Raccoon Hunting (3)

 

The members of the Wulin League and the Shaolin Shaolin Shamans clashed.

Visor!

The sound of metal echoed everywhere, but a louder roar filled the battlefield.

"Do you still deserve to be called the Taishanbei of the Political Faction!!"

"Why are you tormenting the poor sheep people?"

The members blamed Shaolin and the shaman, and their eyes lit up and they brandished their weapons.

But Shaolin and shamans weren't the only ones who were being harassed, either.

"You are being deceived!!"

"It was the servants of Wei Zhihak who slaughtered the people of the Outer Prefecture!!"

They tried to convince the members who were being deceived by Wi Jihak.

I wasn't just trying to persuade them with words.

The old men who were tasked with blocking the charge of the members on the front lines were mostly made up of shamans.

They voluntarily divided into groups and performed one of the unique examinations of the shamans, the Seven Star Jin.

Using the power of the Seven Stars Pavilion as one, the shaman's swordsmen effortlessly swept away the attacks of the members who rushed in blindly.

And when one of the frontline members is pulled off guard by the sword of the shaman swordsman...

“큭·”

The Shaolin monks, who were always looking for an opportunity in the back, would overpower them.

Tanjigong, White Treasure Priesthood, etc. They held various Shaolin feasts and sent out qi to strike the blood sword.

Naturally, as much as they were aiming for suppression rather than killing, they would strike with demon blood instead of bloodletting.

This was possible because, on average, the level of Shaolin and shamans was higher than that of the members of the Wulin League.

Spatula ·

“컥····”

But that didn't mean the battle was going to be easy.

Even though the average level was lower, there were definitely masters mixed in the Wulin Meng.

On top of that, there are also masters who joined from Shincheon. As Zhuge Muhuan had feared, it was not easy to save and subdue the enemy.

While the Shaolin and Shaman's warriors struggle to save and subdue the members of the Wulin League.

Fierce Lord Wei Jihak appeared on the battlefield·

"Haap!"

He lifted himself into the air with a flurry of energy, thrusting his hands wildly.

His bundles of wind qi flying from the air towards the Shaolin and Shaman's martial arts were almost like a meteor shower, befitting his martial resonance.

Just before the bundle bombed Shaolin and the shaman's disciples.

Bang!!!

Mujin, who rushed to the battlefield, succeeded in narrowly blocking the bundle of winds with the help of a gold ball.

"Why don't you hang out with the main monk?"

"Hahaha· I've hung out with you so often that I'm getting a little tired of it, don't you?"

"If you're tired of my face, why don't you leave this world? As long as I'm alive, I'll probably have to face the main monk all the time."

As if to prove his words, Mujin finished his words and immediately lunged at Wei Jihak.

And then the tag game began.

Wei Zhihak attacked Mu Jin with a wide range of Fung Tian Meteor Sphere, but Mu Jin rushed at him with a fierce display of gold ball balls and bankruptcy gods.

Bang!!

Watching as the wind qi he shot struck Mu Jin's golden shield and exploded, Wei Zhihak clicked his tongue lightly.

'You're a leech...'

Originally, he didn't intend to use Mu Jin and Mu Jin like this here.

His purpose is to sacrifice the stupid members of the Wulin League and accumulate damage to Shaolin and the shamans.

It was to exhaust the power of the political faction and remove the obstacles that would arise in the process of achieving the cause of the new heaven in the future.

Of course, he hadn't intended to use Wulin Meng as a scapegoat like this since he ascended to the Blind Territory.

The original purpose was to increase the power of the Sect and the Demon Sect under the pretext of a moderate dispute with the Sect and the Demon Sect, and then to swallow up the Zheng faction entirely.

But Shaolin and his allies turned the tables and shook it.

Therefore, it was Shincheon who turned the direction and turned in a direction that led the political factions to fight each other and destroy themselves.

The Imperial Family, which was the ultimate goal of the Divine Heaven, intended to use the power of the Sect and the Demon Sect to defeat the Sect after clearing the Sect.

To this end, Wei Zhihak, while being chased by Mujin, occasionally unleashed the Feng Tian Meteor Sphere to attack Shaolin and the shaman's martial artists.

"Ugh..."

The shaman's great disciple, who had been in the middle of the Wulin Clan's attack, was unable to cope with Wei Zhihak's exhortation.

Then, the Wulin Clan's attack on the shaman's disciple who has collapsed continues.

However, Meng Zhu was not in a position to attack Shaolin and the shaman's disciples so freely.

"Wiziology!!!!"

For a brief moment, he was distracted by attacking others.

Before he knew it, the Shaolin Divine Dragon had crept right in front of him.

Looking at Mu Jin's circle of golden stars, Wei Zhihak also swung the river qi around the right fist.

Bang!!!

"After all, close combat isn't easy..."

He didn't show it outwardly, but Wu Kwon was throbbing when he collided with Mujin.

If he hadn't worn a special weapon, the Black Phosphorus Armor, he might have broken the bones of his hands.

However, despite the pain, Wi Jihak took advantage of the aftermath of the collision to bounce backwards and distance himself from Mujin.

And in the case of Mujin·

"You son of a!!"

He overcame the rebound created by the clash with each other with his ignorant strength, and rushed at Wei Zhihak again.

Now he gets rid of the useless respect and calls the lord an.

I couldn't help but swear.

He threw himself in a rebound, and in the middle of the gap, he was firing his sword at the shaman disciple again.

“컥····”

Once again, one of the shaman's inspectors collapsed with a groan.

In my heart, I wanted to blow myself up and block the Wijihak Qiqi, but...

Cad Duc ·

Mu Jin couldn't help but clench his teeth and rush towards Wei Zhihak.

This was a battlefield where hundreds of units of battle were fought. It meant that there were too many people for Mujin to protect.

Mujin's hands weren't enough to stop Wei Zhihak's flying frenzy one by one.

Therefore, chasing Wizihak like a leech was a way to protect his allies.

And it was the right answer.

No matter how fierce he was, he couldn't afford to attack others when Mujin was close at hand.

How long was it to play tag with Mujin and attack Shaolin and the shaman disciples?

Looking at Mu Jin running after him once again, Wei Jihak furrowed his forehead for the first time.

'Tsk· I didn't do as much damage as I thought."

The number of people he succeeded in directly harming was fifteen at most.

Considering that if he had gone on a rampage alone, he would have killed more than fifty. It was a great achievement.

But he wasn't greedy.

Resisting Mu Jin's pursuit and attacking Shaolin and the shaman's disciples, the cost of internal attacks was greater than expected.

If they fought any longer, they risked failing to get out of the battlefield at worst.

He intended to accumulate damage here, not to sacrifice his own life.

"There seems to be a lot of obstacles here, so why don't you go to Meng's Theater to see the final decision!"

Wei Zhihak shouted with his inner air, and then turned around and began to flee towards Wulin Meng.

Naturally, Mu Jin was about to chase after him and finish off Wei Zhi Crane, but suddenly Zhuge Muhuan's sound penetrated Mu Jin's ears.

– Don't chase me· Shaolin God Dragon!

It was a story that was hard for Mujin to understand.

You've exhausted all your strength, but now you don't want to chase me?

– Are there any traps in the Wurim League?

– There are pitfalls, but it's a lie to say that you're going to win in the first place! He bought time by trapping the Shaolin Divine Dragon appropriately. I'm going to get out of here.

– So what do you do? Would you like to help in the battle here instead of giving up on the Blind Week?

The lord had escaped, but there was still a fierce battle going on here.

Perhaps it was because of this situation that Meng Zhu dared to shout at the end of the day.

If he knew that he had escaped because he was out of his tail, the morale of the members would suffer.

By pretending to move to a wide place to see Mujin and the game, he was trying to maintain the morale of the members.

On the other hand, it would be better to stay here and wipe out the allies.

– What kind of stupid thing are you talking about?

The answer that came back from Zhuge Muhuan was quite sarcastic.

– Ignorantly fighting to save everything, the damage is not enough. If you still can't get rid of the Fierce Leader, it's better to give up on dealing with the Divine Heaven.

– So what the hell are you talking about?

– Fufufu· If you want to catch a raccoon, you don't go directly into the burrow, but you have to locate the raccoon burrow and wait. Until the raccoon comes out of the burrow·

Mujin saw it clearly.

Even though he was quite far away, the corners of Zhuge Muhuan's mouth turned fishy.

* * *

After Wizihak returned to Meng· I threw myself towards the fierce battle as it was.

If Mujin had been chasing him, he would have led him to the place where he had prepared the right method and trapped him, but he had already realized that Mujin had given up on the pursuit.

When he arrived at the Battle of Mengzhou · There were three unmanned men waiting for him.

They were unmanned people from Shincheon, and they were a kind of escort.

The low-level warriors who were going to be used as long-term horses were still fighting in the mix with the members of the Wulin League, but they were the ones who had to be preserved.

"Let's go..."

The table in the center of the main hall·

Pushing aside the table where he usually worked, Wei Jihak tapped on one of the seemingly identical floors.

Kiiik·

Then, a tunnel that is not usually revealed appeared.

It was a way out that had been prepared for Wi Jihak since he came to the forefront, just in case.

He had been preparing for it since he became the Fierce Leader, so he was confident that no one but himself would know it.

He and his three escorts entered the tunnel.

In addition to the three of them, Zhang Youshan and other useful minions had agreed to join them at the exit of the tunnel.

After leaving this place, the next objective of Wi Jihak was to disrupt the enemy's rear with his cadres.

After all, it was only a matter of time before the Sichuan Tang family collapsed, so he was determined to buy himself a fair amount of time.

Then I thought about my next plan and ran through the tunnel for a while.

Through a tunnel that gradually began to turn uphill, he rose from a small forest a little away from the outer prefecture, and what he saw in his eyes was...

"You look like a mole. Now I don't think he was a, but a mole?"

It was the Shaolin Divine Dragon who thought he had given up on the chase.

"What about you?"

For the first time, Mu Jin smiled fishily at Wei Zhihak, who had a puzzled face.

It looked a lot like the one made by Zhuge Muhuan, who had told him where this place was.

"Zhuge said... The raccoon chicks are sure to dig tunnels to escape."

Ever since Zhuge Muhuan became a soldier of Meng, he has always been under the watchful eye of the Divine Heaven.

Zhuge Muhuan also continued to monitor the movements of the gods without knowing them. As such, he knew the escape hatch that Meng Ju had secretly created.

"Uh-huh... Hahaha· I guess I was looking down on the military."

Let's laugh heartily at Mujin's provocation for a moment.

"No, it's not. It seems that there are still a lot of Zhuge soldiers who are lacking..."

Wei Zhihak suddenly blushed and said.

"It took you only two to catch me..."

At his words, Mu Jin suddenly shouted into the air.

"Look... It doesn't work for him, does it?"

Then, out of the air that Mu Jin was looking at, Mu Qing suddenly appeared.

"Grunt· I've tried to imitate the one you used and it still doesn't work?"

There was a possibility that Meng Zhu wasn't alone, so he and Mu Qing went here together.

Then Mu Jin turned to the most reliable soldier, Mu Qing, and added.

"There's only three escorts over there..."

Mu Jin, who gave instructions to Mu Qing, approached Meng Zhu with a snap of his fingers like a back-alley municipal thug.

"I'm going to finish this one with my own hands..."