Chapter 171 – 17. The Way of the Far North (1)
The blue blade of the window drew a graceful trajectory like a crescent moon in the middle of the night. He responded to a battle that he could not be vigilant for even a moment, while retaining the profound mysteries of astronomical studies. East, West, South, North, Up, Down, Left, Right, left, right, up and down, the path was unpredictable and reached its climax as if it were dancing.
“Lumière’s invincible knight!”
Viktor exclaimed enthusiastically. It was so daunting that it was hard to believe that it was a spear wielded by an old man. It would have been difficult to determine superiority and inferiority only in terms of level, and even Rom, who was fighting with a sincere attitude, made it impossible to guarantee victory.
“The hero of Limousin!”
If there is such a thing as an out-and-out battle, is it like this? The two men’s knives quickly wore out with each passing moment. In the process of connecting several battles at the same speed as light, the teeth of the weapons they encountered were evenly chipped.
“Hello, was it you?”
It was a fiery battle. Not exaggerating, it really was. The weapons both Rom and Viktor were holding were by no means trivial, but they were melting and becoming unusable.
“Your reputation is growing all over the continent! I’ve been waiting for the day to meet you, wondering what it would be like to compete with this old man’s spear! You are fulfilling that wish today!”
It was a moment less than a minute had passed. Without exception, the blades and spearheads of the weapons they were holding broke. Even so, the two men threw away the handle they were holding without the slightest hesitation and went on to attack the next time.
‘Intangible sword! I can never conclude that the sword Lee Ja wields belongs to His Majesty!’
‘Intangible window! As expected, the level of the teacher the empress studied doesn’t go anywhere.’
These two far exceeded the limit of martial arts that humans could achieve. The armor he was wearing and the horse he was riding were at the level of becoming a burden. Proving that even intangibles can defeat enemies, the two collided and crossed their invisible weapons hundreds of times.
‘You must have been living in Sura-do! Such an achievement at such a young age!’
‘You’re so kinky. I heard that you’re over 70, but isn’t it a foul to correct it like this?’
Kang!
‘I don’t have much knowledge about Gallian swordsmanship, but you seem to have been greatly influenced by Britannia Somerset?’
‘I see a familiar constellation. Even if I try to ignore it, it still feels visceral. It’s a feeling I’ve never felt in my previous life. Is it because the condition is better than then? This old man’s spearmanship seems to move the celestial bodies.’
Kakang!
‘This is the first time I’ve ever felt so fortunate to have lived my life as a spearman! His Majesty’s rival wasn’t just that Oliver Somerset! Swordsmen of the Continent! You guys are facing three suns under the sky!’
‘In our previous lives, we fought each other with our own limitations. With a sick body, I had to lead a small number of troops to stop four large armies. You commanded countless soldiers with an old body, but you had to protect them from me.’
Caga River!
‘Fast! And strong! That’s all, what else do you need!’
‘But, Viktor Chernikov.’
‘Young juniors are truly worthy of fear… !’
‘I’m one step ahead of that time.’
Kkang, Kkang!
‘Romuald Arden! But you don’t know! How persistent is this old man’s filthy lust!’
‘To the sky above the sky, to the land below the earth!’
‘If I could become the cornerstone for His Majesty’s empire, what would be the reason for hesitation!’
Caga Gang, Caga Gang!
‘Admit it! I’m old! Even if you say that you are one of the strongest on the continent, you are now only at the end of the day! The energy that was not as good as before made even the skills decline! If it were you, you would be able to cut my body in two and seize victory!’
‘The victory has already leaned towards me!’
‘However, even if the battle is won or lost, it’s not a war!’
Time passed slowly for the two men. It felt like a very long time, but in reality it was only a second or so. Even after striking and bouncing the invisible spear knives hundreds of times, the time Rom and Viktor wasted was only one second.
The boundary between life and death!
A fight between the god of war and the god of war that anyone can’t help but be astonished at if they have the discerning eye to recognize the struggle!
‘He’s a persistent old man, doesn’t he have any intention of winning?’
‘I have no intention of losing.’
‘I thought he had a personality that prioritized the sense of victory as a strong man.’
‘Before being a spearman, I’m a general!’
So the sum of hundreds became the sum of thousands. The sum of thousands became the sum of tens of thousands. The sum of tens of thousands became the sum of hundreds of thousands. Even so, the baron of the frozen land and the master of the empire fought and burned like an unfading flame.
Forming an untouchable area.
The horses they were riding or the outsiders who were looking for a sneak peek in the surroundings left early. I kept my distance, confirming that the rumors about the two men were absolutely not false. Feeling a sense of awe as if witnessing an era dominated by myths.
Each of them roamed the battlefield and shouted according to their assigned roles.
“Noyakin! The siege is getting tighter and tighter!”
“Yeah, I can’t break through the formation!”
“Ask Ejay’s troops for help!”
“Sechen! Take the Oronar cavalry and help the guide!”
“Damn it, the morale of the warriors will rise if you help a tribe that was just about to kill them!”
And Temur and Hoelun moved forward steadfastly, feeling the fear that perhaps today this spot might become their grave. He swung his two axes nonstop and attacked fiercely, hitting the occasional gap with his fist as sharp as iron.
“Hoelun, turn left!”
“Aww!”
The soul of the great warrior reacted quickly. Even with his bone-and-bone body, Nergui boasted considerable durability comparable to that of a trained warrior. He couldn’t lift a heavy load properly, but judging by the strength he showed with the skill he has now, the source of that strength was not the body.
“Unbreakable one, do you really think you can surpass your father’s feat!”
“Nameless! Don’t you dare talk like Tamir is using his mouth!”
“Temur, right!”
The figure of the blue spirit held no weapon. However, even with his bare body, he was able to overwhelm the couple in the great snowfield. Death spirit magic was a long-forgotten and discontinued magic even among them. Necessarily because of the risks it poses.
“Tch, you can’t just rush in! No matter how strong the attack is, it can’t break the image that skinny body is wrapped around!”
“Other than magic! Unlike other spirit arts, it must be used to forcibly bind the spirits of ancestors who are not cooperative with you! It probably contains a special mystery among them!”
“Then, simply physical attacks are useless! It has to be at least a blow with qi or magic power!”
“We must call Sechen and the other shamans! I’ll be buying time, so bring them along and join us!”
“Where do you think you’ll leave it like that!”
Nergui roared and charged. A shaman who made a pact with death could summon any soul to live up to his prestige. Naturally, in addition to the spirit of Tamir, the great warrior, he summoned various spirits at the right place, from animals such as bears, wolves, and tigers to ancestors who were swordsmen, archers, and fistfighters.
“… Temur, watch your back!”
“I know! Never mind and go!”
“Do you think I will miss you, Hoelun!”
“Your opponent is me, Nergui!”
A melee ensued. Rom and Viktor quarreled fiercely, and Temur and Nergui started a bloody fight. In the meantime, Hoelun was slowly knocking down the imperial army that was attacking around him, and desperately cried out to the Shechen and the shamans in the distance.
“Sage! We need help from shamans!”
“There! That woman is Hoelun, who chases the moon!”
“Who is this Ho Elune blocking her path when she sets out to save her husband!”
In a long-term battle, the side with fewer troops is at a disadvantage. The worst thing for Ruth is not that Viktor Chernikov dies. Even for their own empire, the number of 50,000 that could not be easily borrowed was disappearing.
It had to come to fruition.
So the master did not hesitate. Many of the warriors in the Great Snowfield were already in a situation where their stamina was running out due to continuous battles. In fact, it would not be an exaggeration to say that this campaign had already been successful, if only I could capture the baron, who could act as a legion by himself.
“Look, the first sword of Gaul!”
Viktor dared to provoke.
“I don’t know how it is with this old man and your little fight, but we won the war!”
Certainly, the immediate charter seemed that way. Temur was in a hurry to hold Nergui’s feet right away, Hoelun was having a hard time with the imperial army blocking his way here and there, and the chiefs of the ten tribes were driven into a corner more fiercely instead of breaking through the siege again .
“Is that the will of the one who commanded the old times?”
“… !”
“What do you mean the other people are being pushed back?”
However, even after hearing that fact, Rom did not reveal any thoughts. However, he was only doing his best to press the old leader, who was increasingly on the defensive, by swinging his sword more confidently than before.
“I am Romuald.”
“Mmm!”
“If one falls, I will defeat the ten. If Ten is down, I will defeat Baek.”
The spirit of the unshakable knight made the decrepit general feel ashamed. Despite the current situation, Rom showed confidence to lead this showdown to victory. He tried to change the game on the battlefield with only the power of his own.
“My sword will not waver until you kill me.”
“That’s right, I never thought a young friend would give me such a big enlightenment.”
“Come, prove to me that the spear of the Empire is not just a fake.”
“You embarrass this old man to the end.”
Feeling ashamed, Viktor blushed in genuine rage. I realized that it was on my side that I was lacking in determination, and I raised all my capabilities to confront it.
“But I’m not old enough to sit back and listen to the cheeky younger students!”
Once again, spear knives collided.
“Nergui! The unknown of Mukkali!”
“Temur! A false leader!”
“What kind of greed made you push us into this hell! What do you get from seeing blood like this!”
“How do you know! Even if the white bones turn to dust, you will not know! As long as you say that the enemy of Gaul is your friend!”
So was the will of the unbreakable and the nameless.
“Damn it, I can’t make a retreat… !”
“It’s not enough for us alone! I can’t do without Temur or Hoelun!”
“They’re pushing in from the other side!”
“Ancestors, have you really forsaken us? …”
On the battlefield, where the defeat was dark, mournful sighs erupted over and over again. The fear that the life of the great snowfield might be cut off today has come true. It made even the toughest warriors agitate.
The mouth of despair, and that was the moment.
“Wake up.”
On the opposite peak of the snowy mountain where the imperial army had ambushed, a female warrior riding a dazzling, one-blooded horse stood tall.
“Wake up.”
In a world dyed white, I raised my mace as red as the blood scattered at random.
“Wake up.”
Then, suddenly, looking down at the battlefield full of screams and shouts, he shouted at the top of his voice.
“Heroes of the Great Snowfield! Mukali’s godmother Turgenene commands everyone! Line up your ranks, rise up and fight the enemy!”
The voice that could not be reached was amplified thanks to someone’s magic, and the whole world resounded.
“T-Turegenene?”
“Red mace? That great warrior?”
“I really am! Really, the godmother is back!”
Soon, the warriors who witnessed her presence could n’t hide her astonishment of her. With the unexpected appearance of a big player, she recharged her morale and burned her fighting spirit. Of course, that doesn’t make much of a difference. Because of that, she still felt outnumbered and there were overflowing pessimists.
However, Turgenene swung her mace and shouted once again for such warriors.
“For the future of frozen land and great snowfields!”
“Wow!”
With those words as the starting point, an army that had just arrived in the snowy mountains appeared.
“This is Fabian Dupuu! All troops, immediately support Kamag!”
“Hugo Henry commands you! Stand up to those who trample on the peace of this land!”
“There is Guillaume Giraud! For Madame Lemoyn!”
“The commander-in-chief, Mathieu Peltier, has the last word.”
The battleground of the front line was turned over at once.
“Show the foolish Ruths what northern loyalty is!”
