Chapter 152

“……You all listen to me carefully. They must be.”
They would rob empty houses with no owners. At this point in the séance.
When everyone’s minds were at ease.
To take advantage of that moment, the Southern Palace Clan gathered the leaders of the temporarily formed Murimen Clan.
They advocated a four-pronged path.
* * *
First, the Zhangmen and householders scattered to face the raids of the Green Forest, the Yangtze River, the Great Wall, and the Four Horsemen.
When the robbery of the houses began in earnest, the beggars of the open country were mobilized in all their capacities, and at the head of them was Zhuge Liang.
Assuming the role of commander-in-chief, the celestial Jie Galzhu took up residence in Anhui alongside the elders, including the Ark of Openness.
At the same time, he prioritized the role of liaison between the branches of the Open Door by selecting the quickest minds to serve in each branch.
“You need to know your situation. Whatever it is, we must know it so we can help ourselves and help others.”
“One, they’re not stupid.”
The voices of concern were not without reason.
Like the War of Zhengsha and the War of Zhengma, information warfare plays a role as time is urgent and every second counts, and Zhengsha is the leader of the Zhengsha faction and Haomun is the leader of the Zhengsha faction.
As a result, the beggars of Open and the gatekeepers of Haomun are swept away.
The reason is that they kill everyone they see.
“This is urgent, so I’ll only explain once.”
Zhuge Liang snapped open a piece of paper with a map of Zhongyuan on it, and pointed out a few places.
“I’m not worried about places like Sichuan, where the Qing, Ami, and Tang families are located. It’s important to communicate with those who are separated, such as the Gamsuk commune and the Kunlun in Qinghai. Move according to the current situation and use your own judgment, but make sure you hear from the open branches in each area. The beggars will be stationed at various places between Sichuan and Chongqing, between Chongqing and Hubei, and between Hubei and Anhui, all within a day’s run if the beggars are desperate enough. They will also send out heraldic messages at each location, but bear in mind that these are only temporary measures, as it is difficult to make the message clear through heraldic messages.”
Zhuge Liang’s story was to take advantage of the many beggars at each street corner. Beggars are everywhere, he says. You could find them everywhere in the Zhongyuan Forest, and they were the most numerous.
“In other words, if half a day after the battle, the beggars who were supposed to come have not arrived, you should know that you have a problem and move.”
Everyone was impressed by Zhuge Liang’s solution to a problem that had caused disagreements in every previous civil war.
It was only because of their positions that they were able to come up with such an organized plan and act on it.
Zhuge Liang, Commander-in-Chief of the Martial Alliance.
The position of General of the Martial Alliance was more important than the title of Heavenly Emperor.
The second was the combination of traveling through the void.
The two of them traveled to Mugang Valley with a minimal number of people, revealing their passage through the narrow passage only to Jie Gal Zhuhu and the other four elders, as well as their respective Zhang Wen and Jia Zhu.
“How are we going to lure them out?”
“Do you remember the man called Black Tiger?”
“You mean the one who was an express killer?”
“Yes, his daughter is alive and apparently being held hostage.”
“…….”
The silent K’un-Lun’s Adept shouted out that they must save Black Lake’s daughter, but the shaman’s white spirit looked him in the eye and spoke firmly.
“You’re saying that instead of going in as a group and getting killed, we can save the girl.”
His words were reasonable.
“How can you compare that with a human life?”
“I can tell you this for sure. If you ask me to sacrifice the shaman’s disciples to save that murderous little girl who may or may not be on our side, I’ll go back to being a shaman and never look back.”
It was one of those things that everyone agreed on. In the midst of a judgment that even the most seasoned of men could not easily make.
“He went directly to his feet.”
The young man’s words drew everyone’s attention.
“And he conveyed to the princess that she would move without a word.”
“……when you say that.”
Wasn’t he going to take the princess to the imperial palace in Mugan Valley? What would happen if he said it?
“If the princess is being held hostage, I will not tell her!”
“If anything happens to the princess,……!”
I opened my eyes to see Zhang Wen of the Joint Sect and Isaac Xinyi of the Ami Sect.
“Disciple of the Joint Sect, I’m not going to say that even if the disciple of the Ami Sect is captured.”
“……No, it is.”
“Swordzone, there is no difference between that and this!”
The young man, Namgungban, shook his head. And a low tone slowly took over the two of them, and the rest of the provisional head of the Martial Alliance here.
“The Martial Alliance has only just been formed, and if you think that we can deal with those who are bent on overturning the heavens at any cost, you are sorely mistaken, Co, Ami. I think we’ll be able to enjoy our current prosperity at their hands once the Murimai Alliance falls.”
Hmph.
As the Southern Palace says, the Murim Alliance is still fragile. They have no faith and trust in their positions rather than each other.
But there are heroes who emerge in times of crisis, like Musketeer Jie Gal Zhu Hu, who takes the lead and does his duty.
Namgungban decides to trust them.
“It will be me and Fang Sojourner who will go to Mugan Valley, but of course the princess will not be there, and Black Tiger will not know that.”
At that, the puzzled Qi Sheng turned to face Nan Gongban with a visibly shaken expression.
“Then if things go wrong, both the man named Black Lake and the girl will die.”
“So there’s a third.”
The third was the strike team. A strike team that would bring Black Ho and his daughter out safely.
A strike force that would be willing to die, a force that would be able to move, and a force that everyone could agree on.
The small, elite, thirty-man squad would be called the Iron Blood Squad, and its leader would be none other than the Iron Blood King An Baek.
An Baek, King of the Iron Blood Sword.
“If you had entered the Wu Nai Fifty Realms earlier, you might have had a more honorable position than the captain of a strike team.”
“I’m sorry. If that were the case, I’d be a bit sore, so it’s better to just move around like this.”
At the same time, he stiffened,
“I’ll try to use my strength.”
The White Sword Southern Palace Stones were recruited on both sides, and a few more were recruited from among the many who offered their support.
“This is the least we can do to repay your favor.”
Bing Tian Sword Vice-Prefect.
“Namu Amitabha. May you defeat the evil and be at peace soon.”
“Namu Amitabha.”
The eighteen-hundred and ninth gate, Gakshan.
“Muryangsu Buddha. I am honored to be chosen.”
At the same time, the shaman’s taijiquan swordsman, Hyun-young,
“They say there is no end to learning, so I look forward to seeing what you have to teach us.”
To An Baek, who had also been selected by many of the other great martial artists, the Southern Palace Class spoke up.
“The strike team has one role. To rescue Black Lake and his daughter.”
“When?”
“I’ll let you know.”
Nodding, the thirty members of the strike team were about to make their move, but I told them that there was something I needed to receive before they could do so.
“Something to pick up?”
I asked, and was informed that the thirty sacks were ready.
“Elder Gu.”
“Yes, Grand Duke.”
Elder Gu’s male archer appeared, his face charcoal-black and thin, but he was eager to see what was so good.
“I’m glad to hear that.”
“Thanks to you. Elder Gu.”
“Let’s show this old man that he can play a part.”
As Elder Gu said this, blacksmiths appeared from behind Namgungban, carrying thirty swords over their shoulders.
Nangong Ban tapped the sword sheath at his waist.
“You’ve all seen them at the Fengyun Sect, but they’re quite capable.”
All of the swords were Black Heaven-class swords made of the scales of the Dark Blood Net, and each of the recipients accepted them with trembling eyes.
“……!”
“What is this…….”
“After risking their lives, this is the kind of sword they deserve.”
Nan Gongban shook his head.
“Let’s see if we live to see it.”
* * *
The bandits of the Green Forest who entered Mugan Valley all screamed and died on the spot. It was an ant hell where not even an ant could survive.
Even so, Huang Bo Geng and the others couldn’t help but laugh.
“There’s a traitor. Where and how? Who……!”
“Big brother, don’t worry. The Thunder Sword Sect hasn’t gone.”
“We’ll just have to do it here in moderation……!”
Kuung!
The entire canyon rumbled as Huang Bo Guo rolled on the ground.
“You’re stupid, don’t you understand? If we lose this fight, it’s all over.”
“Oh, you too, big brother. Even if the four factions join hands, how can you say that this faction will fall at once?”
“The princess is captured, and this sandcastle-like group will quickly crumble. A traitor is out, which means they can’t trust each other.”
Huang Bo Gyum nodded. Then, instead of looking at the disappearing back of the Thunder Sword Pavilion in the distance, he opened his mouth.
“We’re going to Shandong, which is before Jiangxi.”
“No, why go to Shandong!”
* * *
Finally, the fourth and final destination was the road leading to Jiangxi, where the Aggies led by Princess Zhu Yingyong and Huang Tianhu were headed.
And before them, countless people appeared.
Huang Tianhou’s expression hardened.
“…… Is this your choice?”
“It’s not for you to say.”
A sigh escaped Huang Tianhou’s lips. The lice that had held him captive were gone. And there was a figure in front of him, blocking his path.
“Mo Yongbi.”
“I will make you regret not killing me forever.”
“Has he been after us all this time?”
“If you’re no longer able to hold your head high in the Middle Kingdom under the name of Mo Yong, you may as well move on to a place that will upend the heavens.”
“Foolish.”
Even Mo Yongbi wouldn’t be able to handle the two hundred or so men in front of him.
“You think they can handle us with only this many?”
“Barely?”
Mo Yongbi smiled. Seeing her smile, Huang Tianhou’s eyes darkened, and his expression hardened as he saw the countless soldiers appearing behind them.
“Hongqian……?”
“The Aguidan will be annihilated here. If we take the princess, we win. Kill them all, but secure the princess and bring back the head of the Aguidan leader!”