
Exactly three days after the great battle was over, Kotaraja's state had already started to return to normal. Although there are still repairs here and there due to war damage.
The alliance troops from South Matraman had returned to their territory. They cannot leave the kingdom for too long because it could be at any time their kingdom will be attacked by the enemy.
King Angga sent the alliance troops home to the gates of Kotaraja.
"Thank you for your help, Sukanda" said King Angga.
"We should have helped, Raka. It could be in the future, my kingdom will need help."
King Angga then gave a farewell hug to King Sukanda, "Be careful on the way." he whispered.
In a different place, Jaka collected the remains of soldiers who were still able to fight. The only goal is to strike back at North Matraman.
That day Jaka managed to gather at least about 500 soldiers, they all lined up neatly in the royal palace courtyard. The average of them was at the level of first-class warriors as well as there were twenties of early to mid-level expert grade warriors.
“We are ready to receive orders, Gusti Senopati.” said one soldier.
Jaka closed his eyes for a moment and looked back at the hundreds of soldiers before him. Jaka watched one by one the faces of the soldiers who were in the front row, their faces like they were describing what they felt.
Many of the soldiers wanted the war to return because their comrades and family had been killed by North Matraman warriors. They are eager to return to the battlefield to avenge their families.
However, there were some other soldiers who put on sad faces. As if they no longer had a fighting spirit, perhaps those soldiers were unwilling to lose their comrades anymore.
Jaka felt a dilemma over what the soldier was feeling. Continue the war or stop here for a moment?
“You are free to decide, continue fighting or return to your respective places. But remember, if we just keep quiet then our side will be back attacked by the enemy like yesterday.”
“Even if we all die later, at least we will die with honor. We died fighting for the land of birth! We die fighting for glory! And we die for the lives of our loved ones-”
“We cannot allow the enemy to re-establish strength and harm the people. If not us then who else and if not now, when again?” jaka said excitedly.
Then the hundreds of soldiers compactly raised their right hand upwards, shouting out zeal-burning yells.
“Life For Success. Live Senopati Young Jaka!”
“Life For Success. Live Senopati Young Jaka!”
Jaka smiled at the result of his words, “I didn't expect it to work out like this. Really, this is my first time making a speech.” he murmured.
After saying so, Jaka led his army directly to move north. But before that, the troops would comb the territory of the West Matraman Kingdom to make sure no more enemies were left behind.
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On the other hand, the news of the failure of the attack carried out by North Matraman has been widespread. This result has caused another upheaval in the Matraman land.
The entire white school welcomed the results, some of them even sent messengers to help the West Matraman Kingdom to improve immediately.
As for the black alira college, they did not respond too much besides laughing at the failure of North Matraman.
“Stupid! Too weak” their ledek.
In addition, there are some North Matraman soldiers who managed to escape the war. The soldiers sneaked into nearby villages and became robbers.
They dwell in the forest, sometimes they plunder traders or residents who just pass by in the forest.
The biggest turmoil actually occurred in the north, almost all small kingdoms took a stance to break away from the North Matraman Kingdom.
The small kingdoms were fed up with the leadership of King Son so far, so they welcomed the results of the war.