Loss of 2 Blood Bride Swordsman
DPP 40: Defeating the Attacker

*Blood Bride Swordsman (DPP)*

“Hiaat!” shouted Young Commander Arit Batik wrathfully as he pulled out his sword, then ran a bit stagger towards Nyi Unyu who had just kicked his head. How not to get angry if the head that is imaged is kicked silently from behind?

Had staggered due to the dizzy effect of the kick earlier, Arit Batik could still attack Nyi Unyu. It just doesn't look cool at first.

A fight between Nyi Unyu and Arit Batik ensued.

Meanwhile, the soldiers who had bounced together and fell together due to being hit by the level one God Landing energy wave, immediately resurrected while grimacing. Understandably, the name of the fall is sick, except in love.

No no no...!

Bak bik buk...!

Ki Robek was gang-raped by dozens of soldiers. For a while he relied on his cane to fend off and thump. The warrior class of the duchy against a master was definitely no match.

Meanwhile, the three tiles of Nyai Demang were also fighting heroically, even though they were desperate. However, the cooperation that is shoulder to shoulder makes them able to survive. That is the power of unity.

“One we strong, divorced we die.” That's catchphrase.

On the spacious terrace, Bendong and Ageng duet unfriendly face the soldiers. Without hesitation they killed the soldiers one by one with knife-piercing. The sharp swords of the soldiers did not pose a significant threat to the two warriors.

Fighting with one hand, does not make Bendong difficult. He's used to it. Occasionally he threw his knife that stuck in the forehead or neck of the soldier, which he then took back. Understand limited knife stock.

Meanwhile Nyai Demang, Campani, Mak June and the maids were still safe inside the house in tense tense conditions. Doors and windows are safe.

Seeing their comrades crashing one after another, the other soldiers became guts. Just now that they were about to choose to retreat, Young Commander Arit Batik had already shouted.

“Munduuur!” shouted Arit Batik taut.

Legitimate to the soldiers. As the saying goes, “di when he was thirsty, the flood came”. When the soldiers were chirping, the commander told them to retreat.

Arit Batik could not fight Nyi Unyu. That woman was too tough for him. His fitness and sword could not fight against Nyi Unyu's two small blades that were so fast in movement. The fast one was actually the movement of his hand, not his knife. Hopefully not misunderstood.

Evidently, both hands are burly Arit Batik has been bleeding because it was hit by a number of knife incisions Nyi Unyu. While the tailor woman still looks beautiful and calm, despite sweating up and down. Understand a lot of movement, not other factors.

The duchy immediately stopped its deployment and moved backwards in vain with weapons.

Nyi Unyu did not want to let Arit Batik go home. He also made something invisible.

The set!

“Aaak!” scream Arit Batik with the body thrown backwards and strangled. Fortunately he was struggling.

He held onto his left arm which was hit by some Nyi Unyu needles. However, after that he could not move his left hand. If forced, it will hurt very much.

Staggered, Arit Batik ran to his horse, which became his only hope of survival.

Some of his troops had already run away first without caring about his leader.

“Hoi! Raise me, raise me!” shouted Arit Batik to his men who ran through it. The condition of the left hand that does not work makes it difficult to ride on a horse, especially both hands that suffered many incision wounds and bleeding.

Grateful Arit Batik without being touched, it turns out there are still his men who care to help him ride to the horse by helping lift the buttocks.

“Be careful, Commander,” message the soldier who helped Arit Batik get on the horseback.

However, Arit Batik was surprised to hear the voice of the soldier who helped him. What's the old man's voice? He quickly looked up and saw Ki Tobek standing next to his horse's butt.

“Huak!” peek Arit Batik when he saw the old face that was broken by Ki Tearbek. It was the old man who helped her ride on the horse.

The tab!

Ehehehek!

“Hoyeee!” cheers of the villagers of Buangsetan who gathered to watch the incident from the safe zone. They jump, but not high. There were pregnant people among them.

The wounded soldiers helped each other to get away from the residence of Nyai Demang.

“Hahaha! We won, Ageng,” said Bendongan laughing low as one hand embraces the woman's swordsman's shoulder and eyes look far ahead.

Ageng surprised. He glanced at Bendong's hand on his right shoulder, then changed to glance at the young man's face on his left side.

“Eh, sorry, Ageng!” pekik Bendong was shocked when he realized what he had done.

The young man hurriedly retracted his hand and shifted away one step. He's been acting wrong himself. He became ashamed of Ageng who was much more embarrassed. Women's shyness is sometimes greater than men's.

“Sorry, I got carried away with excitement,” ralat Bendong again.

Ageng only smiled sweetly and flushed his face. Red was not because of the chicken's shyness, but because of the heat after the fight. But certainly, his heart flourished until fruitful at that time.

The three Nyai Demang temples, whose names are still kept secret, are also happy to win, even though they suffer from bloody wounds. It's a new wound, not a bleeding wound anymore.

There were more than twenty corpses of soldiers lying everywhere, half of the troops coming.

After being confirmed safe, Nyai Demang and the women finally decided to come out with faces that frowned in horror at the sight that was like a battlefield.

“How is it, Bendong?” nyai Demang asked with a trembling voice.

“We are now enemies of the government, Nyai,” Bendong replied.

“Iya I know, but how are these bodies?” nyai Demang.

“If the body does not want to be buried, it is better to burn it, Nyai,” replied Bendong lightly.

“Very early if burned,” said Nyai Demang.

“Iya. If the body is overheated, how?” chirped Mak June with a serious fashion face.

Ki Tobek, Nyi Unyu and the three Nyai Demang temples came closer to the terrace.

“You are injured,” said Nyai Demang to his three roof tiles that rarely get more attention than Nyai Demang, let alone more salary.

“It's okay, Nyai. Provided Nyai survived, we are relieved,” replied the youngest and somewhat handsome tile, especially if sweating like that.

“Bayeman, quickly go call a healer!” yelled Nyai Demang in a nearly normal voice again.

Nyi Unyu immediately made a hand gesture, saying something to Nyai Demang.

“No need, Nyai. Let me take care of their wounds.” About that is the translation of the sign language Nyi Unyu.

“I mean Nyi Unyu, let her handle their wounds,” said Bendong who understood Nyi Unyu's intent.

“No need, Bayeman!” yelled Nyai Demang again to his maid named Bayeman.

“Let me help, Nyi,” said Campani immediately volunteered.

Nyi Unyu then invited the three roof tiles to sit on the spacious terrace of the corpse. Nyi Unyu asked for a number of things by giving her a recipe inscription. Campani immediately went to get him.

Ageng also helped Nyi Unyu. He was more familiar with the three tiles, so had to be ahead to help.

“Request citizen help to clean up the bodies. Bury them in one hole only. For a while we have to hide, Nyai. If we wait for the arrival of Loss, we don't know when he'll be home. And if we continue to wait here, we also do not know who else the Duke will send to kill us. Moreover, we have become enemies of the government in the eyes of the Duke. Or Nyai Demang wanted to go directly to the Palace to complain about the Duke's crimes? The sooner the better. Do not let the Duke first report to the Palace that we are a rebel group,”, said Ki Tobek.

“No, Ki. I'm still waiting for loss. I just want to go if escorted by Loss,” said Nyai Demang. (BH)