The Adventure Of Eric (The Rescue of the Elf Princess)
3. Gilang Battle

That damn orc fell to the ground, with no life. His body fluttered for a while, before stopping for good.

He drew his sword full of blood. Around him people were busy fighting. His eyes were busy looking around for Cristal's shadow among the crowd.

"Please! Please ...!"

His hearing caught the small screams of a woman. He jumped several Orcs while slashing and injuring them. He finally reached outside the fighting arena.

"No! The fragrance!"

Find the origin of the sound. He discovered an Orc was harassing one of the palace maids behind a large tree. Gilang chased after him angrily and directly threw his knife at the Orc who was still twenty meters away, to thwart his depraved plans.

The sword only injured the hand of the Orc who tried to brush off the weapon that flew towards him until it slammed.

The orc beat the waiter unconscious, then turned around and faced Gilang in a huff.

The arrival of Gilang received a warm reception in the form of a big mace blow that swung the giant-bodied Orc.

Nimblely he jumped high to avoid the blow. Then trace the trunk of the tree, then continue to attach the body to the back of the Orc while placing the handle of the sword firmly on the opponent's head.

Gilang landed next to the female servant who fainted. He looked around, but couldn't find Cristal.

"You looking for that pretty girl?" taunting the Orc who can guess his gait.

"You take him where he is!" shouted Gilang angry.

"He's far from here. Brought as an offering to our noble leader!" he said proudly.

"Excession! You don't deserve to touch his skin!" wrath Gilang.

This time, his sharp sword had already been drawn forward. The giant in front of him had to be beaten up, then the servant girl and Cristal could be saved.

The Orc prepared with his tone to welcome the attack of the man from the Elves in front of him.

Fierce fighting is inevitable. Gilang's onslaught was repeatedly repelled by the Orc. It seemed like he was a trained Orc. Probably became the leader in the group that intercepted the small group of Gilang.

Half an hour passed. Many soldiers died. The commander of the army was desperate. He had to face two Orcs at once. Nearby, a soldier is seen almost uprooted. However, still standing up to each other to face the four orcs who continued to press.

Not long ago Gilang entered the arena. Make the fight more balanced, three against four.

"You! Look at that lady's maid. Take him home and report this incident!" gilang's orders on the commander who was seen were still strong enough to walk.

"What about you?" ask him while fighting.

"Let me clean them up!" reply Gilang firmly.

"Good!" replied the commander. He was looking for an opportunity to get out of that brutal fighting arena.

"Don't pass no man's land. Go through the land of the Elves!" message Gilang.

"Yes!"

The commander slashed his sword towards the face of the Orc at the side, while salto. The orc was too close, unable to dodge the sword slash that was rushing to tear its face.

His loud roar, stopping the other three Orcs. They look at each other. Then it moved more ferociously towards Gilang and the already defenseless soldier behind him.

The commander looked at the servant girl Gilang said. He lifted the girl's body onto the horse, then jumped up and pounded the horse to leave as soon as possible. His job now is to go home and report the incident to Prince Glenn's family.

In the fighting arena, it was practically only Gilang who was fighting. He even still had to protect the soldier from the slash of the uneyed Orc sword.

"You sure you still want to fight? Stay your own, out of the dozens of people who came," taunted one of the Orcs.

In front of the three Orcs, Gilang strengthened his footing. His hands that felt soaked in sweat mixed with blood, grasping the slippery sword hilt, firmly. He even squeezed it, to gain a bit of strength.

"If I have to die, then I will die with honor!" reply without fear.

"I'm not a coward who only dares to fight women!" ejek Gilang spicy.

"You should replace that mace and sword with a cooking pot and spoon!" he added heated.

"Shut your mouth!"shouted one of the Orcs with a huff.

"Then go home and wear a skirt and flower ornament on your head and serve your master sweetly!"

Gilang ended his condemnation by thrusting a sword at the emotionless Orc and charging forward without any vigilance.

The orc growled and complained like a sleeping person snoring. Gilang's sword pierced right into his heart.

With a satisfied face, Gilang added a deeper stab, before pulling it loose and jumping away avoiding the barbed mace attack that would grab his head.

The damn orc fell to the ground and made dust rise into the air.

The dark night which only illuminated the twinkling stars in the sky, made Gilang's view slightly disturbed. The only thing that became his benchmark was the shadow of the dark bodies of the Orcs.

With a strong instinct, he could feel a quick attack towards the waist. So he jumped away, then up the tree branch.

He could see the two Orcs below looking for him everywhere. Gilang wants to finish the fight to catch up to Cristal. So he immediately jumped up and swung the sword at the neck of one of the Orcs. Action succeeded. The orc shrieked loudly while covering the gaping wound on the neck that made the blood pour profusely.

The shout made the other Orc know the position of his opponent. When Gilang almost landed on the ground, his banged mace welcomed Gilang's indomitable stomach, causing him to slam away with a torn stomach.

Bruk!

"Ugh ..." he lamented as his back was stopped by a large tree. He fell down, unconscious and fainted. He felt his stomach that was already soaked with blood. His mouth also let out fresh blood, which made him cough with a salty taste and a characteristic fishy smell.

"Angel, I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of your daughter" he murmured softly.

"Lord, if it's up to me, then Cristal's care I'll leave it to you!" ogre.

His eyes were blurry, seeing Orcs coming closer. His hand was looking for a sword. But he didn't know where his sword was coming off.

"I'm sorry, Mama, Papa. I hope you're proud that I've been a useful person here." His eyes were closed, waiting for death to come to pick him up!

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"Take me off!" shouted a beautiful girl furiously. His hands and feet are tied.

His body was swaying in a bowed position on the horse's back. The loud shock made his stomach nauseous and sick. Head dizzy. He even vomited twice and vomited it hit his nose, eyes, and hair in an inverted position.

No one cared about his angry screams. The horseman rammed his horse to run even faster.

There were two horses crossing the dark night in the middle of that forest. The two men each carried one woman on his horse. One was already speechless from fainting after getting a punch. The other one, continue to fuss and ask to be treated with respect.

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