Chapter 49: The Great Southern War (2)
Heeeeee!
Amidst the bellowing of the horses pulling the carts, the Oedang warriors bustled about.
“Lift the other side! Not there, you fool!”
“Hey! That side’s a mud pit! Can’t you keep your wits about you?!”
“Bear with it, even if it’s heavy! We’re almost there.”
Sharp shouts rang out, jarringly out of place with the Outer Court’s usual “Haha hoho, we rule the world” atmosphere.
The reason was simple.
War is where a single small mistake can decide countless lives.
Perhaps thanks to that sustained tension?
We advanced more smoothly than expected and soon reached a location roughly midway between Yunnan Fortress and Nine Dragons Fortress.
It was the very next day that over twenty corpses appeared before us.
“The work of Heuksanho.”
“······It’s horrific.”
Not a single intact body.
Intestines spilled out, littering the area, and severed heads rolled around like soccer balls.
Even I, who had been reborn in the martial world for twenty years, felt nauseous at the sight.
Looking down at the corpses with North Palace Bai, we exchanged opinions.
“……Thanks to them clearing the path, things should be a bit easier.”
“It’s best not to think of it solely that way.”
“…”
“No matter how skilled the Heuksanho are, they’re only thirty strong. They can’t possibly cover this entire expanse.”
“Hmm…”
“We’d better start preparing soon.”
With that, North Palace Baek mounted his horse and rode forward.
As if to say he would block whatever came.
