The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 105

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 105

 

 

 

People staring in shock.

Some soldiers were so surprised they dropped their weapons, others collapsed to the ground, and some even started running away.

The leadership was equally shocked by this tremendous spectacle.

 

“Wh-what is that!”

“That person must be one of those martial artists we’ve only heard about!”

“That’s a martial artist? Are the Central Plains crawling with such monsters?”

 

The captain and leadership were basically people who knew how to use martial arts.

But even if they gave their all, they couldn’t display the tremendous divine power that Jeok Wigang had shown.

Meanwhile, Hyeonryong Castle Lord and the front line soldiers who had been watching anxiously from afar were startled by the sudden thunderous roar and looked in that direction.

The sight of the earthen fortress collapsing and the hill behind it disappearing felt unreal.

 

“What is that? What happened?”

“Something must have happened to Great Person Jeok! We must immediately send soldiers to rescue Great Person Jeok.”

 

As the castle lord made a fuss, Ye Yahyeon sighed and calmed him down.

 

“Calm your excitement and listen to what I have to say.”

“What? Commander, do you know what’s happening?”

“I know very well. Everything that just happened was caused by the martial arts that Great Person Jeok displayed.”

“What? Great Person Jeok learned martial arts?”

“That’s right. And the strongest kind at that.”

“The strongest? But then… why would such a person be a Hanlin Academy compiler?”

 

It made even less sense.

 

“I don’t understand that either, but anyway, what just happened was because of the martial arts that Great Person Jeok displayed.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t even martial arts.

It was probably just throwing a punch straight out.

Since explaining that to these people would make the story long, he simply called it martial arts for convenience.

Do these people know?

That what just unfolded was merely a ‘lightly’ thrown punch.

 

“Ah. With such power, His Majesty must have given him the imperial plaque.”

 

Even after learning that his rank was much lower than his own, the castle lord still showed extreme respect.

While both camps were in shock like this, Jeok Wigang approached the Jinno Horse and said.

 

“Now, you are free.”

 

He spoke with a grin, but the Jinno Horse’s expression was one of shock.

The Jinno Horse’s gaze was fixed on the place where Jeok Wigang had thrown his punch.

It looked back and forth between Jeok Wigang and the gaping hole, then snorted and lowered its head, slowly approaching.

Then it rubbed its face against Jeok Wigang’s body, bringing its nose close and sniffing.

 

“What are you doing? Aren’t you leaving?”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, the Jinno Horse let out a small whinny and then lay down flat.

Seeing this, the Tatar Tribe was shocked once again.

When a horse showed such behavior, it meant it recognized that person as its master.

 

“Th-this can’t be… Paecheonhoya is… choosing a master.”

 

Paecheonhoya.

It was a divine horse that had been passed down only as a legend of the grasslands.

Being a spiritual creature, it would attack people but not harm them.

That’s why they had offered it to Jeok Wigang, but it had recognized him as its master.

The captain looked back and forth between the gaping earthen fortress and Jeok Wigang, letting out a deep sigh.

This wasn’t a fight.

The hand that Jeok Wigang had extended was truly a hand seeking a peace agreement.

If it hadn’t been, their camp would have been shattered by that tremendous punch.

He envied the Emperor.

To have the loyalty of such a tremendous person.

And he felt trust.

Trust that someone who received Jeok Wigang’s loyalty would surely keep their promises.

The captain revealed his identity to Jeok Wigang.

 

“I am the master of the grasslands, Turkhan, the Great Khagan of the Tatars.”

 

Great Khagan Turkhan.

He was the master of the grasslands and the chief of all tribes existing on those grasslands.

 

“Ah! You were the Great Khagan. I apologize for not recognizing you.”

“No. I was hiding my identity, so you couldn’t have known. I will follow the will of the Emperor you serve. From today onward, I will withdraw the army and will never attack again as long as the peace agreement continues.”

“You’ve made a wise decision. I will also do my best to help the Great Khagan and the tribes of the Great Grasslands.”

“Thank you. May I make one request?”

“What is it?”

“I recognize you as a true warrior. Would you please become a friend of our Tatar Tribe?”

“It would be an honor.”

“You, you’ll really become our friend?”

“Yes. Should I even make an oath?”

“No. I trust you.”

 

Jeok Wigang grinned.

 

“If you ever have difficulties, I’ll help you anytime. Here, this is a gift for becoming friends.”

 

What Jeok Wigang offered was a ring with a green-glowing orb embedded in it.

 

“When you really need help, infuse energy into that ring and call my name. Then it will connect to me.”

“Oh my. Is it alright to give me such a precious item?”

“We’re friends now, aren’t we?”

 

The Great Khan laughed at the sight of Jeok Wigang winking one eye.

 

“Hahaha! That’s right! We are friends! Let me see. It wouldn’t be proper to send you away empty-handed after receiving such a great gift.”

 

The Great Khan took something out and offered it.

 

“The Heavenly Wolf Divine Tablet. It’s proof that you are a friend of me, the Great Khan.”

“Thank you.”

“Hahahaha!”

 

The Great Khan felt even better seeing him accept it so readily when he could have declined once out of courtesy.

Jeok Wigang didn’t know.

The meaning of the Heavenly Wolf Divine Tablet that the Great Khan, Turkhan, had given him.

The Heavenly Wolf Divine Tablet was a plaque that represented the Great Khan, like an Imperial Command Plaque.

With the Heavenly Wolf Divine Tablet, anyone in the Great Grasslands would treat Jeok Wigang like the Great Khan.

 

“Then we shall trust you and withdraw.”

“Yes. I will convey the Great Khan’s wishes to His Majesty and will definitely reopen the salt trade route for you.”

 

The Great Khan nodded with satisfaction at Jeok Wigang’s words.

 

“Good! Then we’ll withdraw while looking forward to good news. And Paecheonhoya, I entrust him to you. He’s a horse called a legend in the grasslands.”

“Yes. I will treat him preciously.”

 

Jeok Wigang thought.

Now he would travel in a cart pulled by a horse instead of an ox.

That would look better.

Jeok Wigang was in a good mood.

Would people know?

The fact that the horse pulling the cart was a legend of the grasslands.

Also, would Paecheonhoya know?

That he was destined to pull a cart.

The Great Khan placed his left hand on his chest and spoke.

 

“Then, may the blue sky and black earth always be with you.”

 

Jeok Wigang responded with a Central Plains-style Cupped Fist Salute.

 

“I hope infinite glory will grace the Great Khan’s future.”

“Haha! Thank you, friend! Let’s meet again next time!”

“Yes!”

 

 

 

“Look, they’re really withdrawing.”

“My goodness.”

 

People were amazed at the sight of the Tatar Tribe’s great army withdrawing.

Who would have thought he could actually persuade them through dialogue and send them back.

Dialogue?

For a moment, people’s gazes focused on one place.

Looking at the pit that stretched out in a straight line, should that also be called dialogue?

They thought that the biggest reason they resolved things through dialogue with Jeok Wigang might somehow be that thing.

When Jeok Wigang crossed over riding a new horse, people cheered.

The fortress lord quickly went down to greet him.

 

“You’ve truly worked hard.”

“Not at all. It’s all thanks to His Majesty’s grace.”

“Hahaha! That’s right. Shouldn’t we hold a feast on such a joyful day? How about it? Shall we slaughter those cattle over there and hold a feast?”

 

Jeok Wigang shook his head.

 

“It’s still too early. We haven’t even dealt with the real enemy yet.”

“The real enemy?”

“Unhae Castle.”

“What? They’re the enemy?”

“The crime of arbitrarily embezzling the budget granted by His Majesty corresponds to treason. It wouldn’t be strange to behead them immediately.”

“But that place has more troops than here and has a solid fortress that’s virtually impregnable.”

“No matter how solid it is, it will collapse with one punch.”

 

People understood immediately.

No matter how strong the fortress, could it withstand that fist?

It was a divine fist that could blow away even mountains.

 

“I see.”

“Well, today is still a good day, so let’s eat to our heart’s content. Tell the soldiers too that the war is over now, so they can put down their weapons and eat freely. I’ll buy the alcohol.”

“Wh-what are you saying? We’ll pay for it.”

“Being able to hold out like this until now was only possible because everyone here generously contributed their wealth, wasn’t it? So I’ll pay for it.”

“Y-you knew about that too?”

“Of course. Information is the foundation of auditing.”

“I see.”

 

It was natural to investigate information about audit subjects.

 

“Come, bring all the alcohol in the vicinity. From today, we’ll feast for several days.”

“Yes!”

 

 

 

After finishing the feast that lasted several days, Jeok Wigang set off toward Unhae Castle.

Ox carts loaded with rotten military rations sent from Unhae Castle were following in a long line.

 

“Pungcheon. Is pulling the cart okay?”

 

Neigh-.

 

Pungcheon was Paecheonhoya’s name.

Pungcheon seemed to laugh as if it was fine.

 

“He should be happy running through the grasslands, but I feel bad making him pull a cart like this.”

 

Neighing-.

 

With a long cry and a motion of rubbing his head against his knee, Pungcheon seemed even happier instead.

What mattered to Pungcheon wasn’t the free plains, but being by Jeok Wigang’s side.

In the grasslands, he had been exhausted from avoiding troublesome humans, but now that he was beside the strongest human, there was no such bother.

Jeok Wigang smiled slightly, understanding what Pungcheon liked from his movements.

 

“Right. Let’s eat some delicious meat when we get to the fortress.”

 

Neighing-!

 

Pungcheon was even more pleased at the mention of meat.

Pungcheon preferred meat over fodder.

Everyone who saw him was shocked that he was a meat-eating horse, but Jeok Wigang found such a Pungcheon even more appealing.

Before long, Jeok Wigang’s group arrived at Unhae Castle.

Unlike Hyeonryong Castle, they could see neatly maintained fortress walls and guards wearing armor that looked brand new.

A long line stretched out in front of them.

It was a line waiting for the guards’ inspection to enter the fortress.

The inspection mainly focused on horse carts and carts.

Frustrated, Ye Yahyeon spoke to Jeok Wigang.

 

“Should I go reveal my identity and ask them to let us pass first?”

“No, it’s fine. We’re not in a hurry, so let’s enter slowly.”

“Aren’t you frustrated, Older Brother?”

“More than that, the people’s expressions don’t look very bright, do they?”

“You’re right. Everyone looks full of worry.”

“Hmm.”

 

Jeok Wigang listened carefully to the conversations of the people around them.

 

“Have you prepared this month’s taxes?”

“Ugh. I haven’t prepared them yet.”

“A household registration tax based on each child… what kind of nonsense is this? I have five children.”

“I have four. Sigh.”

“Do you know what happens if you can’t pay?”

“Of course. You get dragged to the labor camp. Some bastards offer up their own children because they hate labor.”

“Crazy bastards. How can they offer up their own children?”

“They must want to avoid labor that badly. Don’t you know? They call it labor, but people who come back from there get sick to the bone.”

“I know. Didn’t Mr. Jang from next door die after being sickly?”

“That’s why they try not to go by any means.”

“What on earth is His Majesty doing? Leaving such a bastard who deserves to die alone like that.”

“Would His Majesty care about people like us? I’m trying to sell even this to raise some money.”

“Isn’t that your family treasure?”

“It is a treasure. Thanks to this, I can protect my family’s peace.”

“Huh.”

“Worry about yourself. Don’t worry about me.”

“Well… I have my own problems to deal with.”

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