Alma3 Demon Queen
Akarmani 34: Attacking Special Forces

*Fire in Jintamani Kingdom (Akarmani)*

Fifty cavalry troopers ran quickly chasing the fast movement of the black shadow as well. The black shadow was none other than Alma Fatara who was holding a daughter, not a monkey child.

While the runner troops who initially ran behind the horsemen, chose to stop running because it was impossible for them to follow the troop of horse riding that ran fast, moreover, the cavalry turned in pursuit of an apparition that was either human or demonic, because the figure emerged from the darkness.

The number of torches carried by the cavalry, still unable to see clearly the figure that was still far from the reach of their horses, moreover the figure was galloping like a real demon.

Meanwhile above the castle fortress, Commander Eel Ireng ordered his army of daggers on standby when he saw the cavalry in front of him maneuvering. The Eel Commander Ireng and his troops could not quite see the existence of a single black figure within the dimness of the torchlight.

“Heah heah!” Commander Elbow Karam and his special forces gallop his horses after Alma Fatara who now chose to stay away from the horsemen, aka escape.

But apparently, Alma Fatara who carried Ning Ana on her back, chose to run away because she wanted to lure the horsemen through close to the dark area where there were some Jintamani Free Squad hiding.

“What is it?” squealing Commander Elbow Karam was surprised, as the light of their torches lit up faintly something that made goosebumps in the darkness.

The appearance that the troops saw was a line of figures that were very clearly pulling the bow strings.

“Arrow!”

“Arrow!”

“Arrow!”

Suddenly there were three times the exclamations of three different kinds of voices from afar.

Set set set ...!

After the three commandos from the darkness area, the sighting of the row of arrow troops hiding in the darkness released his arrows.

Then, a rain of arrows shot out in the dark sky. The rain of arrows was barely visible due to the dark.

“Reviews attack panaaah!” shouted Commander Elbow Karam warned his horsemen.

Ceb ceb ...!

“Akk! Akhs! Akk ..!”

Like a pack of wolves in the darkness attacking a torch-bearer's little child, that's the parable. The cavalry soldiers could only be shocked without being able to do so much as they could not clearly see the rain of arrows happening.

For the umpteenth time the Jintamani Liberators used such tactics. It turned out that after several times, the tactic still managed to take a heavy toll from the enemy stronghold.

The soldiers could only be shocked at the shock, when the know-how arrows were embedded in their bodies, even in the bodies of their horses. Many fallen soldiers were hit by arrows, many horses fell down by the piercing of arrows.

“Away from the attack! Munduuur!” shouted the Karam Elbow Commander who escaped the arrow attack. He also spearheaded spur his horse back towards the fortress, as well as chasing Alma Fatara who continued to run towards the high fortress.

“Seraaang!” one woman's voice boomed from the darkness.

“Seraaang!” one man shouted from almost the same position.

The troop runners from the Special Forces who stopped in confusion, were surprised to hear the commandos who sounded not too far from their positions.

“Seraaang!” shouting hundreds of people in unison while sounding the sound of running many feet in the darkness of the right side of the Special Forces.

All the Special Forces soldiers who had pulled out the sword in the right hand and were holding torches in the left hand, stood tensely facing towards the right, where the source of the voices of hundreds of people appeared.

Not until five breaths of tension, hundreds of soldiers appeared galloping from within the darkness. They can be seen after approaching the light source.

“Reuters!” shouted a Special Forces pajrit giving command of his comrades to deal with the attack.

Special Forces have high confidence because their military quality is superior to ordinary soldiers.

“Seraaang!” shouted one hundred and fifty soldiers who were all sword-wielding, but some were holding torches and some were holding shields.

Zerzh!

“Aac! Panaaas!” shouted a Special Forces soldier, when suddenly from hundreds of enemy troops who came darting as long as a green beam, then hit and burned his body.

The green ray strip was glued by the Fire Lightning Dagger belonging to the Garam Sakti.

One opening attack from the troops led by Duke Lalang Lengir and Adipaksa was, quite surprising Special Forces. Not only did the green light attack then attack the second time and get a second victim, another type of attack came from the stronghold of the Jintamani Free Force.

“What is it?!” the squealing of the Special Forces soldiers who ran forward when they saw dozens of enemy troops' palms lit up red like neon lights.

Sess sess sess ...!

Suddenly from the stomping of the hands of the Red Knife School students flashed dozens of red beams in the form of knives.

Juice juice juice ...!

“Akh! Akhs! Akh ..!”

Special Forces soldiers screamed with their bodies thrown backwards as their bodies were smashed by red blades.

Let alone the soldier whose body was directly exposed to the science of the Destruction Knife, the soldiers who took refuge with his shield were still stupid and his body was broken as well, giving damage to skin, flesh and bones. Many special soldiers immediately fretted.

The pre-meeting physical attack was enough to help the Jintamani Free Force in reducing opponents.

Brak! Tang ting tong! Bak bik buk!

“Akk! Akhs! Akk ...!

Eventually the two different armies of that number met each other physically. Duke Lalang Lengir who was accompanied by two handsome and dashing guards, immediately fought in the war. He was with his duchy army of warrior elements who were also armed with spears, swords, and shields.

Meanwhile, Adipaksa led an army of Red Blade School students who had a higher quality than an army of ordinary soldiers.

Garam Sakti was plunged directly with armed keris navelya.

Mutual hits and shields occur, stabbing each other with swords, kicking and hitting each other. The college troops fought with a poisonous knife weapon that could be flown and could be used directly.

The meeting of the two forces directly took casualties from both sides. The soldiers fell down after each other, either directly dead or just injured.

The number of Special Forces was far outnumbered by the forces of Duke Lalang Lengir and the forces led by Adipaksa.

Seeing his escape force under attack, Commander Elbow Karam was surprised. He also canceled his intention to retreat and chose to go to help his troops because they were clearly outnumbered.

“Help our teamaa!” shouted Commander Elbow Karam as he turned his horse back towards the scrawling battle spot between Special Forces and Jintamani Free Squad.

There were as many as about thirty horsemen who had survived the ambush of the arrow troops that had previously occurred. They followed where their commander's horse went.

“Spear squad, attack cavalry!” shouted one man's voice loudly and blurted. From the type of voice, it was not the voice of a singer, but it belonged to Commander Pulung Seket.

“Majuu!” shouted Pajrit Gandul Kulon, the friend of Pajrit Steamed Asmara.

He led a hundred spearmen along with one head of another warrior.

Drap drape drap ...!

Pajrit Gandul Kulon and his troops appeared out from within the dark area with galloping spears each. They appeared from the side of the cavalry which they were about to cut off.

When the position of the spear troops stayed a few spears from the horse troops that would pass, Pajrit Gandul Kulon and his colleagues immediately command.

“Throw tombaaak!” (BH)