Chapter 378 - Why did North Jin fail?
Ha Nam.
Uguksa.
Wang Muyang, the White Tiger of the Golden Guard, crossed the lake garden and entered the Jeopinjeon Hall without hesitation.
Yeon Jeok-ha, Gu Cheon-no and Shen-tong also followed him.
Wang Wuyang turned around and looked at Lian Qihe and old sim with perplexed eyes.
Yeon Jeok-ha stepped forward because he was looking for an explanation.
"Don't mind me because he's like my shadow."
“… … .”
Suddenly, a look of discomfort crossed Wang Muyang's face.
He was embarrassed by an uninvited guest intervening in the secret mission of the Geumuiwi.
However, he did not let go of the fact that he was accompanied by an old stranger.
Several lives are at stake in this mission.
Yeonjeokha is one of them.
So he had to respect his choice.
“Please wait a moment.”
After Wang Muyang showed Yeon Jeokhe a town, he disappeared into the hallway.
Maybe an hour (15 minutes) has passed?
Wang Mu-yang returned with Dong Yu-soo, the southern Jin warrior of the Golden Guard, and about 30 other warriors.
The eyes of the jeokha naturally scanned them.
‘Thirty warriors in black robes and three sorcerers… … .’
Despite the change of clothes, the armed forces of the warriors are souchundo, that is, the golden uiwi.
However, the sorcerers seemed to have gathered from here and there, and there was no uniformity in their attire.
Recognizing the old sim, Dong Yu-soo smiled and patted Wang Mu-yang on the shoulder.
Only then did Wang Muyang's hardened face straighten.
When Dong Yu-soo stepped out in front of the group, everyone held their breath and listened to him.
“This is the Yeonnamcheon Small Gorge. Excellent in martial arts and magic, I invited you. The old man next to him serves Yeon So-hyeop, so you don't have to be wary.”
At the introduction of Dong Yu-soo, the three magicians glanced at the jeokha.
It seemed that he was curious about his identity as he excelled in martial arts and magic.
“Geosa is tomorrow, Yuan Shao ( January 15th of the lunar calendar). Until then, stay in close quarters. I repeat, but the magician has only one mission. Supporting warriors from the rear. All of you, just block the magic of the famous religion. Then, when the warriors signal, avoid the consequences and avoid them. The warriors will secure your retreat.”
The three sorcerers shook their heads.
As if they already knew the details of the plan, no one asked any questions about the mission.
Dong Yu-soo gave a few cautions and went back.
Thirty warriors naturally dispersed with only five remaining.
Among the remaining warriors, there was Jin Woo-saeng, but he did not go to visit and ignore it.
The three sorcerers approached Yeonjeokha and Simtong.
Among them, the elderly man who seemed to be the eldest introduced himself first.
“I is said to be the white priority of the forward wave.”
He opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The Qianzhen sect, which belongs to the Chilpai sect, is a Taoist sect with Wang Zhongyang as its founder.
It was not common for the progressive faction to be involved in the killing of a famous religious priest.
That much means that, no matter how confident he is in this mission, Chilpamun is not afraid of the famed religion.
“I am Yeonnamcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple.”
Even when he was young, he revealed that he came from a non-partisan faction.
There was no reason to hide it because he was not the head of the family anyway.
Baek Woo-sun naturally looked at Sim-tong, but Sim-tong turned away from his gaze.
“Yeon So-hyeop, may I ask who accompanied you?”
When the old man did not voluntarily step forward, Baek Woo-seon attacked Yeonnamcheon.
“He is the one who serves me. You don't have to care.”
Baek Woo-seon didn’t ask any more questions about Yeon Jeok-ha’s concise answer.
Any attendant was either a subordinate or a servant, so further conversation was meaningless.
Two sorcerers belatedly joined the conversation.
“Oldbu is the anchor of the mother-child school.”
“It’s the moon red field of Cheonseonbu.”
Mosanpa and Cheonseonbu were a political faction with a high reputation throughout the world for their psychic magic.
Although he is weak in martial arts, he was more famous than Chilpamun in the field of psychic arts.
I exchanged greetings with them one by one.
Even after Tong Seong-myeong was over, the three magicians did not leave Yeon Jeok-ha's side.
They couldn't mix with the warriors, so they gathered together with the sorcerers.
Suddenly, Wolhongjang asked.
“By the way, how much does the Yeonso-hyeop know about this mission?”
"what?"
Wolhongjang glanced at Baek Woo-seon at Yeon Jeok-ha's question.
He gave a glance that Baek Woo-seon was fine.
If he had come this far, he would have already been on the same boat.
“Hum, our goal is to kill the scheming priest of the famous religion who goes in and out of the imperial family. It can be said that it is an impossible mission without considerable skill and courage. I asked because I was curious if Sohyeop had such a resolution.”
Wolhongjang gazed intently at Yeonnamcheon.
In fact, he was curious about his skills, not his determination, but he couldn't say that outright.
Surprisingly, however, the other party was not intimidated by the famous priest's voice.
“Yes, I am prepared. Are you okay?”
Then old sim had been hearing next to him shook his shoulders and made him giggle.
The sorcerers' gazes turned to old sim and Yuyeopdo hanging from his waist.
If it wasn't for Yoo Yeop-do, there would have been a lot of profanity.
However, the sword calmed the magicians' anger.
Wolhongjang decided to give up his interest in the one-day puppy Yeonnamcheon and his rude subordinate.
Now I had no choice but to trust Dong Yoo-soo's eyes.
That night.
After dinner, Cheonho Neungga-gyeong, the golden guard, summoned the people.
“I will divide the warriors into three groups. Follow me as the servant’s name, Wang Moo-yang as the fire name, and Dan Yeo-cheong as Jeonggok-cheon.”
“Honorable name!”
Congjongmyeong, Pohwamyeong, and Jeonggokcheon, who were the generals, answered in unison.
With that, the composition of the raid team was over.
There was nothing more to do as each gun was leading ten small flags.
Afterwards, the gaze of the Neungga-kyung turned to the sorcerers.
“Baek Doin will be with me. Goh should act together with Wang Muyang, and Wol should act together with Dan Yeocheong.”
Baek Woo-seon, Go Jeong-won, and Wolhong-jang silently nodded their heads.
Baek Woo-seon suddenly asked.
“However, it seems that the position of the newly joined Yeonsohyeop has not been decided. Who will he make him move with?”
“The Yeonsohyup will be with Dongdaein.”
For an instant, Baek Woo-seon's eyebrows furrowed.
Dong Yu-soo was the best master and the person in charge of this gig.
He is not himself, so why did Yeonnamcheon assist Dong Yusu?
Baek Woo-sun secretly hurt his pride, but he didn't ask why.
'After all, if there is a real battle, high and low will be covered.'
It was not too late to go and hit the loud sound then.
At that time, Wang Muyang, the white tiger, came out and hung a map of the grounds of Konkuksa Temple on one wall.
Neungga-gyeong pointed to the map and explained the operation.
Listening to Neungga-kyung's words, he turned his head to one side with a smile.
Jin Woo-saeng, who was hoping for it, was listening intently with his eyes shining.
For some reason, he laughed as he was watching Jin Woo-seng, who was working hard on the top of the gold table.
Seeing this, the old sim whispered in Yeonjeokha's ear.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
"you do not have to know."
When Yeon Jeok-ha didn't seem to be able to answer, old sim changed the topic.
“Looking at the fact that Geumuiwi is taking sorcerers with him, he must have been in trouble with the sorcery?”
"I think so."
He nodded his head in a condescending tone whenever the old sim said something next to him.
“… … When Dan Yeo-qing lures the escorts into escaping, Wang Mu-yang should hit the rear and enter. When that time comes... … .”
The old man who was talking narrowed his eyes.
Two people whispering in the back are annoying.
Did you say Yeonnamcheon and his old clothes?
I don't know where the hell he got these things from.
He doesn't have any specific assignments, so the distraction is understandable.
But that's why I only use it when I show a relaxed look like that.
“There, Yeon Sohyup. If it's not related to the mission, please be quiet.”
“Ah, yes.”
Yeonjeokha pricked Heartong's side.
Old sim winced and shrank his body, but his face was still devoid of tension.
the next morning.
Geumuiwi and the sorcerers formed groups of 11 and left the folding match.
***
Ha Nam.
Founding History.
around noon.
An old monk with a white beard walked to Daeungbojeon Hall with hundreds of attendants carrying colorful flags.
The abbot and elders of the founding history lined up in front of Daeungbojeon Hall as if to greet them.
When the group of monks in the field arrived in front of the Daeungbojeon Hall, the head priest Mangong of Konkuksa Temple approached with quick steps.
"welcome. I've been waiting for the priest to come since morning.”
The judge at the scene responded with a calm smile.
“Mangong Ambassador. Thank you for being so right. It's been a while since I met the ambassador... … .”
It wasn't until the judge's words were finished.
On the roof of the Daeungbojeon Hall, dozens of men in black with horns abruptly rose up.
Soon after, the arrow flew towards Xuanzang Xuanzang.
Shhh-.
"It's an ambush!"
The escorts of the field mage rushed forward like the wind and swung their swords.
The arrows failed to reach Xuanzang Xuanzang and all broke in the middle.
The monks of Konkuksa screamed at the sudden attack and turned and ran away.
The entourage of Xuanzang Xuanzang, who did not know martial arts, also scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts.
Not everyone ran away.
In front of the Daeungbojeon, the guards of the priests of the field gathered in an orderly manner.
The number reached fifty or so.
Chun Ji-rim, the captain of the escort, drew his sword and stood in front of the on-site judge.
“Master, the reckless bastards may have tried their hand at the seal. Just die!”
The on-the-spot magistrate silently swept around him.
While I was breathing for a while, about twenty escorts rushed behind Daeungbojeon Hall.
There are only about thirty escorts left.
Judging from the actions of the raiders who were in perfect order, they weren't babbling.
The judge at the scene turned around with a trembling face.
It's time to go back the way the field magistrate and his escorts came.
This time, about a dozen black righteous people from the Cheonwangjeon side ran quickly.
The escort at the rear was caught in a melee.
The escorts had the upper hand in numbers, but the war situation was not good.
This is because the martial arts of the black righteous men who rushed like wolves were superior to the guards of the Xuanzang master.
The men in black left the match and quickly escaped to the Nahanjeon.
There really was no lightning flash.
Some of the escorts, full of poison, rushed towards Arhanjeon.
Now there were only ten escorts left.
It's time for the Xuanzang masters and escorts to enter the yard between the bell and drum towers.
Cheonho Neunggakyung Firearms Engagement Name and Leading ten small groups, he blocked the front.
Chun Ji-rim, the captain of the escort, stepped forward and shouted.
“Who are you guys to block the Magistrate’s way! Aren’t you afraid of famous schools and the imperial family!”
Instead of answering, Neung Ga-kyung pulled out a soochun sword and ran forward.
The name of the gunman and ten other sergeants followed.
Jin Woo-saeng, the hoped-for, ran after Jong Myung with his eyes wide open.
'can win! No, I win!’
The field mage's escorts were numerous, but their skills were mediocre.
He is a military officer who is recognized for his competence on the throne, although he is at the bottom of his wish in this position. There are ten masters who have passed the military examination under him.
In a word, it is elite.
Maybe that's why the escorts of Xuanzang Xuanzang were cut like autumn leaves with a single sword.
It seemed that one group could easily take on about twenty or thirty escorts.
In fact, Baekho Wang Mu-yang and Dan Yeo-cheong's Joe did just that.
Even more so, in his group, there is the Cheonho Neunggagyeong, which is far superior to the Baekho.
Where is that?
Namjin warrior Dong Yoo-soo, who is more advanced than Cheonho Neungga-gyeong, must be looking for an opportunity.
'The escorts are at this level, so why did the advance north fail?'
The other hopefuls running side by side with Jin Woo-saeng looked confident as if they were thinking the same thing.
Chapter 378 - Why did North Jin fail?
Ha Nam.
Uguksa.
Wang Muyang, the White Tiger of the Golden Guard, crossed the lake garden and entered the Jeopinjeon Hall without hesitation.
Yeon Jeok-ha, Gu Cheon-no and Shen-tong also followed him.
Wang Wuyang turned around and looked at Lian Qihe and old sim with perplexed eyes.
Yeon Jeok-ha stepped forward because he was looking for an explanation.
"Don't mind me because he's like my shadow."
“… … .”
Suddenly, a look of discomfort crossed Wang Muyang's face.
He was embarrassed by an uninvited guest intervening in the secret mission of the Geumuiwi.
However, he did not let go of the fact that he was accompanied by an old stranger.
Several lives are at stake in this mission.
Yeonjeokha is one of them.
So he had to respect his choice.
“Please wait a moment.”
After Wang Muyang showed Yeon Jeokhe a town, he disappeared into the hallway.
Maybe an hour (15 minutes) has passed?
Wang Mu-yang returned with Dong Yu-soo, the southern Jin warrior of the Golden Guard, and about 30 other warriors.
The eyes of the jeokha naturally scanned them.
‘Thirty warriors in black robes and three sorcerers… … .’
Despite the change of clothes, the armed forces of the warriors are souchundo, that is, the golden uiwi.
However, the sorcerers seemed to have gathered from here and there, and there was no uniformity in their attire.
Recognizing the old sim, Dong Yu-soo smiled and patted Wang Mu-yang on the shoulder.
Only then did Wang Muyang's hardened face straighten.
When Dong Yu-soo stepped out in front of the group, everyone held their breath and listened to him.
“This is the Yeonnamcheon Small Gorge. Excellent in martial arts and magic, I invited you. The old man next to him serves Yeon So-hyeop, so you don't have to be wary.”
At the introduction of Dong Yu-soo, the three magicians glanced at the jeokha.
It seemed that he was curious about his identity as he excelled in martial arts and magic.
“Geosa is tomorrow, Yuan Shao ( January 15th of the lunar calendar). Until then, stay in close quarters. I repeat, but the magician has only one mission. Supporting warriors from the rear. All of you, just block the magic of the famous religion. Then, when the warriors signal, avoid the consequences and avoid them. The warriors will secure your retreat.”
The three sorcerers shook their heads.
As if they already knew the details of the plan, no one asked any questions about the mission.
Dong Yu-soo gave a few cautions and went back.
Thirty warriors naturally dispersed with only five remaining.
Among the remaining warriors, there was Jin Woo-saeng, but he did not go to visit and ignore it.
The three sorcerers approached Yeonjeokha and Simtong.
Among them, the elderly man who seemed to be the eldest introduced himself first.
“I is said to be the white priority of the forward wave.”
He opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The Qianzhen sect, which belongs to the Chilpai sect, is a Taoist sect with Wang Zhongyang as its founder.
It was not common for the progressive faction to be involved in the killing of a famous religious priest.
That much means that, no matter how confident he is in this mission, Chilpamun is not afraid of the famed religion.
“I am Yeonnamcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple.”
Even when he was young, he revealed that he came from a non-partisan faction.
There was no reason to hide it because he was not the head of the family anyway.
Baek Woo-sun naturally looked at Sim-tong, but Sim-tong turned away from his gaze.
“Yeon So-hyeop, may I ask who accompanied you?”
When the old man did not voluntarily step forward, Baek Woo-seon attacked Yeonnamcheon.
“He is the one who serves me. You don't have to care.”
Baek Woo-seon didn’t ask any more questions about Yeon Jeok-ha’s concise answer.
Any attendant was either a subordinate or a servant, so further conversation was meaningless.
Two sorcerers belatedly joined the conversation.
“Oldbu is the anchor of the mother-child school.”
“It’s the moon red field of Cheonseonbu.”
Mosanpa and Cheonseonbu were a political faction with a high reputation throughout the world for their psychic magic.
Although he is weak in martial arts, he was more famous than Chilpamun in the field of psychic arts.
I exchanged greetings with them one by one.
Even after Tong Seong-myeong was over, the three magicians did not leave Yeon Jeok-ha's side.
They couldn't mix with the warriors, so they gathered together with the sorcerers.
Suddenly, Wolhongjang asked.
“By the way, how much does the Yeonso-hyeop know about this mission?”
"what?"
Wolhongjang glanced at Baek Woo-seon at Yeon Jeok-ha's question.
He gave a glance that Baek Woo-seon was fine.
If he had come this far, he would have already been on the same boat.
“Hum, our goal is to kill the scheming priest of the famous religion who goes in and out of the imperial family. It can be said that it is an impossible mission without considerable skill and courage. I asked because I was curious if Sohyeop had such a resolution.”
Wolhongjang gazed intently at Yeonnamcheon.
In fact, he was curious about his skills, not his determination, but he couldn't say that outright.
Surprisingly, however, the other party was not intimidated by the famous priest's voice.
“Yes, I am prepared. Are you okay?”
Then old sim had been hearing next to him shook his shoulders and made him giggle.
The sorcerers' gazes turned to old sim and Yuyeopdo hanging from his waist.
If it wasn't for Yoo Yeop-do, there would have been a lot of profanity.
However, the sword calmed the magicians' anger.
Wolhongjang decided to give up his interest in the one-day puppy Yeonnamcheon and his rude subordinate.
Now I had no choice but to trust Dong Yoo-soo's eyes.
That night.
After dinner, Cheonho Neungga-gyeong, the golden guard, summoned the people.
“I will divide the warriors into three groups. Follow me as the servant’s name, Wang Moo-yang as the fire name, and Dan Yeo-cheong as Jeonggok-cheon.”
“Honorable name!”
Congjongmyeong, Pohwamyeong, and Jeonggokcheon, who were the generals, answered in unison.
With that, the composition of the raid team was over.
There was nothing more to do as each gun was leading ten small flags.
Afterwards, the gaze of the Neungga-kyung turned to the sorcerers.
“Baek Doin will be with me. Goh should act together with Wang Muyang, and Wol should act together with Dan Yeocheong.”
Baek Woo-seon, Go Jeong-won, and Wolhong-jang silently nodded their heads.
Baek Woo-seon suddenly asked.
“However, it seems that the position of the newly joined Yeonsohyeop has not been decided. Who will he make him move with?”
“The Yeonsohyup will be with Dongdaein.”
For an instant, Baek Woo-seon's eyebrows furrowed.
Dong Yu-soo was the best master and the person in charge of this gig.
He is not himself, so why did Yeonnamcheon assist Dong Yusu?
Baek Woo-sun secretly hurt his pride, but he didn't ask why.
'After all, if there is a real battle, high and low will be covered.'
It was not too late to go and hit the loud sound then.
At that time, Wang Muyang, the white tiger, came out and hung a map of the grounds of Konkuksa Temple on one wall.
Neungga-gyeong pointed to the map and explained the operation.
Listening to Neungga-kyung's words, he turned his head to one side with a smile.
Jin Woo-saeng, who was hoping for it, was listening intently with his eyes shining.
For some reason, he laughed as he was watching Jin Woo-seng, who was working hard on the top of the gold table.
Seeing this, the old sim whispered in Yeonjeokha's ear.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
"you do not have to know."
When Yeon Jeok-ha didn't seem to be able to answer, old sim changed the topic.
“Looking at the fact that Geumuiwi is taking sorcerers with him, he must have been in trouble with the sorcery?”
"I think so."
He nodded his head in a condescending tone whenever the old sim said something next to him.
“… … When Dan Yeo-qing lures the escorts into escaping, Wang Mu-yang should hit the rear and enter. When that time comes... … .”
The old man who was talking narrowed his eyes.
Two people whispering in the back are annoying.
Did you say Yeonnamcheon and his old clothes?
I don't know where the hell he got these things from.
He doesn't have any specific assignments, so the distraction is understandable.
But that's why I only use it when I show a relaxed look like that.
“There, Yeon Sohyup. If it's not related to the mission, please be quiet.”
“Ah, yes.”
Yeonjeokha pricked Heartong's side.
Old sim winced and shrank his body, but his face was still devoid of tension.
the next morning.
Geumuiwi and the sorcerers formed groups of 11 and left the folding match.
***
Ha Nam.
Founding History.
around noon.
An old monk with a white beard walked to Daeungbojeon Hall with hundreds of attendants carrying colorful flags.
The abbot and elders of the founding history lined up in front of Daeungbojeon Hall as if to greet them.
When the group of monks in the field arrived in front of the Daeungbojeon Hall, the head priest Mangong of Konkuksa Temple approached with quick steps.
"welcome. I've been waiting for the priest to come since morning.”
The judge at the scene responded with a calm smile.
“Mangong Ambassador. Thank you for being so right. It's been a while since I met the ambassador... … .”
It wasn't until the judge's words were finished.
On the roof of the Daeungbojeon Hall, dozens of men in black with horns abruptly rose up.
Soon after, the arrow flew towards Xuanzang Xuanzang.
Shhh-.
"It's an ambush!"
The escorts of the field mage rushed forward like the wind and swung their swords.
The arrows failed to reach Xuanzang Xuanzang and all broke in the middle.
The monks of Konkuksa screamed at the sudden attack and turned and ran away.
The entourage of Xuanzang Xuanzang, who did not know martial arts, also scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts.
Not everyone ran away.
In front of the Daeungbojeon, the guards of the priests of the field gathered in an orderly manner.
The number reached fifty or so.
Chun Ji-rim, the captain of the escort, drew his sword and stood in front of the on-site judge.
“Master, the reckless bastards may have tried their hand at the seal. Just die!”
The on-the-spot magistrate silently swept around him.
While I was breathing for a while, about twenty escorts rushed behind Daeungbojeon Hall.
There are only about thirty escorts left.
Judging from the actions of the raiders who were in perfect order, they weren't babbling.
The judge at the scene turned around with a trembling face.
It's time to go back the way the field magistrate and his escorts came.
This time, about a dozen black righteous people from the Cheonwangjeon side ran quickly.
The escort at the rear was caught in a melee.
The escorts had the upper hand in numbers, but the war situation was not good.
This is because the martial arts of the black righteous men who rushed like wolves were superior to the guards of the Xuanzang master.
The men in black left the match and quickly escaped to the Nahanjeon.
There really was no lightning flash.
Some of the escorts, full of poison, rushed towards Arhanjeon.
Now there were only ten escorts left.
It's time for the Xuanzang masters and escorts to enter the yard between the bell and drum towers.
Cheonho Neunggakyung Firearms Engagement Name and Leading ten small groups, he blocked the front.
Chun Ji-rim, the captain of the escort, stepped forward and shouted.
“Who are you guys to block the Magistrate’s way! Aren’t you afraid of famous schools and the imperial family!”
Instead of answering, Neung Ga-kyung pulled out a soochun sword and ran forward.
The name of the gunman and ten other sergeants followed.
Jin Woo-saeng, the hoped-for, ran after Jong Myung with his eyes wide open.
'can win! No, I win!’
The field mage's escorts were numerous, but their skills were mediocre.
He is a military officer who is recognized for his competence on the throne, although he is at the bottom of his wish in this position. There are ten masters who have passed the military examination under him.
In a word, it is elite.
Maybe that's why the escorts of Xuanzang Xuanzang were cut like autumn leaves with a single sword.
It seemed that one group could easily take on about twenty or thirty escorts.
In fact, Baekho Wang Mu-yang and Dan Yeo-cheong's Joe did just that.
Even more so, in his group, there is the Cheonho Neunggagyeong, which is far superior to the Baekho.
Where is that?
Namjin warrior Dong Yoo-soo, who is more advanced than Cheonho Neungga-gyeong, must be looking for an opportunity.
'The escorts are at this level, so why did the advance north fail?'
The other hopefuls running side by side with Jin Woo-saeng looked confident as if they were thinking the same thing.
