Login Murim Episode 953
When dozens or hundreds of people fight together, it is a battle.
However, if the unit changes from thousands to tens of thousands, it can no longer be called a battle.
That’s war.
A war where each person fights with all his might, risking everything he has.
And Jin Wei-gyeong had no intention of losing everything he had in just one gamble.
“Jincheon Daeju Jin Moo-gyeong. “I will report this to Lord Soga.”
Contrary to his calm voice, his entire body was soaked in blood.
The appearance of Jin Moo-gyeong, who left at noon and returned around midnight, was truly a blood demon (HQ ghost).
His subordinates also come from the nickname Jincheongeom.
However, their proud gait and bright eyes were evidence of the first victory of the Taiwon Jin family.
“According to your solemn command, I have returned after defeating the brunt of the enemy.”
Jin Moo-gyeong continued speaking slowly.
Of the 200 or so members of Jincheondae, 23 died, and 37 suffered major or minor injuries.
At the news that 60 casualties were suffered in a single battle in the elite military unit that Taewonjinga had put the most effort into cultivating along with Jinrongdae, some of the leaders’ faces became heavy, but the report that followed cleared up even the fleeting sadness. Washed away.
being a few days old.
As many as five times as many enemy vanguards were destroyed.
Among them, there were even 100 of the enemy’s elite troops.
“Waaaa!”
Those who were listening to the situation with bated breath shouted in unison.
Our first victory over our enemies. It is a Mahayana victory that there is no room to deny.
However, in the hot air, Jin Wei-gyeong did not lose her composure even while she was happy.
‘This is just the beginning.’ He knew.
War is like building a sand castle. It is completed by repeatedly scooping up sand and stacking it.
Also, the sand castle built with so much care could collapse with one strong kick.
‘But… if you build it so solidly that it doesn’t collapse even when you kick it, the story is different.’
Fortunately, Taewonjinga’s preparations were thorough enough to put the pressure of time to shame.
The grassland army, which is probably crossing the Great Wall and passing through northern Shanxi Province by now, is probably feeling embarrassed.
Once upon hearing the news of the annihilation of the vanguard, which included the elite.
And once again the situation in the North is truly ‘empty’.
‘There will be nothing you can take from the North.’
It’s not just people who are leaving the north.
Jin Wei-gyeong withdrew all his troops and civilians from the north, while burning all the rice fields that were about to be harvested.
The so-called scorched earth operation.
Of course, it was the perfect trick to use against a large army encompassing tens of thousands of people, but Jin Wei-gyeong thought about it dozens of times before making this decision.
Until Li Feng, the provincial commanding officer of Shanxi Province, and hundreds of people came to visit him first.
‘There are tens of thousands of military supplies in reserve. ‘I can easily handle their food problem.’
In the absence of Zhu Biao and Hong Jin, Li Feng, who can be said to be the actual highest-ranking figure in the current Shanxi Province, promised active cooperation.
‘f*ck you, let’s burn everything.’
Northern civilians who had to leave their hometown overnight. No, the village chiefs’ eyes were already half-covered with anger.
‘You damn bastards. They invaded the day before and made a fuss, and now they’re trying to rob our fields too?’
‘The people in our village have already agreed. If even a single grain of rice gets into the mouths of the barbarians, I will be torn to death.’
‘I’d rather just feed rice to cows and pigs. Even if dirt gets in my eyes, I won’t be able to see it!’
‘Shiba thing. If anyone is against it, come out now. I don’t know who it is, but I’m going to treat her as a barbarian who kept her mouth shut and shave off all her hair and put on a pigtail.’
‘There Mr. Song! Why aren’t you saying anything? ‘Did you spread honey on the rice fields?’
And Chief Song, who had been silent without saying a word, received applause from everyone with just one word.
‘Let’s not complain, let’s poison the well.’
‘It would be better if I pooped in the stream once in a while and then left.’
‘Also, why copper urine?’
‘The water gets dirty. After drinking cool water mixed with feces and urine, will their bodies be fine?’
‘Huh, how did you come up with such a clever trick…!’
‘I tried it once. I thought I was sick after drinking one gulp.’
Mr. Song, a farmer with a unique history of ingesting feces, suddenly became a hero, and people started pouring poisonous weeds into wells and digging up feces on the banks of streams, wondering why he did not pass the civil service exam.
He said that the only good barbarians are dead barbarians, a story that would have shocked anyone if they had heard it.
‘The road to get here will never be smooth.’
Jin Wei-gyeong had a cool smile on his face. Shanxi Province is an undeniable frontier. Although grain production is considerable, it is neither as developed nor as powerful as the Central Plains.
But because of that, we can come together stronger in the face of crisis.
The long-lasting raids by the magic bandits and nomads instilled a strong will in the people of Shanxi, and that fire has now been ignited.
‘I will definitely protect it.’
Jin Wei-gyeong had already made a firm resolution.
I eliminated sleep and rest and concentrated on everything. He released his quick-witted subordinates to inspect the situation in the north, and formed a small detachment to determine possible distribution of troops.
Part of this was installing all kinds of traps and iron bars on all detours except Jeongyang, and monitoring the progress of work he had directly ordered.
“How is the progress of Saturn going?”
“If you consider the reinforcement work, it will be completed in half a day at the latest.”
Palcheonhyeop (A 天映).
At the end of the jar-shaped gorge that has swallowed countless lives from the reign of the Great Demon to the present, five castle towers that have never been seen before stand tall.
Made from a mixture of mud, wood, and stone, it was three feet tall and had a flat area large enough to accommodate about two hundred people each.
To be exact, two hundred archers.
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“Just occupying the canyon is still not enough. It’s essential for victory, so please don’t let Saturn fall.
Please do your best to avoid it.” “Of course I will.”
To Jin Wei-gyeong’s request, the old carpenter answered in an old-fashioned tone.
Around the two people having a short conversation, at this very moment, numerous people were moving around according to their respective duties.
Their faces were diverse.
The warriors wearing military uniforms with the names of their clans engraved on them carry weapons and various heavy materials without stopping, while government soldiers in official uniforms move in a smooth manner following the orders of various generals.
However, Jin Wi-kyung’s gaze was directed at other people who were concentrating on their work in different outfits so that their affiliations could not be recognized.
“Pull on three!” “One, two!”
“Hwaaaap!”
Men and women continue to work hard, covered in dust and sweating continuously.
“Where should I put these arrows?” “Oil, bring the oil here!”
Women who carry various items needed for battle and prepare simple snacks.
Looking at the thousands of civilians, Jin Yu-gyeong felt her heart sink.
‘I told you to take refuge as far away as possible.’
I warned him sincerely several times and persuaded him.
This isn’t just a dispute between the martial arts people.
It is a terrible war that will take countless lives, and you, the powerless, will suffer the most.
But those who had already made up their minds never left.
He was helping them until he came out to the battlefield, which would soon be filled with bloody winds.
Like the old carpenter in front of me.
“It seems that our Soga Lord is in a lot of trouble.”
The old carpenter, who was looking sideways at Jin Tae-kyung, laughed.
When he, who turned 70 a few years ago, laughed loudly, the sound of wind escaped through his only half remaining teeth.
“There is nothing to worry about. “Like this old man, those people came with their own determination.”
“No matter what… “How can you not be worried?”
“Oh, please speak low. Although I am an old man with not much time left to live, I am not shameless enough to be treated with respect by Lord Soga.”
The old carpenter hurriedly waved his hand. There was a warm warmth in his gray-white eyes as he looked at Jin Wei-gyeong.
“Even animals that cannot speak will always repay the kindness they receive. How could any human being ignore a situation like this?”
“What is that••““
“When this old man was running wild, the country was in ruins, demons, or evil spirits were everywhere, and then a famine continued for several years.”
It’s a story from a long time ago.
It happened before Jin Wi-kyung was even born.
But the old carpenter remembered clearly. The days when he boiled the skin and ate it, or peeled off the wood and chewed it.
It was a time when everyone was hungry and couldn’t ask for help or help anyone.
If it hadn’t been for a group of men who came to the village one day when the sun was shining, he and his family would have starved to death not long after.
‘Is this Hongga Village?’
‘Yes, that’s right. For some reason… ‘Phew. Fortunately, I found the right one.’
What is the use of plowing a field that does not produce even a single grain?
It has been a long time since they abandoned the desolate land and moved into the mountains to become slash-and-burn farmers.
So at first I thought it was a thief.
Or, I thought they were men sent by a high being to squeeze out the last of their suffering, even though they had not even a coin or a handful of grain.
Otherwise, there would be no reason to come all the way deep into the mountains.
However, instead of pulling out the swords on their belts, they each put down what they were carrying.
It was a big sack.
I can’t even remember when I last saw dozens of sacks full of grain and meat.
‘What the hell is this…:
‘Stand in line. I’ll distribute them in turn.’
It felt like I was dreaming.
When all the villagers followed the men’s orders and lined up together, and when I watched my wife and children, who had been helpless for several days, eat until their bellies exploded.
And when I stared at the incredible sight and took a sip of the warm meat broth, I finally realized that all of this was real.
He cried while he was there.
No, everyone cried.
They chewed and swallowed what was in their mouths while crying loudly.
Because I want to live. I wanted to make sure I was alive.
“If it hadn’t been for the help that day, this old man and his family would have starved to death there.”
The old carpenter looked at Jin Wei-gyeong with watery eyes. Unlike in the past, there was a bright smile on his face.
“But don’t you think those grateful people will want to leave without even saying a word? So I grabbed one of them by the legs and hung on to him.”
Because my eyes were so dark, I didn’t even know the letters written on the clothes.
So where on earth did you come from? He stubbornly insisted on telling me just three letters of his name.
And after a lot of arguing, I was able to get the answer I wanted.
“It was from then on. “I promised myself that I would sacrifice my worthless life someday for the sake of the Taewonjin family.” “—r
“It’s not just this old man. “All of them received help, big or small, from Taewon Jinga.”
Some of those who received grace left, and some stayed.
And those who remained were prepared to sacrifice their lives.
To protect this land where their father and mother lived.
For Taewonjinga, who reached out a helping hand one day when he collapsed from exhaustion and was waiting for death.
That was the true power of the Taewonjin family, a famous family that continued for 300 years with repeated rise and fall.
‘ah.’
Qin Yuqing felt a throbbing sensation in her heart.
With the thought that maybe it was he who underestimated the Taiyuan Jin family and Shanxi Province the most.
And that was when Jin Wi-kyung turned her head to hide her reddened eyes.
The fierce sound of horses’ hooves can be clearly heard even though it is far away.
Hanging on a courser crossing the canyon as if being chased by something was Taewon Jinga’s warrior, dead with his eyes wide open.
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In an instant, in the frozen air, Sir Jinyu cried out as if he was vomiting blood.
“Everyone, prepare for battle!”
They came.