If any military power loses its leader, morale will plummet.
With Do Kyulso and Yado collapsing following the defection, the crowd no longer had the power to resist.
Fighting forward cannot be the same as fighting with consciousness of where to run away.
As Yado did, those who lost their focus on the battle collapsed like autumn leaves on the swords of the Hwasan Mundos.
"Kill them all!"
"Don't let any of them come back alive!"
Hawsan's disciples were more and more driven to push their enemies. And surrounded by a circle of people facing each other's backs.
Every time a sword flew in threateningly, the faces of all the people turned blue.
At that moment a loud shout broke out.
The faces of the Hwasan disciples turned to one place in unison.
Hwasan's long story, Hyun Jong, stood in a stiff posture and looked at them.
"There's no need to bleed anymore. The enemy now gives up their weapons and surrenders."
At that, Hyun Young screamed, distorting his face.
"Long storyline! They've been attacking Hwasan and they've hurt their disciples! But how can you be so merciful...…!"
"Then you have to kill them all to get rid of them?"
Hyun Young was about to say something but shut up.
Hyun Jong shook his head quietly.
"I also have no intention of discussing mercy in dealing with the enemy. I can't tell you to put mercy on the edge of the sword, whether my province is still lacking. One."
His eyes were filled with a profound glow.
Cutting those who have lost their will is also not something that those who argue about their will should do. What difference do we have if we kill all our enemies in anger?"
His face, looking at his disciples, gave him a hint of pity and affection.
In fact, Hyun Jong wanted to tear them apart and kill them. But he didn't want it to leave darkness in the minds of his disciples.
It's hard to start with anything.
If you regard murder as nothing for one reason or another, you will one day wield a sword without hesitation even when you don't have to kill.
It shouldn't have happened for Hwasan and for those kids.
But this time, the disciples also did not obey him.
Are there one or two colleagues who fell down with wounds?
Those who fought in front of their eyes could not hide their hostility toward the people even at Hyun Jong's words. No, I didn't hide it.
As if a fight would break out again at any moment, the sword fired a hideous sword.
At the sight, Hyun Jong sighed calmly.
His voice slowly spread out.
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt more."
It was a word with all my heart.
Only then did I begin to relax my hands one by one.
Don't show authority. He doesn't even shout to follow his own words. Hyun Jong's voice, just calmly speaking, had to reach Hwasan's disciples who knew him better than anyone else.
"Follow me this time."
Who dares to disobey a long man who is covered in wounds to protect them?
A complicated gaze was directed at Hyun Jong. A subtle look of dissatisfaction and passion. But those complicated eyes were soon sorted into one emotion.trust
Trust in Hyun Jong, a long-written writer of Hwasan. And it was trust in his decision.
"Throw away your weapons."
Baek Cheon shouted in a determined voice at the crowd.
"I will not cut anyone who surrenders. You've forgotten Do, but Hwasan hasn't."
"I will spare those who surrender."
And Yoon-Jong helped him like that.
But unlike the two, Jo-Gol still glared at the panhandles with hideous eyes. Like I want you to rebel, please.
The three men's reaction was simply lost from the faint eyes of the panaceans.
Sgts fell one by one.
Finally, the bayonets who abandoned their weapons knelt in their place.
After confirming that they all surrendered, Hyun Jong shouted loudly.
"Abuse their power supply. And lock them all up in the pit of a thunderbolt!"
Giving orders, he looked at Baek Cheon.
"Yes, Jang Moon-in!"
"After locking them up, select the children who are less tired and keep them in the pit!"
Baek Cheon bowed deeply and nodded at the other disciples.
Hawasan's disciples approached the crowd and held a sword to the neck.
Some people tried to resist the idea of abolishing the power outage, but things have already tilted. Understanding that more defiance here would only lead to a death, they eventually resigned and closed their eyes.
As if to announce that everything was over, the dark clouds cleared and the rain slowly began to stop.
Then a sigh came out of Hyun Jong's mouth.
It was then.
"What, you got it all already?"
Baek Cheon's head turned reflexively to a familiar voice.
Then his flinching body hardened. A scream burst out from his mouth.
His eyes were distorted as he saw Chung-Myung walking slowly over one wall of Hwasan.
Other people's reactions were not much different.
It's been washed away a lot in the rain, but blood-stained clothing can't restore its original color.
The red stain and the cut-off hem of the garment gave him more than a hundred words about how he had fought a tough battle.
"Oh, my God!"
Baek Cheon ran to Chung-Myung without realizing it.
Running right in front of him, he clasped his fist tightly.
His face was disastrously distorted, apparently between the torn garments.
"What the hell did you do?"
Baek Cheon's voice rang loudly. But Chung-Myung grinned pitifully.
"You don't know if you see it? You fought to death."
The nonchalant response made Baek Cheon even angrier.
"You mop your body and your mouth is still alive! You d*mned!"
"So you're gonna have to rip your mouth open to relieve your stomach?"
Baek Cheon bit his lips.
I could tell just by looking at the wound. What a terrible battle you've been through, how fierce you've fought.
But why is he so nonchalant in this moment...….
Many words came to mind, but I couldn't say anything. Chung-Myung laughed as Baek Cheon stammered helplessly.
"I thought I was going to get a kick out of it.…. You took care of yourself. I'll compliment you this time."
"How can you say such a thing now!"
Disciples began to flock around the two."Chung-Myung아!"
"For God's sake! The wound!"
They were also speechless when they saw the wounds on Chung-Myung's body.
Was there anyone who didn't know that Chung-Myung led the Black Jodan out of the prose? But everyone was secretly thinking that Chung-Myung would never hurt them.
But at this moment they clearly understood.
The fact that Chung-Myung is also a hurtful person like them.
The scar, cut to the point of revealing the bones, penetrated the eyes of his disciples painfully.
"Soso! Where is Soso?"
Chung-Myung sighed as he looked at the contemplated Baek Cheon and his surrounding students.
"Why are you making such a fuss. Oh, get out of the way!"
"You son of a b*tc*! The cure...…."
"I'm not going to die!"
Screaming Chung-Myung pushed the swarm of HWASAN's disciples away. Normally, several people would have stuck together and forced them to pull them, but now they had no choice but to step down because they could not dare touch Chung-Myung's body.
"What about the boarding house?"
"……I've taken you to the infirmary. Because it rained a lot."
Chung-Myung nodded lightly at Baek Cheon's reply.
Now Chung-Myung's eyes are on the people of the bay who are kneeling in the middle.
The disciples of Hwasan were tightening them up for losing their will and power to rebel.
"What's wrong with them? I'll just kill them all."
"The writer is………."
Chung-Myung's face is slightly distorted.
As if he was trying to say something, he soon sighed deeply.
"Yeah, you don't have to kill people who don't rebel."
Because it's different from his time. No, in this situation, I would have said the same thing if it was Cheon Mun, not Hyun Jong.
They are masters.
Don't forget your duty.
The heads who are responsible for this have paid for it in the first place.
"Are you sure you're okay? The wound……."
"What, you think I'm gonna blink like this?"
Chung-Myung shrugged at someone's question. The lively and refreshing response loosened the faces of his disciples around him.
But Yoo-Esul, who was watching from behind, looked rather dark.
I'm pushing myself.
Chung-Myung's injuries aren't that light. And Chung-Myung jumped up a steep cliff with such an injured body.
With the Yoo-Esul spouting his frightening ear.
It was only after checking the safety of Hwasan that Chung-Myung was loosened.
I wanted to say something. But knowing that's not what Chung-Myung wanted, Yoo-Esul just kept his lips shut.
"You son of a b*tc*."
Hyun Jong, who approached his disciples before he knew it, said with a sigh.
"You son of a b*tc*, the wound...…."
"Why did you get hurt so much?"
However, there was an indisputable concern.
"Is it time for you to worry about my wounds?"
Hyun Jong eventually lost his composure and screamed.
"Why are you pushing yourself so hard? What the hell are you going to do if things go wrong?"
"Hey. Everything's all right, man."
Hyun Jong trembled at a loss for words.
Hyun Young, who approached him at that time, grabbed him.
"Let's go to the pharmacy. The injury of the long writer is not light either."
"I'm fine. More than that, this guy...…."
"If the writer doesn't move, no one will move. Let's go, at least for the sake of the children."
In the meantime, Hyun Jong, who couldn't take his eyes off Chung-Myung's injury, sighed and nodded slowly."Yes, I understand."
"Yoon-Jong아. Bring in the long-written man."
Yoon-jong helped Hyun Jong and headed straight to the pharmacy.
As Jang Moon-in moved, the disciples who had gathered began to move to organize little by little. Hyun Young, who briefly looked around, opened his mouth.
"Is there anything you'd like to ask?"
Likewise said Chung-Myung, who was looking around.
"You can't rest assured that you're locked up in a mental institution. Even if you lose your martial arts, you can play tricks, so keep an eye on them."
"And we need to look around Hwasan just in case there are any remnants that we missed. The others could be coming back."
"All right, I'll have my eyes on it. Any other parts?"
"For now, Mr. Hong Dae Kwang has gone to pick up the open islands and will be there soon. Please welcome them when they come. We need to make sure there are no more medications needed to treat the injured."
"So that's enough?"
Chung-Myung looked around and nodded.
"That's about it for now."
Hyun Young nodded and turned to Baek Cheon, who stood by Chung-Myung.
"Take him to the pharmacy right now!"
Baek Cheon and Jo-Gol strode to Chung-Myung's left and right and folded their arms tightly.
Chung-Myung flinched and turned left and right.
The two men, who tried to rebel but bound his arms, clung tightly to each other like rocks and did not move.
Hyun Young said in a stern voice.
"Didn't you say it was done with your own mouth. Now that you have nothing to do, go to the pharmacy right now!"
When Hyun Young shouted, Chung-Myung shrieked.
"No, why are you yelling at me...…."
No sooner had Chung-Myung squinted than Hyun Young's eyes gushed from Hyun Young's eyes. Struggling with a terrifying spirit, Chung-Myung shrugged and shouted.
"Go, I'm leaving! You can go!"
"Take him right now and throw him into the pharmacy!"
Baek Cheon and Jo-Gol dragged Chung-Myung to the pharmacy like sinners. Hyun Young, who was watching the backside, sighed deeply.
'You're a wreck.'
Why did you throw yourself away like that?
Of course I know. Why don't I know?
If he didn't overdo it, he must have been the victim. I can't blame you for knowing that, and I'm angry to know that.
Back Sang, who finished organizing roughly, approached and bowed his head.
"Elders, I will follow your instructions."
Hyun Young, who briefly looked at the leading Baek Sang, threw his eyes away.
The sun was rising in the distance.
'It's been a long night.'
It was the end of the battle that will be remembered in the history of the Hwasanites who returned from extinction.