God of War (Soldier / Military Official / Moo shin / 무신)

You're serious? You hate Kim Jun too?

And I hate Wola.

This is all her fault. Yangbaek, I mean.

Let's kill them both.

I want to see them suffer.

Chunsim.

I know that Kim Jun broke Lady Songi's heart.

He's a piece of work.

She saves him and he just does as he pleases?

And that Wola? Who is she to walk right in and ruin all our lives?

Let's kill them.

Both of them.

With all that's happened we haven't had time for you.

I've told the seer to identify an auspicious day.

For your wedding.

Father.

There's nothing more to be said. The sooner the better.

From now on, think of Kim Yakson as your husband.

No.

What?

Songi.

I've told you over and over.

I'll choose my own husband.

There's no better husband for you in all Koryo.

This was your late grandfather's wish, and mine. That's that.

- Father. - I've already told him.

- Be safe. - Of course.

- Let's go. - Yes, sir.

- Move out! - Sir!

Remember what your father said.

But Mother…

Let's go.

- It's been too long. - After you.

The Overlord always has a plan. Our Mongol worries are over.

Yes, indeed.

Perfect. Now all the palace affairs are run from the Guard Corps.

Exactly. All the important ministers are in the Personnel Authority.

The old courtiers go to the palace. Those with real power come here.

It's something to see, sir.

Look at all these chancellors.

Attention!

Attention!

Sir, you seem lost in thought.

I'm just so proud to be the lord's escort.

I keep remember what General Yi Kongju said.

What was that?

That we're not slaves.

We're the Overlord's personal guard.

That we should be proud.

I saw how right he was.

You may have, too. When we caught the traitors.

He showed himself to be a man worthy of respect.

For the first time, I saw the face of a giant.

Enough already. They're traitors.

My lord, kill them all.

Kill me!

If you're going to kill me…

Do it and be done.

- Attention! - Sir!

Spare them.

As a favor to Pak Songbi and Kim Kyongson.

Release them.

But, sir, they're at the center of the traitors.

Take their heads.

He's right. Take my head now or be sorry later.

Exactly. Kill me.

I refuse to live in shame and humiliation.

Humiliations?

What do you have to be ashamed of?

The thing to be ashamed is partnering with traitors whose plans you didn't know.

Where's the humiliation in surviving?

Yi Jangyong. Cho Chunmyong.

I admit I'm curious.

How did two men like you end up with these traitors?

Because military rule scorns the Royal House.

That's why we wanted you dead.

Do you deny you would strengthen the military regime?

Spoken like a pair of fools.

Who comes first, the people or the royals?

Can there be a Koryo without its people? Or a Royal House?

Did the Royal House care for the starving people these last 100 years?

Who heard their cries of hunger?

Have you ever listened?

When the country is stable, when our people sing hymns of peace…

I'll gladly retire to the country. Understood?

You can choose life or death.

But if you choose death, don't waste it.

Die for Koryo, you fools. Understand?

I never felt that way before.

I realized then how proud I could be to be part of something.

As General Yi said, here is a lord worth risking your life for.

Yes, sir.

- Thanks for sparing us. - Me, too.

I can't see how we'll ever be able to repay you.

Allegiance to the death, that's how.

I serve Kim Jun. So should you.

I'm older…

But only in age, not rank. To me, you're “Sir”.

As brothers, then?

Right.

We're a family now, whatever our ages.

We're in this together.

Protecting our lord is our reason for living.

Serve him well.

- Yes, sir. - Sir.

The Eastern Capital.

Ancient Silla called it Gyelim, I think?

Making me not unlike a Silla king.

Making me, Kim Dokmyong, the biggest man in town.

I guess that Choe Sanbo knew what he was talking about.

- You. - Sir.

- Nice and slow. - Sir.

Kim Dokmyong was leaving the capital first thing today.

He should be here by now.

Life is strange. You never can tell what's next.

All those men full of promise are dead but he survives and gets a promotion.

Now I'll tie my future to his. Maybe hit him up for drinks.

Wait…what? What's that?

Who are you?

That's…

You're common bandits.

I'm Lord Kim of the Eastern Capital.

Stand aside.

Lord, you've come a long way.

Wait, wait… y-y-you…

Shall you enjoy wealth and glory alone?

When your late comrades are waiting for you?

Wait, General Song, General Song…

Send him on his way.

Spare me. General Song, General Song, please.

General Song, please, spare me. Please, General.

There's something wrong with a world that rewards traitors.

Wouldn't you agree?

General, General…

Farewell.

Clean this up.

Sir.

The people are the Mandate of Heaven.

I'll say it again. No injustice, no sick, no starving.

Check and re-check, understood?

Politics are the people.

Overlord.

Lord. - What?

We just got word.

Lord Kim Dokmyong was killed on his way to the Eastern Capital.

The next scroll, sir.

Kim Dokmyong… He wasn't a beast.

See he's given a proper memorial.

Yes, sir.

Wait…What's this?

Are the Mongol envoys this bad?

Yes, sir. Jaguye is particularly nasty.

They insult the Emperor, are rude to the old retainers...

and demand exorbitant tribute.

Listen, when we getting our tribute, huh?

You can't put us off forever.

Koryo is not unaware of the protocol as a tribute nation.

We show you proper respect and you do the same.

Treating us like a debt collector won't do at all.

Hardly what one would call diplomatic.

Won't do?

What, are you insulting the Great Emperor Genghis Khan?

We have no manners? Listen to you.

Quietly.

You stand before the Emperor.

You talk as if you were Genghis Khan.

What? What was that?

Please, lower your voice.

Let's be reasonable here.

Now look.

Listen to this list.

10,000 otter pelts, 3,000 bolts of silk, 2,000 bolts of ramie.

10,000 bales of cotton, 1,000 ink slabs, 100,000 sheets of paper.

Safflower, bamboo, pyrrhotite…

It's too long to finish.

Honestly, catching 10,000 otters and skinning them?

Does that make any sense?

They only live in the lower Nakdong River.

10,000 pelts is absurd.

That's your problem, not ours.

We say, you do.

What's more, we don't have the means for so much cotton. 10,000 bales?

Not to mention the gold and silver on top of the tribute.

Is that for you, or for your emperor?

Did you just..?

It's a sign of good faith to the envoys.

Now you're finding fault with US?

Oh, something reeks here.

What's your rank? Your name?

I won't stand for this.

So you're saying it's a bribe?

Wha…t? What?

Graft? Who said anything about bribes?

It's a sign of good faith.

You… Who is this guy?

Who is he to talk to me this way?

Graft!

Easy, easy, calm down.

Have a drink with my chancellors.

Then you'll get a sense of our good faith.