The Thousand Mask Warrior

Warfare

The members of the Hell Earth Needle turned out to be so deft. Their attacks that targeted the destruction of buildings and important places and the killing of Pranggi soldiers both Caucasian and indigenous officers were quite successful.

Several more buildings were burned. People were running around in confusion and fear. Some of the soldiers died without any sign of who the assailants were. The army was certainly in a state of alarm, not to mention the news of this chaos slowly reaching the ears of the officials in the main building within the city fortress.

The troops were disappointed by this incident, even though they were tightening the guard and preparation of possible battles with their opponents. The increasingly heated relationship between Pranggi Malacca and Walanda Betawi has almost broken, but this incident seems to increasingly show that Pranggi is not in good preparation and defense.

Sasangka had expected this. All the movements of the champions from Betawi disguised as builders can be read by him.

The problem is, chaos has already occurred. Perhaps he was the only one who knew who the perpetrators of the burning and assault of the Caucasian soldiers and Pranggi natives.

Not the place to interfere in this chaotic business actually. He did not like and did not care about the Caucasians from the far West, whether Walanda or Pranggi, including their subordinates and native minions.

Only, this business in Malacca is his business, the importance of his family now. His father-in-law and wife had entrusted him with their duties and responsibilities in order to build a good relationship with the buyers and merchants of wine made by Babah Lau in Betawi. So when he is in his business, no one should be able to and should bother him.

Will runyam his business if until this city is confused when he has just arrived and has not had time to do anything according to his plan. Likewise with the consideration of Babah Lau who thinks that the Walanda Betawi attack will not occur in less than one or two years. So, obviously he can't let this happen.

Several nail-throwing champions from the Hell-Earth Needle group attacked the bewildered soldiers from behind the bodies of the citizens who were flocking away avoiding chaos. Slyly they threw one or two nails that hit any part or limb of the soldiers.

Sasangka knows very well with their cowardice and how to fight. His pair of wedhung ready to return bathed in blood.

Sasangka took a long piece of cloth from behind her clothes. To be completely unrecognizable, he even took off his top shirt and kept it all with his wine.

After covering his mouth and nose using the piece of cloth, Sasangka passed a pair of wedhungnya and slid into the midst of the chaos colored by the people swirling around confused by the situation and a puff of smoke covering the air.

***

The taper end of the colhona is placed in the face, facing Kamisan the opponent. The horses of the Pranggi officer bent low, ready to jump the body piercing the enemy's body.

Kamisan, Javanese champion from Betawi, the head of one of the Hell Earth Needle hordes titled Pikulan Sakti did the opposite.

A pickled wooden rod was placed on his shoulder. Both of his legs were almost in a straight state of ordinary standing, relaxed, as if not really ready to fight.

Pranggi officers, and most of Kamisan's opponents fought were often deceived. In fact, this is actually a characteristic of the style of the Moon Pikulan Punching the Earth. The relaxed horses were actually intended so that Kamisan could move freely in carrying out attacks. The horses limp and rest like a full moon that makes the opponent careless and fascinated, to then pounded destroyed.

Si Pranggi shifted his legs creating an attack. He sped forward, but then stopped suddenly.

Kamisan shifted with the aim of preparing to dodge.

Apparently the officer Pranggi did a trick move, because instead of piercing with the sword of the crab or his colhona, he, he spun and fastened the sharp blades on either side of it a full circle quickly.

Kamisan flinched and retreated far away. Colhona's tip didn't touch Kamisan's body. This is not surprising because although the Pranggi's deceptive movements are quite surprising, Kamisan is a swordsman, champion, even the leader of his group. Regarding the use of cutting-edge weapons such as bedil for example, maybe he can be a heavy opponent, but regarding the one-on-one silat move, the Pranggi is nothing.

So it is also not surprising when even the officer who was surprised to get Kamisan attacked back quickly when the champion had just avoided his attack.

The pikulan wood trunk that was half round and half straight was roaring towards his chest.

The officer whipped and almost fell down because of unbalanced.

The pistol stick as a weapon almost broke the officer's head if he had not dodged it with his colhona sword.

The Pranggi bull officer fell on the ground due to the severity of the attack on the Moon Pikulan Pikulan Earth which was carried straight from the top like a shooting star.

The officer felt his shoulders numb even though he had held back with the sword and saved his head. The opponent's attack was no joke.

He got back to his feet as quickly as possible and even decided to attack first without a second thought. The taper end of the colhona bar slid forward. This time he would actually stab Kamisan.

PRAK!!

Unfortunately for the Pranggi Caucasian, the Pikulan Lunar Earth Punching style will be very effective as a form of defense as well as attack.

With those relaxed horses, Kamisan shifted easily from the colhona puncture and pounded the Pranggi officer's thigh, breaking his bones.

The pale-skinned male's body collapsed with a roaring cry. Colhona was stuck on the ground and out of his hand.

Kamisan approached towards his opponent who was floundering on the ground. He raised the pikulan above the head, ready to drop a large force to destroy the enemy's head. This time it must have worked because there was no longer any visible barrier.

***

The face-covered, bare-chested figure ran as fast and agile as a forest cat through the puff of smoke and slipped the bodies of the people running around.

The two wedhung quickly cut in one pull, seizing the shoulders and arms of two enemies at once.

The two secret poisonous nail throwers did not expect that there was a figure attacking them, also with his equally stealthy. Unfortunately, they are too late to understand. After severely injuring them, Sasangka thrust the wedhung blades deeply into both of their chests. Both died in blood.

Sasangka again darted looking for the target victim of his pair of wedhungnya. Some members of the Hell Earth Needle turned out to have witnessed the lunge of the figure in killing two of their members.

No need to hesitate anymore, all of them sign each other and immediately release each of the two poisonous spikes warangan, bacem frog or can snake weling.

Sasangka spun his wedhung, fended off the throw of a nail, and rolled dodging. The whirring of those deadly poisonous spikes passed through his face, head and body. Eve poison that almost grazed his body made Sasangka even more upset.

He threw his two wedhungnya one by one while running forward.

Two lives were eaten by the sharp blade of the weapon. Wedhung stuck in the chest and head of the two champions from Betawi. Sasangka jumped forward, pulling the two wedhungs from the body of the enemy who died so that the blood spurted madly and then did a three-step stabbing style, press and press the shoulders, arms and neck of the remaining enemy.

Blood returned to splatter. Life floated with a cry of pain, pain and fear into one. The face-covering skeleton moved in three short, dense steps, mercilessly drenching his wedhi dagger with blood.

The lunge of this unknown figure made the Pranggi troops aware of who attacked them. Although astonished and confused by what really happened, and who the figure was, they clearly understood that the face-covering figure was helping them.

No longer thinking because it had been too long confused and confused, the officers and army leaders immediately ordered them to target some people who were besieging the figure of the 'hero.

Gunfire rang out as billows erupted billowing thick white smoke into the air. The members of the Hell Earth Needle fell down with pe*luru bursting into their bodies. Areas are pouring in, lives are lost.

Unexpectedly, their secrecy in attacking Pranggi's forces was plagued by an unknown swordsman. Instead of making a city panic and escaping safely, instead, it seems that their efforts have only succeeded to the extent of making chaos at the level of ordinary robbers and pirates, instead of telik ciphers and criminals sent by other countries.