Dark and Light Martial Emperor Chapter 1096

Episode 1096 Burning fire under heavy rain (5)

“The Murim League troops have arrived!”

Yang Chen sighed in relief at the official’s words.

“Well, it comes at the last minute.”

It would take more than half an hour to get here from the south gate of the imperial palace.

Still, the fact that they came was a relief in itself. If the enemy made a surprise attack before then, they would have to stop it with only the imperial palace troops, which would have resulted in many unnecessary sacrifices.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Yeon Wi.

“father.”

Yeonwi smiled.

“I am already ready.”

Although the enemy had not yet arrived, Yeonwi felt relieved to hear that he could fight together with the Murim Alliance forces.

“Everyone who was supposed to be gathered has gathered. “What remains now is the results of the battles of Gansu, Shaanxi, and Liaoning.”

Yeon Ho-jeong sat down on the chair.

Yeonwi cleared his throat and said.

“Get some rest. “I feel like I haven’t slept well in days.”

“I slept enough.”

“The area under my eyes is dark.”

“Once again, I think that Commander Zhuge is amazing. “If it were me, I don’t think I could handle this kind of thing for even three months.”

It wasn’t hard to get my head around it. It is difficult to entrust the battle to someone else.

Of course, during the time of the Emperor of Darkness, he entrusted many battles to the five great gods whom he trusted as if they were his own flesh and blood, but now it was on a different level than then.

Turning the tide of the war by manipulating people linked by trust and reading the situation by keeping an eye on areas where you don’t know when or what will happen are bound to be two completely different problems.

“If anything, listen to what your father says.”

Yang Cheon patted Yeon Ho Jeong on the shoulder.

“We will take charge of the Murim Alliance troops, so go in. There are many talented people in the world, but you are now the nucleus of the imperial palace military department. “Depending on the situation, we don’t know when we might be deployed to another region.”

“Tsk.”

“Getting a good rest is also work. Go wash and rest. “My body smells sour.”

“I can’t fly.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because it’s a dog.”

“Then it looks like it’s going to fly soon, so go quickly, you idiot!”

Yeon Ho-jeong grumbled and stood up.

“Don’t be too angry.”

It seemed like it was quite difficult. Yeonwi and Yangcheon, who saw him grumbling, started laughing without realizing it.

“Then I’ll take a break for a while.”

“Take a good rest, not just for a moment.”

So Yeon Ho-jeong went to his residence.

I tried to take a shower, but when I started thinking about just sleeping in for a day, everything started to bother me. In the end, I just fell down on the bed.

‘It’s a joke and a joke.’

It seemed that this kind of fatigue did not go beyond the heights of the state.

I lay down and closed my eyes, and for a moment it felt like the world was spinning. It was a similar feeling to lying down after drinking heavily.

I feel like I can fall asleep at any moment.

However, Yeon Ho-jeong could not fall asleep easily.

‘Liaoning will be fine. Because Muk-bi and Kang-ryang have very good eyesight. There’s one non-polar beast and artillery soldiers skilled in surprise attacks… … .’

Naturally, my thoughts turned to Gamsu.

‘The Lord of the Tang Family’s insight is also worthy of discussing the world. His tactical plan may be inferior to that of Mukbi, but his insight into the entire country is high. Even if there is a fierce fight, you will be able to tell when to attack and when to retreat.’

Even though he was tired, his thoughts continued to flow.

‘The problem is the communal faction… … Their temperaments are so strong and rough that I wonder if they can be easily controlled. Well, the personality of the head of the family is such that he will lead us well even if he has to poison everyone if he doesn’t do well.’

Still, it is a war that will determine the fate of the entire Central Plains. Regardless of the issue of temperament, it was clear that they would unite to deal with the enemy.

‘Did I win? At least I don’t think it will earthquake. Even if the damage was great, if the Lord of the House had directly intervened, he would somehow be able to turn the situation around at the last minute.’

Thoughts about Gansu naturally led to Shaanxi.

‘Be polite… … Honestly, Shaanxi is the most ambiguous. Geomje Line Bae and his brother dragged two thousand troops, so there won’t be a big problem, but the fact that they are cavalry bothers me.’

cavalry.

If the Majin troops in Gansu were Gwanghyeol, and the attack from Liaoning was a myth, then the cavalry that came down from Shaanxi must have been Shaum.

Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.

The spinning ceiling returned to normal.

‘cavalry… … Obviously there were no cavalry at that time.’

It refers to the time of the Emperor of Darkness in the past.

‘No, there were cavalry. But the number was only a few hundred. Although they were good at hit-and-run, they were not at the level of an elite unit. They are good at mobile warfare and have great destructive power on the plains, so mid-tier and lower units had a hard time, but when they got together with elites, they were only concerned about avoiding them.’

It was a natural strategy. For any unit, it is better to retreat than to fight an opponent of an unmatched level.

‘He was a silver horse soldier, I guess?’

My memory is hazy because I never actually bumped into it. But I still remembered her name.

Saeum’s cavalry unit active in the early stages of the war. They were a group of 500 people who swept through the North China region and caused considerable damage before being cut down by elite swordsmen sent by the swordsman Moyonggun.

‘10,000 cavalry? History may have changed. Because I am actually changing history.’

But why did they suddenly increase the number of cavalry?

‘The martial arts of Saeumgyo were all possessed of dark destructive power. Penetration Gyeong is stronger than any martial art in the central plains, and in particular, the use of a bizarre magic that can deceive even the five senses of a transcendental master is outstanding. Those guys made 10,000 cavalrymen… … ‘What does this mean?’

Even if I try to sleep well, I can’t fall asleep. His head was spinning only for war.

Yeon Ho-jeong recalled the masters of Saeumgyo during the time of Emperor Heukam. And the troops they operated.

‘It was really tricky. In particular, their volume war was huge. In fact, because of Saeumgyo alone, the martial people of both black and white have died out. I think it was the best of the three schools, at least in terms of number of people.’

Saeumgyo, Saeumgyo.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became blurry little by little.

‘Those bastards must be destroyed with my own hands. No matter how dark Gwanghyeol and Shinhwa are on the inside, they probably aren’t as bad as them… … .’

He definitely looked tired. Rather, my mind seemed to become clearer and my eyes quickly closed.

Like that, Yeon Ho-jeong fell asleep in an instant.

When a person falls asleep, he or she cannot properly perceive the moment. But Yeon Ho-jeong immediately recognized that she had fallen asleep.

‘what.’

It was dark everywhere.

Yeon Ho-jeong grumbled without realizing it.

“It’s a good thing. “I told you to sleep well, but even after falling asleep, are you still awake?”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was smiling bitterly, suddenly looked down at his hands.

There was an ax in his hand.

Surprisingly, the ax was neither a light dragon nor a black and white twin dragon.

‘This?’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became bright.

‘Wind and lightning?!’

A favorite bottle used during the time of the Emperor of Darkness.

The black sword that ended his life in the final fierce battle with the Four Masters was the best weapon. Not because it was made of iron, which was rare in the world like the Gwangryongbu, but because it was an incredibly heavy weapon made entirely of pure steel, the black sword became the best weapon.

Of course, it was also because the weapon was used by the best person in the black sword.

Anyway, it was nice to see it again, even if only in a dream. Yeon Ho-jeong lifted the wind blower to her chest and smoothed the blade of her ax with a smile.

“It was handled very cruelly.”

Because it was not a divine weapon like the Gwangryongbu, the blade was deliberately blunted. It seemed like the blade might get damaged or break if I swung it for no reason.

“Anyway, this dream seems so real. From the feel to the temperature, it’s the same as a real windbreaker, right?”

It was then.

“okay?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyebrows twitched.

“Then, shall we see if your skills are the same as before?”

At that moment, a storm of murderous energy erupted from behind him.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s body rotated reflexively. The windbreaker in her hand swung sideways, emitting a thunderous roar.

Hahaha!

Yeonhojeong staggered back with a tremendous resonating sound.

For a moment his eyes widened.

“As expected, you block well.”

“… … you?”

“It’s a wonderful skill. Just one diaphragm is enough to make my ears go numb. There is no one in the whole world who uses a blow with this much soul… … .”

Paaaaaaaa!

Yeonhojeong’s windbreaker, which rushed like a gale, was swung mercilessly.

Blah blah blah! Quaaaang!

Surprisingly, the martial arts he used instinctively was a martial arts focused on attack, Howanggubyeokse (虎王九霹勢).

It’s not Hwangryonggong, it’s Four Gods Martial Arts.

Among the four gods’ dances, the White Tiger Gong (白虎功) was performed. Yeon Ho-jeong could clearly perceive it.

The moment I became aware of it, the path of White Tiger, which I had forgotten while studying Hwangryongshinwanggong, appeared in my head.

“What are you doing?”

Suddenly, an unknown evil god appeared overhead.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s face distorted.

“이 개새끼가!!”

Quang!

The windbreaker, which was bent like a thin whip and swung at high speed, created a huge shield of magic.

It was the Twelve Walls of Northern Heaven. It was an art of Hyeonmu (玄武) that could block even artillery fire with extreme defensive martial arts.

“How dare you tell me where this is!”

Hyeonmu-gong’s path and method of using true energy were immediately engraved in the upper part of the Dandanjeon.

But Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t care less about that. What was in front of him now was the Shinigami. He was an enemy back then, and even now, he was the leader of the evil spirit in front of him who should be eliminated.

“die!”

hook!

Following Hyeolikhwicheon (血翼揮天), which moves the shortest distance, Hongyeomyuksalgong (Red Flame Six Killing Technique), the ultimate killing method, emerged.

It is the method of killing with a burning axe. One blow after another inflicted fatal injuries.

The body of the Shinigami blocking the ax instantly became covered in blood. A white smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.

At that time, the messenger’s hand moved strangely and dug into Yeon Ho-jeong’s abdomen.

It felt like there were no bones in my arms. I don’t know the name of the martial arts technique that snakes like a snake, but it was clearly a killing method used by the leader of the Saeum Church.

The two feet of Yeonhojeong moved to the side and the windbreaker rotated at the same time.

Chiri ririn!

Receives secret killing techniques and stores stronger power.

It was the Blue Dragon’s Blue Dragon’s Cloud Bow, and the Three Forms of the Dragon Army.

He, who had stored up the power of the Four Masters, swung it as if stabbing a windbreaker. It was the last plant meal of the three types of dragons, Yongwanghoecheonpo (龍王廻天砲).

Kwaaaaang!

The reaper disappeared in a martial attack like an artillery barrage.

“… … .”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was staring ahead with wide, scary eyes, slowly relaxed his posture.

In an instant, he used all the martial arts of the Four Gods, but only the Four Gods were in his head.

“… … “Where did they go?”

Even in my dreams, I was so angry that I felt sick to my stomach. If I could kill him, I really felt like I could kill him tens of thousands more times.

After meeting his teacher, Yeon Ho-jeong learned that this feeling was part of Sasinmu’s unique passionate desire to win.

‘doesn’t care.’

How do I know if it’s a learned emotion or not? The important thing was that the guy deserved to die, and if he could kill him, Yeon Ho-jeong would do anything.

Yeon Ho-jeong continued to look around.

In a space filled with only darkness, there were no more Shinigami.

“Has it really disappeared?”

There really isn’t. There was no sign or shadow to be found.

After looking around for a while, Yeon Ho-jeong sighed and sat down.

‘What is this…? … .’

His face, which had been smiling bitterly, suddenly hardened.

The world changed in an instant, like a lie.

‘Where?’

At that time, a voice was heard.

“It’s over.”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head.

At that place… … His heart melted, and there was himself, Mr. Moyong, and his party official who had died.

martial arts,