Sanggana Swordsman

Sanggana Swordsman
PGM 19: The Blue Horse Horde


*Crazy Drunk Swordsman (PGM)*


 


Surya Kasyara was struck by anger mixed with pleasure. Glad that Tulanggoyo said his sister was not dead, but was helped by a one-armed man. He was also angry that he had not managed to find the two people he suspected of being a brother and a one-armed man.


Finally the Drunken Mad Swordsman went running furiously to the gambling center building.


“Dublish all! Nobody plays gambling anymore!” surya Kasyara shouted as he entered suddenly.


Brakr!


The wooden building pole he kicked until broken.


“Run! Lari! There's a madman rampaging!” shouted the surprised gambling players.


Like an infidelity person. Surya Kasyara arrested people who were busy gambling in that place, then thrown one-on-one outside.


The citizens of the duchy who always enliven the place, immediately panicked and ran outside.


Brak!


Surya Kasyara kicked the crushed table used for the game of coprok. The town named Josok, became angry. He's not afraid. It's funny that he who's big muscular has to be afraid of a madman going berserk.


“Heh!” The figure came gripping Surya Kasyara's shoulder from behind.


Surya Kasyara immediately turned his head and shoulders down then back and up. Then it stopped after his shoulder slipped out of the grip.


Dak!


“Yaidaw idaw!” josok shouted in pain as Surya Kasyara stomped his head back. Josok's nose was broken and shed a lot of blood. However, Josok suddenly stopped screaming, turning into an uncertain groan, “Eeekhh!”


The figure slouched down while holding his sleeping bag that seemed to break. His already bloody face was getting reddened with the veins that were popping. His pair of eyes dodged as if they were about to come out.


With his foot Surya Kasyara stomped back, making his heels hit the beach bag under Josok's stomach. The figure fell to the side while cowering with deep agony.


“Fruuutr!” Surya Kasyara spewed water from his mouth into the columns and walls of the place.


Blips! Blips!


Surprisingly, water is sprayed, but fire is burning.


“Kebakaraan! Equality!” the people who saw the fire started to burn the place.


Ki Lugas as the ruler of the place appeared together with six tile men. Surya Kasyara looked up and stared intently at the white horned man.


“Hah! Sontoloyo?!” call Ki Lugas surprised not playing. Instantly he was stricken with fear and panic, especially Surya Kasyara's gaze was sharp and fierce.


Ki Lugas quickly held on to his tile hands. Both of his legs were shaking violently. Now she stands like a pregnant woman about to open nine.


“Harggk!” raung Surya Kasyara was like a wild animal as he advanced and gripped the chest of Ki Lugas' shirt.


“A... a.. mercy, Sesese... Satan Sontoloyo!” yelled Ki Straightly frightened.


“Cuih! Old Bangka!” maki Surya Kasyara was angry while pushing Ki Lugas body down to the ground floor. “Wear pee like a cat!”


Centeng-centeng Ki Lugas no one dared to approach. If the lord alone can pee in his pants, they certainly do not want to ter-ter also in the pants.


“Fruuurt!” Surya Kasyara gushed out Ki Lugas face with water that was suddenly inside his mouth.


“Aaakk!” jerit Ki Lugas's. His fate is the same as Tulanggoyo, the skin of his face burned by the liquid that was sprayed.


“Think it's my punishment to you, Ki Lugas, and the punishment of the people you squeeze through debt!” surya Kasyara. “I Surya Kasyara, whom you used to call Sontoloyo, is now coming to eradicate gambling in this duchy. I will also eradicate people like you!”


Surya Kasyara looked out. He saw a number of residents, men and women, running around in fear while shouting to remind other residents.


Surya Kasyara immediately stepped out of the burning place. Curiously he saw the chaos that was happening, not the chaos he was making, but the greater chaos.


He saw that several large fires burned the houses of the residents of the duchy center in several different places.


Looking a little far ahead there, there were three strangers walking gallantly as the saint headed towards the Duke's residence.


The three men were dressed as martial men.


The first person was a red-robed old grandmother. White hair. If usually the hair is coiled one on the head, but this grandmother is coiled two. Although it looks funny, but will not dare to laugh if you see the look of his sharp eyes with deep black old lips. He was carrying an arbitrary red bent wooden stick as his third leg, as his back was slightly bent. The fingernails of his long fingers were dark red. This grandmother is known as Granny Heart Thirst.


The second person to walk in the middle was a forty-year-old woman dressed in bright blue. She is a beautiful person with white skin and still tight. His long hair was curled in half and the other half was allowed to decompose. The neck of his blue shirt tightened the neck. On his waist wrapped around a rope made of fine black yarn. The slightly slender-eyed woman was named Nila Mawangi. More famous by the nickname Blue Horse Girl. He's the Head of the Blue Horse.


The third person was a handsome young man dressed in all green. He has a thin mustache, has short braided hair. He carried a bow without his arrows. That handsome young man was named Demon Arrow Demon.


A resident who ran in panic, did not realize that he was running towards the three people. However, when he found out he was running towards three strangers, the male citizen was shocked and quickly turned around.


“Aaa.. please...!” his yell.


Crackup!


Grandma Heart Thirst jerked her left arm. An invisible energy directly penetrated the chest of the innocent man. The residents fell down without being able to run again and without being able to breathe again.


“Hahaha!” laughter Demon Arrow Demon. While walking, he pulled his bow strings and aimed it far ahead.


The bags! Sets!


When the drawn string was removed, from the bow it shot out a yellow ray of arrow-shaped light. The beam managed to penetrate the two bodies of citizens who were running fast at once.


Residents were running around carrying children and wives because there were some horsemen carrying torches and burning the roofs of houses made of grass.


Seeing the incident surprised Surya Kasyara. His anger immediately boiled.


Meanwhile at an inn in the duchy, Turung Gali was monitoring from the window of his room on the second floor. His feelings were burning seeing the attacks of those people.


Turung Gali immediately turned around about to go down and went to take precautions. However, when he turned around, it turned out that in his room room was already standing a frail skinny old man with a branching wooden stick. That person was none other than the healer that Turung Gali and Joko Calm met at the residence of the Duke of Tambak Ruso.


“Where are you going, Kisanak?” ask the old man with my eyes.


“Tabib Rakitanjamu!” call Turung Gali surprised. “Those people must be stopped, Physician!”


“Hear!” the Rakitanjamu Physician.


Turung Gali immediately focused his hearing. He heard there were many sounds of horse running, but only seen a few horses running there to burn the houses of the people.


Turung Gali immediately turned back and through the window he looked back out there. Your raft healer is also approaching the window.


Surprised Turung Gali see the latest conditions on the streets there. One riding party came from almost all the roads on the south side. The horde of horsemen that were over twenty horses, came and stopped marching behind the Blue Horse Girl, the Heartthirsty Granny and the Demon Arrow Demon.


The cavalry was not a uniformed army, but a warrior army. They come up with their own character and style.


“Who are they, Physician?” tanya Turung Gali tense.


“They are Blue Horse Hordes. The cavalry were no ordinary troops, they were all from the martial world. Those three people are the leaders,” replied Physician Rakitanjamu. “If you go down alone, I doubt your magic will be able to make you safe.”


“Stop!” shouted Surya Kasyara who turned out to have stood up to the third step of the leader of the Blue Horse Horde. He stood dumbly in his drunken style, four spears from the three leaders of the Blue Horse Horde.


“Who was that drunken young man? Want to die silly him!” rutuk Tabib Rakitanjamu riled. (BH)