Chapter 50: The Great Southern Campaign (3)
“Didn’t you hear? We’re not turning back.”
“What do you mean…?”
“We’ll advance as planned and complete the mission.”
Startled by this sudden additional quest, I immediately confronted North Palace Lord Baek.
“Advance now? Don’t you know our men’s capabilities? We could all be wiped out!”
That was true.
Breaking through enemy lines with only Oedang warriors, who were barely second-rate on average, was practically a death sentence.
I pressed him with this reasoning, but North Palace Baek remained utterly unyielding.
“On the battlefield, superior orders are absolute.”
“Even so!”
Thud.
As he tried to raise his voice again, Baek raised his hand to stop him.
“What do you think those outside are thinking?”
“Well…”
His counterquestion instantly cut him off.
While I hesitated, Baek’s voice came through.
“Remember what they say about warriors? That they live on the edge of a blade?”
“Yes.”
“That’s the only answer I can give you. Regardless of their skill, as warriors, the moment comes when they must stake their lives. That moment is now. And…”
He continued with his characteristic sneer.
“Who said we’re going alone?”
“……?”
“Heuksanho will be joining us.”
* * *
A short while later.
All the Oedang warriors, including the squad leaders, were gathered, and Baek’s orders were relayed.
Their reactions were very different from what I had expected.
“Well, what can you do.”
“True, it’s about time we showed them what we’re made of.”
