The Thousand Mask Warrior

Horse Coiling

Jayaseta ran so fast like lightning. The two robbers in front of him who were putting up horses threatened the merchants completely unexpected this attack. They were in the second tier of the entire eleven robbers.

Actually, not unprepared, but Jayaseta is too fast. The first layer consisting of the five most highly trained robbers was immediately shocked and metered.

Some of the warriors in charge of protecting the master and their trade turned out to have fallen. Some were killed on the spot, some were injured, some were disarmed and running around in fear. The existence of Jayaseta is actually very profitable for them.

The three front robbers struck their swords repeatedly in exchange for the double stroke of the unidentified figure. At first the robbers thought that the figure was just one of the mere merchandise guards. However, his attack that was only as simple as two moves was so fierce and dangerous.

"Be careful. That guy's a swordsman. He has killed our comrades" exclaimed one of the robbers looking far behind, their robbers' friends lying on the ground.

Sparks of fire erupted from the metal blades of the daab clashing against each other. One sword slipped out of the hand of one of the robbers who saw no trust in his enemy. His hands felt kebaya dabln tingling due to the impact.

However, his surprise did not last long. The tip of Jayaseta's daab pierced into his chest instantly destroying his heart. His body fell to the earth, stiffening and fluttering for a moment before he was finally completely killed. Daab is still stuck in his chest.

With one son, Jayaseta chased two other robbers. He whirled the Siamese sword through his neck like a machete, then used his free hand to brush off the enemy's arm, just like Katilapan's Kali Bisaya moves. Meanwhile, his legs imprinted the opponent's knees, and his knees poked the enemy's stomach.

All of these movements are done in three ways. Two robbers fell on the ground. When they tried to get up, Jayaseta slid again, giving Thunder a kick from the South, knocking them down again. The sword slipped out of their hands completely.

Jayaseta moves have reached a fast and effective level. He understands very well what he wants to do. But on the other hand, he also adjusts his movements to the attacks and the moves of the opponent.

The last two robbers looked at Jayaseta's lunge meticulously. Interest is reflected in the lines of their faces.

Both of them were wearing a pair of wide giwangs. Their heads are plontos, covered in a cloth headband that dangles at the back. The cover of the lower part of their bodies was a cloth that was bolted to form a loincloth, while their chests were bare with painted face ornaments everywhere. The daab holster on the back is tied across. Their dark bodies were watered by the sun, growing more shiny and shiny.

"My name is the Thousand Mask Swordsman. Leave these people immediately or you will get the reward. I don't care if you understand or don't speak my language, which is clear, I won't repeat" Jayaseta exclaimed as he looked at the remaining two robbers standing before him.

Cough, Narendra, Siam and Ireng let out a long breath. Even Siam patted his forehead. "Ah, shit, Jayaseta. Is that what you need to explain to them? What about the plan we've made?" his sighs screeches.

Dara Cempaka surprisingly even smiled amusedly. "Abang Jayaseta is a different person when it comes to being behind her face cover or mask. He cannot escape his destiny, a masked swordsman who aims to fight against things that are not in accordance with his conscience and the law of justice" she explained.

The bed and Narendra could only shake their heads. They realize that Dara Cempaka's words are true. They knew enough of their swordsman's brother.

On the other hand, Jayaseta's appeal in Malay was however understood by many of the group who were immediately heard speaking. All the news about the Thousand Mask Warrior they immediately revealed again. The greatness of the warrior has been well known, although there are rumors about the crimes he committed against the soldiers of Siam, yet his existence in this place against the robbers gives a fresh breeze and hope. They'll be safe.

Both robbers apparently also understand the Jayaseta language. Over the past dozen years of robbing experience, they have met with various victims from various nations. Especially the Malays who are neighbors of Siam.

However, of course what makes this time different, is that if it is true, luck is on their side because finally can meet face to face with the warrior figure.

The two remaining robbers stuck their swords to the ground. Then put their fingers in their mouth. A shrill whistling sound rang out loudly from their mouths. Not just once, but many times as if giving some kind of sign.

Sure enough, behind the hill, between the trees there was a roar and the roar of horses. Dozens of marauding troops emerged from the top of the horses that were driven quickly. In the hands of his riders were sticking out daab and long spears.