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“So what are you going to do, Jogo.”

Director Seungsang asked with a heavy face.

“I am fully aware of His Majesty’s arrangements and the power of the empire, but I cannot take the weightlifters lightly. They probably advanced right in front of the empire’s capital. Someone has to deal with them.”

What the director said was true.

Although the group of weightlifters is a ragtag group, their number has already reached a thousand carts.

When simple mobs gather to this extent, their destructive power is enormous.

Someone has to step up and deal with them.

If they advance toward the capital, the emperor, the symbol and center of the empire, will be safe, but the head of government will be shaken to the core.

And an empire where only the ruler remains can no longer be called an empire.

“…That’s right.”

Jo Go also knew this, so he answered in a bitter voice.

Just because you don’t lose doesn’t mean you can win.

There is a saying that the king is the foundation of the nation because he can rise again at any time if he remains.

But that is only theoretical.

Unless he was going to reign as the emperor of ashes, he had to put down this rebellion right now.

“You seem to be very worried.”

The two quickly turned their heads at the appearance of the uninvited guest.

The identity of the uninvited guest is a witch doctor.

He was a mysterious monster who made Emperor Ise’s crazy actions possible.

“Are you here?”

Jo Go did his best to hide his uncomfortable expression and bowed.

In reality, he is stronger, but in name, the shaman is a close friend of the emperor.

Since he was a superior to me, I had to show respect.

It was the same for Isa, the monk, and Isa also greeted the shaman with a respectful bow.

“Hehe, rest in peace.”

The shaman said this with a pretense of humility that was not in his heart.

“It looks like you need some help…”

The shaman smiled slyly and began to rhyme.

“Yes, I am.”

Jogo said, smiling brightly even though he felt his anxiety rising.

“For the sake of His Majesty’s physical and mental well-being, I did not advise this, but the momentum of the weightlifters is getting stronger day by day. There is already news that it has arrived near Hamgok Hall. We have to deal with it as soon as possible.”

At Jo Go’s words, the shaman smiled and continued speaking.

“Huh, can’t we just handle it then?”

“That… is not easy. There is no one suitable to entrust the job to…”

“Huh!”

The shaman burst into laughter.

“Are you saying that the empire that controls everything in the central plains can’t even save a general? A passing dog will laugh!”

‘That general and your close friend killed them all!’

Jo Go was so angry at the moment that he almost shouted.

If Jo Go had been a little less patient, he would have actually done so.

Mong-Yeom calmly blocked the fierce attacks of the Huns. The officers who assisted him. In addition, Buso was his spiritual support.

Those who moved the Jin Empire’s military had already met death at the hands of Huhai.

War was not fought with numbers alone.

Soldier’s legs.

Officer Jin’s waist.

The general is the head.

Now, the soldiers of the Jin Empire were waistless and headless.

In a way, it was natural that the strongest army in the central plains, which had put an end to the chaos in an instant, was weakened to the point where it could not even stop the weightlifters.

Jo Go conveyed this information as indirectly as possible.

While being careful not to provoke the shaman.

The shaman stroked his chin and was lost in thought.

“Wow, you guys are really thinking about a simple problem.”

The shaman let out a sharp laugh.

Jo Go and Isa felt like a fire was burning inside them.

Is there anything more unpleasant than the admonitions of an illiterate person who has power on his back and does not take any responsibility?

“Then, can you tell me your thoughts on how to overcome this situation?”

said the director.

There was a hint of mockery in his voice.

It’s a mockery that dares to ask how much someone like you would know about the military.

“I guess you don’t trust me?”

The shaman said with an unconcerned expression.

“But it’s okay. You will find out soon.”

The corner of the shaman’s mouth curled up.

“The horror of His Majesty’s arrangements, and the greatness of the foreign gods.”

For some reason, Jo Go felt cold.

The cold that did not belong to Inse was writhing and strangling them.

“If you don’t have a head and waist, you can just make legs that can move without them.”

The shaman snapped his fingers.

His Saihan magic wriggled and revealed itself.

*****

Jinseung looked at Hamgok Pavilion with eyes filled with emotion.

“Is it that place?”

Jinseung placed his hand on his pounding heart.

Thump-thump-thump-

The quiet sound of my heart pulsed through my pulse and heated my entire body.

‘If you just cross that point, the throne is just around the corner. If I win this time, I can become emperor!’

In fact, Jinseung was not a person with deep insight or wisdom.

He was just a rebel leader who raised an army to survive and incited the crowd to struggle even a little more.

But heaven and times were on his side.

Like a hero with the fortune of heaven on his back, everything he did was successful.

I’ve never even had a proper fight.

Everyone who saw the rebel army was frightened and waved white flags.

The people who were uplifted by the sight joined the army, and the talented people of the fallen kingdom who saw the momentum gathered together and the group became stronger.

And as the group grew stronger, it ignited the hearts of more and more people and urged them to join.

The ideal virtuous cycle continued.

It seemed as if everything in the world was helping Jinseung.

‘I will win.’

Jinseung was confident.

Although not everything went as planned.

When he founded Zhang Chu (張楚) and ascended to the throne, how many people opposed it?

And how many idiots were there who knew about his shabby days and undermined the king’s authority?

Is that all? After seeing Jinseung become king, there were even people who left the group to want to become king too.

‘But that’s also a minor thing.’

A bitter smile appeared on Jinseung’s lips.

‘When I ascend to the throne of emperor, everything will be resolved. I will win. Today, I will be ranked above all people.’

At first, Jinseung raised an army just to survive. However, as his winning streak continued, an indescribable vanity grew in his heart.

‘Emperor of Changcho, Jinseung! King of kings! That’s my new name!’

Jinseung smiled confidently and looked at Hamgokkwan.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”

A scout came running at a fast pace.

“What is it? How dare you act so recklessly in front of the king! Be polite!”

Jinseung complained.

The soldiers of Changcho were still unable to show courtesy towards the king.

‘The king’s army must have a quality appropriate for it.’

Jinseung clicked his tongue.

“Sorry. majesty! But I have something urgent to say…”

The scout bowed his head and said.

“Tsk! What is it?”

Jinseung asked.

“Jin soldiers appeared in front of Hamgok Pavilion.”

Jinseung was dumbfounded.

How many times have you dealt with Jin’s soldiers so far, and you’re making such a fuss about it?

The Jin soldiers who commanded the world have already disappeared.

The Jin army that blocked them was just a shell, a scarecrow army that ran away like 10,000 tails after seeing the power of the Jin Seung army.

But why are you so scared of people like that?

“You fool! Show off the majesty of a king’s army! Aren’t they the ones who will run away as long as we show our dignity like usual?”

When Jinseung said that, the scout shook his head.

“That’s not it! They look different than usual!”

Jinseung tilted his head at the scout’s words.

“What’s the difference?”

Jinseung asked.

“Gwagwa (夥夥)! Gwagwa (夥夥)!”

The scouts were from the Chu Dynasty.

At that time, people from the Chu Dynasty used to say ‘gwa (夥)’ when people from the Central Plains said ‘many’.

“That’s a lot…?”

Jinseung’s eyebrows furrowed.

The Jin Dynasty’s soldiers must have already dispersed to prevent rebellions that occurred throughout the country.

Where did they suddenly create so many troops?

Jinseung asked.

And not long after, another scout who knew the answer came in front of him and shouted.

“They are said to be soldiers mobilized for the construction of the royal tomb in Yeosan!”

“Hot!”

Jinseung stopped laughing.

Construction of the Imperial Tomb in Yeosan.

Those mobilized there were one of two.

Either a sinner or a terrible lower class person.

“How dare you try to block the king’s path with such idiots!”

Jinseung sneered.

Jinseung’s Jangcho Army was also an army made up of peasants, but they had already tasted the sweetness of victory and were full of confidence!

Even among the same unskilled soldiers, the quality of morale was different.

“There’s nothing more to find out! Let’s punish them today! Let us tell you who the true owner of the world is!”

Jinseung shouted.

A thunderous roar shook the camp.

And that was Jinseung’s painful mistake.

All losers were endless winners. Until I experienced a terrible fall.

*****

Strolling the treasured sword given by the emperor, Jang Han looked at his opponent.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Are you nervous, Janghan?”

the shaman asked.

“No.”

Jang Han answered.

“Your Majesty has ordered it, so it will come true.”

“…Yes. That’s right.”

The shaman shook his shoulders and laughed.

“That’s a really good thing to say. It’s a pity that I’m the only one who can listen to your energetic words.”

“…I can’t help it.”

Jang Han answered.

“There are only two ‘people’ here.”

“…”

The shaman let out an evil laugh silently.

Jang Han looked at his troops.

And there were no ‘people’ among them.

Jang Han turned his head again and swung his treasured sword.

“Rush.”

His army followed Jang Han’s orders.

There was no one who shouted.

And not a single person made a sound of breathing.

An army devoid of people rushed towards the Jangcho army.

And, that was the end of Jangchogun.

The Jangcho army was destroyed by the hands of the army of the dead.