The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Shooters

The chalky spear of the hook brongsong slid through the air targeting de Paula who pointed both guns with a huff in various directions where the enemy was scattered.

Jayaseta javelin throw is unlikely to fail to hit the target, because of the ability of kanuragan especially throw-throwing things. But now what happens is the spear eyes in the hook snatch both arms of de Paula, not right in the chest or body parts that can kill him.

De Paula shouted loudly. Both of his arms were torn wide. His pair of pistols fell, while he lost his balance and fell on the lower deck.

De Paula's stifled screams were heard back when her legs were unable to withstand her fall. The crackling sound also sounded loud.

Jayaseta's intention was to make the bule explain all plans and to hold him responsible for many of the lives that have been shed today alone. However, the slaves already harbored too great a surge of vengeance.

Jayaseta did nothing when the Nias slaves raided like a pack of bees towards de Paula. His cry was covered in the angry cries of the slaves who tore his body, clawed, beat, trampled and crushed it like porridge.

Shooting troops from Flores and Ambonia pressed their backs against the upper deck walls and pointed their beds in all directions, confused about what to do.

The skipper was still lying on the floor, slowly running out of energy in pain and starting to lose consciousness. De Paula, the master, seems to have died. With the violence of the slaves, it seems they will suffer the same fate as the Prnaggi.

Obviously the shooters didn't want to take any bad consequences. However, despite being surrounded by enemies, both from outside and from inside their own ships, at least they are still holding beds. There is still a chance to fight back, kill some people and threaten other attackers.

One gunman looked at his other colleagues, "It's wet. After all, we decide what way to die and how. Let's slay the slaves bang*sat, put to death the opponent, or die in war and resistance?" abugn.

It didn't take long for his friends to nod in agreement. "We point to that one warrior. If we can kill him, it could be that the others will lose their guts" said another shooter.

Now all the shooters looked at each other and nodded in unison. The rods are aligned towards one point, Jayaseta.

DAR! DAR! DAR!

Gun blasts can no longer be contained. Thick smoke rises into space. The loud, deafening sound of a bedil explosion.

Pel*or was scattering around various angles. But the blasts did not simply come from the gunfire of the shooters Flores and Ambonia. I don't know when, Ireng and Siam have climbed onto the deck of the ship. The two were holding a bedil also brought from the jung of King Nio to guard and part of the weaponry.

They were impatient with what happened on board the ship that was captained by Jala Jangkung from Semarang. Although not able to see the whole incident after incident on the deck of the ship, a little bit both can ensure that Jayaseta, Datuk Mas Kuning, Katilapan and Narendra must have succeeded in defeating the opponent. The movements of the crews seen from their sailing ships indicate that there was a successful overthrow of power there.

Both Siam and Ireng have worked on the ship for a long time. They understood the characteristics of the ship with the crew of the slaves. There could not have been such a crowded movement of crewmen, where they had abandoned their responsibilities in places where they should have served if it had not been for a rebellion. So most likely, the leader of those who controlled the ship had been overthrown by a party. So the two decided to board the ship to see firsthand what was happening.

No need to think anymore, Ireng and Siam fired the bedil they brought. Bullet spews hit two of the firing line of Flores and Ambonia and jerked their bodies hard, leaving the other shooter dumbstruck.

Jayaseta rolled away avoiding a shot that was shot at just anyone. Katilapan, Narendra, Grandpa Keling and two Balinese and Datuk Mas Kuning immediately moved swiftly.

The shooters were completely confused. They were no longer centered on Jayaseta because they had to think about the gunmen who came to attack suddenly, where even two of their colleagues had been shot and killed.

They don't know where their guns will go anymore. Unfortunately also in this confused state, the warriors rushed towards them. Gununting roaring chopping piercing. The trident-eyed spear pecked out like a ferocious three-headed snake. Two Balinese who also arrived first to the top deck had attacked the shooters as well.

Bullets were still scattered and scattered and slightly grazed the swordsmen's skin. One of the two Balinese was torn off at the shoulder. Narendra was also scratched in his thigh. But all of these shots have absolutely no big impact.

All warriors attacked without hindrance. Grandpa Keling, Datuk Mas Kuning and Jayaseta did not get the space to participate in the brawl attack, after all, in just three and a half breaths, the gunners were ragged and killed on the spot.

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The tip of the binoculars of King Nio clearly describes what happened on the ship that he suspected was the ringleader of a class of battles in the shallow seas near the Riau archipelago region that witnessed the disputes of many countries, especially the Sultanate This Johor-Riau and Jambi.

The sound of cannon blasts and gunfire is still heard to be the background of the atmosphere today. The sailors of the Minang Bengkulu, Jambi and Bugis warriors were still fighting fiercely against two attack ships which were clearly a trick created by a ship that King Nio was observing today.

He saw that there was chaos on the ship. It seems that the crew, who were probably slaves, were driven to revolt because of the great warriors of the ship. King Nio also clearly saw Ireng and Siam climbing aboard the ship and engaging in battle.

Before long, the two crew members of his flagship ship gave a sign towards him. They raised the flag and moved it as a way of speaking from afar, a way that sailors understood.

In essence, the situation has been resolved and the ship has been overrun. Jung the great King Nio was asked to docked because the situation was safe.

The skipper breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. He looked towards the pirates who were still in a condition of being bound and guarded by fully armed jung guards.

It's getting stifled. Thank goodness everything can be solved, he thought. Jung is full of great warriors, let alone Jayaseta there. So, why not finish it?

He raised his hand and called out to the crew to raise the sail moving forward toward the ship that had been controlled Jayaseta and his colleagues.

A strong wind blew carrying smoke from the explosion of fire powder from the cannon and bedil into space. This day is not fit for peace. The life of King Nio was far from just a merchant ship captain. Life has taken him to the lands full of vengeance, anger, wrath and lust for power. He will face it, following how fate waves it like a jungle on the ocean.