The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 483

Episode 483:

The Time When Dawn Begins.

The forest was thick with fog, so that the visibility was almost ten degrees.

Goeyu, a low-ranking Hong Tun soldier who was on a guard duty, rubbed his eyes eagerly at the strange sight.

A hazy shadow appeared among the rolling fog.

“It’s not the time for ear ghosts to appear.”

Goosebumps quickly ran down his spine.

Goeyu shook his head vigorously, denying the transcendent existence.

okay. It’s nonsense to say that you’re a ghost when the sun is rising.

then what is that? is it in vain

Tired from an all-night vigil?

I put the warning whistle in my mouth and rubbed my eyes again just in case.

“huh?”

It’s gone.

I turned my head and looked around, but I couldn’t see it.

“Whew… It seems that your body is weak. I need to get a good night’s sleep after my shift.”

Finally relieved and putting the whistle in his bosom, Goeyu laughed awkwardly and scratched his head.

It reappeared at that moment.

Ghosts… no shadows.

Goeyu, who was about to shake his hand at the shadow who was waving as if to say hello, stopped abruptly.

It was a man with a sword slung over his shoulder, with his tangled hair tied up carelessly and his clothes draped over his shoulder.

“What the hell… who?”

The moment Goeyu looked at him curiously, the man grinned and lowered his stance, bringing the sword that was hanging over his shoulder to his waist.

That… looks like it’s going to kick the sword?

Unsuitable situations were sometimes embarrassing.

Isn’t it rare?

The campsite at the eastern end of the left army, 300 li away from the main camp of the palace.

A person who shows up alone in a deserted forest where various tactics and obstacles are installed in preparation for an attack by an unknown enemy?

“Can you stand?”

Goeyu, who came to his senses with his eyes widening as large as a lantern, took out his whistle and brought his hand to his bosom.

But the man did not wait.

While shaking hands and greeting each other, it was worth giving the whistle time… but

the sword I wanted to draw had already stopped at the end of the parabola.

Hwaaak!

The world was split in half at the moment the blindingly cold sword light flashed.

I still… I haven’t even got my whistle out yet.

That was the last look of the world Goeyu saw.

Kood deuk kwaaaang!

Geomgwang cut not only Goeyu’s body, but everything that made up the forest.

The forest was shaken with a wild explosion, and the sleeping world awoke with a scream.

“Ah!”

“Enemies!”

“East!”

Beep!

The warriors of the Red Turbans, who were attacked unexpectedly, put in the sword that the man who split the world with one sword pulled out while making a fuss.

click.

soft rustle.

And from his mouth came a low voice suitable for the chill of dawn.

“Don’t look at the circumstances and screw it up.”

Few!

The flash battle that started from one appeared from all sides and pierced the fog and passed Jinmu at the same time.

It penetrated the campsite through the shattered defense line in a single blow, annihilating all life it encountered without hesitation.

The soldiers of the Red Turbans, who had just woken up, hurriedly tried to block it, but were unable to scream and collapsed at the enemy’s ignorant breakthrough power that appeared through the fog.

The man of the contract was Jinmu, and the enemies who intruded were the Iron Swordsman, led by Chun Woo-myeong.

It didn’t matter if it was a red gun or a nabal.

Yes, there must be some common people among you.

However, as long as they carry swords in war, they are nothing more than enemies who must die and kill each other.

Because there is nothing more painful than having someone of mine die while giving some kind of acknowledgment.

They were walking the path they had chosen.

It was just that the road was different from mine.

And in this case, it was better to attack the enemy more viciously.

Those who are weak will get scared and run away.

Not pursuing them was the least consideration Jinmu could give them.

“god.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“Find the enemy food and burn it!”

“yes.”

Hwangsin was shot without a sound, and Jinmu leisurely walked the path of slaughter opened by the Iron Swordsman.

“this guy!”

“…”

The moment Jinmu crossed the border and was about to set foot inside the campsite, a guy who seemed to have quite a position rushed at him.

Shih! Teddeuk!

A noise you’re not used to hearing.

The sword couldn’t even reach Jinmu’s vicinity, and the attacking enemy’s neck was turned in the opposite direction by Neungseohyun’s hand, which moved before he knew it.

“Stop him!”

“…”

To stop it, you have to stop Chunwoomyeong.

After I was broken through, how could those who joined me belatedly attack me?

But there are many.

They are not puppies of wild dogs…

Jinmu looked pathetically at the pitiful people who stood in his way, each holding his own weapon, and called out.

“Keep out….”

Shhh!

As always, as soon as his name was called, he instinctively jumped out and wielded the bone in his hand.

Hundreds and thousands of bones covered the sky following his flamboyant hand movements.

Pak baba baba bak!

The sound of breaking bones resounded lightly as the bones of the excavation fell softly.

It is a heavenly martial arts that unfolds to the level of bone-body unity.

He’s improved a lot since then.

Even if the Cheonsan Snow Tomb comes back alive, you won’t know it’s my own bones.

Yes, you catch and eat all the dogs in the world.

I should tell the opening later and ask them to give me a name.

A dog (狗) and a circle (怨).

A beggar rescue dog that dogs feel sorry for and hate.

what a good name

Anyway, Jinmu didn’t have to move at all.

It was because the automatic defense devices called Neungseohyeon and Kakchul were operating in real time, and most of the enemies were busy blocking Chun Woo-myeong and the Iron Swordsman.

While they stir up the enemy formations, Hwangsin searches for food and sets fire to the end.

In the meantime, if you look at the battlefield and make a retreat… Huh?

But somehow it was a bit strange.

It’s been quite a while since the attack, but I didn’t see any guys that were particularly good at it.

In light of the previous battle, among the Red Turbans, the ones wearing different colored guns should have appeared.

They are clearly color-coded, what are they?

Wasn’t the core force deployed because it was just the far left corner?

It was a plausible assumption, but I felt I had to check it.

Jinmu guessed with his eyes the side where the iron sword was located, and called Neungseohyeon and Kakchul.

The enemy’s gaze would be focused, so if the key masters appeared, they would be there.

“seohyun! Extinguish!”

“yes!”

“I need to check something!”

“…?”

Jinmu suddenly seemed to speed up his steps, but soon stepped on the ground and was launched.

Paaang!

* * *

“Uh ha ha ha! these guys! I will destroy them all!”

Kurleung! Kwaaang!

Chunwoomyeong ran wild.

Then, with Cheon Woo-myeong, the apex of which the Iron Swordsmen turned all enemies who rushed at them with vigorous punches, they followed in a wedge shape and severed the bodies of the enemies without rest.

“Woomyung!”

“God!”

Jinmu, who caught up with them in an instant, called Chun Woo-myeong in a loud voice, and the breakthrough stopped for a moment.

Hey profit!

The bones danced towards the enemies rushing around them, and the iron swords changed their formation to form a far-field formation, and in an instant, an empty field was created in the center of the enemy camp.

“Aren’t there any guys with different colors of gun?”

“…what is it?”

“…”

It was my fault for asking this guy.

When Jinmu raised one eye, Mo Won-ryeo hurriedly answered.

“The enemy’s brain has yet to appear.”

“Can’t you see?”

What happened?

It was the time when Jinmu looked around with sharp eyes.

“Fire!”

“The food has been raided!”

In the distance, a huge flame rose with its tongue flicking.

It seemed that the Hwangshin had completed his mission.

And more and more enemies were gathering around the iron sword.

“Damn it… Think about it later.”

It is not good to accumulate enemies.

As the battle lengthened, no matter how much he dealt with the Red Turbans, he was bound to get tired.

Moreover, they were in an ambush situation.

As he had to keep running and hit and run fast, the consumption of stamina reached several times that of normal battles.

Jinmu quickly rolled his eyes to find the right spot.

make a retreat

I had to get to the safe side and reconsider my enemies.

“Woo Myung! Catch in the direction of the valley on the right!”

“yes!”

There was no other explanation needed on the battlefield.

After a long training, the body moved on its own at the promised word.

The secret that Jinmu shouted was to make a hole in the defense.

Following the command to make a retreat, the Iron Swordsmen immediately lifted the remote formation and at the same time hurled themselves to the right to form a new formation.

It was a circle thrust centered on those wounded in battle.

“let’s go!”

With Jinmu at the forefront, the iron sword team’s breakthrough power doubled in an instant.

“They run away! Stop it!”

Enemies who noticed the movement gathered in layers to prevent escape and built a shield.

Whoops!

After leaving Jinmu’s hand, Ilhui vomited his sword and was shot.

Wedge love!

spam.

After cutting off the head of the chieftain who led the enemy with his sword, Jinmu increased his speed and lifted himself up, then landed in front of the enemy camp like a cannonball.

Wow!

The defense’s fleet is blown away by the huge explosion caused by Jin-Gak Yong-Bo.

The black orb, which was condensed in an instant in Jinmu’s hand, shot out like a flashlight toward the defense wall.

Wow.

A hole in the defense line torn to shreds by the heavenly bridge of teeth tearing through the sky.

“Extinguish! Expand!”

Before the aftermath of the explosion had gone, Gakchul, who had received the command, jumped in and blew the enemy down.

“Seohyun Woo Myung supporters!”

The orderliness of acting at the same time as the order is given.

After drilling the hole, the more important thing was to build a support so that it would not collapse.

Chun Woo-myeong and Neung Seo-hyeon, who were in charge of dividing the left and right sides, blocked the enemies so that the secured escape route would not be narrowed.

“Iron Swords Retreat!”

In the meantime, the Iron Swords broke the formation and ran with all their might.

“Seohyun Woo Myung!”

With Jinmu’s cry, Chun Woo-myeong and Neung Seo-hyeon escaped the end of the closing runway.

“Follow me! Not to be missed!”

“…”

Enemies caught up with the tail of the fleeing iron sword.

When Hyeokryeonmu-gang, who is in charge of the lead, makes a hole in the enemy camp, the Iron Swordsman jumps in and ravages the enemy.

When Hyukryeonmu-gang, who has looked at the battlefield, gives an order, he rushes toward the escape route in perfect order without looking back.

It was a retreat strategy that the Iron Swords had been using with the Revolutionary Army for a long time.

And it was the Revolutionary War that always kept them last.

After the iron sword, Neung Seo-hyeon and Chun Woo-myeong passed, and Jinmu stood facing the enemy.

Whoops!

The moment when black energy rides Jinmu’s fist like a whirlwind and

wraps it in layers…

The fist pierced the ground and locked itself.

The condensed river shook the ground and the cracked ground exploded all at once.

Mukryonghonwongong Daeji Changpa.

Deed deed Kwaaang.

And at the end of the explosion, Jinmu growled lowly with his black shiny eyes.

“Come after me. I’ll tear it up so you can’t even find the body.”

“…” As

the threat of the vicious Mukryong flowing from the center of the Black Abyss spread throughout the battlefield, the pursuit stopped for an instant.

Instinctive fear that is clearly stabbed in the brain.

No one pursued him until Jinmu, who had been glaring at them, slowly turned and disappeared.

The swordsman’s martial arts, which trampled thousands of enemies, was also martial, but Jinmu’s eyes glaring at them were like a god of death who had descended into the present world…