The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 481 The

fierce night has passed and the bright dawn has come.

The damage from the iron sword was greater than expected.

No one was killed, but because Mangungdae fought to the end, more people were injured than in the first battle.

“God, What about the injured guys?”

“Except for the light ones, cull those who can’t run and send them to the rear.”

“All right. I will instruct you.”

Jinmu gave an order to Chun Woo-myeong and recalled the previous battle.

Restoration is very important.

Both in military affairs and in war.

Even more so in a losing battle.

At first glance, you might think it’s like fixing a barn after losing a cow, but if you don’t fix it even then, you won’t be able to raise cows again.

Anyway, revisiting the past fight from the beginning in my head.

That was the way Jinmu has been doing so far and one of the secrets to reigning as a strong player in the midfield.

Most of the guys I’ve been training with have similar tendencies.

Finding common ground between the two battles would definitely help in the next one.

How to win, how to reduce injuries, etc.

And I even managed to find it.

the enemy’s weak spots.

“God?”

“…a vulnerable… pair.”

Chun Woo-myeong opened his eyes wide and started talking to him, cutting off his thoughts.

You should also do something called revival.

“why?”

“Now where is next? Shall we prepare to attack the one who is said to be unscented by heavenly power?”

“…”

With the successive victories, not only Chun Woo-myeong, but everyone seemed to be in high spirits.

It’s a good thing, but we shouldn’t be hasty. Jinmu shook his head.

According to the information obtained from Ying Zhao, there are ten thousand of the five warriors hiding in the north of Hebei now.

Three percent of the total power possessed by the palace.

They captured the two unhyangs and all the core forces they led, but only a little over 2,000 enemies were annihilated.

It’s a great achievement for a mere three hundred, but it’s no more.

Even if the Hwangshin disturbed the other side at the right time, they would soon find out that they had been attacked.

Enemies will start to unite and the fight will of course get tougher.

If you hit the wrong one and enter, even if there is truth, you could be hit back.

The fight that Jinmu is fighting right now is not an all-out war, it is a game of throwing stones at the enemies to confuse them.

And since we haven’t figured out the location of the great archer yet, we have to conserve our strength.

Jinmu stared blankly at the letter in his hand.

It was a letter sent by Jeoksaeng, who had heard the situation through Jeonseogu to Hwangshin.

With a trick written on it that can be used just in time…

“Everyone, Woomyung, tell them to get together. Let’s all have a meal together.”

“All right.”

* * *

A leisurely dining table was prepared.

In battle, restoring strength was more important than exerting one’s strength.

While the warriors of the Iron Sword were taking a break, Jinmu called the leaders to discuss the future.

“The emperor.”

“yep!”

At Jinmu’s call, Hwangshin stepped forward with a sharp posture and began to explain.

“An enemy musketeer sent a message. Now…”

Everyone opened their ears and listened to his report.

The enemy who failed to break through the defense line of Murim in Jungwon sprayed the poison of the black snake on a large scale, so Jeongmu-maeng lost Daedong, and North Ridocheon, which started to advance north, could not move further and stopped forming a defense line.

Fortunately, the convened imperial army began to be put into the front line, but the attack could not be carried out due to the lack of antidote.

“…Well, the only place where the battle continues reliably is the defense line in Hebei.”

“okay.”

“It looks like the situation on the side of the Jeongmu-maeng side, where the defense line collapsed due to fighting over the company in the beginning, is not necessary to help?”

“help?”

“…”

He smiled as if Jinmu wasn’t the same.

“You must know the power of Jeongmu Chilseong better than anyone else, right?”

“…ah! okay. sorry.”

“What are you sorry about?”

Mo Won-ryeo lowered her head, and Jin-moo waved her hand.

“Jeongmu Chilseong are the ones who have been defending the midfield with their will for a long time. I’m sure they won’t fall apart easily. They are doing their best to block it, so leave Shaanxi and Shanxi to them.”

“…”

“The problem is the power of the palace. As you know, according to the words of Eungjo, they brought in all 100,000 people, and 70% of them are powerless people.”

A heavy silence fell in the middle.

Grand Palace Lord.

He was consuming the powerless people at the forefront, not the power he had seen in this war.

It was because of that that the damage to the political army was great.

Because the people were mixed in the gap between the attackers, they could not use the sword easily and hesitated.

It was the Dokdo issue of the black killer they spread.

As time went on, more and more people were poisoned, but the antidote was still in short supply.

“The longer this war lasts, the more costly it is to both sides.”

“….”

“In the end, it means a fight against time. We need to reduce the damage and they need to break through the defenses before the army is fully established.”

“What if…?”

“Disrupt the common people they used as shields and draw out the real power of those hiding behind as quickly as possible.”

“But can it be done with only us?”

The number of iron swords that came with Jinmu was only 300.

Although he won two battles, it was only because of the part of the enemy and because Jinmu’s extraordinary strategy worked.

“That’s why Jeoksaeng says we’re going to use poison too.”

“Poison?”

“okay.”

“…”

Poison, no matter how urgent the war situation is, how could he do the same thing as them?

“What are you playing with?”

“yes?”

“The poison we must use is hunger.”

Hunger… Hunger…

“No way! Clear night tactics?”

After thinking for a while, Mo Won-ryeo exclaimed in surprise.

Why is it a clear night tactic? It doesn’t fit the current situation…

“…what is that?”

“yes?”

“What’s that cheongya?”

oh i forgot

The fact that the stratagems that Heavenly Lord had used so far were excellent, but in terms of tactics, she was as ignorant as Chun Woo-myeong.

“God’s clear night tactics…”

Mo Won-ryeo explained what she knew.

Clear night tactics.

One way for a retreating defender to deal with an invading force is to burn all the supplies that will be used against the enemy. Also called the scorched earth tactic.

“…Since the military has been deployed and the defense line has been formed, there is no way to retreat, and even if we do withdraw, it will not take effect until the enemy’s food is completely exhausted. Also, the damage is not only to enemies, but also to allies…”

Strictly!

“Kuk!”

Mo Won-ryeo, who continued to explain at length, was punished.

“What bullshit?”

“yes?”

“I don’t know what a clear night is, but Jeoksaeng just told me to infiltrate the enemy camp and burn food.”

“…yes?”

pretending to be surprised

Anyway, let these guys come pretending to know.

What about the subject of learning tactics in writing? With knowledge as shallow as a sheet of paper.

“This is why Seonmudang is more scary, tsk tsk.”

Seeing Jinmu shake his head while clicking his tongue, Mo Won-ryeo put on an unfair expression.

“From now on, we will not engage in an all-out war with the enemy, but thoroughly pursue only food.”

“…”

“Jeoksaeng said that if the hunger deepens, chaos will surely arise. Confusion will inevitably lead to disintegration… The enemies will have no choice but to move their headquarters unconditionally.”

Everyone nodded their heads at Jinmu’s words, and Mo Won-ryeo pouted, sticking out her mouth for as long as possible, not befitting her age.

Damn it or that.

Jeok-saeng’s strategy was, so to speak, a combination of surprise and clear night tactics.

However, if that strategy was breakthrough power, it suited the iron sword team very exquisitely.

“But, lord, will they easily fall prey to our goals? Moreover, if they knew that we had already launched an attack, they would definitely try to unite…”

Jinmoo smiled at Neung Seo-hyeon’s concerns and asserted.

“Unconditionally get caught.”

“yes?”

“I got it after fighting. What are their weaknesses?”

“…”

What do you mean by a disadvantage?

Everyone pricked up their ears with a curious look at Jinmu’s confident expression.

“The first ones don’t have strong bonds.”

“…Cohesion?”

“Since the defeat of Eungjo in the first battle, no one has risked their lives.”

“Yeah…”

Well, yes.

Although the threat of Jinmu was so bloody, even considering that, the surrender of the Red Guns, excluding the response team, was too quick.

“It is a matter of course. A guy named Head is thinking of running away and treating his subordinates’ lives as ants, who would risk their lives to follow?”

“…”

“And when I heard from Amhyang that Unam caught it, he said that the Daegungju started the invasion by promising them land to settle in and gold and silver treasures.”

“Hmm, it’s a price… I see.”

Everyone except Gakchul and Neungseohyun nodded at the word “master”.

It might not have been the case with the Political Affairs League or the Demonic Cult, but the Sapa people could understand it.

Sappa does not fight without gain. Nor do they foolishly risk their lives for honor or pride.

What if you don’t get paid or the one who pays for it disappears?

“okay. If you break their core, the rest will just disintegrate. In other words, the enemy we have to fight is not 100,000, but 30,000.”

However, Neung Seo-hyeon, who was still born in the Demonic Cult, had an expression of incomprehension.

For a man to risk his life for a price, not for honor…

“But, sir.”

“…?”

“They know that food is important. I’ll try to defend it somehow…”

“I can pierce it.”

“…?”

Even if the answer was fast, it was so fast that the person who asked the question felt embarrassed.

What other ingenious tricks is that God trying to do?

“The second downside they have.”

Jinmu spread out two fingers and smiled.

“There was a reason these bastards were overdosing the poison of the black snake.”

“yes?”

“lets think. There are parts where I am overly outstanding, but wasn’t the battle too easy?”

It’s overly superior… Even so, the battle was easy.

“These bastards lack practical experience. Eungjodo and Mangungdo… Maybe he was stuck in a place called palace and learned only martial arts while thinking about revenge. Well, he probably did training on how to fight with his subordinates.”

Oh, it’s boring just thinking about it.

Jinmu joked around and continued talking.

“But training and actual combat are obviously different, right? Opponent, geography, and… I mean, I desperately need the experience to deal with a variety of situations.”

“….”

“Everyone was frightened by the number of them, so they are just leading a difficult battle.”

Neung Seo-Hyeon stared at Jin-Mu for a long time and laughed inwardly.

Do I really have to say that I am a person worth serving?

Their perspective on combat was very different from theirs.

In order to win the battle in front of their eyes, they looked at the tree called the enemy, and Jinmu looked at the forest called the battlefield and figured out the enemy’s propensity.

What kind of life has he led, how can a person who is only a contracted person have such insight?

“Okay, now that I’ve roughly explained what I’m going to do, pass it on to your subordinates. Everyone, sleep well and rest hard. From now on, I have to enter the middle of the enemy camp, not the outskirts.”

Even after Jinmu finished speaking and disappeared into the forest, receiving Neung Seo-hyeon’s respectful gaze, the leaders did not leave their seats.

Mo Won-ryeo and the masters of the iron sword were still uneasy.

“… sobriety.”

“huh?”

“Can I believe in God?”

“…?”

At Mo Won-ryeo’s words, Chun Woo-myeong turned his head with a puzzled expression.

“Aren’t you still young?”

“Who is younger?”

“It is God.”

“…”

“Not to mention martial arts… Even though we won the previous battle, it wasn’t the normal way, was it? I know you’ve been through many battles, but even the Heavenly Lord probably doesn’t have much experience in large-scale wars like this, and that kind of overconfidence could be rather poisonous…” Chun Woo-myeong wasn’t smart enough to judge anyone, but

Mo Won-ryeo was now saying something very stupid. I could only assert that I was doing it.

previous battle?

The victory was not because the Iron Swordsman was so good, but because Jinmu knew the Ironswords too well.

In other words, it is a mercenary technique.

He knows better than anyone what kind of ability he has and how to use it, so it works even if it is not a normal tactic every time.

But they don’t know that that God is that God.

What would be your reaction if you found out that an old man over 80 lives inside that body?

I wanted to tell you, but it was obvious that it would cause unnecessary confusion.

Chun Woo-myeong rubbed his itchy mouth and called for Mo Won-ryeo.

“Want it.”

“yes?”

“The reason I follow God in the past and now is not because I believe in Him.”

“…?”

“What… In terms of reliability, it’s like adding another stone to the stone pagodas in the miraculous mountain.”

Stacking stones on a stone tower and praying… Such a trivial belief?

Do you mean to risk your life and be loyal with just that kind of faith?

Chun Woo-myeong smiled brightly at Mo Won-ryeo, who was looking at him with an absurd expression.

“But it is. He always gives me a strange feeling of anticipation. Just like putting a single stone on it will make it happen… It will drive people crazy.”

“…”

“So don’t worry and take a good rest as the Lord said.”

Mo Won-ryeo tapped me on the shoulder with a bewildered expression and stared at Chun Woo-myeong, who was heading to the place where Jinmu had disappeared.

strange anticipation.

The kind of heart that if you just follow his words, you can die and go to paradise.

…Hey Danju?

It’s almost blind faith to the extent of risking one’s life in anticipation… Is everyone so immersed in religion?