The Thousand Mask Warrior

Arquebus

Arthit was still trying to attack the bule soldiers by deploying deadly attacks that whenever possible were carried out only once or twice.

The bule soldiers may have physical toughness as well. However, they are the chosen soldiers who have fled from their country to fight in foreign countries. Their resilience in many cases can be proven more than the forces of the archipelago and its surroundings. However, specifically these ten people, they were shooting troops trained in such a way as to be proficient in shooting, thus reducing the combat capabilities of the others.

In addition, what faced them this time was three swordsmen choose a match. The scene was clearly in front of them.

Arthit stomped his feet to the ground, then cuddled his two fists at once like the tusks of an elephant. The intended two were Pranggi's bullshooters.

The assailants called off their fire and held their chests by crossing their arquebus-type rifles. The long shotgun held Arthit's punch pretty well and was quite a shock to Arthit. Not only that, maybe because they only realized who they were dealing with, the Pranggi soldiers immediately agilely adjust their actions.

One Pranggi soldier retreated quickly and tuned his long arquebus rifle, while the other attacked Arthit with a straight shot to the stomach.

Arthit easily crossed both arms and held back the kick. In return, Arthit swept the assailant's legs hard, making the enemy fall flat on his back.

Arthit was about to finish his attack with closure, stomping on the body of the Pranggi bule warrior to destroy his body as well.

Jaka Pasirluhur jumped and hit Arthit with his shoulder so that the Siamese warrior jolted backwards and rolled.

This opportunity even makes room for Pranggi soldiers who are ready to shoot directly.

DAR!

DAR!

DAR!

Smoke billows from the snout of the arquebus. The shooters there were even some who were ready by propping their rifle muzzles with some kind of long iron to the ground. Arquebus which is usually used for long-range shots it certainly has a large explosive style that requires support so that the direction of the shot can be established and not faltered.

Mimis tin whirring. This time grabbed Jaka Pasirluhur's shoulder, but just grazed his skin. However, the shots were in fact aimed at Arthit who had been pushed back.

Jaka Pasirluhur used this opportunity to roll backwards. Together with Sasangka he was ready to accept the worst possibility because the Pranggi troops managed to use this opportunity to show their best abilities, where they are famous for being good at this.

The hot lead was not held back by anything else. The contents of the rifle hit Arthit's body mercilessly.

DAR!

DAR!

DAR!

The other soldiers who had collapsed earlier, now woke up again and quickly and deftly fired why they were. Also for one purpose.

Arthit's body jerked back many times, like a thing that was beaten with a hot thymic.

Funnily enough, the indiscriminate shooting attack was not directed at Sasangka or Jaka Pasirluhur at all, even though both are now also open to attack. The distance created was enough for the deft Pranggi soldiers to use the long-barreled shotgun to shoot them.

White smoke billowed thickly into the air, covering the view.

The eruption stopped after one of the soldiers who was probably the leader of this force ordered them to stop the gunfire by shouting and raising one of his hands up.

As the smoke and smell of the fire powder slowly dissipated, Arthit's curled figure lay behind the tall grass.

"Did he die?" muttered Sasangka?

"Is there another possibility?" reply Jaka Pasirluhur?

Sasangka did not reply to Jaka Pasirluhur's question which was satirical. This was because both of them had looked at the Pranggi troops who knew that they had pointed their arquebus muzzles towards the two masked and face-covering warriors.

"If you want to know what happened to the person who was shot, maybe it's time you prove it yourself" said Jaka Pasirluhur again joking insinuations.