The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Thousand Mask Warrior
Dame



Residents of the ulin wood-fortified village under the leadership of the Temenggung Bear chieftain ran into the fort at dusk. They left the boat and whatever items they were carrying, especially women and children. The sun will disappear in a matter of a few breaths.


The adult male citizen has grasped a machete, Do or spear. The young men and trained soldiers asked them to enter the fortress and guard the inside, because to face the danger that came, they were the tip of the spear.


Punyan stood on a wooden staircase at one of the entrances of the fort. He was wearing a battle suit: a broad vest-like upper garment covering his shoulders and chest made of bark and tiger skin, a wooden war mask with three goat horns sticking out at the forehead, a six-square wooden shield with a hair patch belonging to the slain opponents, a loincloth with the front and back dangling the cloth, the, as well as a tight binding calf bracelet that is useful to facilitate movement and agility of the body when fighting.


He grasped a long spear in his right hand, while his left hand stuck to the headwaters of Do hanging from his back waist; still in the scabbard.


He looked in one direction, behind a grove of towering trees. "They decided to attack by land and left their boat at another corner of the river. This time they tried their luck in the ground attack," Punyan murmured to himself.


The soldiers of this village tribe had also been prepared with their clothes and fighting equipment. The report from the lookout tower clearly saw the crowd moving rapidly from one direction. Not wrong this young man was assigned to guard the tower, his eyes like an eagle during the day and an owl at night.


His report to Punyan was taken seriously. A quick announcement to the residents was immediately spread, soldiers were directly deployed to guard the fort.


A SHOCKT!


Low whirring sounds were almost inaudible, followed by one village soldier collapsed to the ground. There was some kind of sharp, small object stuck in the soldier's neck. His face was turning blue, his breath was instantly gone.


He died!


SHUTT!


SHUTTT!


THE SYUUTTT!


The sound of whistling immediately followed. The small objects shot out from behind the dark shadows behind the trees. One more soldier fell with two sharp objects stuck in his face.


Others took cover behind their hexagon shields by ducking and covering their bodies.


SHUTTT ...!


SYUUTTT ....!


The reply came from the soldier behind the wooden fortress. A small vomit of objects came through the trees.


The weapon they used to hurl those deadly little things was a blowgun.


Unlike the tulups used on the island of Java or other areas, the Power people's chopsticks are much longer and also useful as spears.


The chopsticks of the Daya people in the western part of Tanjung Pura island consists of three parts.


The first part is a chopstick rod made of long circular wood with a hole in it. The wood used comes from selected types such as Bunyau, Penyau’, Kebaca and Tapang wood. The size of the chopstick is usually adjusted to the owner of the blowpipe itself or an average of one fathom.


The other part is the Eye Spear known as bu’bulis made of steel. While the last part is iron for the target scout named ribbon header. The ribbon headings are made of iron and are fastened on the opposite side to the spear eyes and at the ends protrude parallel to the chopsticks. Use as a benchmark of the center point of the target or the intents to be addressed.



While small objects that fly to kill the soldiers are chopsticks. The Daya soldiers smeared the eyes of the chopsticks with the sap of the ipuh tree or iren tree which made it very poisonous. In the language and dialect of the inland tribe in the western part of Tanjung Pura island called it as damek.



Punyan noticed that the attack from the opponent was slightly stopped due to the counterattack from behind his wooden fortress. "Some of the choppers are down!" his orders. "Some of them I attacked. Keep firing chopsticks at the attackers to protect our counterattack!"


Their damek is made of bamboo, one of which is conical, made of light wood, such as pelawi wood. This is useful so that the chopsticks can be shot straight or as a counterweight when separated from the chopsticks.


While the other end is made pointed and this is what is given a very deadly poison. Punyan understands that damek poison is made from the sap of forest plants that can not be sought antidote. However, with the resulting effects so quickly as seen in the two soldiers, the attackers must have used a mixture of plant hair and could have been animals, such as snakes or scorpions.


The strength of the attacking soldier can also not be underestimated, seen from the distance of the chopsticks shot which is very dependent on body shape, strength and gusts of chopsticks.


The chopsticks must stand upright and the chopsticks must be fired in parallel, so of course this requires skill and muscle strength and excellent breath.


But Punyan has a chopping soldier who is also no less formidable. He did not want to linger playing the gunfight, so he ordered his powerful choppers to retaliate and continued with direct attacks by him and several other soldiers with spears and Do.


From the pause of the chopsticks shot, it was clear there was a target that was also hit by the damek of the supporters.


He stormed in with Do unsheathed along with six other soldiers. Do dozens of armed soldiers, spears and shields stood guard in front of the fortress while waiting for orders to come forward, or noticed if there were attackers from the other side.


***


Jayaseta took a breath. One hand stretched out in front of Dara Cempaka, asking him to retreat. "Not that I don't want to avoid according to your words and Datuk's request, Dara. You see what happens, we can't run anymore" Jayaseta said.


Karsa smiled broadly at Jayaseta but suddenly his facial water changed when his gaze pounded the scratches on the part of Jayaseta that was still draining fresh blood. "For the sake of the demons of the forest dwellers, and the tree-waiting dedemit. What did the old man do to you, the Thousand Mask Swordsman? And ... You look clear like this. Where's your mask, swordsman?"


Jayaseta did not respond to Karsa. But come to think of it, he was indeed the Thousand Mask Swordsman. That was his identity.


He forgot the mask at Datuk Mas Kuning's house.


"Well, please give me your kiss. I also asked to borrow two skewers of your golden konde," Jayaseta whispered to Dara Cempaka.


What was asked was clearly confusion. However, there was tremendous trust in his doubts with Jayaseta.


He removed the scan from his waist. He rolled up the cloth and slipped two skewers of his golden conde inside the fold of his love.


Jayaseta took the skewer and hid it behind the cloth of her dumpling trousers, and used Dara Cempaka's scan to cover the bottom of her face.


Now he wears a mask.


Karsa was pounding his thighs while slouching down.


"This is what I waited for a long time. I even had to stab your friend's skipper, that swordsman. Just to play around waiting for the main meal, you. Honey, I don't really know if that guy's dead or not. Including the Yellow Mas that I wish I was alive, in order to see my glory in this twilight age."


Jayaseta. His blood bubbled over hearing that Mr. Nio was injured by this old man.


Jayaseta took a deep breath back and exhaled slowly. He let the universe into his body. Patience is the center of everything. By being patient, he will be able to think about and estimate everything carefully and clearly.


He looked at Karsa's face and the three Daya men standing with their horses ready to attack. One person who seemed to throw Do at him had already pulled it from the tree goods, the other had already drawn Do from the stone Mantikei open.


There is a common belief among the Power people of all tribes. When a Do has come out of his war, abstain from being sheathed again before bleeding.


Jayaseta felt two skewers of Dara Cempaka's golden konde behind her waist. His pair of legs felt the water welling up on the marshy ground.


He kicked his right leg, splashing water on one of the hinterland warriors, making the Daya people surprised. Jayaseta also then splashed water with his left foot onto another soldier and then slashed it with two taper gold konde sticks clasped in both hands.