Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 501:

A prosthetic leg whose surface was covered with cold steel caught my eye.

Murim Lord Juhwabaek.

Hyeongun Dojang’s eyes widened at the sudden appearance of reinforcements.

I heard that he did not join the front line because he had difficulty moving.

I never thought it would show up and help in this way.

widely!

When Joo-hwabaek stretched out his hand, the twin swords that had been stuck in the ground rose into the air and were returned to him.

He said, tapping his prosthetic leg with the back of his knife.

“Thank you for your hard work. “It took quite some time to get used to it.”

“I can balance it out for you if you want.”

“I decline. “If I lose the other one, it will be more difficult to sneak out of the office.”

“……?”

“A person cannot live only by working. “You have to make jokes every once in a while to avoid the nagging eyes.”

“You’re talking nonsense.”

“It’s no joke. “I wonder how much trouble I’m having these days because of the religious leader…”

Ju Hwa-baek grumbles and shakes his head.

Hyeongun Dojang burst out laughing.

A frivolous joke that doesn’t fit into a serious situation.

This is what I thought when I saw him before, but he was truly an unpredictable person.

“Did you declare to the outside world that you would not go to war and then secretly head to Hubei and join the Zhuge family?”

“That’s correct. “I waited for the leader to show up to stop the allied forces in Hubei, but things didn’t go as planned.”

“Did I seem foolish enough to fall for such an obvious trap?”

“It doesn’t come from there, so there’s nothing we can do. “I need to move on my side.”

Master Ma clicked his tongue inwardly.

Basically, Joo Hwabaek was a person who enjoyed utilizing his strategic value.

Even when a large-scale battle took place in Banghyeon (房縣), didn’t he appear as suddenly as he did now?

‘I haven’t really finished it yet.’

A poisonous ghost fell unconscious and stepped on his eyes.

With just a flick of a hand, the slow breathing could be stopped, but there was no way Joohwabaek and Hyeongun Dojang would just sit there and watch.

In particular, Joo Hwabaek, one of the two nobles, should not be looked down upon.

Because he is a talented person who can fight on equal footing with the White Faced Reaper.

‘You’re bothering me.’

People in the world unanimously said this.

Now, shouldn’t the leader have to step down from his position?

Wouldn’t it be difficult for him, who lost one foot, to display the same skills as before?

However, Ma Cyoju’s thoughts after dealing with him in person were different.

The true value of Mujon (武尊) lies in its adaptability and ability to flexibly change tactics according to ever-changing situations.

In fact, in the past, he held out for a long time against Cheonakgun (千岳君) in a desperate situation.

Now that he has become accustomed to the use of prosthetic limbs, he should be able to demonstrate skills that are not much different from his prime.

‘Of course, if you use your strength without thinking about what will happen next, you will be able to suffocate the poisonous spirit even if you are interrupted. But…’

If you think about it calmly, pushing yourself that far to confirm the kill was not a good choice.

Anyway, the poisonous ghost was seriously injured.

Even if left alone, there was a high possibility that he would die, and even if he was lucky enough to survive, his body would not be able to recover until the war ended.

Above all, the ‘plan’ should not be disrupted.

In order for the operation to succeed, it was necessary to return to the headquarters of the Demonic Cult in good health.

It was good to honor the soul of the dead White Faced Reaper, but winning the war was more important.

‘The best action I should take in this situation is…’

It didn’t take long to come to a conclusion.

The corners of Ma Jiao’s lips twisted upward.

It wasn’t that I didn’t feel regretful.

But instead of pheasant, it’s chicken.

I decided that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take advantage of the current situation.

Woe!

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

The erupted demonic energy flew towards the Tangbaek army.

Painter Joo waved his sword as if there was no problem, scattering the energy.

‘Of course it will come out that way.’

It was difficult to kill the poisonous spirit by breaking through the checks of the two absolute masters.

You could do it, but the gain was too little compared to the risk you had to take.

However, there was no need to quietly retreat.

‘Injured person unable to move. Even if you can’t kill it for sure, its usefulness is endless.’

For example, by continuously taking actions that make it seem like they are targeting a target, they can distract the attention of the Plum Blossom Sword and the Murim Lord.

Even the leader appeared while he had already exhausted a considerable amount of his strength.

Breaking through the siege created by Allied soldiers would not be as easy as it sounds.

In that sense, the presence of an injured person who limits the action radius of the two absolute masters will be of great help.

Because you can take the initiative and manipulate your opponent to your heart’s content.

Quaaaang!

The Demon Lord’s hand, bent like a rake, aimed at the back of Tang Baek’s neck.

Joo Hwa-baek quickly threw his body and took the attack, but his expression hardened.

He was quick-witted and immediately realized the other person’s intentions.

The problem was that even though I knew it, there was nothing I could do about it.

Isn’t it impossible to let a poisonous spirit, not another person, die?

‘That’s the problem with the hypocrites of your political faction.’

Ma Gyoju laughed inwardly and punched the air one after another.

Dojang Hyeong-woon hurriedly jumped in and opened his sword to block the attack.

Kukukuk! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

A series of explosions shook the entire battlefield.

* * *

“Sozer. Are you okay?”

“It’s okay.”

I comforted Tang Seo-yeon, whose complexion was pale, and offered her some tea.

A storm descended on the Allied Forces in Sichuan.

Just one person.

A four-digit army suffered enormous damage due to Demonic Cultivation.

Many people were killed or injured.

Baek Cheon-geom (百川劍), an elder of the Kongong Sect, died after having his whole body cut to pieces, and Unhak-geom (雲鶴劍), an elder of the Cheongseong Sect, lost his Danjeon and was in a state of rest.

Baekwoongeom, an elder of Amipa, also seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries.

Fortunately, the worst was avoided thanks to the leader’s timely intervention.

If it weren’t for him, the poisonous spirit, that is, the head of the Tang family, might have really died at the hands of the Demon Cultist.

‘He didn’t die, so we’ll have to wait and see whether he can survive or not.’

It seemed that Dangaju had now left the battlefield along with the other wounded.

After completing the first aid, he would probably return to his home and begin full-scale treatment.

Unfortunately, God Ui was currently taking care of King Gwon at Hwangbo House.

Even if King Kwon’s treatment was completed, it would take quite some time to travel to Sacheon.

The good news was that the Tang family was a famous family in poisons and medicine.

There were many outstanding lawmakers in the party, even if they were not of great faith.

‘I won’t die.’

I didn’t want to see Tang Seo-yeon sad.

I just prayed that he would safely regain consciousness and recover his health.

After giving me a hug and words of comfort.

I left Tang Seoyeon’s personal barracks and went to see Sima Yun.

For now, I had to give her time to gather her emotions.

“Sama Xiaoxiao.”

“yes.”

“Gather together the leaders of the Allied forces. “We will hold a meeting.”

“All right. “What should the agenda be?”

“From now on, we are heading to the headquarters of the Demonic Cult.”

“Do you think we don’t have to wait for the Allied Forces in Shandong?”

“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to go first and get a seat.”

The Allied forces in Shandong had not yet completely engulfed Hebei.

Compared to the allied forces in other regions, they moved relatively late, and the greatest amount of Maqiao’s power was concentrated in Hebei, which had been the front line until recently.

Of course, it’s just a bunch of chaff with the main force missing.

In fact, the recapture of Hebei was only a matter of time.

If not for that, the Allied Forces in Henan would have been supporting them by now rather than heading to the Demon Cult’s headquarters.

“I received a report that Master Ma has returned to Shaanxi. “Before he plans anything more, it would be better to join the allied forces in Hubei, Sichuan, and solidify the siege.”

“I understand what you mean.”

Simaun nodded and left to convene a meeting.

I looked up at the sky and sighed softly.

Not only was it not enough for one individual to cause enormous damage to a large army, he even leisurely escaped the siege and returned to his headquarters.

If I told this to a stranger, they would laugh and ask how such a thing is possible.

It was that absurd.

‘Anyway, he looks like a monster.’

The end was approaching.

Soon, the headquarters of the Demonic Cult located in Shaanxi would be surrounded on three sides by the allied forces of the right faction.

Of course, the main force of the Demonic Cult was still alive and well.

It will not be easy to take down those who are protesting with the help of the natural terrain and high walls.

But no matter how much resistance there was, there was bound to be a limit.

The power gap had already become uncontrollable, and if the political faction, which was far ahead in terms of both quantity and quality, systematically applied pressure, the scales would eventually tip over.

Unless something major changed, the fall of the Demonic Cult could be said to be a foregone conclusion.

‘It is time to put an end to the evil relationship that has continued since my past life.’

* * *

Finally, allied forces from three regions gathered in one place.

“Welcome. Cheonan Inspector General.”

“I heard the story. “You defeated the White-Faced Reaper?”

The Gasols of the Zhuge family, who had established a camp first, welcomed me happily.

Next to Jegal Se-ju, who was greeting from the front, Jegal Hye and Jegal Hyuk-jin were also seen.

There was joy in Jegalhye’s eyes as he looked at me.

“How is the situation?”

“It’s neither good nor bad. “There hasn’t been a fight like this yet.”

I nodded and looked to the side.

In the distance, I could see a castle wall built so high that it seemed to pierce the sky.

I had heard stories, but seeing it with my own eyes felt completely different.

When on earth was a castle of this size built?

It was not for any other reason that the Allied Forces in Hubei, which arrived first, only established a camp and waited for other units.

I thought that no matter how superior we were in terms of military power, it would not be easy to take down such a huge fortress.

“Are you here?”

“See you, Lord.”

The next person to appear was the Murim lord Joo Hwabaek.

Originally, he was not supposed to jump into the battlefield directly, but rather coordinate the movements of each unit by exchanging messages at the headquarters.

‘How could it be like this?’

I didn’t want to reprimand him for throwing away his assigned role.

If it weren’t for him, the head of the family would not have survived.

On the contrary, I even had a grateful heart.

I handed over the role of general commander to Hwabaek Joo without any hesitation.

I felt relieved because I could take on a burdensome role.

“I’m thinking of holding a meeting right away. “You must also attend.”

“All right.”

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