True Martial Arts

The War Protecting Drinking Stores

The five pranors of the Spirit Crystal Realm led an army of that level prince behind him. They ran at a speed slightly below the speed of the wind. When they reached the lower road, where there was only one more bend before the road to the village, Kala jumped from the hill. While in the air, Kala wore her wide smile mask.

They were surprised by the appearance of the black shadow from above was certainly immediately realized by the five leaders. They unsheathed the sword and told the others, so that all the troops raised their shields and unsheathed the weapons charging upwards.

As he descended at an incredible speed, his first leg struck the shield without touching the long spears that were drawn upwards. The shield was instantly shattered, but the person inside had already unsheathed a dagger and a short dagger.

Keris Garuda Puspa came out of the nest, so from that moment the ground below became wetter. Kala managed to take several lives in his first slash, but the second slash only took one life and then immediately retreated.

When the five leaders were on the front line against Kala, Kala was pushed back. Geowedari troops in the back gave support with arrows or throwing spears while Kala was focusing on his five heavy opponents.

Inevitably Kala could only hold them for a while before retreating far enough and then holding back.

The violent clash Kala felt in his head, making him fall down. The Geowedari warrior had just smashed a shield against Kala's head, now he raised his sword high to hit Kala.

BUKS!

Before the sword smashed Kala's head, his foot had already destroyed his opponent's leg. Kala got back up and resisted another attack.

Unlike the previous days, the opponent this time was much more difficult. Usually Kala would always win the battle, which was why he was so excited when crashing at them earlier. But now, Geowedari's army had almost reached the village door.

“Hold, hold, is this all you have?!” Kala shouted loudly at himself before pushing the shield that was pressing down on him. Keris Garuda Puspa must be refilled again after all the water in the urn is up.

Srrta!

A spear managed to pierce through the defense of his clothes, making his arm sliced long enough. Surprisingly, this black shirt can only sew itself and back to close as before, but still Kala was injured.

“Only small wounds, don't overdo it!” As he slashed his long keris, his head rolled.

Kala swore loudly enough when he saw the village door was right behind him, he did not realize that it was far enough back.

But help had arrived, the five drinkers ran to the troops who were being held.

“Stay standing. We defend the good. We're not going to back down. The sword will rise, the shield will rise. Forward!” The five drinkers cheered at the same time.

“I didn't expect they would be this much.” The shopkeeper said while pushing his shield. “Backed! You guys hurt my arm!”

Geowed troops unify their shields on all sides, keeping all parts protected as the opponent gets heavier. Kala kicked their shields to break through the barricades, but it didn't work, they were too dense.

The five Nature Crystal Spirit princes who were leading jumped out of the barricade to face Kala and his group, while the barricade continued to walk into the village.

“Hold them!” The pensioner shouted and spat. “This is anti war territory! Don't come here!”

They didn't care when the pensioner scolded him. Keep going in until the barricades that originally defended start attacking. They ruffled houses, stalls on the side of the road and everything they went through. Or rather is looking for something that Kala himself does not know. Don't forget they burned everything, too.

Now they are covered in blood red or black patches of soil. Seen lodging already seen in the back, this group of five friendly increasingly angry but also desperate great.

“Preserve the store until it dies! Maintain!” The shopkeeper was kneeling when someone managed to tear his back. “Come, Friend. We can drink next time.”

He smiled at his four hysterical companions before a long shot went through his back. She die.

Even though they had fought like crazy people who cut grass, they were still desperate. Some soldiers went in to search for an unknown object. The door has slipped out of place. The wooden walls of the midget on several sides were on fire at once.

“Heh, Retired and You Young Man! Go, run the people. I know you guys want the safety of the citizens.” Finished saying, a long sword pierced through his stomach, he broke it and then slashed at the enemy with iron still in his stomach.

“No, I'll die here!” The pensioner refused.

“No time, don't waste our sacrifice.”

“QUICK GO!” Others come to grieve.

Kala shook her head. It's impossible to leave them here. But the pensioner had already pulled his hand out of the crowd. Several warriors chased after him as well as a single prince of the Spirit Crystal Realm.

“What are you doing?! Leaving your best friend?!” kala Ompat.

“I didn't leave them. I did not leave their souls, they were with me. Naturally, they did not want the villagers to die here with them. And I'm sure I'll die later.”

Kala could no longer speak, he was busy fending off the combined attacks of those soldiers and princes before finally finding a gap to kill the spirit Crystal Realm's princes.

“We have to go to the village chief's house. Soon!” exclaim the retirees, “before they arrive and slaughter!”

Kala himself did not know if he could get out of here alive. It felt like apologizing to Kaia and Alang in my heart, but there was no time. Kala and the pensioner ran as fast as the wind to the village chief's residence.

There were already some soldiers who climbed the wall and tried to force open the iron door of the house. Kala and the pensioner kill them, even if they ask for forgiveness.

As if it was endless, dozens of Geowedari warriors ran to the village chief's house.

“There is a passageway underground that leads directly to the forest at the back. Take all the villagers away, I'll catch up later,” he said, “there must be someone holding these dogs.”

“I don't know the direction, just you.”

“Too dangerous here. Let me die!”

“It's not time to argue, Old Man. I still have another style, if you are still here, then your death will be wasted in my hands.”

The pensioner looked at Kala sharply. “I count on you.”

Then it passed. Kala turned around and looked at the dozens of princes running towards him. He took a deep breath, this style will greatly drain his Prana all out.

“Hending Sound Steps ...”

The ground shook and some concrete cracked. Dozens of soldiers who had originally dashed were thrown backwards backwards, their ears spitting out blood as well with their noses and mouths. They wriggled on the ground, holding their ears, and they heard no sound. After a few seconds, nothing moved between them.

While from far away, there was the sound of the eagle screech which was unusually loud the effect of the Silent Sound Movement.

Kala's pounding her knees. There was almost no Prana left in his body. While Keris Garuda Puspa again ran out of Prana. Several other soldiers came from all over the village when they heard the sound of an eagle so loudly boasting from here.

“Come, road, road.” Kala tried to get up, but he fell on the ground. “It looks like just up here. Well, I don't deserve to be a Garuda Knight. Good bye Alang. Goodbye Kaia, sorry for making you experience the miserable months of your life. Oh, I'll miss your cold nature.”