Chapter 358 - Luke is Gone 3 (1/2)

The southern continent consisted of several large nations and dozens of tribes.

The most powerful of them was the Song Empire.

The Song Empire, which had occupied more than half of the southern continent in the past, had lost its land due to the succession of the Devil King’s army.

However, it was still evident that it was a nation with the largest territory and largest population on the southern continent.

Nanjing was the cultural, commercial and transportation hub representing the southern part of the Song Empire, and it was a gathering location for food from the southeast area.

It was also called the second capital of the Song Empire because it was the starting point of the Grand Canal to the capital.

Anyway, that was how important that place was, so high ranking officials and royal family members often visited Nanjing.

Jo Won-rak’s, the current 3rd crown prince, itinerary, who was patrolling the south of the empire was also in Nanjing.

“Is your body alright, prince?”

Around 500 medium and long cavalry guarding like an iron tank and in the center was a gorgeous carriage being drawn by 6 horses.

Among them was a person in gold and giving out a strong impression, who had asked, “Until yesterday my heart was in a mess. But everything feels fine now.”

From the inside came a voice of a young man in his twenties.

He was Jo Won-rak—the emperor’s favorite son.

He was a man, who was usually interested in the livelihood of other people. He made a request to the Emperor and asked him to go on a tour to the southern borders and provinces.

It was his purpose to serve the people who had suffered due to the drought and the famine that had been going on for the past few years.

However, the crown prince ended up eating water and food that became stale, and his body began to hurt.

Due to high-fever and vomiting, the crown prince had no choice but to lie down for a while. He was taking all the medicine the military doctor had prescribed him.

“But, General Zegal, when will we arrive in Nanjing?”

“In around half a day. But, this is the first time for you to visit Nanjing?”

“Right. I heard that if there was a palace in heaven, it will be Nanjing, which had flourished in the past. Oh, General Zegal are you from Nanjing?”

“Haha. To be precise, I am from a place near Nanjing.”

“Is that so. Then you must have visited Nanjing quite often?”

“Yes, prince. When I was young, I often visited here and there. Well, the Nanjing I saw…”

It was when General Zegal Hui from the Zegal clan was trying to explain about Nanjing that suddenly, the ground in front of them began to change. Masked men began to pour out like bees.

“W-what is this?”

“This is an attack! Protect the 3rd prince!”

They were a cavalry of 500 men, and they weren’t just composed of ordinary soldiers.

They were the elite men selected from the Eorim troops that were directly under the Imperial family.

Their individual skills were strong enough to match the warriors of Kang Ho.

And the three chiefs, who led the troops, were first-class warriors, and Zegal Hui was like the peak of strength.

Wheeeing!

“Go ahead!”

“Don’t step back even a little!”

With the Eorim troops and the masked men clashing.

Soon, the noise and clashes of the swords began to spread loudly.

It was the first time for Jo Won-rak to face such a situation.

In addition, he was a literary lover, who had no idea about martial arts, so seeing a vicious battle unfold in front of his eyes, his complexion went pale.

“Ze… General Zegal!”

“Don’t worry. Don’t let yourself get overwhelmed, Crown Prince. I don’t know who is aiming for the Crown Prince, but soon they will feel pain for deciding to do this.”

There was a reason why Zegal Hui seemed so assured.

With just the power of the chiefs and the soldiers, a fairly large scale of men could be wiped out.

Hundreds of assassins weren’t much of a matter.

“Expand the circle! Let the rear cavalry fire!”

Indeed, according to Zegal Hui’s assurance, the masked men couldn’t beat the Eorim troops.

The Eorim troops were superior in their individual abilities, and their organizational skills and tactical abilities were superior to those of Kang Ho.

The defense formation of the Eorim was like an iron wall.

Whenever they counterattacked or shot arrows, the masked men fell on the ground splattering blood everywhere.

‘Ho Ho Ho, yes…!’

Watching the performance of the soldiers trained under him, Zegal Hui smiled contently.

However, his smile disappeared when a new group of masked men appeared.

“Kuakk!”

“Kugh!”

“W-what are these men? The swords aren’t being used!”

When the new group of masked men pushed out, three people wearing exotic clothes appeared.

Two wore a steel full body armor as if they were knights from the Rhodesia Continent, and the other wore a robe like a wizard.