Blue Sheath

The War on Earth Menoreh

“Blue Contact, beware!”

“Mr...”.

There was almost an arrow that came flying about the virgin girl. Fortunately his father was quick. He caught the arrow that was about to hit him. Escape the life-threatening death of the child.

Blue, the girl fell silent. He's shaking violently. But then it crept. Looking for a protected place.

While the arrows continue to rain.

A big fight happened.

Diponegoro's army is besieged. There the enemy is facing. Many have died.

They entered the residential area.

The Keraton and Kumpeni forces were blindly engaged in purges on the rebels. Everything that was there was destroyed. All are considered enemies. This is because Diponegoro's troops blend in with the common people.

This situation makes it unclear, where the villagers, where the enemy. So that many residents who do not know, come on the beach. They are also suspected of being supporters of lascars.

Including Blue Sheath and her father who is struggling. He was caught between the warring forces. We must take up arms between frightened hearts. This compulsion is the result of the confusion of thought as well. If he is silent, he does not have the heart with the father, but if you join the fight, feel unable, if you have to face an army that is so strong and very experienced. Also, if you stay at home, no one will defend, if he is in enemy captivity.

Pulung Jiwo's house was beaten up violently by the people who were chasing him. They believe the person being hunted is in it.

Beleaguered from all directions, will be invaded if it appears.

There's no way out. Against the brave because of their large numbers. Not comparable to the people here. They are trained anyway. It's not easy to drop it, even for just one person, among the strong.

Until the condition is squeezed, in the siege of many enemies and very tight. There is hardly any gap. A little bit of confusion is immediately visible.

Now what can be done. There's none.

But this time, that's all we can do. Especially for a while.

I saw them. Want to help, at least so they can be free from slaughter, but not power. I myself was stuck. If they see me, they will catch, or even immediately open fire. In this confusing atmosphere, everyone around the enemy will be immediately suspected, as their supporters or members of the opponent. To greet each other, it is certainly not possible. Therefore, the circumstances that are likely to be done, only paralyze people who are considered enemies. And the result, it is fatal. Fortunately, I only suffered injuries. If you die, of course bad possibilities that often occur.

Arrows continued to rain down on the houses, among the cries of the enemy that continued to be heard, telling the people to surrender.

Bodies appear to be falling apart. Many of Diponegoro's men died in it.

Some were hit by kumpeni bullets, some were slit by palace soldiers, hit by arrows, hit by spear stabs were also penetrated by powerful keris.

The village in Menoreh valley, now burning. Fierce fighting that led to bloodshed, continued. They keep on chasing. And the lascars refused to give up.

Indeed, the area is very mysterious. Among the strong limestone mountain clasps. As a fortress of nature is very good to be able to protect from enemy attacks. Until the place is very fit for defense.

I approached them. But the arrow that shot out was really too close. Just a little, there was an arrow. If not bullets.

Blue Amethyst Father could only stare. He didn't do anything. Blue Sheath takes refuge in fear.

The arrow continues to slide like rain in the middle of the season. I have no power to evade. Until one of them stuck right in my body. I'm wounded. Blood is pouring. That instant too. I have no power to move.

Good thing there's uncle Ronggo Pekik. He who drags me avoids the bad conditions that will befall. Throwing a spear at the enemy. One opposing soldier directly toppled due to the loud thump.

The battle continues. Uncle Pulung Jiwo rampaged. After finding out his son was safe, he cut two Kumpeni and two palace soldiers with his powerful heirloom.

The football is terrible.

Uncle Ronggo Pekik was too. He doesn't want to lose. The spear he was holding continued roaring, ripping apart the enemy ranks.