THE FIGHT TO BE KING
CHAPTER 33: THE POWER OF FALKA
"But!".
The loud sound of a collision, Falka had already taken her sword and slashed towards Ritke who was approaching her.
At first their strength is balanced, but Ritke finds that Falka's strength continues to grow stronger and must make him retreat by 5 steps.
After making a mute move, Ritke looked at his trembling hand as he said "Very strong! Looks like you've trained your body really well!".
Falka slightly smiled, she said confidently as she raised her sword "I may not be intelligent, but at least I am very confident in terms of my strength. Although there are many people who have better fighting techniques than me, but if it is only pure strength then I am very confident!".
As Ritke and Falka stared at each other, the Trock Fortress soldiers around tried to help Ritke "General!".
"Stop!", shouted Ritke who stopped the entire surrounding troops to help "If you guys help me then that is just embarrassing the Cavalry Kingdom! This is a fight between warriors, no one should nod!".
Hearing their general's warning, the soldiers could only stand to the side and protect if anyone tried to attack their general secretly.
"You're very talented, even though your strength isn't as strong as mine, but there's no problem fighting that soldier named Jatang though" Falka said appreciating Ritke "What if you give up? As long as you follow my master then I don't need to kill you here, other than that my master is destined to become a king or even an emperor in the future, following him will definitely not harm you".
Ritke closed his eyes and slightly smiled at Falka's offer "When I got this offer 10 years ago then I might accept it, however someone as strong as you must have followed a great master as well, anyway, but now it's no longer possible! Ever since I became the great general guarding Trock Fortress, I have been loyal to the Cavalry Kingdom and will not betray it!".
"It turns out that, you decided to be loyal!", said Falka slightly nodding "Then I will kill you as a form of my respect for your loyalty and strength, come forward! Private Ritke!".
Without the slightest hesitation, Ritke dashed towards Falka.
Looking at the approaching Ritke, Falka raised her sword and slashed towards Ritke.
"Dash!".
Ritke lowered his body backwards in order to avoid the slash, then he stood up straight again and slashed Falka from the side.
"Shelf!".
Before Ritke's sword could hit Falka, he felt the pain from his stomach that Falka was kicking him.
"You can't use your right hand, not your foot! Therefore, I still keep fighting fair despite using kicks" Falka said firmly.
Ritke's body was thrown for tens of meters due to the kick, he felt there were a lot of bones in his body broken due to this Falka kick.
Without waiting for Ritke to stand up, Falka stepped forward and jumped up to thrust her sword towards Ritke who was lying on the ground.
"But!".
Ritke was still trying to hold Falka's sword stubbornly, but there was a difference in strength between them that made Ritke's sword flung from his hand. Falka's sword slash was too strong to cause Ritke to be unable to hold his sword back.
"It's over!", with Ritke's sword thrown, Falka slashed Ritke's neck without hesitation.
"Dash!".
Ritke's head was thrown a few meters into the air, there was a lot of blood flying with his head.
Falka took the head and held it up high "I, Falka killed General Ritke of the Cavalry Kingdom! All Trock Fortress soldiers surrender, whoever drops their weapons will not be killed".
The entire person on the battlefield was shocked, even Limo who was always with the 4th prince and passed through many battlefields was greatly shocked by this information.
Although Ritke came from the Cavalry Kingdom which had a small territory, his name was still quite famous as a great general. Therefore, Limo thought that Ritke would still be able to escape this attack as well as return to the capital of the Cavalry Kingdom to meet the king and take revenge.
Who would have thought that a famous general like Ritke could be killed at the hands of a captain who followed the son of the Baron.
The snare was the one who regained consciousness first, he raised his sword and shouted happily "The enemy general has been killed, we won! Anyone who still carries their weapons and flees will be killed, but those who throw their weapons and sit on the ground with their hands up can stay alive! Surrender! This war is over".
Some of the Trock Fortress soldiers were greatly shocked at their general's defeat "No way! How did General Ritke get killed?".
"Is the enemy trying to deceive us?".
"Can't you see? The head in Falka's hands was General Ritke, he had actually lost!".
Some soldiers decided to surrender, but not a few decided to escape because they knew that the fate of the defeated soldiers who were caught was not so good. They were most likely made slaves to fight or work in the mines to the death, therefore there were still many stubborn people to escape.
Not only that, a few others still decided to fight back while shouting "Revenge for General Ritke!".
Although there is still resistance, with the loss of Ritke, the Trock Fortress is not as strong as before.
The snare led his army and pressed the enemy easily, finally after the battle was over then the morning had arrived.
When the new sun appeared, Falka walked towards Myro while kneeling "Master, luckily Falka did not disappoint master!".
Myro patted Falka's shoulder while smiling "Stand up, there's no need to be too polite! You are the main star today!".
"Thank you, sir!", said Falka who stood up.
The 4th Prince also approached Myro, he said with great pleasure "Myro, this is all because of you! If you don't exist then I definitely can't win this war".
"The prince is too much, without the support of Ren and Falka then I can't possibly do anything" Myro said shaking his head "In the end all this is their hard work".
"What do you say?" said Ren, disagreeing, "We work hard for you, if there is no master here, then we may not come here".
"That's right, Falka hunted Ritke according to the task you gave her" Falka said.
At this moment the Serpent that was still covered by blood walked over, its face smiling with a wide "Prince, we won this war! General Ritke and 1000 Trock Fortress troops we defeated, in addition 500 people surrendered and 500 others managed to escape. Even so, the troops are still chasing the enemy who tried to escape, this battle is a great victory for us!".
Hearing that, the 4th prince shouted happily "To celebrate this victory, we will start a big feast for the soldiers who have fought hard!".