The Supreme Who Rules the Boundless Sky - Chapter 133

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Spear Heaven Martial Emperor Episode 133

 

The messenger from Sacred Fire Gate who had moved at full speed toward the Northern Evil Alliance Headquarters pretended to deliver an urgent report and handed over the letter to the warriors guarding the place.

 

He didn’t forget to drop the name of a Northern Evil Alliance warrior that South Sea Sword Pavilion knew about.

 

The letter thus passed through several people and went up the chain, soon reaching the Eight Swords Gate Master who was the Northern Evil Alliance Leader.

 

The reaction was immediate and intense.

 

“What? This incompetent fool! That bastard Im Hoeun took a thousand troops with him and still hasn’t been able to deal with a bunch of women?”

 

The Northern Evil Alliance Leader crumpled the letter in his grip as he burst into angry shouts.

 

It was understandable.

 

With a thousand troops, he still hadn’t been able to subjugate an enemy force less than a third of that size – it was beyond common sense.

 

Moreover, wasn’t the Sword Empress, who could be called their symbol, not even at Botaam right now?

 

“Ryeonju, please calm down. Surely Gate Master Im has his own thoughts about this?”

 

“Hmph, thoughts my ass! That bastard’s unnecessarily cautious pretense is probably ruining what should have been accomplished!”

 

“Ryeonju is right! Send a messenger immediately to urge him on. If he doesn’t comply, you must severely punish Gate Master Im.”

 

Someone close to Im Hoeun tried to defend him, but it was useless.

 

Those who had always considered Im Hoeun a thorn in their side seized this opportunity to tear him down.

 

Of course, the Northern Evil Alliance Leader wasn’t on Im Hoeun’s side either.

 

‘This Botaam subjugation is important enough that my position depends on it. I need to succeed as quickly and brilliantly as possible.’

 

The Northern Evil Alliance Leader’s insides were burning with anxiety.

 

His title of Northern Evil Alliance Leader had been obtained because he had the largest force among the northern evil factions, but that difference wasn’t overwhelming.

 

A position he could be pulled down from at any time if he didn’t have suitable achievements.

 

And the achievement currently demanded of him was precisely the subjugation of Botaam.

 

This was also a direct order from Blood Heaven Cult, the backer of the Northern Evil Alliance.

 

“Send messenger pigeons to that bastard immediately! Tell him that if he doesn’t sweep away the enemies within two weeks, I’ll strip him of his command authority!”

 

Finally, the Northern Evil Alliance Leader angrily issued his orders.

 

His subordinates who heard him moved busily and released several messenger pigeons.

 

They reached Im Hoeun in less than a day.

 

Of course, Im Hoeun felt wronged.

 

“These damn bastards! If I lose all my troops doing this, they’ll blame it all on me!”

 

He knew that most of Botaam’s forces had set up camp in a valley with narrow passages and was moving cautiously.

 

If he thoughtlessly pushed his subordinates in, he would surely suffer great losses even if he won.

 

But he could no longer take his time and think of strategies.

 

‘If I delay any longer, that Northern Evil Alliance Leader bastard will really try to strip me of my command authority.’

 

If that happened, his sect would be finished.

 

He would be completely pushed out of the political struggles within the Northern Evil Alliance.

 

‘That cannot happen.’

 

How could he give up this position he had built up during the Evil Path Alliance civil war?

 

He had a duty to protect his sect no matter what.

 

“Haah.”

 

Im Hoeun let out a deep sigh.

 

“There’s no choice.”

 

He looked at the map with sharp eyes and gave orders to his subordinates.

 

“Everyone prepare for deployment. We’ll sweep away those Namhae Sword Pavilion bastards.”

 

“Yes!”

 

With his single command, eight hundred troops began to move.

 

And there was someone watching this scene.

 

* * *

 

Boom!

 

“The signal has come.”

 

Namgung Hyeok, who detected the sound from afar, spoke.

 

Originally it would have been too faint for anyone to hear, but he who had been extending his energy sensing could feel it.

 

That this was indeed their allies’ signal flare.

 

“The enemy’s advance has begun. What’s the condition of our forces?”

 

“Couldn’t be better. Though we did it hastily, the training you taught us, Sect Master, was properly completed.”

 

“That’s fortunate. Everyone take positions at the entrance. So we can respond immediately when the enemies come.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Son Hyang nodded and began positioning Botaam’s swordsmen.

 

How much time had passed?

 

“They’re here.”

 

Soon about eight hundred enemy troops arrived with high spirits.

 

Enemy commander Im Hoeun, standing on the opposite side of the valley, stepped forward and shouted loudly.

 

“Warriors of Namhae Sword Pavilion, listen! Our purpose is not annihilation but to receive your surrender, so if you surrender now, we will guarantee your personal safety!”

 

“Words not worth listening to!”

 

Son Hyang shouted back, countering Im Hoeun’s words.

 

“You’re the ones who should quietly withdraw your forces and leave! Then there will be no bloodshed!”

 

“Hah… Does Namhae Sword Pavilion without the Sword Empress think it can defeat the Northern Sado Alliance?”

 

“Even if the Sword Empress has stepped away, our sword pavilion is not weak!”

 

“It seems you’re counting on Seonghwa Sect’s reinforcements. Fine. I’ll make you thoroughly realize that’s a delusion.”

 

Im Hoeun spoke in a murderous voice and gave his command.

 

“Sweep them all away!”

 

“Waaaahhhhh!”

 

The Northern Sado Alliance warriors, riding their momentum, charged into the narrow valley.

 

Seeing this, Son Hyang calmly shouted.

 

“Everyone maintain formation and prepare for impact!”

 

“Yes!”

 

The Namhae Sword Pavilion swordsmen formed a defensive formation and stepped forward.

 

Soon.

 

Clang!

 

The first clash occurred between the charging North Sado Alliance warriors and the sword guards.

 

“What!?”

 

Im Hoeun couldn’t help but be shocked.

 

Despite the tremendous impact, not a single one of the sword guards in the enemy’s first row was pushed back.

 

Was that all?

 

The moment they blocked the swords, those in the second row thrust their attacks through the gaps.

 

Thud!

 

“Argh!”

 

“Gugh!”

 

Those at the very front of the colliding troops collapsed on the spot.

 

The first row troops who kicked or pushed them away let out roars.

 

“Come!”

 

“We’ll show you the power of the South Sea Sword Pavilion!”

 

Their morale seemed to boil over as they began repelling the continuous stream of enemies.

 

Im Hoeun let out a groan as he watched them.

 

Even in the midst of this, his mind was spinning rapidly.

 

‘Their aura is impressive, but they won’t last long anyway. No matter how narrow the fighting space, there’s still a difference in troop numbers. If I just wait for those bastards to get tired…’

 

But that thought didn’t continue for long.

 

“Switch!”

 

Just as Im Hoeun expected their stamina to drop, that shout rang out.

 

Following Son Hyang’s command, those in the first row and the warriors in the second row quickly switched positions.

 

They retreated all the way to the third row to rest.

 

Once again, only enemies with full stamina remained at the front lines of the battlefield.

 

“Damn it!”

 

Im Hoeun could clearly sense that something was going wrong.

 

‘At this rate, we’ll lose!’

 

It would be nice if his own forces could move with such efficient rotation, but unfortunately, the thousand men assigned to him were mostly ragtag troops scraped together from various sects.

 

In other words, they were a motley crew.

 

So they didn’t properly follow orders or training.

 

In such a situation, trying to imitate tactics would only confuse them and backfire.

 

‘Then…’

 

“Ho Seong! Send the signal!”

 

“Yes!”

 

Whoosh! Bang!

 

The hastily fired signal flare exploded in the air.

 

“It’s the signal!”

 

“Move quickly!”

 

Along with that, the North Sado Alliance troops who had been circling around to the enemy camp began to pick up speed.

 

They were special forces prepared to break through the enemy’s defenses in case of emergency.

 

But this was before they could even reach the flanks of the South Sea Sword Pavilion side.

 

“As expected, they came.”

 

There was a voice welcoming them.

 

“Am, ambush!”

 

“It’s the Seonghwa Sect bastards!”

 

Their identity was precisely the Seonghwa Sect’s forces that had been guarding the flanks in preparation for flanking troops.

 

At their front stood none other than Seonghwa Gate Master Namgung Hyeok.

 

The special forces who had come to launch a surprise attack broke out in cold sweat at the aura he was emanating.

 

‘What kind of killing intent is this…’

 

‘Are we supposed to fight such a monster?’

 

Their morale visibly wavered in an instant.

 

Namgung Hyeok’s presence alone had crushed everyone’s spirit.

 

Slash!

 

“Kuk!”

 

At that moment, someone who had been stepping backward had his chest split open with a ripping sound.

 

Everyone looked at him with shocked expressions. A giant with a terrifying face was blocking their rear, holding a great sword.

 

“Don’t run away! I won’t forgive anyone who flees!”

 

He was precisely the commander of this special unit.

 

When his allies became frightened of Namgung Hyeok, he had cut down one person as an example.

 

The special unit members were paralyzed with fear.

 

They each gripped their weapons tightly and looked at Namgung Hyeok and the Seonghwa Sect disciples.

 

Namgung Hyeok swept over the Special Unit Commander with cold eyes.

 

“Are you really going to attack?”

 

“There are only about thirty of them! Compared to that, we have two hundred! If we push with numbers, we’ll definitely win!”

 

The Special Unit Leader at the back shouted at the top of his lungs.

 

“Th, that’s right!”

 

“Charge!”

 

“Kill the Seonghwa Sect bastards!”

 

The special unit members, emboldened by the Special Unit Leader’s words, rushed forward.

 

Namgung Hyeok lightly sighed and brought his hand to his sword hilt.

 

He took a large step forward and drew his sword.

 

Whoosh!

 

Along with that, a massive flaming slash burst forth in a semicircle.

 

“Uhuk!?”

 

“Kyaaaah!”

 

About ten special unit members who took the Sacred Fire head-on screamed in agony.

 

Namgung Hyeok ignored them and rushed straight forward.

 

“Follow the Gate Master!”

 

“Waaaaah!”

 

The Seonghwa Sect forces followed behind him.

 

Though their numbers were much smaller, the quality of each individual was incomparably superior.

 

Especially Jeon Wook, Lee Cheolgun, and Ma Doil swept away everything that blocked their path as if they had become evil spirits.

 

In less than a moment, a hundred out of roughly two hundred troops had been cut down.

 

“Th-this damn…!”

 

The Special Unit Leader who witnessed this was horrified.

 

He was terrified as merely thirty-odd men moved like they were massacring his allies.

 

“Don’t run away! Stand and fight!”

 

He shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to make his allies fight and buy time somehow.

 

But meanwhile, he was already backing away himself.

 

‘We can’t stop that! They’re all monsters!’

 

His purpose was to escape while his allies bought him time.

 

But there was someone who blocked his path.

 

“You, you are…”

 

“Did you think you could escape by blocking the front with meat shields?”

 

His identity was none other than Namgung Hyeok.

 

He had charged through the enemy camp with tremendous aura to target the leader.

 

The Special Unit Leader gritted his teeth and gripped his great sword.

 

He quickly surveyed the surrounding situation.

 

The other Seonghwa Sect forces were still a bit behind.

 

In other words, Namgung Hyeok was practically isolated in this place. If so, there was hope.

 

“Everyone kill this bas…”

 

Slash!

 

With a sharp sound, the Special Unit Leader’s head flew through the air.

 

Before he could even finish his words, his head and body were separated and rolled on the ground.

 

Confirming their leader’s death, the special unit was completely gripped by terror.

 

“Th-the Great General has fallen!”

 

“Aaaaaahhhhh!”

 

They now forgot even to fight and began scattering pathetically in all directions.

 

The Seonghwa Sect disciples didn’t miss such enemies and hunted them down from behind.

 

The enemies tried desperately not to be caught, but there was no one who could escape.

 

Soon.

 

“We’ve won.”

 

The special unit of enemies that had attacked from the flank was completely annihilated.

 

“This time we’ll go from this side.”

 

Namgung Hyeok looked at the side path they had come from and gave new orders.

 

He said with a wicked smile.

 

“Let’s smash their flanks to pieces.”

 

“Yes!”

 

The thirty-odd elite warriors answered vigorously.

 

They began moving along the side path the enemies had taken with terrifying momentum.

 

Their target was the enemy’s heart.

 

It was where Im Hoeun was.

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