Bamboo Flute Swordsman

Chaptre 63. Not Ended yet

A small force led by Jaka began to enter the territory of the Northern Matraman Kingdom when the sun was directly overhead.

Along this journey they found no significant obstacles, except to find only one or two soldiers from the enemy side.

“Ampun! Forgive us, Gusti.” whined the soldier when a sword pointed at him.

“You will forgive me, but with one condition.” replied Jaka chimed in.

The soldier tried to get close to Jaka, “What are the conditions, Gusti? I'll try to fulfill it.”

The conditions that Jaka asked turned out to be quite easy, the soldier only needed to answer all the questions that Jaka asked honestly. The soldier immediately agreed and began to answer Jaka's questions.

After feeling that he had all the necessary information, Jaka ordered his subordinates to kill the soldier.

“Why? Why did you break your promise, Gusti?” exclaimed the soldier as he thrashed asking to be released.

Jaka just smiled a little and then gave a cue to kill him. With a single swing of the sword, the soldier's head had rolled to the ground.

Jaka realized, his attitude that had just caused a commotion among his troops. They whispered to each other at the order Jaka gave them. Jaka's age is still relatively young but can give terrible orders.

“I just want to give a lesson to an unfaithful soldier.” said Jaka coolly.

This decision was influenced a little by the story of the Master. According to Resi Danurwinda, a kingdom will be destroyed if filled by unfaithful soldiers.

“West Matraman soldiers must be loyal to His Majesty King Angga, no matter what. Even when the tip of the opponent's sword has already scratched your neck. Can you guys understand that?”

The soldiers looked at each other and answered simultaneously, “Sendika, Gusti Senopati.”

Jaka and his troops finally continued their journey, currently their main destination is the working palace of North Matraman.

During the trip to the palace, Jaka's forces did not find any obstacles. The streets and villages that passed were deserted from the guard of soldiers. Maybe the enemy soldiers have all died in the war, they thought.

Upon the arrival of Jaka and the troops in the palace, they were greeted by hundreds of enemy soldiers. A little bit of war happened but that

it's not something that's dangerous.

In a short time, the troops that Jaka leads can subdue all enemy forces. This could happen because all that attacked was only the lower class soldiers and also the attackers had been outnumbered. While the soldiers on Jaka's side there were some who were injured but no one was killed.

“Check the whole palace!” jaka's orders. “Do not kill for those who give up.” he continued.

The soldiers Jaka led immediately spread out, inspecting the entire corner of the palace. They soon returned with many captives. The captive consisted of a palace maid and several maids.

Jaka looked towards the sun that started leaning west, “They must have realized we were coming, they had been hiding somewhere.”.

“For troops into small groups, place in strategic points. Starting today, this region will be part of West Matraman.”

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“Prakkk-.”

Somewhere else, the King Son was still holding a jar of wine that had been crushed by it. Spilled wine immediately flowed down the floor.

In addition to the King's Son, in the room there is also Mahapatih Argadana and also the royal advisor, Sengkuni. The three of them both looked disappointed with the outcome of the war they received.

“Bigger! How can our troops lose like this, uncle? How could South Matraman also come to help? And who's that young man armed with the flute?” ask the King of the Son at length.

Mahapatih Argadana who was asked then moved closer, “Hamba also did not expect that the result would be like this, Gusti. Almost all of our troops have been killed, all that is left are a few soldiers and one man senopati.”

“This result has not been the end, Gusti Prabu.” said royal advisor, Sengkuni.

“What do you mean, Sengkuni?”

“Ampun, Gusti.” said Sengkuni while cupping both hands. “We still have a chance to reclaim what is right for Gusti Prabu, but we need a helping hand from the other party.”

“From which side do you mean, Sengkuni?” asked the King of the Son in curiosity.

Bengkuni advanced closer and whispered something in the ear of King Putra, “We need help from the black school, Gusti.”

“Black flow hunting?”

“True, Gusti. Swordsmen like them have been unfortunate across the peach forest. Their presence must be very helpful to smooth our plans.” said Sengkuni reassured.

“I agree with Sengkuni's suggestion, Gusti.” said Mahapatih Argadana. “According to servant, that's the only way we can possibly travel.”

The King of the Son did not answer, he just breathed heavily. “The price I have to spend must be very expensive.”

Arc-1 st.

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