Chapter 170 – 16. Blue Wolf, White Deer (Complete)
An old man on a white horse came down the ridge holding the reins. He slung a pole with a sharp spear-blade over his right shoulder and performed gentle mountaineering. Turning his back against the shouts of a large army of as many as 50,000 people, he proudly displayed the appearance of a commander.
“You are facing Viktor Chernikov of the glorious Rus.”
The old chief who led the imperial cavalry opened his wrinkled mouth. He surrounded 15,000 warriors in a circle, implying that he could crush them at any time. At the same time, he waved his hair in a ponytail and looked around.
“Are you the moon-chasing woman of Mukkali?”
Hoelun, who was taking care of his exhausted body from the fierce battle, silently glared. Viktor wore a relaxed smile despite the obvious hostility in his eyes. He considered that he was not my opponent even before the new great warrior of the tribal union.
‘Iza, strong… !’
I could tell at a glance. Rus’ Viktor Chernikov was one of the strongest on the continent. It was proof that he showed no signs of fear even though he was in the middle of the enemy lines, taking the lead with his body as a commander.
“You are Hoelun Aquitaine, whom Lord Nergui said serves.”
“It’s an attitude you can’t find even if you wash your eyes out of courtesy, old man.”
“I am a servant who assists Her Majesty Constantina Rus, the lofty Empress of the Empire. I acknowledge the spirit you display, but if you are the leader of a province, wouldn’t it be better to keep your manners like a leader?”
Ho Elune clenched her fists. Although it was said that there was help from Amman Nergui, the fact that such a large army came close to me proves that their skills are formidable. Above all, as he said, Ruth considers himself a warlord or an ally in a brotherly relationship.
As long as you keep the example.
“Yes, then you should be able to survive.”
“Hmm?”
“But, Viktor of Chernikov, let me tell you one thing you are deeply mistaken about.”
Borrowing the power of Tamir, Nergui twitched his eyebrows. Hoelun roared at the old master of the empire with wide eyes. Pointing to the lieutenant I once trusted the most, I said, “I denied him.”
“That traitor no longer serves me, and this Hoelun is not Gaul’s Aquitaine.”
“Haha…”
Viktor stroked his neat beard and burst out laughing. Then he shifted her gaze to Ner Gui, who was confronting her, and asked again.
“Sir Nergui, isn’t this story a bit different?”
The nameless man of Mukali signed a secret pact with the chieftain who trusted him, entrusting him with full authority. Ruth misunderstood that Hoelun was friendly to them because of misleadingly conveying his superior’s intentions. Therefore, her original plan was to aid her reign by ambushing Le Moang Castle in northern Gaul when she wins in the discipline of her ancestors, and when she defeats her.
“Nothing will change. My lord only knows the virtue of honesty. Although it may seem that the current unfortunate moment has caused a different situation at first glance, the empire is enough as long as it fulfills its role. The leader of the great Mukali will be persuaded by this Nergui himself.”
“That’s interesting. A genius who excels in politics is always a welcome law. Sir’s words, in short, can be understood as saying that the subject of loyalty to His Majesty has changed from that woman to you.”
Hiss! Viktor grinned after lightly swinging his spear on the horse. Speaking of the warriors here now, it was no exaggeration to say that it was the total power of the great snowfield. As such, it was self-evident that even if only half of them were made casualties, this land would be irreversible.
“Having vassal states is only for convenience. As the vanguard of the empire, you are beings who are neither afraid nor regretful. Therefore, as long as the rebels of the far north limit are not our problem, we can commit political massacre as much as we like…”
The right arm of the empress was like a serpent, just like her aged look her. Not only did he imply that he would see a lot of blood if he did not surrender, but he also tempted them with the advantage of surrendering as bait.
“Being under His Majesty’s care also means building a wall with a life of poverty. What would it be like if that lofty person bestowed grace on your future, who had to be frustrated due to innate limitations despite constant efforts?”
Hoelun bit his lip. Certainly, if her empire-like backbone her provided a helping hand, she too felt a desperate need. As time went by, the sense of belonging as a united nation faded and the twelve tribes became divided.
Daeseolfield, which had been governed in a loose form, went to extremes due to the rebellion I caused.
‘It’s good for yourself.’
Temur was barely aiming at himself. Sorgal was sweating profusely as he tried to break through a place that was relatively less besieged. Most of the other nine chiefs were also in no condition to use their full power due to injuries such as broken or concussions.
‘Have you ever felt yourself so pathetic?’
Nergui, who summoned the spirit of the great warrior, stood firm as if it were a strong fortress. In the chaotic battlefield, my side was at a disadvantage from any point of view, and in order to overcome such an overwhelming inferiority, the legitimacy of the person to lead was not the law or confidence.
‘You are immature, Hoelun…’
It ended up not being there anymore.
“Make a decision soon, gentlemen of the Great Snowfield.”
The woman chasing the moon raised her thumb and pressed her blood vessels all over her body. She thus blew her energy into all her meridians and raised her strength in exchange for her vitality. Although, in return, her heart beat wildly and ignited the fuse like explosive gunpowder, but all of this was my karma.
“Heroes of the Great Snowfield!”
Hoelun, who finally repented of his mistake, shouted loudly. Swayed by personal emotions rather than the mission of leading his people, he reflected on himself for creating this division.
“I, Hoelun, know that in this cruel world, you all did your best!”
With a look that makes me wonder how he can generate so much energy in such a fierce series of battles.
“The fact that our fortunes have reached this point today is the result of my vengeance bringing disaster upon myself!”
Turning her back to Viktor and Nergui, she walked as far as Temur had left her body, and then she reached out her hand. With a very bitter expression on her face, she grieved for a moment at the stranding of her ambitions, then grabbed him. Among the warriors who use energy, only those who have reached a certain level helped heal with an ability that can be displayed.
“Ancestors, this foolish man beseeches forgiveness…”
Then, she left her final words that were no different from her will.
“With this, Hoelun, who broke your great rule, will truly atone!”
Eventually, the energy of the heroine, who had exhausted herself, flowed to the one who could not be broken. He was quickly restored to his condition, as if a noble sorcerer had assisted in healing. To be precise, the injuries he had were transferred to my body.
“Hoelun, what are you doing now?”
Temur, who couldn’t help but bewildered, asked with a bewildered expression.
“You do it.”
“Then what do you mean!”
“Warchief.”
The woman chasing the moon clearly failed. She hated Gaul based on her personal feelings of her and hated Rus based on her national feelings of her, so she could not choose either of these alternatives.
Above all, she was a heroine who could not stand the fact that she had committed infidelity under the rules of her ancestors her, and from then on, she was prepared for her ambition her to be frustrated.
“Me and Mukkali’s warriors will hold on to Ruth as long as possible. In the meantime, lead as many tribes as possible and escape the enemy siege. Take the tribal women and girls in the camp and plan for the future as the warchief.”
Temur twitched his eyebrows. While an aura that he had never felt before was pulsating throughout his body his, his body his reached its peak just like before the duel. Hoelun, on the other hand, seemed to be struggling with his inability to breathe properly in return.
Still, she clenched her fists. Again she struggled to make her way to where Viktor and Nergui were and spat it out at them proudly.
“… Come.”
It was the moment of engagement. As if Viktor couldn’t help it, he gave a signal to the adjutant behind him. He was holding a flag with a twisted little finger on it at an angle, and as he held it high, the soldiers showed hostility.
“Goodbye, foolish woman.”
Flutter! Finally, the flag of the great general rose to the top. At the same time, the Imperial Army, whose discipline was tightly raised, began to charge one by one.
“Sweep them all away!”
Blades clashed fiercely here and there. Most of them ended with the death of a tribal warrior who was on the defensive. However, Hoelun, who could not let his mistake her annihilate his people her, strengthened her spirit her and attacked Viktor.
“It won’t be so easy, Ruth’s Hound!”
“It seems that you understand the position of the prey properly.”
Hiss! Viktor lightly cut the blade of the spear and carved a deep wound on Hoelun’s upper body in her. However, even as blood gushed out from the gaping skin behind her severed armor, she continued to throw out her iron fist.
It was an outcall.
The great general of the Empire, Viktor Chernikov, was not an easy opponent to beat with such a physical condition. Naturally, Hoelun was in danger of being pierced through the pit of the stomach by the tip of the spear he stabbed with just two points.
“Stop!”
Visor! Fortunately, the straight spear was intercepted and bounced off by some weaponry. Its identity was a large ax. Temur, who was standing with two sacks, stood guard in front of Hoelun and took a stance. Even Nergui, who had been choosing to wait and see, was regarded as an enemy and politely snared.
“Old Hound and Nameless One! May you be reminded of who the warriors you are fighting against are!”
“You fool, tell me to run away, why… !”
“You’re talking stupid, Hoelun.”
The one who does not break was firmly established like a giant tree rooted in the earth. He stretched out his ax with his sunken eyes narrowed and spoke, fixating only on the enemy’s movements with his.
“How can a warrior who runs away from his beloved wife become a proud warchief?”
“What… ?”
“You have admitted defeat. A duel is my victory according to the rules of my ancestors. Even the declaration that you would rise to the position of Katun naturally became a dream that Temur had to shoulder. So I cannot let you die here.”
Hoelun looked at him with a puzzled expression. While admiring the spirit of a man much younger than me, I shook my head, thinking that such brazenness would not work in the current situation they were in.
“You must see reality, Temur!”
“What reality are you talking about?”
“Damn it, do you not see that the powerful of the empire and the traitor who manifested the great warrior are together?”
“We are together.”
“What difference does that make! Right now, we alone are not enough!”
“Believe me, madam.”
“… !”
Viktor, who had been happily listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly laughed. No matter how playful they are, the gap in troops cannot easily be narrowed. Skills are even more so. It was not empty words for the veteran who handled the spear in his hand like a ghost, but because he was confident in winning even if all the warriors in the area attacked.
“It’s fun to hear that! What do you think of Lord Nergui?”
“It is my mission to enshrine the great leader of Mukhali.”
“Ah, then what this old man has to deal with is the eldest son of an old great warrior rumored to be in the neighborhood?”
Viktor smirked, pulling his horse’s reins and brandishing his spear. Nergui, who was in charge of the spirits, imitated the movements of Tamir during his lifetime, using the invincibility of Tamir.
It’s not an easy situation for anyone to see.
But Temur held the hand of the woman I professed to be her wife his and opened her mouth.
“The rule of thumb is that future generations exist to surpass the achievements of the previous generations.”
Victor’s opponent is different. Their target is that necromancer who scorns their ancestors.
“Like the legend of our people who were one in the past, I will become a blue wolf. I will be reborn as a man who will not be a hindrance to the strong and courageous white deer. The one who will not be broken formally proposes marriage here.”
The pupils of the woman chasing the moon shook. She nodded, feeling slightly moved, as if the emotions buried deep in her heart her for so many years were shaken.
“Hoelun, chasing the moon, will you become the companion of this incompetent warrior?”
“Temur…”
“If you agree, please answer me.”
“Yes, I will become the white deer of the blue wolf.”
“If you do, let’s go.”
It was a fleeting conversation. However, the blue wolf and the white deer thought it was enough to have a marital bond, so they moved on to the future. He took a posture while thinking about the martial arts passed down from generation to generation according to the rules of his ancestors.
“Look carefully, nameless Nergui.”
“This is the way we are going.”
What’s the point of summoning the spirit of the great warrior? The unbreakable man and the woman chasing the moon were men and women who wanted to achieve the dawn of a new era beyond their ancestors. Although their bodies may be broken, their spirits will not be broken, and they have to pursue even an ideal as absurd as the moon to the end, finally coming together as one.
“Where, then, please come.”
There is nothing to be afraid of.
“Goes!”
The couple who had moved towards the nameless started a fight to the death.
“Look, it would be disappointing to leave out this old man… !”
And, nettle!
“Victor Chernikov, I will deal with you.”
The baron, who had been waiting for me to step out, drew his sword like a thunderbolt. The old man, who managed to block it, continued the onslaught without stopping while sweating. So that the two immature men and women could fully focus on the traitors of their people.
The warriors who are caught in a siege and do not know what to do, so that ten chieftains can lead them to face them.
“This sword, what the heck… ?”
“Let’s see who will win if both are in good shape.”
“What an incomprehensible sound! More than that, is there such a talented person in the great snowfield?”
“Do you like it?”
Rom, who burned his fighting spirit his, exchanged dozens of battles in just a few seconds. Surprised by his unusual swordsmanship, Viktor erased his laughter and fought back, and the fight continued.
“How does it compare to the Empress of Iron Blood?”
“Under! It’s been a while since my blood was boiling!”
“Go and tell her clearly. This time, I’ll be looking for you first.”
“Then reveal your identity, strong man!”
Like a snowstorm blowing through this land, fierce and ferocious.
“This is Romuald Arden.”
In the name of the baron.
