Login Murim Episode 949
There is a foreshadowing for everything.
When an earthquake approaches, the ground shakes and countless birds take off at the same time, and before a typhoon strikes, feathery clouds fill the sky.
If natural disasters, which are no different from heaven, can happen, what more needs to be said if they are caused by mere humans?
Just a few days ago, some people were able to sense an unusual sign coming from the grassland.
And that too clearly and clearly. ‘Nomads. No, the entire grassland is shaking.’
Inside the spacious Daejeon (大殿) covered in light darkness. The tall man stared at the map in front of him without saying a word.
The map, which was as big as three long marches put together, was filled with the topography and place names of the entire continent, but his eyes were only focused on one place.
Shanxi (山®).
This is the hometown where the man was born and raised all his life, and the land that his ancestors have protected.
About 300 years ago, at the end of a war that had stained the world with blood, a person arrived on this land.
The last name is Jinga and the first name is Muryangra.
He was originally an unwelcome stranger, but when he reached Taiwon, he laid down the cornerstone and raised a flag, which was the beginning of the Taewon Jinga.
‘He probably didn’t know either. ‘I never thought my family would be able to survive such a long period of time.’
Over three hundred years.
It’s a long time ago.
The colorful flowers that made viewers gasp and the giant trees that were tall and large enough to overwhelm everyone fell down in the face of repeated winter and time.
However, the weeds of the outskirts, the Taewonjin family, are still protecting this land to this day.
It blooms profusely, then bends, falls apart, and rises again.
“Rise and fall (興亡座衰) d.”
Jin Wei-gyeong, a quiet man, spoke slowly.
“The ups and downs of the original family have already passed a long time ago, and the downfall has barely been avoided. So I thought there was only one thing left to do now…
Qin Yuqing laughed. Humidly.
“You made a mistake once. “Don’t you think of something else too?”
It is not a complaint or a whisper that no one will listen to.
Wipin, who was as heavy as a steel tower and as calm as a lake, guarding his position, opened his mouth.
“Looking at you now, my lord, I suddenly think of old times.”
“reminiscence?”
“Actually, it’s not old enough to be called old times. It was only two years ago,
“Hangsan checkpoint (恒山劍門)”“”
“you’re right. “My lord was like this even back then.”
Wei Feng continued speaking in a cool voice, like his nickname “Gwigeom (鬼劍).”
“The fight hasn’t even started. Are you planning on putting down your sword before you even draw it?”
“Does it look like that?”
“It seems so. In my eyes now.”
Jin Wi-kyung bit her lip at her closest loyalist’s firm reply.
I feel ashamed of myself for not being able to immediately deny it.
In addition, the reality is so dark that it makes it impossible to make a decision, even if only for a moment.
“I am… the owner of the main family. “Countless lives are at stake in just a few short words or a trivial action.”
It is not just Taewonjinga.
The entire Shanxi martial forest moves according to the will of Jin Wei-gyeong.
The Taiyuan Jin family is the undisputed loser of Shanxi Province in name and reality, and he is practically the head of the family.
And at this very moment, waves of tens of thousands of people and horses are crashing towards this land.
“We have already sent a letter through Shanxi Province to evacuate the people of Datong and Sanyin. “We need to prevent as much damage as possible.”
Daedong and Saneum are the Hyeon-eups (燃E) that are closest to the grassland.
It was also the place where the grassland army that crossed the border would trample first.
“The Hangsan inspection is the same. It’s not too late to back down. “That is the only way to avoid the Gate of Destruction.”
“Do you really think this Moonju will accept that offer?”
“It’s not a suggestion. “This is an order.”
Jin Wei-gyeong continued speaking in a subdued voice.
“She must have accepted reality by now because there is no other option.”
In the past two years, Hangsan Inspection, under the banner of Taewon Jinga, has also achieved remarkable growth.
This So-wol, who became the new lord of the clan in the body of a woman, was a more talented person than anyone thought.
While her father, Hyeolranggeom Lee Cheon-baek, who was the lord of the previous clan and her father, established the Hangsan Gate through fear and force, she rebuilt the clan that was on the verge of collapse with her unique smarts and leadership.
enough to attract public attention
However, it was clear that no matter how much we continued to grow, we would not be able to overcome the crisis that was just around the corner. “Simman”
Jin Wei-gyeong stared at Wei Feng with heavy eyes.
“By the time they reach Shanxi, the number will have increased to thirty thousand;5
The past few days have passed cruelly quickly.
One day, upon receiving urgent news that nomads scattered throughout the grasslands were gathering, several local merchants and merchants along the grassland trade routes disappeared.
Of course, their fate and fate were obvious. “Their purpose is clear. “I don’t even know who is behind me.”
Qin Yuqing knew Temur and Qinggen well.
One of the decisive reasons why the two were able to rapidly emerge as powerful figures in the grasslands was because of the support of the Taewonjin family.
“Temur is strong but extremely simple, and Qingen has a deep heart and is prudent, but his courage is small. “They are not great people who would never do something like this. They don’t have the power to do it.”
The days when the nomads of the grasslands scolded the continent with bows and assault spears are long gone.
The empire they built disappeared without a trace, and the nomads who were driven out to the vast but desolate fields continued to experience hostility and decline among their compatriots.
“Their power has been well proven. But that is still not enough to overcome the midfield.”
Temur and Qingen, who came to be called khans, were ultimately just one of the many great chieftains of the steppe.
On the other hand, what about the midfield?
In each castle, there are anywhere from a few thousand to as many as 10,000 soldiers of a great nation and powerful martial arts sects.
Divided grassland.
A united midfield.
There is a gap so deep and wide between these.
The day will never come again when nomads will continue the exploits of their ancestors and rule the world.
Unless another great force intervenes.
“It is not the thirty thousand nomads that I am afraid of.”
Jin Wei-gyeong glared at the large map in front of him.
It’s as if something hidden somewhere in these dense pictures and letters is waiting to pop out.
“Damcheon. “I am afraid of their power that has not yet been revealed.”
Over the past two years, Taewon Jinga has always sought victory.
However, amidst the days of celebration and cheering, Jin Wei-gyeong suffered from terrible nightmares that came every night.
Nightmares of dead people
Kill it!
Don’t take a single step back!
Cha cha cha chang!
Palcheonhyeop （A 天|映）.
Jin Wei-gyeong wandered every night in the bloody canyon where enemies, allies, and traitors all rushed at each other like animals.
Lord Soga. I hope it’s okay… Wow!
I saw Gasol, who always greeted me with a smile, fall down with blood splattered.
Please, save me. please.
He passed by the dying soldier of the Hangsan Prosecutor’s Office with his eyes wide open to deal with another enemy.
Do you know what the Taewonjin family did to us?
After waiting for decades, I finally faced the traitors with their hidden swords drawn.
I constantly exchanged swords with them, and finally came face to face with one of the people I had defeated.
Look around. What do you think when you see them dying so cruelly?
A beard soaked in blood and stained red.
Dry eyes and voice.
The elder, who must have died a long time ago, was speaking to his veins with a cool breath.
If only you had been a little more careful. If only I had been smart… Couldn’t a tragedy like today have been prevented?
It’s something I don’t remember.
It was natural.
Because that was the question Jin Wi-kyung asked herself.
Jin Wei-kyung knew.
The great elder in the nightmare also realized that all the words he uttered ultimately originated from Jin Wei-gyeong himself.
But even though I knew that fact, the nightmare continued to repeat itself.
Even at this moment, “Master.”
At the sound of Wei Feng’s voice suddenly penetrating her ear, Jin Wei-gyeong slowly opened her eyes as if she had just woken up from sleep.
And before I knew it, I realized that my body was soaked with cold sweat.
“······Shit. “Let’s talk a little bit.”
Jin Wi-kyung burst into laughter while swearing.
It was ridiculous.
The sight of myself trembling like a mouse soaked in the rain.
Shanxi Murim is in the hands of this pathetic bastard who is having trouble even breathing due to the pressure coming from all directions. No, the fate of the entire Shanxi Province depends on it.
The only thing that gave me a ray of comfort was the fact that someone I had been with for a long time was by my side.
“May I have a word with you?”
A voice that resonates in the momentary silence
Wei Feng continued without waiting for Jin Wei-gyeong to respond.
“Obviously the enemies are strong. If the undiscovered power of the dark spring is added to Simman’s nomadic people… Depending on your judgment, something irreparable may happen.
“Even if we join forces with the government, it is difficult to guarantee victory. “As long as there are no reinforcements, even if we mobilize all the power of Shanxi Province, we cannot handle it.”
Jin Wei-gyeong added bitterly.
“Even if heavenly luck arrives and reinforcements arrive on time, the number of troops will be far from sufficient. It’s natural. If I were in the same position, I would never be able to empty my family!
Seongdonggyeokseo (聲東擊西).
The vast grasslands extend not only to Shanxi Province but also to Liaoning, Hebei, and Shaanxi.
The moment the large army moving south toward Shanxi Province twists its horses, the clans and families that sent reinforcements become new targets.
Furthermore, as long as Amcheon has a strange magic called Lee Dong-jin, no one will be able to easily vacate the sect and family.
Because they also have something to protect.
“I am thinking of abandoning Shanxi and heading to Henan. As long as there are people, the family will never disappear.”
This choice is neither the best nor the second best. It is a lesser evil to avoid the worst.
And Wei Fang was also unaware of Jin Wei-gyeong’s desire to prevent so many sacrifices.
“If my lord so orders, I will follow.”
“Upang. you······
“But my lord, do you remember?” Wipin continued calmly.
“Two years ago. Someone said that. “Once you start to back away, you have no choice but to take a step back and stumble on a rock.”
“ r
“I know. I don’t know that the enemies are strong or what kind of thoughts the lord had in making such a decision, but… “
After taking a deep breath, Wipin took a full-throated approach towards the lord he trusted and followed.
“Our Taewonjin family, and indeed the Shanxi martial arts team, have become stronger.”
Wipin turned around without hesitation and opened the tightly closed door.
Sreuk.
That moment. Jin Wei-gyeong saw it.
Beyond the slowly opening door, countless people were waiting, armed. Familiar faces leading them. “Lee So-wol of Hangsan Inspection. “We have come to fight against foreign enemies.”
Cha chachang!
Lee So-wol in military uniform.
And behind her, the three hundred soldiers of the city’s Hangsan Sword Gate pulled out their weapons and stuck them deep into the ground.
“This Moonju. What the hell is this…
Jin Wei-gyeong was speechless.
This was because two years ago, I saw dozens of clan lords and family lords who swore allegiance under the flag of the Taewonjin family.
Among them, each armed with their own weapons and their cold eyes shining, there is also one person who has just appeared.
“What are you worrying about so much?” His voice is rough and awkward, as if he had forgotten how to speak for a long time.
The young man wearing rag-like clothes looked at Jin Wei-gyeong and smiled.
So much so that the hollow cheeks stand out.
“older brother,
“······I”
At the sight of her younger brother finally coming out into the world after a long closing ceremony, Jin Wi-kyung could not overcome the rising turmoil and closed her eyes.
And in the moment of darkness, I remembered the voice of my youngest brother, who was not present, that I had heard through Wipin’s mouth a little while ago.
‘Once you start to step back, you have no choice but to stumble on a rock and fall.’
I’m not sure. What is the right and wrong choice?
However, the path to take has been decided. Jerk.
Jin Wei-gyeong took a step forward.
To those who are waiting for Sogaju of Taewonjin family.
Toward a dark future with a bloody smell in the air.
