recruit tilted his head.
“Hasuo alone won’t do…….”
“No. If I had time, I would have had enough…….”
“There is no time, there is no time.”
“Then I can’t do it?”
Mo Yong-shin’s face became sad.
The sewer is flying.
I should sleep a little less and practice more.
I should play a little less and practice more.
It was a regret at the end of the day.
His shoulders slumped.
Mo Yong-byeong tapped Mo Yong-shin on the shoulder.
“Sleep until you are dead.”
“yes?”
“I’ll get you a few more Yeongcho that are compatible with Hasuo, so within ten days, you must pull out a sword as big as your forearm.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Jukruk.
Tears eventually flowed from Mo Yong-shin’s eyes.
After giving each of them a spiritual object, the recruiter gave the order.
“In the next ten days! In that time, the captain should reach the peak, the ultimate peak, and that’s even better. The vice-captain should reach the peak. If you fail… spit it all out.”
“insect!”
After the two people left, the swordsman looked at Mo Yong-byeong with a strange expression on his face.
“Those eyes are burdensome.”
“Well done.”
“There is no one worth using. There are too few. What kind of four great powers is this?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“As things stand now, we can’t even handle one of the Demonic Cult’s main forces. If one of the Seven Great Demons comes, not a single ant will be left behind. Swish! Slash! You get it? Swish, swish!”
“To that extent…….”
“Let’s be honest.”
“hmm!”
“There must be at least a hundred people.”
“At peak strength of 100, it would be worth rubbing shoulders with one of the great old school clans.”
“zenith?”
“Isn’t it?”
“The ultimate!”
“Huh? Super, super climax?”
He is a swordsman who has been eating swords in the martial arts world for a long time.
How could he not know what the pinnacle is?
If there are a hundred super-powered people, even Shaolin, shamans, and volcanoes won’t be able to make a sound.
No, maybe it could even be one step above Cheonjemun.
It is at a level where the world’s map will be reorganized around the Murong family.
Just imagining it left me speechless with shock.
But the swordsman soon agreed.
‘I guess that means you need that much elite.’
It’s not the numbers that matter, it’s the meaning.
It was the swordsman who accepted it like that.
And the swordsman also agreed with that point.
“There is so much to do, but no time. The saying that time is the same for everyone is a lie. How is it the same? Even when there is not enough time, there is not enough time.”
“…….”
“Elder.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“You know a lot of people, right?”
“which?”
“Your martial arts level doesn’t have to be that high. Instead, you have to teach people well.”
“When you say you are good at teaching people… do you need a bridgehead?”
“Bridge? No! Instructor! Sure instructor!”
“What kind of person do you need?”
“Of course, we need the special skills of our family, Kwon, Jang, and Gyeongsinbo…….”
“There are a few that come to mind.”
“A sword, a dagger, or a spear is fine.”
“I may know the sword and the dagger, but…… the spear…….”
“There is no method of creation in my family.”
“Yes, there is. But it is only the basics, so there are almost no students who master it.”
“But I need it.”
“If you don’t have time, are you going to teach it again?”
“If I had time for that, I would invest it elsewhere. Are you crazy?”
“underneath…….”
“Do you have an instructor?”
“That guy’s specialty isn’t spears…….”
“Who are you?”
“Do you know anything about Pabul?”
“Pabul! Are you friends with that old man?”
Breaking the Buddha.
He is a disciple of Shaolin Temple whose Buddhist name is Seunghyeon.
No, he was a disciple.
He was a monk who broke his precepts.
– Would you rather guide one evil person than ninety-nine good people? That’s ridiculous! Killing one evil person to save ninety-nine people is the true way of Buddha!
A person who does not like the idea of prohibiting killing in order to eradicate evil, so he breaks the precepts and leaves Shaolin.
Seung-Hyeon, a monk who was known for his sharp teeth when it came to evil, was a master of the staff.
“A phoenix or a spear, that’s it. It’s good.”
At this moment, the faces of the members of the Honor Guard flashed through Mo Yong-byeong’s mind.
For the elite of the military, spear and shield skills are basic.
The spear was the symbol of the military.
In addition to basic spearmanship, elite soldiers learn how to handle swords, swords, and other bladed weapons that fit their body type.
The method of creation shows considerable power in group battles.
Rather than teaching something new, it was better to develop the martial arts that were already ingrained in the body. That was the way to create a strong soldier.
So, the recruiter wanted to teach spearmanship to the members of the royal guard.
“I want to see the instructor candidates soon.”
“How long should I call you?”
“Wow, it looks like you’ve lived quite well, sir.”
“yes?”
“You mean you can come right away if I call you? Isn’t that proof that you’ve lived well all this time? I don’t have a single person who comes when I call them…….”
Flash.
At that moment, something brushed past the recruit’s head.
A pair of powerful swords.
A guy who is as honest as a bear.
A guy who would really bite a knife and die if told to die.
If it’s him… … .
‘But what can I do about that guy who is stuck in Cheonsan?’
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“That’s it! It’s all the more reason.”
“Do you need a lot?”
“Call everyone. Aren’t you all just old people in the back room anyway? Instead of just lazing around, come here and exercise your arms and legs hard, and spend the rest of your life watching the kids’ talents… Did I get to talk to you?”
“No. I understand it roughly.”
“The deadline is… two weeks. It must arrive within twenty days at the latest.”
“That quickly?”
At that moment, the scenes he had seen while in Beijing came to mind.
Even if Cheonjemun’s war preparations are rushed, it will take more than a month.
The order for recruiting soldiers is from fifteen to twenty days.
This meant that the preparation of the recruits would also coincide with the war between the Heavenly Emperor and the Demonic Cult.
However, just because there is a teacher and students, it is absolutely not true that first-class students will quickly rise to the top.
‘It’s not easy to make second- or third-rate into first-rate.’
What Mo Yong-byeong said a little while ago.
-The amount of time given to each person is different.
That was a realistic swordsmanship.
If I was not careful, I might end up gathering the elders together and just spouting nonsense.
Did you read that, Mo Yong-byeong added.
“Elixir! Just push it in with the medicine.”
elixir.
It is the best way to increase your internal energy.
But is that as easy as it sounds?
“Don’t worry about money. Sooner or later, we’ll have enough money to buy a tonic that will give at least a thousand people at least thirty years of internal energy, so just choose someone reliable as an instructor.”
“……No, where on earth does that huge sum of money come from?”
The blacksmith asked without realizing it.
The tone was full of negativity and distrust.
Well, it wasn’t that difficult.
Thirty years of experience.
It is the power that can be accumulated by literally training internal energy for thirty years, or maybe even twice or three times that amount.
However, it is impossible for a human being to only cultivate internal energy without eating or sleeping.
Besides, how can you obtain such a large quantity of elixir?
A thousand reasons for that too?
Lies are also a source of income.
“You don’t believe me?”
“If I tell you honestly, would you believe me?”
“I can’t believe it.”
“Yes. This is just a lie… no, wishful thinking.”
“But it works.”
“You can stop. I fully understand how you feel, Master. I will do my best to gather my friends. I will have fun raising my juniors for the rest of my life and let my arms and legs run wild.”
“I said it would be possible, so do it.”
“Yes, you can. You can.”
“I really don’t believe it.”
“I’ll get up now. I don’t have enough time to send a message to a friend who lives far away.”
“Oh, by the way, on the way out, please take a quick look at the captain and deputy commander. No matter how good the elixir is, the way it works will vary depending on how you take it, so please clear the way for them.”
“Do it yourself.”
“Hey~! You should have set the table, not fed it to me.”
After feeding them all.
The blacksmith just laughed.
The words of the recruiter do not really mean to clear the way.
It’s a reminder to check if you’re on the right path.
“Okay.”
The swordsman went out like that.
The soldier leaned his upper body deeply against the back of the chair.
“One month… there’s so much to prepare.”
What I asked the swordsman to do was only part of the preparation.
The soldier stretched his arms out, stretched his body slightly, and stood up from his seat.
After a while, he placed a bundle of brushes, an inkstone, and paper on the table.
“I’m going to use my head for the first time in a while.”
He unfolded a piece of paper and picked up a brush.
“The most important thing, no matter what, is the mind.”
Sigh.
The brush played on the white paper.
A black dragon wriggled on the paper.
“The Law of Clear Mind”
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Meanwhile, the blacksmith who came out stood in the hallway and stared at the door.
At that moment, he heard the voice of the recruiter tickling his ear.
“It’s the law of the heart……”
I don’t know what you mean.
But the swordsman’s heart was burning hot now.
“It looks like you’re finally doing it right.”
He turned around with a smile.
“I should say thank you to the owner.”
His steps as he walked down the hallway were lighter than ever.
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A village at the entrance to Sinmu Village.
It is an inn located on the outskirts of the village, with a mercenary army and a guard.
For the past ten days, a dozen or so men have been crouching in a rented annex.
It was the Blood Wolf Lord and his close associates.
Today, too, the Blood Wolf Lord sent out a scout and kept an eye on the movements of the Bancheon Corps and the Murong Army.
I also quit drinking alcohol, which I enjoyed drinking for the past ten days.
Whenever I had time, I practiced in the backyard and sweated.
Cheon Seong-dan and Nai-hwa, who were worried, left for Beijing.
All that was left were the Bancheon Army and the Moyong Army.
It seemed like he was going to go to Mo Yong-se at any moment, but he suddenly sat down on his butt.
In the end, the Blood Wolf Corps was unable to leave the area to deal with the situation.
Today, too, Hyulrangdaeju tried to pick up his sword and go to the backyard to practice, but he couldn’t.
“I went, I went!”
The scout’s subordinate came running out of breath.
“You went?”
“Yes! The Buncheondae has left”
“Where? To the North?”
“No. I heard he was going to Simju.”
“Simju? Why there?”
“I heard you need to help Cheon Yang Moon?”
“Cheon Yang Moon?”
He also has eyes and ears.
Since I had heard about the current situation at Simju Cheonyangmun, I had no doubts about the movement of the Bancheondae.
“Mojiri? Did Mojiri go too?”
“No. Mojiri was left with ten members of the Bancheondae.”
“There’s some left?”
“Yes. There is definitely some left. But…….”
“Speak quickly!”
“I’ve now gone up to Sinmu Village.”
“Shinmu Village! You went there?”
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