THE EAGLE SWORDSMAN
Eps 56 magic eagle swords

Farmers who have been harvested, is now a battleground between troops from the red baton association against three eagle warriors and the soldiers thousands of eagles from the four corners of the world.

The swipes of the eagle soldiers so quickly hit the red baton society, the blood now began to splatter and scream in pain that sounded hysterical, the thousands of eagles were like the ababil birds who destroyed the army of king Namruj in the days of the Prophets.

While the three eagle warriors continued to move quickly with their weapons slaying every enemy that tried to attack him, The glint and the flash of light from the silver sword and the red sword as well as his yellow Ampel weapon Wira jaya continued to seek prey from each of his opponents.

The red stick gatherings have fallen a lot of blood.

The fight in Ranca Galuh was a very terrible fight in the month of Kanem, on time to destroy the forces of the ruler of Butcher starch, in the year of Saka month karo.

In the Sunda Surya Cakra calendar, in the month of Kalima and Kanem in the spring season ahead of the dry season, in a field of farmers there has been a very terrible battle, a very terrible battle, between the Swordsman of the albatross and the Red Scepter.

Trangs....Trangs..Trangs..Trangs.

The clashing of weapons so very loud was heard breaking the silence in the field, which was soon about to enter the twilight.

Now Darma seta was forced to take out his magic weapon, a sword of enormous size from swords in general.

The sword Garuda cakra buana created by the ki teupa Aji santang, fulfilled at his request Ki Darpal the great teacher of red lightning that was once poor across the black martial world, but unfortunately the sword did not make it to the hands of Ki Darpal because of his bad intentions.

As soon as the sword of Garuda cakra buana was released, a silvery-white blend of red light came out along with the hot smoke that continued to expand in search of the collision, the bloodthirsty sword, and the, now there will be many more victims.

Heaa

Tar...Tar ..Tar..Tar.

Guurras..Guurras...Gurr...Bluarru...

Auugghs.....

Aughh...

The flashes of light coming out from Garuda Cakra Buana's sword continued to hit dozens of people from the red stick gathering.

The expanse of the field is now reddened by blood, The number of bodies falling from the assembly of red sticks, hands loose from the body, heads falling out of the body, bodies falling, and there are also those whose matany balls are broken because of a peg from the eagle army.

Heaa..Heaa..Heeaa..

The fragrant goddess and the Wira jaya moved very quickly with the rotation of her weapon, the red sword continued to tear apart the enemy's defenses, the yellow Ampel weapon meandered, and the, sometimes it gives off a yellow glow to emasan forming the head of an eagle that continues to snatch troops from the red staff, which is like a dead demon one grows a thousand like a proverb.

The day has now changed, the weapon has passed, welcomed by the god of the night, where there is no light that illuminates the earth, except when the moon is full.

The loud impact of flat hard objects still continues to be heard breaking the silence of the night.

One day a night the battle was already going on, when the corpses were already scattered and pools of blood had already flooded the farmer's fields, and only a few handfuls of people from the red sticks were left, he said, finally, some of the remaining members were forced to avoid and get out of the battlefield, let alone the increasingly ferocious eagle soldiers tore, pecking and crashing with the flapping of his wings.

Weeess...Weeeesses..Weess..

The greatness of the shadow dashed away from the battle arena, it was impossible for the remaining red-stick guilds to hold on, and so they left like demons carrying a burning grudge, and a resounding voice rang out, of course, coated by a sufficiently high inner force, flashed across the ears of three eagle warriors a message containing a threat.

"Eagle warriors wait for vengeance from the beggars of the red staff." Such was the voice that echoed with a tone of threat.

Then Darma seta shouted. "O cowardly beggars, where the care of your company is, while the corpses of your members you let it go, you are cowards." Shouted Darma seta.

After the battle ended, Wira jaya and Dewi fragrant opened her eyes to see the body that was scattered due to war, then the Goddess fragrant lowered her body while looking down on the face of the earth, not feeling the grains of warm water now began to fall from both beads of his eyeballs sobbing a very deep sadness. "What a cruel world. Hiiks hiks'." Tangis Deei fragrant.

Then Wira jaya approached while holding both of her shoulders the fragrant Goddess and said. "Had not to be sad, this is the world of war, if we don't kill for sure we will be killed, the important thing is now we take care of and bury the heroes, as our respect for them." Wira jaya.

After the sword Garuda Cakra buana was inserted again into the body, Darma seta also lowered his body in a squatting position to encourage his mother. "What is said Uncle is true mother, in war there must be killed, because of that there is already a fate line from the universe, and you should not be discouraged, he said, let's get ready to prepare a grave for the heroes of the red stick." Pungkas Darma seta's.

After that the Goddess of Harumpun raised her body, and the Wira jaya stepped towards the white ash eagle and said. "My dear friends, thank you for your help, and we ask ma'af to have made many eagles from the four directions come to fulfill our call, what would be our fate if there were not all of you." Wira jaya.

All the eagles shrill their voices breaking the silence of the night, then the white eagle of ashes said. "They are very happy yellow eagles, do not hesitate and hesitant if you need the help of the eagle family will always come to help, because the bonds of the magic eagle family will always remain intertwined, because the bonds will always remain intertwined, and this has been our vow of the eagles upon the goodwill of your ancestors, Ki Raga Nata, Ragan tala and Nini Ragan stepdad, who is kind and loves us eagles." White eagle of ashes.

After that, the eagle soldiers from the four directions led by the white ash eagle, the farewell to return to where they came from, flapping the wings of the many eagles until creating a very strong wind, the shrill voice of the eagle left the eagle soldiers.

While the three eagle warriors took care of all the bodies to be buried like a human, as a tribute to the heroes of the red stick beggar association. With his power, the three Swordsman eagles dug the ground for the funeral of the heroes to complete.

Short story.

After all the bodies of the victims of the war, finished in the bury, Wira jaya, Dewi fragrant and Darma seta immediately spur his horse in the middle of the dark night, leaving the field.

Now that night had passed, the rooster had crowed to tell the creatures of the earth that the dawn had come.

While Wira jaya, Dewi fragrant and Darma seta intend to meet ki Surata manggala on the edge of the forest caricat at the end of the village Ranca galuh, to find out the existence of Jareti Gangga, according to relatives in Jareti Gangga there are still relatives with ki Surata manggala.

When the sun began to emit light in the east above the earth dragon, the three eagle warriors had already arrived at the edge of the Forest of Caric. "It seems to be his residence ki Surata Manggala, because there is no other place to live." Said Wira jaya.

"Yes, let's get samperin." Saut Goddess fragrant.

The horse was on the runway slowly, approaching the stilt house under a huge tree.

They stopped, then came down from the back of the horse. "Rasuun's lamp." Sapa Wira jaya's.

Wira jaya, Dewi fragrant and Darma seta dizzy here and there, looking for the residents of the house, shortly afterwards, a man almost the same age as Wira jaya on top of it a little, came while carrying firewood, and, he said, dropping the firewood ties.

"Wira?..." Ask the guy.

Wira jaya immediately turned his body, while allowing a view towards the voice that called him. "Uncle Surata, bearati rightly assumed'anku this must be Uncle's house." Answer Wira jaya.

"Yes right Wira, after the completion of the events first, I no longer live in Goa Rotation is Wira, Ooh yes Dewi, and Seta let's just chat inside." Said ki Surata inviting them to maduk into his house.

Three Eagles finally followed Surata Manggala to enter his house, then they sat on the floor of the wooden board, and ki Surata immediately took a pitcher containing white water and four Bamboo glasses in the shape of a cup. "Well this is the hut where I live Wira, I live alone, because after that event my wife got pageblug disease until she left me forever." Ki Surata said.

"We're sorry Uncle." Saut Wura jaya, Dewi fragrant and Darma seta

"Yes, thank you, oh yes, and then you mean to come here, is there any need to be important or just happen to be through here?." Ask ki Surata.

"There's actually something we need to ask uncle a little bit." Wira jaya's.

"What is a hero?." Ask ki Surata.

"The problem with Jareti Gangga, are there really any relatives with Uncle?." Ask Wira jaya.

"Well, she's my cousin, so why are you looking for her if there's a problem with Jareti Gangga?." Ask ki Surata.

"If there is no problem Uncle, but we are given the same mandate as Sura praba, to bring Jareti gangga to the slopes of Mount Galunggung." Answer Wira jaya.

For a moment ki Surata sighed long, like there was a heavy burden to be told to Wira jaya. "Actually I no longer want to have the same business with my brother-in-law, but since you are asking for good' I will tell you, he does not live somewhere, his life is always moving, his life is always moving, and it moves always at night." Reveal it.

"After Uncle we don't understand Uncle's talk, what do you mean?." Ask Wira jaya.

"Begini Wira, Jareti Gangga conspired with the beggars of the Red Stick, because of his high cannuragannya, finally he became its chairman, and was very reluctant because its members were scattered in various regions." Evidently.

"That's right my guess, Jareti Gangga is behind it all." The batin Wira jaya.

"Oh so the red stick, is in Jareti Gangga's power." Said Wira jaya.

"Yes right, my lady, it seems you are familiar with the red stick association." Ki Surata said full of question marks.

Then the fragrant Goddess explained her curiosity ki Surata. "We don't just know him, but we've been involved in the same problem with Uncle's red wand, if you know Jareti is in it, we don't have to bother looking for him." The fragrant Goddess.

One gulp of water in the Bamboo glass, making Ki Surata and the three Eagle Swordsmen, to think more clearly to paralyze the red stick without having to take many casualties and spills of blood.

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