Alma3 Demon Queen
Akarmani 7: Provokes the Chief Commander

*Fire in Jintamani Kingdom (Akarmani)*

Alma Fatara, who was alone, allowed herself to be surrounded by thousands of spear and sword warriors.

The spear force formed a thick circle formation that locked the position of Alma Fatara with leaving empty space around Alma some spears.

“Hahh!” the soldiers shouted at him while simultaneously giving off all the smell of his mouth while covering their ranks with shields and spears stretched out threateningly, ready to attack Alma Fatara if there is an order.

The spear force was led by the Commander of the Ox-Hand.

The circular row has more than seven layers of tightness. Even a brute might not be able to escape the siege. Some of the spears behind the spear force were rows of sword forces that formed a larger but thinner circle. The troops also set up a ready formation with a close-knit shield.

The sword force was led by Commander Pulung Seket.

On the north side of the siege of two thousand spear and sword warriors, there were hundreds of arrow troops in positions ready to shoot if ordered. The three leading ranks sat down on one leg on their knees. The four rear ranks stood with the most tall soldiers standing in the last row, so that they were not hindered by the heads of their comrades in front.

The arrow troops were commanded by the Commander-in-Chief Surap Bentala, because Commander Jambango was dead by Alma Fatara's spear.

While it was far to the south, precisely on the outskirts of the Three Air Sect, the beautiful teenage girl named Ning Ana looked anxious because she could not see the existence of Alma covered by the siege in the middle of the valley.

Unlike the Magar Kepang and Garam Sakti, they look calm, showing no worry. Looks like they've convinced Alma Fatara a thousand percent.

Ning Ana hurriedly ran to the back.

“My little darling, where are you going?” tanya Garam Sakti who is indeed the lover of Ning Ana. Don't ask why Ning Ana who was a teenager became a lover of Garam Sakti who was big muscular and almost three heads old anyway.

“I want to go up a tree to see Kak Alma!” sahut Ning Ana was heading to a big tree on the outskirts of the forest.

“Let me take you up!” tawar Garam Sakti's.

“But don't ride me, Kakang. I haven't loaded!” shouted Ning Ana whose mind was older than her physique.

“Yes, I don't dare either!” sahut Garam Sakti while running after Ning Ana.

“Hahaha!” the laughter of Magar Kepang who heard the saru's dialogue.

Meanwhile far away at the northern end of the valley, Pajrit Gandul Kulon and Pajrit Steamed Asmara who became the leaders of the defected troops, engaged in serious discussions while watching the war from afar.

“Gandul Kulon, then what is our fate? I'm a gamang?” ask Pajrit Steamed Asmara with a swinging tone like a pingitan man.

“Women are not human. He single-handedly destroyed dozens of horse troops. All locust arrows were destroyed. Just one strike he could kill more than ten people. If we do not retreat, surely we will also die later,” said Pajrit Gandul Kulon.

“But look, now the woman is surrounded. For sure he will not get away with facing thousands of soldiers alone,” said Pajrit Steamed Asmara with a face that frowned continuously, as if he wanted to cry with the condition at that time.

“Already, we'll see. If indeed the woman wins, it means we submit to surrender and turn to filial to Gusti Ratu Colour Mekararum,” said Pajrit Gandul Kulon.

“If the woman dies?” tanya Pajrit Steamed Asmara.

“We ran away and stopped being soldiers. Otherwise, we will be killed by the Chief Commander.”

“Not the Gusti Ratu Colour Mekararum is dead?”

“Buktinya Gusti Ratu has an army.”

Back to the middle of the battlefield.

“Does the work of a commander only sacrifice his soldiers and take refuge behind the backs of his troops? Hahaha!” exclaims Alma Fatara who began to launch his provocation and then laughs broadly without embarrassment to show her toothless tooth.

However, the tension of the soldiers who were at that precarious level, seemed to make them unable to laugh.

Redden the ears and faces of the three commanders of the Jintamani Kingdom forces who are still leading the army, especially the Commander in Chief Surap Bentala as the fifth highest commander.

“Badness satan!” hiss Surap Bentala to himself. “He wants to humiliate me in front of my own troops.”

“Okay valiant troops, sympathize your courage first. Let your commander come forward to fight with me to show that he does not just take refuge under his rank!” alma Fatara again. “If you ask for death, I will give you. Patience for a moment!”

“Do not be fooled. As powerful as a swordsman, he will not escape the storm of our weapons!” whispered a soldier to a friend beside him.

“The woman is trying to mess with our minds, don't be fooled!” shouted a squad leader to the troops he led.

“Hahaha!” alma Fatara's laughter after no response from the commander of the enemy forces. He then shouted out loud, “It turns out that your commander is more cowardly than you who are advancing ahead to die!”

“Dragon speak of you, Woman of Satan!” shouted Commander-in-Chief Surap Bentala blaring while appearing to run on several soldiers' heads to enter the siege room, precisely landing dashing in front of Alma Fatara.

“Bigger! You're still too young apparently!” maki Surap Bentala was surprised after seeing the figure and parachute of Alma Fatara.

“Hahahak!” the laughter of Alma Fatara heard Surap Bentala.

Laughter Alma Fatara made Surap Bentala surprised to see the cuteness of the beautiful girl's teeth. He actually wanted to laugh, but was afraid of being accused of insulting and belittling the opponent.

“I even have one female bodyguard who is much younger than me. Do I need to treat you as your opponent, Uncle?” ask Alma.

“Facing you I feel ashamed. Completely drop my honor as the leader of this great army!” surap Bentala said loudly in order to keep his wife in front of his troops.

“If you don't fight me right now, then you'll be more embarrassed, Uncle. You can't back down anymore, your honor and rank are at stake here!” alma Fatara.

“Open!” surap Bentala shouted loudly to his troops.

“Ready!” answer all the soldiers in unison, so that the sound of thousands of people was heard shaking the soul as well as the valley and the surrounding nature.

If there were a soldier who was dead but pretended to be alive, he would surely die again from hearing the voice of the troops.

“It wasn't me who wasn't a knight against a woman this young, but this Demonic Boy who was too insolent asked to die!” koar Surap Bentala hard, to keep his dignity in front of the troops.

“Hahahak!” the Laughter of Alma Fatara.

“Kill! Kill it! Kill ...!” shouted the soldiers who hated Alma for slaughtering their comrades, not caring that Alma was like a beautiful kitten that was so cute and adorable.

“Hey, quiet!” snapped Alma hard which was powerful in high.

The loud impact was shocking as it pierced their eardrums. To the extent that they stopped shouting “kill” with a flinched face resisting pain.

“Look, Uncle,” Alma Fatara told the sword-wielding commander. “If Uncle dies, it means Uncle's troops bow all to me. If I die, the war is over. How, Uncle?”

“No!” reject Surap Bentala. “If you die, the war is over. If I die, my army will crush you!”

“Good!” answer Alma steady.

“Teams!” yell Surap Bentala.

“Ready!” answer the troops in unison, echoing as far as the forest.

“If I die, feel free to kill this Demon Boy!”

“Ready!” answer the thousands of troops.

“Teams!” alma Fatara shouted out loudly as well.

“Ready!” answer the troops as well.

“Hahahak!” laughing out loud Alma Fatara heard the troops answer his call, making the troops upset themselves and feel selfish.

Alma shouted back.

“If you do not want to die together, do not attack me if your commander dies!”

This time no one has heard Alma Fatara. However, the call left the troops in doubt.

“Let's start, Uncle. Don't hold it!” the Exclamation of Alma Fatara. (BH)