Episode 429:
A horse runs across the plain.
Every time a spear longer than a human body passed by, the soldier’s neck was harvested like a fruit.
Arrows rain down along the running cavalry.
After the pitch-black arrow rain obscured the sun, a red picture appeared on the plain.
A canvas made of people is similar to an abstract painting.
“Khan! “Defend us!”
The warhorses used by the Sukshin tribe had thick legs and were one head larger than ordinary horses.
When those horses ran at once, the earth shook.
Boom, boom, boom –
Following the sound of the drum, the archers in the rear changed their arrows.
The first thing I shot was a metal arrow, and the next thing I held was a bone arrow.
Metal arrows had high penetrating power and were good for killing armored warriors.
On the other hand, bone arrows can fly far and can attack rear troops.
The arrow quiver of the Sukshin archer unit was filled with over 100 arrows, and countless different arrows were stuck in the quiver behind the saddle.
“Shoot!”
Bone arrows fly. It covered a distance of over 200 sheets (approximately 600 meters) and penetrated the enemy lines.
Pipipipiping–!
The maximum range that the Fire Empire’s archers can shoot is only about 100 shots (about 300 meters).
Border soldiers basically know how to breathe and practice archery.
Although it is different from Kang Ho-in’s, it uses the same movement and fires a rain of arrows in the same line and in the same parabola.
However, the bows of the nomadic people led by the Sukshin tribe easily crushed it.
“Kaaaaak kill me. Kill it! “We must kill the crazy cowboys!”
Baek In-jang screams in a frenzy.
The arrow stuck in the vital spot spurted out blood.
All a military doctor can do here is help you die painlessly.
The imperial archers fell like fallen leaves.
“Our arrows can’t reach it!”
“Mommy mommy!”
One archer who had gone crazy hugged the head of his already dead comrade.
An arrow filled with true energy was inserted between the bone arrows.
Those are real arrows.
Just by touching it, it split the spine and became embedded in the ground, sowing the seeds of death.
“Retreat, retreat!”
The general’s cry rings in vain.
Then the drum sound changes again.
Thump, thump, thump –
at that moment, all the Sukshin archers changed their arrows.
It’s iron time!
bang!
An impatient arrow, unable to wait for an ally’s command, hit the ground.
The general pulled out the arrow.
“This… field field technique…? Could it be that they have already occupied ‘that place’?”
At that moment, a shadow fell over the general’s head.
Is it a cloud?
He raised his eyes.
Arrows made of iron filled his vision.
And the arrows pierced the field of vision and hit the floor.
Patter!
Just like an ant being crushed by a thumb, the general’s limbs were horribly crushed and left a mark on the ground.
Boom, boom, boom –
the sound of the drum changes.
There were still plenty of arrows.
There were still many arrows left.
* * *
Danmu Castle located on the northern border of Shanxi Province.
Although it was a fortress city, it was a place where trade with nomads took place and it functioned like a farm that bridged the two cultures.
A large military camp was now built there.
Master opened the window.
[Heeya. What do you feel first?]
That is the teaching of a tactful teacher.
It was a real battle.
Jin Cheonhee closed her eyes.
The first thing I felt was the strong smell of horse manure, and there was less of a blood scent than I expected.
In contrast, the smell of alcohol was so strong that it spread everywhere.
[It is the scent of defeat.]
[What do you think?]
[The surviving horses came back in a hurry and defecated here, and the reason the blood scent is low means they abandoned the wounded soldiers because they did not have time to evacuate while taking care of their comrades, or the worst. This is because they were defeated so badly that even the bodies could not be recovered.]
[What about the alcoholic scent?]
[The general who was concerned about the soldiers running away in a situation of defeat must have sent alcohol.]
[The more a situation like this, the stronger the spirit . Why would you drink alcohol when you need to reorganize it?]
[This means that the shock to our allies is that great.]
[Do you think we have suffered a crushing defeat?]
Jin Cheon-hee nodded without hesitation.
[Yes.]
[Then it must be a big deal.]
Zhugelin sent the message leisurely, as if he was talking about someone else’s business.
The two agents of the Zhuge family never panicked.
However, the teachings that have been with them since their ancestors weigh heavily on them.
It was like a fish in water, but Jin Cheon-hee was also a fish that did not want to go into that water.
* * *
Without even going into the realm of military dogs, every war leaves its scent.
If you look at the interviews and memoirs of American soldiers who went through the Vietnam War in the past, it is said that the American soldiers at that time knew that there was an enemy by the smell of fish soy sauce, which the Vietnamese soldiers often ate.
One of the ways for the Vietnamese military to recognize American soldiers is to smell the stocks enjoyed by that culture.
From simple things like this, the smell of gunpowder, blood and flesh.
Even the smell of oil and signs of gas.
In a battlefield, many scents leave behind information.
Likewise, in the Zhuge Dynasty, all the tricksters are taught how to read the wind and how to naturally obtain information through the scent of the battlefield.
Baek Rin-ui-seon wanted to teach his students everything he knew, and Jin Cheon-hee had to learn how to live as a tactician amidst a flood of information.
[Well, even so, don’t pretend to know. Learning and being hired are two different issues.]
There is no need to go to the extent of the three hardships and hardships faced by the head of the faction.
If Eunwangya decides to bring him back, he has no choice but to be tied by a leash.
Many military tents had already been set up outside Danmokseong Fortress.
When King Zhou arrived, Lord Danmokseong and General Yukheon, the general in charge of this war, came out and began to greet them.
Jin Cheon-hee thought as he watched it from afar.
‘After all, a civil servant who dies by protocol and lives by protocol. Even if you’re a soldier, you can’t avoid it.’
“A thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!”
“A thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!”
All the soldiers raised their spears to greet King Zhou.
King Zhou responded with a sour expression.
“Isn’t that important now? “I would have told the busy soldiers not to do this.”
Yuk Heon answered.
“However, if you skip paying homage to His Majesty, it is the same as committing a sin of disrespect towards the Emperor.”
“…He wouldn’t care about that.”
After saying that, he went straight to his barracks and left.
“See you later then.”
I said hello to Jin Cheon-hee and his group.
That’s more burdensome.
Baekrin Uigak was guided by a general named Jeon Jeon.
“This is a white paper leaflet. From now on, I will guide you to each member of Baekrin! “If there’s anything uncomfortable, you can always tell me.”
‘From the Baekinjang onwards, they are appointed as generals.’
Anyway, the place where Jin Cheon-hee was taken to was called Murimdae, which could be said to be a unit that gathered strong people.
Baekrin’s tent had already been prepared.
“You can unpack here and set up a treatment center.”
“All right. “Hmm, are all these people Kang Ho-in?”
Jin Cheon-hee asked because the number of the martial arts team was quite large.
“Yes, that’s right. “The remaining martial arts units are scheduled to be drafted into a special mobile unit.”
‘Oh, it’s a bit weird for me, a martial arts person, to say something like this. ‘They are strong men who are not familiar with military discipline or proper strategy and tactics, so they are deployed in things like secret raids.’
Considering their huge egos, that’s probably right.
From the military’s point of view, Kang Ho-in is irreplaceable, but when it comes to using him, his role is like a shitty window.
I know updates are crap, but that doesn’t mean you can just throw it away and use DOS or Linux.
If I had been able to study like that, my career would have changed.
In this way, Eunwangya crushed Kang Ho-in’s 10 with tears.
I was prepared to clash between political factions and Safa factions, which would result in resources being diverted.
I just hope that Baekrin and Hwaju, which are bundled together, will provide disk defragmentation and anti-virus functions.
Now, will this Danmokseong 11 run properly?
‘There’s already a shipwreck in the tent next to it.’
Hwaseong Pavilion is already busy.
I am currently receiving foot and foot treatment.
The Sapa members who were captured… sat with slightly sullen expressions because they could not bear to say that they were members of the Black War Council.
For some reason, after cutting off sheep heads and drying them upside down, no soldiers went that way.
Whieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeumps
of flies of the sheep’s severed head.
An altar is built in the corner and some sort of ancestral rite is being performed.
‘…There’s something like this in the Dark War Pavilion.’
The members of the Hua Zhou Cabinet tried their best to avoid paying attention to the Sapa camp, and Jin Cheon-hee also tried his best to avoid making eye contact.
I am already worried about hygiene, but the nightmare of misreading comes to mind.
‘Oh, it was cooking.’
Fortunately, the severed sheep head was placed in a large pot and started to boil.
A foul smell hits you.
Still, the doctor is glad that it is better to eat it to get rid of it.
The sheep’s head is also relatively fresh(?) by the standards of this era.
Jin Cheon-hee asked Master.
“Hwa-ju’s angles are split so hard, so we can only treat Kang Ho-in, right?”
“There’s no need to ask about your wishes like that, Hee-ya. “Maybe we should treat everything as it comes.”
“Still, wouldn’t there be lawmakers sent by the imperial family?”
“Even if you don’t look at it, there will be a manpower shortage there as well.”
…I guess so.
Still, I’m trying to get the Jincheonhee Hope Circuit started somehow.
“Well… I’m glad to hear that the government supports all medicines and sets the right prices.”
“okay. “We have plenty of supplies and additional supplies will arrive soon, so we can do something.”
Perhaps by special order, the land allocated to Baekrin Uigak was quite large.
Although it was said that Hwaseong Pavilion was next to each other, it was difficult to hear each other’s conversation.
Jin Cheon-hee squatted down and held the dirt.
“If you look at the leylines, it seems like you can narrowly cut the line.”
“The feng shui master at the military camp must have helped.”
[However, if the fireworks continue, the seeds of nearby leylines will dry out, making it difficult to maintain the level. Master.]
[Yes, that’s right. [You pointed it out well.]
The smell that Jin Cheon-hee smelled included the smell of tar and gunpowder oil.
In this world, guns are far inferior weapons to bows.
It cannot contain history and cannot be used as a speaker. It breaks easily and often explodes.
‘However, if you put it in a catapult and shoot it, it’s a different story.’
Even Jincheonroe, the TNT of Kangho, is a powerful weapon.
Put something like that in a catapult and fire it at the besieged camp?
Jin Cheon-hee said.
[I don’t know who the agent in the military camp is. The tactic failed badly.]
[Yes. We lost a lot of troops. Even if we compare the number of wounded soldiers coming in now, it is only a small fraction of the number of casualties.]
Is this the military camp that retreated and settled in?
After thinking about that, Jin Cheon-hee activates the hope circuit again. Beep!
[Master, even though he failed this time, he must have learned his lesson! Do you want to eat it again?]
[Hehehehehehe. Although we are in the rear, if we blow up the front lines two more times, we will probably feel for ourselves the destructive power of the catapults used by the nomads.]
Damn it.
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