Alma3 Demon Queen
Akarmani 3: The Horse War

*Fire in Jintamani Kingdom (Akarmani)*

The gallant Commander Gigir Sluduk sat on his war horse staring intently at the young girl two spears in front of him.

“Who are you, Little Girl?” ask Panglima Gigir.

“Don't call me Little Girl, Uncle! I am the messenger ...” Ning Ana's words were interrupted for a moment. He's thinking. Then he continued loudly, “I am the messenger of the Goddess of Two Teeth!”

“Dewi Dua Gigi? Hahaha!” the Laughter of Commander Gigir. “You mean beautiful woman whose teeth are two?”

“Who are you, Uncle?” asked Ning Ana loudly. He began to control himself and his feelings.

“I am Commander Gigir Sluduk!”

“Hihihi!” ning Ana laughed, forcing herself to laugh. “You mean, the commander whose teeth like to butcher?”

The furious bellowing of the Gigir Commander defined it as such.

“Bigger! Where are the forces of the Queen of Color Mekararum who want to fight?” panglima Gigir.

“As per what you see. That's Gusti Ratu Warna Mekararum's army. As a messenger, I convey that all of you surrender and submit to Gusti Queen Colour Mekararum. Otherwise, you all we will destroy!” ning Ana said with fluent words.

“Hahaha!” the Laughter of Commander Gigir. “Bokah does not know fate. Come back. I'll send a life-revocation squad as the answer!”

“You will regret and become a ghost hauntings have no honor!” yelled Ning Ana.

The beautiful young girl immediately turned around and ran away and looked back, worried that she was attacked.

“Hahaha ..!” the Gigir Commander's laughter frowned upon seeing the frightened Ning Ana after that.

He then turned his horse back and swatted it back towards the line.

“Ten warriors on horseback, go ahead and kill them all!” shouted Commander Gigir Sluduk gave the order.

The ten cavalry warriors immediately moved out of line and then sped up to chase after Ning Ana who was running like an ordinary girl.

Seeing the arrival of the ten cavalry warriors who had already unsheathed his sword, Ning Ana turned frantic, although the distance was still quite far away.

“Kakak Almaaa ..!” yelled Ning Ana out loud.

He kept running while looking back often. The ten horsemen were getting closer.

“Hahahak ..!” alma Fatara's laughter saw Ning Ana's panic.

“Hahaha ..!” tawa Magar Kepang and Garam Sakti.

“Back of Salt, don't you want to help your little lover?” alma asked Garam Sakti who had been legally a lover of Ning Ana who was a minor. However, the crazy times like today, the love of two couples that no one forbid.

“Good!” sahut Garam Sakti's.

Salt Sakti then ran fast and occasionally ran in the air to show its shortness. She ran away intending to meet Ning Ana's body.

After the Garam Sakti was far enough forward, then Alma Fatara ran after the big man in clothes.

“Kakaaang!” yelled Ning Ana.

When the Garam Sakti had already reached in front of him, Ning Ana quickly jumped up high which was immediately greeted hug by the Garam Sakti. The scene that was so romantic in such a dangerous precarious moment was so happy for Ning Ana.

Meanwhile, from behind the Garam Sakti flashed the figure of Alma Fatara passing over the top of the heads of the two.

Sezt sezt sezt …!

While running over the ends of the valley grass, Alma Fatara flashed thin, golden-yellow rays over and over again welcoming the arrival of ten horsemen.

Set set set …!

Scatter it! Sip it!

The rays from the science of the Wrath Crescent were slashing the muscular legs of the galloping horses. The horses fell down instantly throwing their riders into the grass of the valley ground.

As the horses became carcasses and the fallen soldiers tried to get up to their feet, the black-robed figure of Alma Fatara had arrived among them.

“Akh! Ak's! Akk ..!”

Alma Fatara only made body movements among the men with inactive hands, but the soldiers screamed with convulsing bodies enduring the pain. They were pierced by a weapon they could not see, a thin thread of red thread called the Blood Deva Thread. Just one puncture that punches the chest and heart.

Surprised Commander Surap Bentala and his troops saw ten horsemen downed in just one meeting.

“Fifty cavalry troops, forwarduu!” shouted the Commander-in-Chief riled.

“Majuu!” shouted one of the commanders to the cavalry.

Fifty horsemen rode their horses to attack Alma Fatara, who stood still in the valley with his robes and hair fluttering.

On his way, the horsemen formed a curved formation with the intention of besieging Alma from the three-fourths of the cardinal directions. So in that formation, there were two horses at the very end.

Swiits!

While waiting, Alma Fatara mounted the horses with her left hand raised straight back. The hand with the palm open sucked up a lot of wind, making the clothes of Alma Fatara's robe bloat, like a gas balloon, as if the clothes had no vent. That is what does not enter the deacon.

When the dozens of horsemen approached and were about to lock up, Alma suddenly ran to the side, aiming for the last horse. Funnily enough, the condition of Alma's clothes that remained bloated like a gas balloon, making her look adorable.

“Pong pong pong ..!” shouted Alma Fatara with a body that darted quickly from the movement of the horse.

Wuss!

When his body was next to the horse, Alma Fatara snapped his right hand.

So a great wind blew roaring down several horses at the end. The wind attack made the affected horses run sideways because of the wind impulse. As a result, the uncontrolled running of the horses made them crash into several other horse companions.

As a result, several horses fell with their riders.

Targets that were able to get out of the encirclement made the other soldiers immediately change the direction of the horse's pace.

It turned out that the horses were moving fast as well and in a short time had surrounded Alma Fatara who had become small in the middle of the horses running milling about. The soldiers alternately flashed trying to put his sword on the body of the beautiful woman.

“Honey once, this girl of your own should we chop.”

That's one of the soldiers' heart when they saw clearly the beauty of Alma Fatara who was classified as young.

However, their judgment becomes changed when they see the ferocity of Alma Fatara who behind her beauty there is a very dangerous death.

How not dangerous, if Alma Fatara who is a woman and alone can make a horse army of fifty tails with fifty soldiers so ragged kocar kacir.

No no no no!

Set set set!

“Aac! Akk! Akk ..!”

The mounted soldiers could only be shocked and ended in screams, as they read alma Fatara who fended off with both hands that turned out to be invulnerable. The soldiers had to squeak as both sides of Alma's palm turned into weapons as sharp as swords, which swiped and cut the body parts of the soldiers that could be reached.

In addition, the two ends of the God Blood Thread heirloom carried out a separate attack on the horses he expected, making the mount animals snuggle loudly and go wild. Some throw the rider, some bring elopement rider, and some invite fall together, which obviously no one invites coffee together.

Witnessing fifty of his horsemen being made ragged and crushed, Commander-in-Chief Surap Bentala could only glare and tremble gently. Either because he was surprised, or afraid, or because he was so angry.

“Although our challenger is only one person, but he is a great swordsman,” said the Commander-in-Chief. “This is a trap!”

“What should we do, Chief Commander?” ask Panglima Gigir Sluduk.

“Commander of Gigir, lead all cavalry back to the Capital!” command of the Commander-in-Chief.

“Good, Commander!” replied Panglima Gigir Sluduk.

Commander Gigir Sluduk then advanced his horse, then turned to face.

“Riding forces, come with me!” shouted Commander Gigir Sluduk to the horsemen.

So the entire cavalry, numbering about three hundred, immediately moved to follow the horse of Commander Gigir Sluduk. (BH)