Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 503:

The main force of the Demonic Cult may have escaped the headquarters?

It was a statement that was difficult to accept easily.

The reason the military department came up with the idea of striking four regions simultaneously was to take advantage of our military’s advantage in terms of military power, but it was also to minimize variables.

They pushed in from three directions at the same time as far as Shaanxi, where the headquarters of the Demonic Cult was located.

It actually made no sense that the Demonic Church secretly stole troops away from the eyes of the Allied Forces.

“So what specifically are you trying to ask of me? “I’ll tell you in advance, no matter how open and open we are, we don’t know everything about the internal circumstances of the Demonic Cult.”

Basically, only demons were able to freely roam around the inner circle of the Demonic Cult.

Therefore, even Gyeonggi and Haomun could not plant their eyes and ears there.

Hao Wen, at least, took advantage of the characteristics of the organization and planted a small number of disciples in the outer circle, but recently, the quality of information passed down from them has decreased significantly.

This was because the Ma cultist was putting a lot of effort into maintaining security to the extent that it could be considered an obsession.

“What I want to know is not what is going on inside the headquarters.”

“if?”

“Is there a situation where a large number of people escaped abroad? “I want to figure that out.”

“…!”

I stiffened my expression.

Now I felt like I knew what Zhuge Hye was worried about.

The operation set up by the military department clearly paid off.

Step by step, they pressured the Demonic Cult and succeeded in driving them out.

Although the warriors of Sacheon suffered great damage due to Demonic Cultism, there was no major disruption to the general trend.

Everyone, including me, was thinking that.

‘But what if the Demonic Cult is not in a corner but is just pretending to be so?’

To the north of Shaanxi was the Great Wall of China.

Beyond that was Sae-o, the land of the foreigners.

This was the reason why the leaders of the Allied Forces judged that they had driven the enemy into a corner, even though they were pushing in as if covering three sides rather than four sides.

Because the north was left out of the discussion.

From the Demonic Cult’s perspective, I thought it was a situation where their backs were against the wall.

‘The North is the Empress’s territory.’

Just as there was a beast palace in southern Manchuria, there was an ice palace in the North Sea.

Originally, the area adjacent to the Great Wall of China outside the central plains was the land of nomadic peoples skilled in horseback riding and archery.

It was after the then Binggung lord took office that the entire vast land was subordinated to Binggung.

[I wanted to support Yuna’s dream.]

[Dream?]

[She said she wanted to become a beautiful and strong expert like the Empress of the North Sea.]

The heroine that Su-yeon Lee admired as a child.

It was not for nothing that the world called her the Empress.

In the central plains, Eum-gwi (音鬼) is considered the best person among women, but if the scope is expanded to Sae-o, the owner of that title would definitely be the Empress.

‘Well, even though it is a subject, Bingungung does not have the capacity to properly manage and supervise that vast land.’

Going back to the story.

In order for the Maqiao side to withdraw its troops outside the Great Wall of China, it was necessary to complete two prerequisite tasks.

The first is collusion with officials who protect the general, that is, provincial commanders.

The second is a deal or negotiation with Binggungju.

The former did not know how to solve the problem by identifying the management’s tendencies and launching a bribery campaign.

However, the latter could not be answered using ordinary methods.

Basically, the northern residents’ view of the Central Plains was not very positive.

This was because they had a long history of antagonism.

There was nothing to say about it, much less if it was a martial arts person or a demon.

‘It’s unlikely, but…’

It wouldn’t have been completely impossible if the Demonic Lord had planned and led it, and not anyone else.

An ominous feeling passed through my back.

Although it was just a hypothesis without any basis, I felt like it should not be taken lightly and passed over.

‘If the main force of the Demonic Cult really is outside of Xai, then their target is…’ Most likely,

it was the allied forces of Shandong, which had not yet reached Shaanxi.

Master was in danger.

“All right. “We will find out right away.”

“Please do me a favor. “Small cooperative.”

Even the great openness and information power of Hao Wen cannot reach the outside world.

However, as Zhuge Hye said, it was enough to determine the circumstances under which a large number of people were driven to the north.

Because you can compile the information you get from merchants who travel to and from overseas and do business with foreigners, and then select what you need.

I muttered as I walked quickly, leaving Zhuge Hye behind.

‘As the matter is a matter, it would be better to entrust it to Hao Wen rather than open it.’

* * *

“Whoa.”

Demon Lord Danmok looked up at the night sky and sighed.

The iron armored man standing behind him spoke in a worried voice.

“How about you just take a break? “You must be tired from the long journey.”

“This is no problem.”

“…….”

The nickname of the Iron Armored Man is Iron Armored Giant God.

He was an absolute master who occupied the first place in the eight great demon armies.

He bowed once and then turned around and left.

The religious leader disliked repeating an invitation two or three times after rejecting it once.

At this point, I had to quietly retreat.

‘You must be very heartbroken.’

The iron-clad giant glanced behind him and muttered inwardly.

The religious leader sighs.

It was a sight rarely seen.

Even when his disciples died, he showed no signs of wavering.

No matter how he was, he couldn’t help but be shaken by the death of the White Faced Reaper.

‘If it’s natural, it’s natural.’

He too was human.

If a man who had faithfully supported oneself for decades died and did not feel anything, it would be a machine wearing human skin.

‘It was a big sacrifice, but I’m glad it worked out as planned.’

The iron armored giant’s eyes became fierce.

His eyes turned to the tall wall in the distance.

With this, the foundation for a turnaround was laid.

Now it was time to pay for the blood.

‘The first sacrifice is the Thunder King.’

* * *

“Thunderstorm commander.”

“yes.”

“There is one thing I want to ask you.”

“Please speak.”

“What do you think of Panga?”

The leader of the Allied forces heading from Hebei to Shaanxi.

Dokgo Woojin looked back at the old man driving the horse next to him with narrowed eyes.

Gray hair combed neatly.

A neatly trimmed beard.

A face that looks strangely calm despite being covered in wrinkles and scars.

The identity of the old man was the King of Swords, an absolute master who occupied the first seat of the Ten Heavenly Emperors and the head of the Taesang family of the Hebei Peng family.

“Why are you asking that?”

I had no idea what the intention was for asking this question.

Personality and disposition.

He was a different person from what was known in one way or another.

My first impression was that it looked serious and weighty, like an adult from a giant Sega company.

However, the more I looked at it, the more I noticed its frivolous side.

Should I say that there are times when I show a childish appearance that is not appropriate for my age?

“I’m just curious. Why is it difficult to answer?”

“Not really.”

Did he feel burdened by the gaze that was constantly looking at him?

Dokgo Woojin opened his mouth with a reluctant expression.

“I think it is a family as great as its reputation.”

“Is that all?”

“…The members of the family are bold but not arrogant, and the skills of each warrior are flawless. Although we lost our home for a while due to the invasion of the Demonic Cult, the most important foundation is still the same, so I think it is only a matter of time before we regain our former strength.”

“It feels good to hear that you only choose good words to say.”

Daowang smiles and nods with satisfaction.

It looked like he was bowing down and bowing, but he didn’t care at all.

It was truly shameless.

Paenggaju, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people from behind, cleared his throat with an embarrassed expression.

“In that sense, wouldn’t you like to lay the foundation for continuing a good relationship with the Paeng family in the future?”

“What do you mean it’s a cornerstone?”

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the nickname Dobong (刀鳳), right? “It’s my granddaughter over there.”

“…….”

“I’m not saying this because we are blood relatives, but you won’t easily find a child like that anywhere you go. If it’s beauty, if it’s beauty, if it’s martial arts, if it’s martial arts, if it’s personality, it’s personality. “Nothing is missing.”

“I’m sorry, but I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.”

“I don’t think it would be a bad thing to say to each other.”

“I don’t think it’s something we can decide between ourselves. “The most important thing is the opinions of the parties involved.”

“I’m not specifically asking you to choose your spouse as you please without asking the student’s wishes. If only you would let go of the bridge…”

The King trailed off as he saw Dokgo Woojin shaking his head resolutely.

He scratched the back of his head with a sheepish expression and muttered to himself.

‘There’s no such thing as a pumpkin.’

I tried to tell this story as carefully as I could, but it didn’t work.

Still, I thought he would at least act like he was thinking about what he was saying.

‘That’s right.’

It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel disappointed.

How much time did we spend on the battlefield together?

Of course, I understood his position to some extent.

The reputation and status of the Dragon King were much higher than that of Dokgo Ujin.

No matter how much of a disciple he was, it would not be easy for him to push forward with his work with the authority of his teacher.

Above all, you don’t want to place an unnecessary burden on your student.

‘I have to understand.’

Anyway, that’s true.

Isn’t it a bit too much to openly show shame like this?

I knew he had that kind of personality, but I couldn’t help but feel mean.

‘Oh my father.’

Pangaju, who was watching, clicked his tongue.

If you want to make a recommendation, you should first research the person.

His father, who was from a large martial arts family, and himself had no objection to political marriages and took it for granted, but this was not the case for King Thunder.

As Pangaju, who investigated how he met his spouse and started a family, he couldn’t help but shed a bitter smile at the current situation.

An uncomfortable atmosphere was created.

It was at that time that the King of Dao, who had secretly looked away, was carelessly smoothing his beard.

“…!”

The first to notice something strange was Dokgo Woojin.

The soldiers following him looked puzzled as they suddenly pulled the reins and stopped in place.

Afterwards, the King of Dao also hardened his face in a scary way.

The eyes of the two absolute experts turned to the right.

Something foreign that stimulates a vast sense of energy.

It didn’t take long to realize what it was.

“Get ready.”

“What do you mean, prepare?”

“There will be a battle soon. “We must be prepared to respond as quickly as possible.”

The king’s hand, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, put a lot of strength into it.

The bulging tendons on the back of his hand gave us an idea of how much tension he was feeling.

He spoke in a heavy voice.

“The Demon Cultist is coming here.”

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