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The Grassland Alliance Invasion Part 11
Various uproar filled the camp and the situation was completely chaotic. After receiving the news, Pasikin exited his tent and moved towards a high platform. The 4th Division consisted of light cavalry and infantry, with a primary focus on infantry strength. The left wing was protected only by one light armored infantry regiment, while the right wing was guarded by a city protection regiment. At the center of the formation, warriors with shields, swords, spears, and arrows stood in an orderly formation.
Pasikin was very focused when he saw the enemy troops finally moving forward. At first, he was full of vigor despite feeling uncomfortable after several days of detention. But seeing the enemy troops come out, his spirit was burning again. Although the enemy forces were larger than expected and the number of his prairie cavalry doubled, Pasikin was undisturbed and still believed in the invincible strength of his iron cavalry. He believed they were capable of destroying the enemy.
In a short period of time, the well-trained prairie cavalry formed a formation. Pasikin climbed his Barong and walked forward in front of the troops, giving the attack signal. The cavalry began a fearless attack on the enemy. However, before they reached the frontlines, they received a warning from the 4th division archers.
After the 4th Division was rearmed, they used the elite bows produced by the Bow and Arrow Division. These bows have a high range and accuracy. The rain of arrows filled the sky like a huge net hitting the enemy's head. The prairie cavalry had misjudged the range of the archer.
Suddenly, humans and horses fell to the ground. The prairie cavalry troops, one by one, were killed in a deadly rain of arrows. The fierce arrow attack caused fear in the prairie cavalry. They had never faced such a deadly weapon before, and their bows felt meaningless.
A serious expression emanated from Pasikin's face, and his confidence was not as strong as before. He was a feisty person, and his blood burned in battle. However, he decided to risk everything and give his best to continue the attack against the enemy.
A short distance of 500 meters became a killing field. Finally, at a great price, the prairie cavalry managed to raid the sword and spear shield warriors of the 4th division. The high speed of the cavalry exerted a devastating impact on the enemy. The sword shield warriors were unable to withstand the attacks of the cavalry like they were able to withstand the attacks of heavy archers. Even ordinary people could see that the enemy's middle army would soon be penetrated.
At a critical moment, a light cavalry appeared on the other side. With the help of the light armored cavalry, the meadow cavalry attack became a mess. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the middle army group under the leadership of Gayatri Rajapatni managed to re-form the formation to stop the advance of the enemy cavalry.
The powerful prairie cavalry proved itself as expected. Despite being surrounded by armoured and outnumbered, they were able to deal great damage. They really deserved to be called the iron cavalry of the meadow.
However, when the situation was at a dead end, there was a strong rumbling sound from behind. The sound was even louder than the prairie cavalry attack. Pasikin. He turned around and saw what was going on. At that moment, he almost gave up.
In front of his troops, there was an enormous cavalry force advancing on the attack. They wore shiny armor; in the sunlight, they reflected a dazzling golden light.
The 2nd Division arrived at the most crucial moment. Before the prairie cavalry could react, the 2nd Division had advanced rapidly. Together with the 4th division, they completely surrounded the prairie army. The next moment was a total massacre! Two hours later, the remaining prairie cavalry were unable to hold on anymore and decided to surrender. In this battle, other than the 3000 people who surrendered, everyone else was killed. Their commander, one of the three generals of the Pangkah Tribe, had also died.
The sun hung overhead and illuminated the earth, emitting a beautiful red glow. The death of Pasikin became a turning point for the grassland tribes, marking the end of the power of the grassland tribes in the central region and the emergence of the golden age of Java Dwipa.
In the next chapter, Pasikin's place of death is named "Blood Grass" by various grassland tribes. As time goes by, some pasture herders will come to grieve and reminisce about their past glory. The death of Pasikin became a turning point in the Battle of Java Dwipa.
After the battle, the prisoners were sent back by the city's protection regiment to Le Moesiek Revole. Together with the prisoners, the head of Pasikin will be transferred back to Java Dwipa. As the main force in this battle, the 2nd and 4th divisions would continue the battle head-on. They will follow the orders of the unit commanders and continue to fight.
The 2nd Division moved eastward with the aim of completely destroying Smelter's city protection division to aid Maspion. Meanwhile, the 4th Division descended south towards the base of the Pangkah Tribe. The two divisions moved like two assassins who had plotted, determined to snatch the enemy's head.
In the blue sky, a wild goose flew by, bringing sadness and loneliness. It's still the 13th, the second month, and everything that's happening today is pretty awesome.
At 1pm, the 2nd and 4th divisions departed. At 2 p.m., the head of Pasikin was sent to the unit commander. At 5 p.m., Roberto and Lotu Wong's troops reached Maspion and cornered him. At 6 p.m., Wijiono Manto finally managed to persuade Tipukhris, and he agreed to attack Java Dwipa.
Night had descended on Java Dwipa, and in the darkness, the Director of Military Affairs quietly led a guard towards the prairie tribe alliance camp. In the middle of the tent, Tipukhris waited alone, and he met Gajah Mada.
With steady steps, Gajah Mada entered the black tent and said, "General, are you okay?" Tipukhris, in a rude manner, replied, "If you have something to say, just throw it." Gajah Mada smiled and commented, "General is indeed a resolute person! I want you to back off."
Tipukhris was surprised to hear it, as if she heard a big joke. In a low voice, he replied, "Do you believe that if you continue to do foolish acts, I will kill you?"
"Gift?" Tipukhris. Gajah Mada waved, and a guard brought a wooden box to the front of the table.
Gajah Mada gestured for Tipukhris to open the box, calmly saying, "Please take a look. I'm sure that once you see it, you'll change that thought."
Tipukhris's eyes froze. He realized that the other party was an intelligent person and was clearly not trying to bully him. He felt there was something important in this late-night visit.
"Why didn't your guard open the box?" tipukhris. He did not want to take any risks with the possibility of there being a hidden weapon inside.
Gajah Mada nodded, understanding Tipukhris' caution. The waiter opened the box and saw a bloody head inside.
Tipukhris was surprised, even with her calm demeanor, unable to resist the screams. However, he immediately controlled himself and said to the guards outside the tent who wanted to enter, "I'm fine! Stay outside."
Now Tipukhris looked at that head with suspense. In a cold voice, he said, "Pasikin?"
Gajah Mada. He gave Tipukhris a brief summary of what had happened. Pasikin's forces were destroyed by Gajah Mada's side, and some surrendered. Furthermore, the 4th division of Java Dwipa has moved towards Camping Lake Banyuwangi.
A terrifying tremor flashed across Tipukhris' back, and his face turned pale. He realized that the Lake Banyuwangi Camp was currently very vulnerable and helpless. The Pangkah tribe army almost completely joined the alliance, and only a handful remained loyal.
As he imagined the attack on the noble families of the Pangkah tribe, including Sher and even his own wife, his anxiety grew more real.
"If you don't trust me, you can check it out for yourself. However, whether you will get there on time or not is another story" said Gajah Mada.
Pale typhus. He did not dare to take the risk and solemnly said, "Alright, I will withdraw the troops tomorrow."
However, Gajah Mada shook his head and laughed. "What's? Do you think I'm overreacting? When you attacked our city, did you think it was overkill? When you attack Batih Ageng, do you think it is excessive? Why now, when I want to destroy your place, do you dare to talk to me about exaggeration?"
A aura of power filled the air as Gajah Mada showed his courage. Currently, he represented the entire Java of Dwipa and made Tipukhris feel afraid.
Tipukhris's face was flushed red, and he was speechless. An awkward silence filled the tent.
"Come, speak. What do you really want?" After some time, Tipukhris said in a bitter and sad voice. His strength and confidence had previously been shattered. "If you promise not to hurt my tribe, I'll agree to whatever you ask."
Gajah Mada nodded, as if he had finally conquered the wild tiger.
"Based on the crime you committed, no punishment is too severe" Gajah Mada said seriously. "Fortunately for you, Regent Gresik has compassion and is willing to give you a way out."
"Please explain!" tipukhris's honor was completely destroyed.
"The tribe of grasslands will be under the territory of Java Dwipa and will be treated the same as other residents."