Blue Sheath

The war continues

Just a few days we got together. Some time later Bagus Sodewo brought most of his soldiers to rejoin the core warriors. A few people who stayed included me and Uncle Pulung Jiwo. We wait for the next step.

“We will soon be comfortable. No need to travel like this,” I said on the Blue Sheath that was cool burning tubers. This is all we got. Maybe if the situation has recovered we will eat more delicious than just food obtained free in the forest.

“Iya, I'll cook a goat gulai.“

“And I'll taste it.“

“Then the goat?“

“See neighbor can be.“

We just grimace. All of these fantasies are free. When we really don't belong. Next is only eating what is clearly in front of us.

We rest in a place of peace. I slept holding my father's weapon. Comfortable feeling. Even if only in a place that can be said to be less worthy.

The next morning even though we had not bathed and washed our faces in front of the warm tubers.

“This is eating, the rest of the night. Good for stomach. Than completely unfilled.”

Blue was already cooking and we ate first before bathing in the river. I just nodded. Then take a few pieces. I eat it with gourmand. This food tastes good too. It seems because the mood that likes to make everything there into its own satisfaction.

Then practice all day with your friends. We keep the possibility. If one day it is called, it is ready. Because the condition is clearly uncertain. They haven't given up. And we are not comfortable in position.

They want an open attack because they are ready for everything. Although the troops are the same number. It's just that weaponry is the problem. They got the help of weapons that have come from Batavia and Semarang.

While the lascars are a little split. Our opinions are different. Kyai Mojo wants to continue guerrilla. Feeling still not ready to face the palace soldiers.

Although our number is quite a lot but the strength of the weaponry as well as the experience of war in the open field is still relatively minimal.

So far we have won in guerrilla. Mastering the nature that is so understood.

But most princes wanted an open attack. To show strength. So, if you win, the possibility can master some or even all of Jogja.

This is how the troops in the big house continue to bombard the irregulars. Many have died.

23 thousand fully armed troops, including cannons, long barrel rifles, and machine arrows continue to roar.

Next in the hunt by the jumlanya palace warriors very large hundreds of thousands combined from the four countries. Who are ready with powerful weapons arrows, spears, swords continuously crashing against the irregulars. Fortunately the Prince escaped.

Kedaton Pleret. The fortress at Selarong was ruffled. Even Prince Diponegoro had to jump into the ravine to avoid capture.

The situation changed again we had to travel back to find a chance to win. Good Sodewo came back tired. He took a break to change his wrestling clothes. With pure white and turban. Maybe soon it will be adventurous to avoid the pursuit of the enemy. We continue to watch the situation around Who knows the pursuers already know this place.