Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 159

# 159

Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 9

Chapter 44: The Lazy Man Enters (3)

As the horses charged madly, those blocking the road began to panic.

“What, what is this!”

“There was no such thing!”

They gathered after hearing that if they gathered enough numbers and pressured them, they would eventually have no choice but to hand over the supplies.

At first I was skeptical, but as we gathered one by one, this many people gathered.

'I can't not give this up.'

When we gathered together those who had participated in the emergency battle, the number was enormous.

They also never thought there would be this many. So they can't help but feel pressured.

I thought so too… … .

“No, what is that crazy guy trying to do!”

“Is it like you want to fight?”

“This much money?”

Even if they are just a flock of sheep, if they are surrounded by a flock of this size, even a wolf would be trampled to death.

There is no business in front of quantity. That is why openness is a scary place.

But those crazy guys were rushing in without hesitation, as if they were ignoring common sense.

“Lord, kill me!”

“Don’t panic! There are many more of us.”

Seeing the carriage approaching, people all drew their flags and started to run towards it.

“Wow!”

The cheers of the people resonated through the streets.

Later, the leading figure, Gugeom (口劍) Wonsang (圓床), recalled this incident as follows:

“I knew there were a lot of crazy people in the world, but when a crazy person is good at fighting, there’s no answer.”

“Hahahahaha!”

The madman who appears in the flashback of the old sword bursts out in rage on horseback.

“What’s so great about it!”

When Seomun Da-yeon screamed, Wi Yeon-ho answered.

“Wow! Horses are so much fun when I’m not riding them. I used to think I was going to die from riding a horse.”

“…….”

Were you thinking about whether riding a horse would be fun in this situation?

'Should I call it a beggar'?

Anyway, it was clear that it was not ordinary.

“Now it hits!”

When Seomun Da-yeon shouted, Wi Yeon-ho shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth.

“I have eyes too.”

A sword wrapped in cloth was pulled out from Wei Yanhu's waist. Wei Yanhu's sword then stretched straight up into the sky and began to emit a shining light.

The eyes of the people were focused on Wei Yanhui riding on horseback.

'What is that?'

They had already seen Wei Yanhu defeat the masters. But at that time, he only showed the appearance of striking with his sword. When Wei Yanhu’s sword began to emit light, the middle-ranking people were terrified and began to retreat.

“Come on!”

Wi Yeon-ho raised his sword and struck it down.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A dazzling light dazzled the room. At the same time, a splendid light that was too dazzling to look at was emanating.

Gugeom Wonsang, who had his eyes tightly shut, slowly opened them as soon as he felt the light shining before his eyes disappear.

"omg……."

Soon, Wonsang's eyes opened wide as if they were going to tear apart.

A huge pit was created right in front of his feet. The sword strike that Wei Yanhu had just delivered had cut through the ground as if it were clay.

Won Sang's body began to tremble as he saw the sight unfolding before his eyes.

'Hey, are these traces made by humans?'

With just one stroke of the sword?

This is almost at pond level.

Even the firearms used by the military would not be able to produce this kind of power.

“Uh, how…….”

Won-sang tried to accept the situation that he couldn't understand at all, but there was no need to do so.

Hehehehe!

The carriage carrying Wei Yanhui was rushing towards a huge, sunken pit.

“Eek?”

Wi Yeon-ho, while still mounted on his horse, struck Won-sang with his sword.

It was too fast to avoid.

Paaaaaaaang!

With the sound of a leather drum being struck, Wei Yanhu's sword struck Yuan Shang's buttocks.

Wonsang was soaring into the sky with his mouth wide open, unable to even scream due to the unspeakable pain he felt in his buttocks.

Regardless, Wei Yanhu continued speaking without looking back.

"let's go!"

Bang! Paaang! Paaaaang!

Wi Yeon-ho struck down everyone he saw in front of him.

Although he could not kill someone with his sword sheathed, Wei Yanho had no qualms about striking them. Moreover, these people had gathered to take away his secret weapon without paying a single penny.

There was not an ounce of conscience left.

“Rain, get out of the way! It’s coming this way!”

“Don’t push! There’s nowhere to go!”

Because there were so many people gathered, those who could not move freely could not run away even when they saw Wei Yanho running towards them.

“Run ahead! Run ahead!”

If you can't run away, you have no choice but to attack.

“Damn it, I can’t just send the emergency supplies away like this!”

“We are the majority! Don’t be afraid and pull us out!”

Those who were at a dead end began to rush towards Wi Yeon-ho. Wi Yeon-ho snickered at the sight.

"joy."

It is not Wei Yanho who would be afraid of the thieves rushing in. Wei Yanho swung his sword around and shouted.

“You can’t take it without paying!”

Seomun Dayeon's face distorted.

“Are you talking about money in the meantime?”

“If I don’t do it now, then when will I do it! Those guys are trying to take what’s mine for free! You should all go bald!”

Hearing those words, Musan vowed that one day he would designate that guy as a Shaolin monk.

“Amitabha!”

But now, I have no choice but to help Wi Yeon-ho.

“Eww! What is this?”

“Mom, is my body being pushed out?”

Shaolin martial arts were the most powerful martial arts in the world. If you put your mind to it, you could crush your opponent, but in this case, you could also push your opponent away with an unstoppable force.

The art of Shaolin.

As the great power of Prajna was unleashed, those who had been rushing towards the side of the carriage were pushed back.

“Amitabha, I understand your feelings, but it is not right to covet others’ belongings without receiving anything in return. Please step aside now.”

“What are you saying, you bald guy!”

Ugh!

A vein appeared on Musan's forehead.

“I’m not bald, I just have a shaved head…….”

“Die! Bald!”

“No way!”

Phew!

Musan, who had unknowingly swung his Baekboshin Kwon and sent the person who was rushing at him flying far into the sky, was surprised by his own actions and kept clasping his hands together and reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

“Amitabha! Amitabha!”

There's a basket in your heart! A basket!

No matter how angry you are, you still throw the Hundred Steps Sword at people without mercy!

“That bald guy is hitting people!”

“Eww!”

The legend of the Bloody Nahan, whose fists were said to never run dry, was beginning.

While Wi Yeon-ho and Musan were running wild, the person with the most brilliant achievements was, no matter what anyone said, Jo Murae… no, Gong Mu-jin.

“There’s a punk here! You guys!”

Gongmujin was spreading his sword like crazy, with naturalization gushing out of both eyes.

He was literally a sword demon himself.

“Take the sword of the rascal!”

The word “swindler” pierced his heart so deeply that Gong Mujin’s black sword was drawing plum blossoms in the empty space. People retreated in fear before its overwhelming majesty, but Gong Mujin’s sword was merciless.

“My anger is not appeased to this extent!”

Gong Mu-jin shouted and swung his sword repeatedly, and Lee Seol-hwa followed suit and swung her sword.

“No, this girl is cute in appearance…….”

“I can’t give you my disciple, you rascal!”

“Who asked for that?”

In the meantime, there was a public official who took care of Lee Seol-hwa.

“Okay.”

Eonhyo kept sighing as he struck out the people rushing at him.

“So, why do we…….”

“……If you have time to lament, take down at least one more person, Unhyung. At this rate, they won’t let us live.”

“Okay.”

This is not the place where the Unga Kwon is supposed to be used.

Eonhyo felt her heart burning black, but she had no choice but to push away the people around her.

At that moment, the carriage window opened with a creak, and Sanggwanhong popped his head out.

“It, it hurts so bad there that I can’t stand it. Could you please go a little slower?”

“…….”

Eonhyo looked up at the sky with slightly tearful eyes.

Where on earth did things get so twisted?

“Eww! These beggars!”

“Where do beggars who don’t even have two nyangs of gold show their teeth?”

“……Hey, let’s be careful what we say. More than half of the people here have borrowed money.”

“Ahem, sorry. I was short-sighted.”

The scribes chasing the carriage were first dealt with by those in the carriage and then beat up the rest.

It seemed that they also found it burdensome to confront them with real swords, so those with black swords struck those rushing toward them with their sword faces, and those with swords struck them with their swords.

The atmosphere was good at first.

First of all, Wi Yeon-ho and his group had already broken their momentum, and the skills of those rushing in were not that great.

But soon problems arose.

As the carriage passed halfway through the wall of people, the number of people rushing from behind increased. And as the carriage almost broke through the wall of people, most of the people began to chase after them.

I didn't realize it when I was breaking through, but when that many people started chasing me from behind, it felt like a huge wave was coming from behind. Everyone's faces started to turn pale as they watched the people rushing in like a dam had burst.

“Hey, hurry up!”

“If you get swept away there, you die!”

“Eww! Lead! Lead! Go quickly! Go quickly!”

Wei Shulian was terrified when he saw the crowd rushing towards him from the carriage and shouted.

“Oppa! Oppa! This isn’t a joke! We have to go faster!”

“Even if I want to go faster, I can’t!”

"why?"

“It’s a castle gate.”

As Wei Shulian turned his head, the great city walls of Luoyang came into view. And even the tightly closed city gates.

“Ah, no…….”

They say they've gotten through it relatively easily since they've gained momentum, but if they slow down, those guys will attack them. Then, they won't be able to finish it off without seeing blood like they did now.

“What should I do, brother? The gate is closed!”

“Just open it.”

“How do I open it? The gate doesn’t open at night. Shouldn’t I change direction?”

At Wei Shulian's words, Seomun Dayeon looked at Wei Yanhu with a worried expression.

“Can we keep going?”

“Trust me and go! Go straight!”

After saying that, Wi Yeon-ho stood up with both feet on his horse's back.

Seomun Da-yeon's heart suddenly began to feel uneasy as she caught a glimpse of the sinister smile on Wi Yeon-ho's lips.

“Wh, what are you trying to do?”

“Actually, I really wanted to try it at least once.”

"yes?"

“It’s a very good time, so let’s do it right. Then the door will definitely open.”

Wi Yeon-ho put his sword on his waist and began to laugh. Then he picked up a golden sword shining from his bosom and raised it above his head.

'Uh, that?'

Seomun Da-yeon's eyes widened.

The sentries guarding the gate were terrified when they saw the carriage charging into the gate.

“Stop! Stop!”

At that moment, a dazzling golden light emanated from the sword held by Wei Yanhu.

Wi Yeon-ho, holding high his sword that glowed golden, looked at the sentries with a solemn face, and then began to shout in a loud voice for the world to go away.

“Secret royal inspector! Come on out!”

The public servants who were following behind weakly lowered their swords and muttered.

“……There are all sorts of things.”