Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 504

◈ Battle of Ip-Hwang (4)

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It was literally a bloodbath.

From between the corpses of the people and horses piled up like a low valley, dark red blood flows out and seeps into the ground.

The aftermath of the yin yang.

The stench of the dead Sima Wei slowly grew stronger, and above that, the dry winter sunlight cast a white glow on the faces of the corpses. They were transparent because they were dead.

Again.

The sound of heavy horse hooves. The chief of Gunma Nokrim, who had crossed the forest alone with Jeongyeonshin, turned his horse’s head halfway.

Then he turned his head slightly to the side and looked down at Jeongyeonshin.

“Where in the world is there such a law?”

Taebaekbuwang Jegangcheon began to speak slowly. His voice was soft and his tone was somehow faintly sly.

“You have no idea how much time, energy, and money is spent on building a cavalry force of this size. At least, it shouldn’t have been crushed by a single note of the sword.”

He said.

In fact, at this moment, the battlefield south of the main gate of Ip Hwang Seong was extremely quiet.

“… … .”

Not only did the ronin who sold their sword skills for money freeze, but even many of the thirteen thousand masters stepped back and looked at the blood sea of Inma with astonished eyes.

Only a few of them were able to regroup by forcibly flying here and there.

On the other hand, the true masters were either catching their breath or taking a morning nap.

As if something absolute was standing nearby, guarding them. Not a single one of them moved rashly on the walls.

There were many people who had not actually seen the beautiful island of Jeongyeonshin because they were busy with their missions.

Trust in hierarchy.

The word blind is fitting. This is especially true for those who have spent their lives in the imperial palace since childhood.

Throughout history, all purple colors have surpassed the expectations of nature masters.

Shincheonhwa, Mayeonjeok, Shinbyeok, Yongheemyeong.

They are all legends of the martial arts world. The sunset was a miraculous color that bloomed and fell in Yangyang.

Purur-

The sole surviving member of the Gunma Green Forest, the warhorse of the General Chaeju, grunted low. From the mouth of the fine horse, which had become so hot that its body temperature was rising, a faint breath escaped, whether from fear or a sense of pride.

The battle horse’s gaze, filled with colorless eyes, slanted towards Jeongyeonshin.

Then, the general looked at Jeongyeonshin from his battle horse, then smiled faintly.

“Your Majesty, you have good taste.”

“… … .”

“That axe you threw away, a strong axe… It’s my son’s. It had that precious iron mixed in it. It was the work of a famous Yao tribe general in the north. It’s a precious piece of stolen goods.”

His words continued calmly.

“It was wasted like the lives of our unmanned soldiers, but it seems to have been put to good use… That should be enough.”

It meant that among those whose lifelines had just been cut off by Jeongyeonshin, there were children. However, the tone of voice was as if he was just talking about the death of his subordinate.

Jeongyeonshin did not answer.

ha-

White steam rises from the corner of his mouth.

It was the exhalation of the mind.

At this moment, Jeong Yeon-shin was cooling down her Baihui point by inhaling and exhaling the breath of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi. Naturally, this was due to the recoil of the sword.

This technique has now become a decisive weapon in the battle of the waves. The higher its power, the harder it is to abuse.

Especially not those who let their guard down, and even more so after having destroyed the entire force of a large wave that had been charging in with such a worldly method just now.

The general lost his subordinates who had casted the Akwi Gwancheonha spell together with him, and Jeong Yeon-sin took on the burden of a huge battle in the upper ranks by annihilating them all at once.

“Your Majesty, you are….”

The chief secretary, who had been staring blankly at him, smiled brightly.

“You breathe like a human. Well, the outline of your body is different… Strictly speaking, there is no spirit imitating a human. It is very creepy to see this in person.”

Words and actions that seem to test Jeongyeonshin’s physical condition and weaknesses.

It’s not like I’ve just suffered a great loss. With bandits everywhere in the world, does that mean I can replenish my men at any time?

“you.”

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly opened her mouth. The opponent was an enemy who had tried to crush Ip Hwang-seong with cavalry martial arts. There was no reason to repay him with respect.

“Turn completely this way.”

He spoke.

It wasn’t the general manager who reacted immediately to those words.

Behind Jeong Yeon-shin, a middle-aged man and woman, each holding an axe and a spear, opened their eyes wide. They were the masters who had survived the sword fight.

“Behave properly.”

“No matter how purple your status is, there are manners you must observe! That person…!”

The conduct of the two men was like that of generals in a military army.

The slight drop in the pitch at the end of the tone is due to the dialect from beyond the north, but the power in the voice was still strong, giving off a feeling of sharp refinement.

His origins are different from those of bandits.

There must have been a deep reason for opening up Gunma Green Forest, but Jeong Yeon-shin only muttered briefly.

“The lower ones are opening their mouths.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

The general manager bowed and offered an apology.

He was standing sideways with his steed.

Because of that, the backs of the heads hanging from the opposite waist could be seen here and there, but it was impossible to discern their exact facial features.

Phew!

Meanwhile, the breath of the battle horse, which seemed to be close to a spirit, suddenly began to connect with the exhalation of the general and white smoke.

Like any other great wave inspection, a powerful wave of aerodynamic energy was generated to boost the energy of both sides. It was some kind of mounted martial arts technique.

He, like Jeong Yeon-shin, is preparing to leave the country.

Even though he must have been able to gauge Jeong Yeon-shin’s condition with his expert eyes, he wasted time telling stories as if he were a scholar of the Academy.

Of course, it won’t be an ordinary, extraordinary blow.

In the meantime, loud, deliberately-exploded battle cries rang out from all directions.

[Get started!]

[Anyway, only the author is purple!]

[Detour! Let’s take a detour to where Haeil Kwoncheon is! We can get there before Yeonhwa Natara!]

Hundreds have died, but hundreds more still remain on the walls on either side of the main gate, breathing with inner energy.

If the northern front had not collapsed, the Imperial Army would have risen up along with the traitor’s name. However, at this point, it was a battle that the remaining Imperial soldiers in the castle had to take full responsibility for.

Parak! Jejeong!

There are a lot of enemies in the Yellow Emperor’s castle.

Those who quickly run over the wall to avoid the Jeongyeonshin. The hems of their clothes flutter violently and shock waves of light burst out from everywhere.

The battlefield began to move again. We had already confirmed one of the big mistakes made by the new sword master.

It is impossible for the world’s most powerful masters of the Great Wave Faction not to devise a method of destruction.

Do not approach.

While the other thirteen heavenly beings are blocking Jeongyeonshin, he moves while avoiding him as much as possible.

Even though it was overwhelming, it was not possible to suppress them with just one exit.

Since the new sword master’s techniques were as absurd as the previous wide-area arts, the repercussions that would spread throughout the martial arts world when the signboard of Ip Hwang Seong was dropped would also be very large.

“Come to think of it, the evil one has been hit by one misfortune after another.”

The general manager opened his mouth as if he had remembered something. This time, he was talking to Aksurim, who was standing next to Jeongyeonshin.

“As far as I know, the previous head of the family suffered disappointment at the Hwasanjiyak and closed down, and the current head of the family took over the family not long ago… I’m talking about the Mujuchangjeol (珷柱槍絶) Akdaegyeong (岳大鯨). I heard he’s Shinchang’s great-nephew. Is that right?”

“… … .”

“It is a sad story. I offer my sincere condolences.”

Then he neatly puts both hands together and raises them.

It was an extremely polite fist gesture. Unlike the martial arts practitioners who simply clench their fists with their hands wide open, he even slightly bowed his head. It was a gesture similar to that of a scholar.

The expression on Aksurim’s face disappeared as he saw the behavior of the general manager.

It was a sight that Jeong Yeon-shin had never remembered. Jeong Yeon-shin had disappeared from her sight, and it was clear that only the chief of the gang, Je Kang-cheon, remained.

“He was not guilty. He was just caught up in the flow of the times.”

Pfft!

At the moment when he brought down the axe with a gesture of his hand, the dust split left and right like waves.

As if he was concentrating on his energy while spitting out words as if he had achieved the ultimate Samhwachwijeong, before he knew it, the space began to distort along the lines of Jegangcheon and the battle horse. It was a sign of a departure.

He said.

“The troubled times are fair to everyone, like an avalanche. They rush in without distinction between the wicked and the good, the rulers and the commoners, the martial arts lords and the bandits. This lowly bandit needed the heads of the noble Palgaju. He had to make a name for himself as quickly as possible.”

“I told you to rush in.”

Aksurim nodded lowly, but at this moment, she was not a famous spearman in the martial arts world, but an unarmed warrior with the power of a public sword.

A single spear worn as an accessory on the waist is all that is worn as armament.

That’s why he threw a spear to block Jeong Yeon-shin’s path ahead.

Even in his best condition, he was in no condition to show his will to live in the face of a great enemy that was difficult to handle, but at this moment, Aksurim took a step forward without even pulling out the short spear on his back. With a blank expression on his small face.

Sarak.

When her black sleeves flapped dangerously.

Hwaaaaah!

Suddenly, a pure white beam of light roughly cut through the air and brushed past Jeongyeonshin’s hand, spinning around in the air before being sucked into Aksurim’s grasp and caught.

The spear she had thrown earlier had returned to Jeongyeonshin after Mancheonhwa’s absorption.

For the first time since the chief debt collector sang the song, her gaze glanced at Jeong Yeon-shin. However, he was still only looking at the chief debt collector’s waist.

“I told you to look back properly.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. Before he knew it, his breathing had become calm and slow.

The total number of votes has drawn a line.

“I’m not quite ready yet, so can you wait a little longer? Originally, a cavalry charge would often end in a single stop… Anyway, this plan was prepared by the Yeo Ryeong-ju for a very long time. It was basically created with the expectation of a long war. Even while you’re here, your enemies will continue to swarm you. They are enemies that Ip Hwang-seong has created over a very long period of time.”

Again.

“so.”

The general turned slowly with his horse. Even at that moment when he was completely facing Jeongyeonshin, he continued speaking slowly.

“Don’t think it will end quickly. I guarantee you that this fight will drag on like a long rainstorm. The weight of the favors that Ip Hwang-seong has earned while supporting the peace of the world is like that. We have many reinforcements, and you are the only reinforcement, right?”

Jeongyeonshin didn’t respond. Then Aksurim also stopped walking.

The faces tied to the waist of the chief secretary, Je Kang-cheon, finally looked at the main gate’s corridor that must have been very familiar to them.

A beautiful head of a noble family and a face wrapped in bandages that makes it difficult to see the facial features.

It was Soyeon Daeju and Myeongryu Daeju.

“They did their best. You, Ip Hwang Seong Ja Saek, shouldn’t blame them both.”

“We mourn them.”

The male and female masters of Gunma Green Forest said this from behind.

Jeong Yeon-shin and Ak Su-rim were surrounded by the chieftain and his men in front and behind, with the pile of Inma’s corpses on one side.

at the same time.

[Yong- Hee- Myung-!]

Kwaaaaang!

The giant human figure, who had landed with both feet rubbing hard against the ground, threw those held in his grasp by the Muryonghoeju Hyukryunpungwol to the sides.

Kookung!

The middle-aged man with the prosthetic leg, who had flipped over in midair, was pushed out, getting down on one knee, while the tall, skinny swordsman was pinned to the ground, creating a furrow.

Each was the Shingumdan Mugeukjeonju and Changcheondaeju.

“Jeongmyeong…!”

Mugeukjeonju, who suddenly raised his head, looked at Soyeondaeju’s head and sank to his knees. On the other hand, Changcheondaeju was unable to stand up immediately as he had difficulty controlling his body.

Another thing that made him look like he was dead was that his pulse was very faint.

Hyukryunpungwol clicked his tongue and opened his mouth.

“Mugeukdae, or is it Mugeukjeon now? You really have a knack for capturing people. They say that Mugeuk Mumaek is on par with Seomyemumaek in Iphwangseong, but I don’t think that’s really an exaggeration.”

“… … .”

“Ah, Seomye. It’s been a while. You were truly amazing earlier. Using such a refined sound technique with a blade? It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that your internal energy skills have reached the heavens. Next time, let me try it too. It seems like it would be quite thrilling. Shouldn’t you take Yongheemyung’s place here?”

It was a quiet chat.

In this way, the leader of the Muryonghoe displayed the madness that was well known in the martial arts world, and proved that the world’s martial arts world had gathered in Yangyang without any special declaration of war.

But none of the masters of Ip Hwang Seong responded to those words.

Hyukryunpungwol whetted their appetites. Their eyes were focused on Gunma Nokrim’s general Chaeju.

“Well, it’s the same for me if my disciples or comrades die. It’s truly heartbreaking, but on the path to achieving the ultimate martial arts, what use is the loss of such insignificant lives…!”

He stopped talking.

That is why, at some point, a blue-white light began to flicker in the young man’s purple eyes.

My eyes were completely rolled back. I wasn’t in my right mind.

The eyes move diagonally up and down, left and right, like rays of light, with a soft vibration sound. A faint afterimage of light remains along with the eerie, murderous gaze.

Countless fleeting thoughts flowed from Jeongyeonshin’s eyes into his brain, and in an instant, translucent winds blew like clouds from the palms of his hands that he stretched out behind him, taking over the rear.

A rain of flowers filling the sky.

Phew!

Jeong Yeon-shin mixed the words in her head like crazy. Now, she was sick of her knowledge of martial arts.

Everything was already in his mind, all that was really needed was a suitable mind for the technique.

‘Ten complete. Outside the path.’

Woof woof woof!!

Weapons that have lost their masters, including axes, spears, and swords.

Hundreds of flying objects that were scattered like tombstones on the battlefield rise up and drop dust.

Just like when the Ten Martial Arts Master of Sacheon, Manbyeongje, showed off his eighteen martial arts skills, each with a slightly different appearance, or a sight like a sea of clouds created by the Cheon Geuk Munju with a single stroke of his foot.

“… … .”

The same scene immediately appeared in the eyes of the Chieftain Je Kang-cheon, the war horse he was riding, and the two remaining masters of the Gunma Green Forest.

“today.”

The image of a young man in purple robes, his mouth moving expressionlessly, his back turned to a sea of countless weapons. It was another face of extreme murderous intent.

The new sword master said.

“Kangho dies.”

It was the beginning of the Great War of Invasion.