Login Murim Episode 954
As the sun sets towards the western mountains and darkness falls everywhere, the quiet world carries things that have never been heard before, carried by the wind to our ears.
The cries of grasshoppers. The sound of leaves rustling.
In addition, hundreds of scenes echoed from outside, like someone’s shout filled with energy.
“I don’t know what kind of guy he is, but he has a nice voice. “Isn’t that right?”
Temur swallowed dryly as a soft voice penetrated his ears.
In his quivering eyes, the image of a person smiling under the hazy moonlight was reflected.
Ching gen.
One’s own blood relatives that one has grown up with since childhood, memories of which are blurry.
Although they were not born to the same parents, they were cousins who were closer than real brothers and brothers who were bound by the ‘Oath of Knowing’.
And… the dead (t者) who no longer belong to this world.
‘This is not the time to just laugh and talk, Temur/
Before the unusually cool wind of the meadow pushed open the entrance to the ger, the image of Chingen speaking with a worried expression suddenly passed before my eyes.
‘Brother, I am sorry. Were you right?
Temur lowered his head in despair.
Why didn’t you listen to Chingen’s words?
Even before the day when the tragedy that made us shudder just thinking about it occurred, Chingen had already contacted us through messengers several times. The air currents in the grassland are flowing unusually.
It seems like something unknown has begun in a place beyond their reach.
However, Temur ignored it with one ear.
He filled his ger with all kinds of precious treasures brought in through trade routes, and drank alcohol and meat to his heart’s content with his subordinates.
Without even dreaming what result it would lead to.
“What are you so lost in your thoughts about, brother?”
In an instant, Qingen’s face, which had been hovering before my eyes, disappeared.
Temur raised his head in surprise, like someone who had just woken up, and answered with a trembling voice.
Toward the man who killed Chingen and has now become Chingen.
“Nothing, nothing.”
“Well, it looks like you’re nervous ahead of the battle. “Is that why you couldn’t hear me?”
“What is that…
“That shout I heard a little while ago. “Isn’t that a voice you recognize?”
Temur, who belatedly realized the meaning of those words, hastily answered.
“Yes, that’s right. Sogaju of Taewonjin family. “It must be him.”
“Ah, I see. “I thought it was a voice I had heard somewhere before.”
Of course, it was a lie to avoid any possible suspicion.
If it were a simple Temur, it would be impossible for Chingen, who was thorough in everything, to forget something about an important person he had met several times.
“Jin Wi-kyung… Yes, that’s right.”
After savoring his appetite with satisfaction, Qingen glanced sideways behind him.
At his glance, which contained some kind of meaning, Jamuka, who continued to speak with a calm expression on his face, nodded slightly.
Not only does he have a big voice, but he also has a big liver. Taewonjinga’s Sogaju.
A sound that secretly spreads in the dark.
A faint smile appeared on Jamuka’s lips.
If my intention was to run away from the beginning, I wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of going to such a wasteful length.
For a futile effort, it was quite a success. Because of this, I suffered unexpected damage.
Chingen frowned and spat out phlegm on the shaking saddle of his horse.
The long wall built by the cruel and ruthless emperor who unified the continent a long time ago is so embarrassing that it can even be called a castle wall.
However, in the northern part of Muju Commune, there were numerous obstacles everywhere.
– Even if the vanguard was wiped out, I didn’t expect it to be this messed up. Shit.
In Jingen’s opinion, it was a perfect expression with nothing to add or add.
The northern part of Shanxi Province, where we arrived despite the wind and rain, was literally in a state of devastation.
The rice fields that were supposed to be harvested were devastated, the wells and streams were covered with poison and sewage, and even the houses were reduced to ashes.
– There are no such thing as crazy people. They even burned down the place where they lived until recently and then left.
At the sound of Chingen sticking out his tongue, Jamuka pursed his lips with a calm expression.
– Do you know about your great-grandfather?
I’ve heard of it. Isn’t that the same breast as when you had s*x with Hang-woo?
okay. There was a time when he, the final winner, was pushed by his enemy, Xiang Yu, and left for Hanzhong. At that time, he burned Jando (核道) on the advice of Zhang Liang, a strategist.
You have eliminated your own way back.
However, he eventually returned to the central plains, drove out Xiang Yu, and became the ruler of the world. To them, this land is the island. If there are only people left, it can be recreated at any time.
If one person is alone, it is an individual, but if there are ten people, it is unreasonable.
However, if a hundred or a thousand people gather, villages and cities are created.
In the end, what matters is people.
Even though everything in the north was destroyed, they must have vowed to themselves by burning their hometown.
I will definitely return and take back this land,
Just like my ancestors did in the distant past, I will start anew from the ruins where nothing remains.
– Of course, it’s all just a vain hope.
Jamuka smiled faintly.
Xiang Yu was arrogant and foolish.
Therefore, even though he had the power and power to overwhelm the world, he had no choice but to be defeated by Liu Bang in the end.
But Jamuka is different.
He has been growing his power by consolidating his control over the western plains for decades, and has been waiting for ‘him’ to call. And finally…
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‘The time has come.’
Jamuka stared into the pitch-black darkness. Even the moonlight is obscured by dark clouds
In one place, I seemed to see enemies holding their spears upright, trying hard to suppress their trembling hearts.
“Can you feel it? “Their fears.”
A low voice resonates through the darkness.
Jamuka’s powerful voice penetrated everyone’s ears clearly, and his eyes shone brightly.
“The enemies spent their lives hiding behind high walls. “They are no different from cows or pigs, who are so absorbed in peace that they only gobble up food!”
On the other hand, what about the grasslands?
They were born from grass and soil.
In the ger, not the castle walls, they abandoned the cold north wind and ran through the snow with their horses to hunt animals.
To the nomads of the grasslands, the word death was an empty word, and plunder and murder were taken for granted.
“They don’t know. Where did we come from? What great conquerors were our ancestors!”
A powerful voice weighs down the night air.
The sound of the horses’ hooves of our ancestors trampling the ground covered with frost and ice and crossing the desert of terrible martyrs seemed to echo in everyone’s ears.
“Strengthen the bowstring with bright eyes. Extend your spear like a tiger’s claws. Cut their bodies apart with the new moon sword, which is like the claws of an eagle, and trample them with the mighty hooves of a horse!”
Light slowly entered the loose eyes of the nomads.
The army marched on without stopping for more than 15 days, and traps were laid everywhere.
There are thousands of people who have lost their beloved horses to poisonous iron. Thousands of people have collapsed after drinking contaminated water.
Is it just that?
Even the house was on fire, so we had to sleep out in the night dew, and for the sake of speed, we had to fill our stomachs with tough beef jerky made while sitting on a horse’s saddle.
But it doesn’t matter.
Even though thousands of men and horses have fallen, tens of thousands of men and horses still remain.
If you destroy less than half of the enemies, if you win this battle, everything is over.
What was waiting for them beyond the deep darkness of the canyon were not only weak enemies.
wealth and honor. And it was a new era.
“Dear brothers, remember your ancient ancestors! “Remember the plains filled with only glory!”
Jamuka cried out.
Like the king of beasts ruling the grasslands.
Like the great conquerors of the past who left their gers and scolded the continent with the thunderous sound of their horses’ hooves.
Then, glaring at the ravine that had already reached a hundred pages in front of him, he opened his mouth in a low but clear voice.
“Now, it is time for conquest.” That moment.
Cha-cha-cha-chang!
Countless waves of steel swallowed up the darkness.
Gently curved new moon swords, sharp assault spears, and arrows tied to strings like lightning flashed everywhere. Wow!
It’s not enough to wake me up in the middle of the night
With a huge roar that shook the sky and the ground.
From dozens to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands.
Finally, it grew into tens of thousands and shot like wind toward the canyon.
It spews out sounds that send shivers down the listener’s spine, and with the recoil, its hair, which curves like a horse’s tail, flutters.
In order to avenge the tragedy that was falsely predicted, we will do our best to achieve the glory achieved by our ancestors.
W went forward.
And the people across the canyon could feel the strong shaking, almost as if there had been an earthquake. “In the end, this is what happens.”
Jin Wei-gyeong, who was slightly worried, suddenly looked down at her hands.
His hand, which was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, was already shaking slightly. Why?
Are you afraid of the enemies coming at you with tremendous force even at this very moment?
no.
What he was afraid of was not his enemies, but his friends who would die countless times in this place.
Additionally, he was unable to protect them all.
‘That’s why… we must win.’
All possible measures have already been taken.
I can no longer turn back or retreat.
Jininsa Daecheonmyeong (盡人事待天命).
Jin Wei-gyeong suddenly remembered the adage that humans have done everything they can, so leave the rest to heaven.
There was also someone who hated those words more than anyone else, and who is no longer here.
‘No, in the end, if you’re going to leave it to heaven, why go through all that trouble? Even if we throw all kinds of harsh words at each other, we have to make heaven change its mind.’
Yes, he would definitely have said that.
The vivid voice that suddenly rang in her ears made Jin Wi-kyung laugh without realizing it.
And the next moment, I realized that my hand had almost completely disappeared. “Upang.”
His old loyalist answered the low call that came through the thunderous sound of the horses’ hooves.
“Please order.”
A situation where tens of thousands of men and horses are approaching from behind Chongak.
The sound of heavy breathing comes from all directions.
At a time when everyone’s attention was focused on Jin Wei-gyeong, the commander-in-chief, an unexpected word was heard.
“It would be better to spend next year’s Chongyang Festival in Hangshan (恒LU).”
“Let’s all drink chrysanthemum wine together, play music, laugh, and have fun.”
“Lord, lord.”
“Why, it’s not that good. “My suggestion?”
Everyone, including Wei Feng, looked blankly at Jin Wei-gyeong, who was smiling with a faint smile.
And as if he had made a promise, he had a smile similar to Jin Wei-gyeong’s on his lips.
Suppressing the upheaval that was surging into tears. ‘Next year’s Chongyang Festival, everyone together.’
A part of my heart flutters at the meaning contained in those short words.
As I smiled, my fear disappeared, and as I laughed out loud, my stiff body softened.
The thick darkness hanging everywhere no longer made me feel uneasy. Jerk.
The sound of footsteps echoed exceptionally clearly. Someone in front of everyone opened his mouth.
“It sounds like quite a bit of fun. “Next year’s Chongyang Temple.”
Jin Moo-kyung was smiling.
In the midst of the vibrations and shouts that suddenly engulfed the canyon.
In the darkness that had been his only friend for the past two years.
And the next moment.
Doo doo doo, woe!
As if a curtain had been lifted, I turned to see dozens of human horses running out of the pitch-black darkness.
Shut up!
A dazzling flash of light erupted from his waist and cut through the blurry moonlight.