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Taejonbirok Volume 23, Episode 3
Chapter 123: The Lazy Jumps In (3)
Close your mouth for a moment.
Gaze.
Thousands of eyes were on him.
Feeling intimidated by someone's gaze is an experience I've never experienced before. Having lived without a shred of shame, I've never feared the gaze of others.
The reason why these gazes feel burdensome now is probably because the heart of Kwon Geuk, once as clear as a clean spring, has been seeped into turbid, muddy water.
Biting her lips tightly.
He is a master of power.
And he is the leader of the political alliance.
The leader of the Jeongmu Alliance must do what Sima Qianse could not do.
“Are you confused?”
The deep, deep voice of the sage slowly spread out.
Eyes gather. Eyes that crush people.
“There is only one thing to think about.”
Kwon Geuk's hand pointed to Baekgeomseong. The reason his seemingly confident fingertips trembled slightly was something no one but Kwon Geuk could have guessed.
“The enemy.”
“…….”
The eyes became determined.
If Kwon Geuk had continued to make excuses here, the morale would have plummeted without end. After all, having many excuses means having many mistakes.
But the power was resolutely drawing out their will.
“Are you going to die?”
Although the words were cut off from both the beginning and the end, everyone could tell what the cut words were.
Whatever happens.
Whatever the circumstances and resentment.
No one is willing to give up their necks.
“If you have any doubts, ask me.”
A great energy began to form in Kwon Geuk's fist.
"I will bear all your sins. I will take responsibility. If history asks, I will answer."
A booming voice.
A body that is throbbing as if it will explode.
It seemed like everyone was being sucked into Kwon Geuk.
"So, draw your swords. Slay the enemy. Prove, here and now, that you are the guardians of this Central Plain!"
There is no logic and no justification.
But people boil over.
“Jeongmu Alliance!”
"insect!"
“Don’t let go of my back.”
Kwon Geuk turned around and started walking ahead.
That huge back.
Those who saw the huge back that seemed like it could carry a mountain began to see life return to their eyes.
Follow.
A voice that seems to ring in my head.
Kwon Geuk started leading everyone forward with his back.
“Is it really true that Kwon Geuk is Kwon Geuk?”
Baek Hoe-myeong shrugged his shoulders at the sight.
“I expected it, but it’s not fun at all.”
I didn't think the political alliance would fall into self-imposed chaos simply by revealing the past. Justification is something that gains strength later. For a justification to truly be valid, it must be passed down, recounted, and talked about.
That role will be played by those who are watching.
'It depends on the result.'
Baek Hoe-myeong looked at the onlookers with contempt.
They will watch to the end to see who will emerge victorious. If Baekgeomseong wins, their resentment will quickly spread.
It was clear that the few words that had been spoken would swell and swell, and the Jeongmu Alliance would become a group that could not get along.
And what if Baekgeomseong loses?
Word will spread that the remnants of the Mangeom Baekga faction were beheaded for spouting nonsense.
That's how people are, and that's how rumors are.
Even though he already knew that fact, Baek Hoe-myeong couldn't hide his contempt.
These are the people who came all the way here to witness people being killed and slaughtered. How can we have any respect for such people?
"after……."
Baek Hoe-myeong brushed back his flowing hair.
“Your Majesty.”
“I know.”
Baek Hoe-myeong waved his hand.
'It's almost time.'
They will soon find out that this is their territory.
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“……I can’t……go any further.”
There was no strength in Jang Il's voice.
But unfortunately, there was no one by his side to encourage and motivate him.
"me too."
“……If I die, I die.”
Musan and Pengdu were rolling on the floor. Zhuge Liang, perhaps out of respect, managed to stand, but his face was pale and he looked anything but normal.
“Those weaklings.”
Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue at the sight.
Jang Il was upset, but he didn't have the strength to fight Wi Yeon-ho right now.
'I almost died.'
Jang-il was usually quite the jokester, but his current behavior was anything but. He really didn't have the strength to lift a finger.
'Those damn bastards.'
The Demonic Cult pursued them with a truly terrifying ferocity. Looking back, I can't quite understand how I managed to escape their relentless clutches.
Wi Yeon-ho was right.
If they had intended to kill them, Jang Il, even if not Wei Yanho or Wi Jeonghan, would not have survived. However, their actions were clearly aimed at capturing them.
So, after a precarious tightrope walk, I was able to escape their clutches.
“Hey, Pengdo-geuk.”
"……uh."
“Are you alive?”
“……I think he’s dead.”
“Yes, may you be reborn in paradise.”
Among them, the one who suffered the most was Peng Do-geuk. His skills were not on par with those of Wei Yan-ho or Musan. While he was certainly strong, he was inadequate to lead the front line. Nevertheless, Peng Do-geuk defended his position without complaint until the very end.
'That bastard.'
Perhaps the pendulum will become stronger. Those who cross the line repeatedly will inevitably receive a price.
“Shouldn’t we go quickly?”
“Hey, Inma!”
Jang-il suddenly sat up.
“Look at the person’s appearance and urge them on. Do you see anyone in good condition right now?”
“Ugh.”
Even Wei Yanhu was unable to refute this time.
It can't be helped.
The sight of the group he saw was so tattered that even the word "ragged" could not fully describe it. Their clothes were practically nothing more than rags, and even those were stained with blood, turning them into a dark red rag.
The body visible through it was also engraved with countless small wounds.
It's a blessing that I didn't suffer a fatal injury while I was hurting as much as I did.
“Ugh.”
Of course, there were those who were spared by that fate. Wi Jeong-han untied the bandage tied around his shoulder. Even though it was called a bandage, it was nothing more than a piece of torn clothing tied together.
“Tsk.”
A piece of cloth, hardened by blood, fell from the wound with a squeak. Wi Yeon-ho was disgusted by the sight.
“Heeeeek!”
That looks so painful.
Although Wi Yeon-ho had a certain tolerance for pain, he was still not used to seeing a wound dripping with blood.
“What a fuss.”
Wi Jeong-han looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a pitiful expression as he removed the rest of the bandage.
“It’s healed a little.”
“That’s right.”
Wi Jeong-han nodded, looking at her shoulder.
The wound split the flesh open, revealing the bone, but the flesh inside was seeping out. I clenched and unclenched my fist, and while it felt numb, movement was not significantly impeded.
“I got it for cheap.”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed.
Even if they cut off each limb, I would still be lucky if I survived. That's how vicious they were.
It was fortunate that we escaped their clutches, but that didn't make things any better.
“What do we do now?”
At Wi Yeon-ho's words, Wi Jeong-han looked back at Jang Il. Then Jang Il straightened up.
“Do you have any orders?”
“Where exactly am I now?”
"hmm……."
Jang-il seemed to be thinking for a moment, then opened his mouth.
“It will be around the middle of Cheonghae.”
"already?"
“Because I ran like crazy.”
“That’s true.”
Wi Jeong-han stroked his chin.
Cheonghae, Cheonghae… … .
“Where is the nearest sect from here?”
“It’s ambiguous. It’s closer to Ami below, and closer to the volcano to the side.”
“I see.”
Qinghai was a land beyond the influence of the Zhengwu Alliance. While not completely abandoned like Xinjiang, it was difficult to achieve anything there.
In the end, I have to go to Sichuan or Shaanxi… … .
“Wouldn’t Sacheon be better?”
Jang-il asked back.
“Sacheon?”
"Yes. There's something a bit awkward about Hwasan. If we go there, they probably won't welcome us. In that case, wouldn't it be easier to get things done if we went to Sacheon, where we have some friendly relations?"
That made sense.
But Wi Jeong-han's choice was different.
“I’m going to Seomseo.”
“Are you talking about a volcano?”
Wi Jeong-han nodded.
“Why?”
"Because arriving isn't the end. If possible, it's better to go to Hwasan, where you can quickly join the political alliance."
“Hmm.”
Jang Il did not offer any further objections.
It was Zhuge Liang who presented a counterargument.
“But Daehyeop, joining is difficult.”
“Why?”
“Even if we join, I don’t think we can do anything great.”
"The situation has changed dramatically. We need to report their movements."
Zhuge Liang sighed.
“It’s already too late.”
“…….”
"It took too long to shake them off. Even if we were to deliver the news now, they'd likely make their move before our message could reach them."
“Ugh.”
The wise man let out a sigh.
I knew Zhuge Liang's words were right. But I couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
"If we stop by the Jeongmu Alliance branch on our way to Sacheon, we can relay the news. We must go to Sacheon. From there, we can mobilize the Cheonui Alliance. To counter the incoming Demonic Cult, we need to be able to mobilize our forces. Hwasan will respect us, but he will absolutely not accept our opinions."
Wi Jeong-han was troubled.
That makes sense. Unsure which way to choose, Wi Jeong-han turned his head to look at his dumbfounded son.
“What do you think?”
"yes?"
“Where do you think we should go now?”
“Infinite.”
"huh?"
“Infinite.”
"……why?"
Wi Jeong-han asked blankly.
Infinite? Why does infinite appear here?
“What do you think war is about?”
“Well…….”
Troops? Or soldiers?
"War is fought with money. Without money, supplies fail, and without supplies, everyone starves."
“That’s true.”
"Then we need to secure funding first. That's the first thing we need to do. That's the only way we can fight without starving."
“A lifeline?”
Wi Jeong-han tilted his head.
“Are you saying there is a lifeline to infinity?”
"yes."
“Have you hidden a treasure in Infinity?”
“It’s not a treasure, it’s money.”
“Huh?”
When Wi Jeong-han looked bewildered, Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
"By now, you've probably saved up a ton. Since it's money you won't be able to spend in your lifetime anyway, let's at least make a little bit of a splash."
“…….”
"So, we're going to Wuhan! If we can stop by Luoyang on the way, we'll do so. I need to discuss it with Grandfather."
Wi Jeong-han looked at his child who was laughing and having fun and one thought came to mind.
Maybe this war… … .
That it might move in a completely different direction than he thought.