The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 298

Haomundo, who received the order to live again, set off for Yeonam, a nearby city.

Then he didn’t come back until late at night.

He was an enemy who always showed strategies that exceeded expectations.

While waiting for the plan to be completed, Jinmu, who had been drinking alcohol with Chun Woo-myeong and Sapae-cheon as snacks, became curious about Jeok-saeng’s unsolicited scheme.

A way to enter without breaking the walls.

“Hmm, should I ask?”

“What?”

“…”

Do you understand if I tell you?

Jeok-saeng rode a horse and approached, as if Jinmu’s heart was conveyed as he laughed and idly refilled and emptied the glass.

Wearing wooden armor, it looked as if he was going to fight at any moment.

“God, I’m going to try an attack, will you allow me?”

“I heard it was two days later?”

“It’s just that the blueprints of the castle don’t make me feel safe. Let’s see how they come out.”

“You want to go see it yourself?”

“yes. I can’t be sure without seeing it with my own eyes.”

“Are you going to be alone?”

“I’m not alone, so I’d like to get some help from a quick-spoken skin.”

“Does the wall of medicine go too?”

“yes.”

“Um…”

After thinking for a while, Jinmu called Hwangshin and So Dongbo. They say that they are together, but they must have a role to play. So it would be difficult to keep the enemy right next to him.

“Protect the musketeers.”

“All right.”

“An enemy.”

“…yes?”

“Don’t get too close. Because life is precious.”

“yes!”

“Then go.”

“Yes, Lord!”

Jeoksaeng, who got permission from Jinmu, raised his hand right away, and a group of warriors from one corner of the camp started running toward the nature of Sapaecheon.

Hwangsin and Sodongbo follow Jeoksaeng closely as he runs after him.

“To ask for permission after you’ve already prepared everything… I don’t know what the hell he’s thinking.”

“Iknow, right. If you’re going to fight , why don’t you

take the members of the Iron Sword and use them

?

Anyway, if it’s a fight, he’s like a guy who would wake up from his sleep.

Jinmu shook his head, smiled lightly, and got up from his seat.

“Where is Sechan?”

“I heard you were interrogating that Song Yeo-bang?”

“hearing?”

“yes.”

Because it’s like a bad guy. Interrogating an old man who wouldn’t be surprised if he died right away.

Jinmu stuck out his tongue at Myung Se-chan’s viciousness.

After the collapse of the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce, Song Yeo-bang, whose bones were crushed by Jinmu, was taken prisoner on a stretcher.

“Didn’t you tell me to find out where the children were taken?”

“…”

“Maybe that’s why they’re still interrogating me, but they say they don’t open their mouths.”

“okay? Shall we go somewhere to watch Se-chan interrogate?”

“I have nothing to do, so that’s it.”

Chun Woo-myeong got up and followed Jin-mu.

* * *

Scrap.

A small knife sharpened a piece of wood as thin as a needle.

Myung Se-chan, who carefully checked the sharpness of the tip, turned away with a satisfied smile.

Lying in front of him was none other than Song Yeo-bang.

With Danjeon destroyed by Jinmu, he has changed into an appearance no different from any other rural villager.

In fact, it didn’t matter if I didn’t lose my strength. Because all the bones in my body were shattered.

“Hmm, really, God’s fist is amazing. How did you break the bones so finely?”

Myung Se-chan stuck out his tongue at Jinmu’s viciousness and approached and sat down.

“Hey Songyeobang.”

“….”

“Why don’t you speak slowly now? Where the hell did you send all those kids?”

“…Kill.”

“Oh, of course I will kill you. If you keep your mouth closed like that, I will kill you with the most pain possible.”

“…Kill.”

“He is such a heavy-mouthed old man. bother you.”

Myung Se-chan sighed and held the wooden needle he had made in his hand.

“This is a tree called a hygroscopic tree. He’s a very precious guy who literally absorbs water. If it eats water, it breaks into small pieces. I bet it will be quite thrilling.”

“….”

Myeong Se-chan muttered ferociously, finding the swollen veins in Song Yeo-bang’s arm and carefully inserting a wooden needle into it.

“…suck!”

After a while, Song Yeo-bang’s eyes, which had been fine, suddenly widened to the point of tearing.

“uh? Only one went in yet. that there is a lot left If you ever want to say something, tell me. I will just kill you.”

“…everyone… shut up… shut up.”

“Yes, yes. It should be.”

Myung Se-chan nodded with a smirk, as if he knew that, and slowly began to insert wooden needles into Yeo-bang Song’s body.

When the needles went over five, Song Yeo-fang’s body convulsed like crazy, and white foam began to bubble from his mouth.

“Wow, that’s great. By now, the moisture-sucking tree should be piercing your heart, but you have to endure it.”

“Keuk… kuk…”

Song Yeo-bang turned her eyes white and shook her head wildly at the tremendous pain she felt vividly despite all the bones in her body being broken.

“You just have to say one thing. A place to send children.”

“Keep… ke…”

Whispering like a devil and promising to stop the pain right away, Song Yeo-bang clenched her teeth and endured despite Myung Sae-chan’s enticement.

Myung Se-chan clicked his tongue at the stubbornness of not opening his mouth even though his blood vessels burst and shed bloody tears.

“It’s really poisonous. Hey, then you die.”

In spite of the rude words, Song Yeo-bang endured for a while longer, and eventually broke his neck without saying a word.

“…a damn old man. I only blew a waste of moisture. How much is this?”

Myeong Sae-chan, who was grumbling, turned his head slightly.

Beomjeong, a woman tied to a pole supporting the tent and looking this way with her eyes wide open.

“Inevitably, it’s your turn.”

“…!”

“God doesn’t like it very much when a woman is tormented… but can’t you help it? Because Song Yeobang is dead, there is no one to talk to except you. So please understand.”

It is too kind to be kind to the subject who tortured and killed a person in front of his eyes.

Putting aside the bright smile, why are you explaining in such detail?

As Myung Se-chan approached, Bum-jung, who had watched Song Yeo-bang die painfully, struggled like crazy.

“what? Is Yeobang Song dead?”

Two people walking through the curtains of the tent.

It was Jinmu and the gigantic Cheon Woo-myeong.

“yes. He didn’t say a word.”

“…Still, he was the owner of a faction. You can’t open your mouth easily.”

Jinmu nodded to Myung Se-chan, who stood up from his seat and bowed his head politely.

“Are you going to interrogate him now?”

“yes. If you don’t like it, I won’t.”

“…”

Jinmu, who had been looking at Bumjeong’s wide eyes for a while, sighed and shook his head.

“It can’t be helped. They are poor children.”

That word approached Bumjeong, who had hoped for a moment, in despair.

“Are you going to watch?”

“okay.”

“All right. then.”

After giving a short answer, Myung Se-chan sits down in front of Beom-jeong.

And I really laughed out loud. Like the smile of a death

god who is about to take his life…

Then, as the damp tree penetrated her body, a sharp scream that seemed to rip her throat resounded outside the tent.

* * *

“…?”

A corner of the camp where the rebel forces are staying.

The three figures who were moving along the shadows created by the bonfires lit up everywhere prick up their ears.

They were the hiders of Umyeongdae, who were put in to check the movement of the rebel forces.

They watched the camp from a distance, and secretly hid in the camp while Jeok-saeng led the warriors on the march.

Snug.

Those who looked at each other’s faces quickly exchanged hand gestures.

scream of a woman.

It’s not uncommon on the battlefield. It was enough to arouse curiosity.

A figure who seems to be the head of the masked people spreads his hand and sends a signal horizontally.

find

The subordinates who nodded quickly spread out. It didn’t take long to find the source of the screams.

A tent located on the outskirts of the campsite.

The light from inside was strong, so no shadows were cast even as they approached.

Approaching with as little presence as possible, the chieftain of the masked man took out his sword from his bosom and sharply cut a corner of the tent, then brought one eye to examine the interior.

“What are you?”

“…?”

The masked chief turned his head at the voice coming from somewhere.

Standing in front of him was Jinmu, a man with short sleeves holding the men who came with him in both hands.

“Did Wolcheong do it? Do you know what you are doing?”

“…”

The eyes of the masked chieftain trembled slightly.

When?

Clearly, all energy was erased and it was confirmed that there was no one around.

What’s more, I didn’t even hear the sounds of the subordinates being beaten…?

“Um… Maybe it’ll fit for now?”

what…?

The moment Jinmu smirked in front of his eyes, his image became blurry, and a tremendous pain pierced his stomach without a chance to escape.

“Knock!”

All I could do was scream in agony.

My body bent like a shrimp from the fist that dug deep into my stomach, and my mind soon became distant.

Kwak!

It was a great misfortune that befell him.

blah blah!

The moment he let go of his head, the elbow that rose up powerfully hit the masked man’s chin.

dump.

The masked man’s body, stretched out in the air, was immediately sprawled on the floor.

“what? What are you so weak about?”

Seeing the masked man collapse in just two shots, Jinmu squinted one eye and grumbled.

“I can do it…”

“You can’t control your strength.”

When Chun Woo-myeong grumbled, Jinmu reprimanded him and grabbed the fallen masked man by the collar.

“Take those two guys in.”

“yes.”

As Jinmu dragged the masked man into the tent, Chun Woomyeong followed, carrying the other two on his shoulders.

“Are you an intruder?”

“I guess so.”

At the words of Myung Se-chan, who was interrogating Beom-jung, Jin-moo threw the masked people to the floor so that they made a sound.

When Bum-jeong passed out at Myung Se-chan’s interrogation a while ago, Jin-moo, who felt a strange presence and went out, overpowered the masked people.

“You seem to have been curious about this for quite some time, right?”

“Well….”

“Hmm, thinking about looking at enemy camps, I guess Yuwolcheong has become very stone-headed.”

“….”

At Myung Se-chan’s words, Jinmu nodded.

“Take it off.”

Pak!

As soon as the name fell, Chun Woo-myeong turned the three over and took off their masks.

they’re the first to see

what is natural How can Jinmu know that there are not just one or two warriors belonging to Sapaecheon?

Of course, Chun Woo-myeong was the same.

“uh?”

However, it seemed that Myung Se-chan was not.

“why?”

“How is this guy’s face familiar?”

“Are you used to it?”

“yes. Hmm…”

Judging from the thought as he rubbed his chin, he doesn’t seem to be a high-status guy.

“ah!”

“…?”

“Hey, this is true. I don’t know if Yu Yue-cheong is crazy or if this guy is crazy.”

“why?”

“This is Dong-gwan. After the Lord of Heaven passed away, Yu Yue-cheong placed him in the position of elder.”

“Elder…?”

Jinmu stares at the face of the person Myung Se-chan pointed out.

A man the size of an elder secretly sneaked into the enemy camp.

“Does this make common sense?”

“…Um, no.”

Myung Se-chan shook his head.

“right?”

“yes. It’s not crazy… And as far as I know, a guy named Dong-gwan’s martial arts is not about stealth.”

Stealth is not the main thing. That means…

look at these bastards. It’s fun. It’s so fun.

Thinking of something, Jinmu smiled wickedly.

If this is done well, a pumpkin may have rolled in.

“strong.”

“yes?”

“Take a close look at your face. Let’s see what kind of chick it is.”

“All right.”

While Myung Se-chan was examining the masked man’s face in detail, a commotion broke out outside.

Even the high shouts of unmanned people running around.

“There are a lot of customers tonight, isn’t it, Woomyeong-ah?”

“Hehe, I’m going.”

As soon as Jinmu called his name, Chun Woo-myeong radiated wild energy and ran out of the tent where the interrogation was taking place.

Yes, go ahead and have a guest.

Listen to what everyone has come to pick up and eat this late at night.