Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 75. The Power of the Princess

The 300 members of the palace ring army under Tumenggung Wiryateja were really tough and mentally strong. Although many of their comrades had been killed, but there did not seem the slightest doubt. They continued to fight until the last blood point.

So, when Jaga Saksena came to fight against Senopati Pradana Nararya and once in a while the young man helped launch a long-range totokan attack, their fighting spirit was burning.

"Destroy Enemies! Hiaaaa ...!"

"Destroy the rebels ...!"

Their screams and shouts blared out at the clanging sound of sharp weapons.

The war continues with great intensity.

Keep Saksena still using the same strategy, firing long-range shots to help the soldiers around the palace also drove the enemy soldiers who want to storm into the palace.

Although Jaga Saksena has done well, not everything can be prevented. When Asta Brajadaka shouted,

"Whoever kills the king's family will receive a great reward!"

So the soldiers who have not been able to enter the palace walls of the king because they have to queue to fight immediately jump over the wall to storm the palace.

Brakk!

The side palace door. The soldiers of Asta Brajadaka immediately rushed inside with unsheathed weapons.

Each room was carefully combed by them. The courtiers who fought against them slashed so many lay on the floor, giving up. Pula, they are only courtiers who do not control the kanuragan.

"Hurry to the king's private room!" a warrior squad chief invites his group because he has not yet found the king's family, hoping that what they are looking for is hiding there.

However, even though all the rooms had been disheveled under beds and tables, none of the king's families were found.

"They must have escaped on a secret path!" yell at one of them.

"If so, find the entrance of his secret room!" command the warrior head with a glare.

No less than two hundred of the army of the senopatians had ransacked the entire palace of the king in search of a secret door, but all in vain until one of them cried out for emotion,

"Burn it!"

"Yes burn!"

"Burn!"

They immediately took the lanterns attached to the walls and pillars of the palace and slammed them. The torches also spilled their oil on the walls made of wood.

"Light it!"

Trakk!

Two fire stones were struck. The sparks of fire also. However,

Wuuout!

Slebb!

A pointy torch below flew at high speed into the heart of the flame-lifting warrior.

Blugh!

The soldier fell down with a falling firestone.

All pairs of eyes immediately searched for the source of the attack. And unexpectedly, at the end of the hallway, a girl dressed in excess material until the end of her clothes was touching the ground was standing expressionlessly. His long hair was draped, while his two hands were raised in front of the navel.

"Daughter of Anesha Sari!" stammer some soldiers. Of course they heard the awesomeness of the king's youngest daughter.

Unknowingly, some of the soldiers stepped back. But not with the head of the soldier who has already burned the spirit to slaughter. He shouted loudly,

"Gift awaits usaaa!!!"

A serious mistake made by King Basukamba because it was too stingy on his soldiers so they were easily lured by wealth. Promised only for welfare and much reward for the work done, the army of the senators Asta Brajadaka and Pradana Nararya joyfully defected. And now even threatened the safety of the king's family.

"Seraaang ...!"

"Kill ...!"

A hoarse sound accompanied the running pace of the soldiers who wanted to immediately swing their weapons towards Anesha Sari.

"Rebellion! Your punishment is death!"

Anesha Sari moves her two arms forward to the left and to the right before pushing forward.

Brouall!

The wall on the back of Anesha Sari ambrol and turned into fragments before darting forward like an arrow released with deep exertion.

The wussst!

"Aragh!"

Some soldiers became victims, stuck in pieces of wood until translucent. But many could fend off by turning their weapons as shields.

Not stopping there, Princess Anesha Sari again moved two hands to rob.

The regh!

A wawgg!

Two fairly large poles that supported the edges of the wall were uprooted before drifting randomly at the speed of an arrow released from the bow.

"Awass!"

In disarray, the soldiers there who plunge into the air there are also down. They forget, there is still one more pole that follows hit.

A duoshh!

Some of the soldiers' bodies were bounced with fractured bones, broken heads, broken legs.

"Panaaaahh team ...!"

One of the chief survivors shouted out to the archer squad that was outside.

More than twenty archer soldiers entered deftly with arrows attached.

"Shock!"

The wuussss!

Faults. The warrior chief seemed to have forgotten that the princess was able to control the items around her.

More than twenty arrows shot quickly causing a whirring sound to aim at the feathers of Rome because it could be sure to stick all over the body of the princess. However,

Bashh ...!

As Anesha Sari stretched out her hand with an open palm, dozens of arrows stopped in midair. Hang like someone is holding it.

When Anesha Sari's hand pushed forward,

Westt's!

The arrows flipped at the same speed!

"Damn!"

The warrior's head had to flicker behind a pole to save himself. But the archer soldiers did it late, because they were lulled by their shock when they saw the arrows could be stopped in the air.

Clever! Clever! Clever!

Bodies were scattered, none of the archers survived.

"Goddessa ...!"

Not satisfied, Princess Andara Anesha Sari tetiba shrieked her voice. It seems like he will exert greater strength.

And it's true. All the objects inside the king's palace were suddenly lifted up before slipping in all directions with incredible speed.

Screams of pain, howls of death, screams of fear were heard.

Of course, the commotion inside the palace sounded all the way outside. Senopati Pradana Nararya who is fighting with Jaga Saksena is getting angry.

The full speed he had used, the full strength he had also exerted. But so far Pradana Nararya has not been able to urge the young man. Now Pradana Nararya even heard the cries of his troops who met death in the palace.

Gushing loudly until it shook the air, Pradana Nararya took some distance. In the position of the high horses, the mouth of senopati was komat-kamit reading mantra. His left hand tightly grasped the sword, while his right hand performed a strange movement, a hand spell.

Realizing the opponent will issue his assessment, Keep Saksena was prepared to silence the feeling.

The afternoon breeze towards the afternoon was blowing hard, branches of broken trees accompanied by drooping dry leaves flying.

Dust warfare is becoming more mobat mabit. Some enemy soldiers even retreated away. They know what's going to happen.

By itself, formed Pradana Nararya fight against Jaga Saksena.

When the situation gets worse, that,

"Myj ... Aji Gumboloo Wojooo!"

Suddenly Senopati Pradana Nararya slammed her hand forward where Jaga Saksena was prepared for all possibilities.

A huge tall black shadow darted along with Pradana Nararya's movements and shouts.

Yes, Gumbolo Wojo is a study whose strength comes from apprenticeship or commonly called sing Mbahurekso a haunted place. To get it, Pradana Nararya is secluded there for hundreds of days. His asceticism only ceased when sing Mbahurekso discovered and declared himself to be a unity in studies. Ajian Gumbolo Wojo's!