The Metaverse World
Destroying the Setro Tribe
"Have you found Barong's stallion?" ask Heru Cokro. This was the issue that concerned him the most for now.
"Already, they are all stored in the cage.” Agus Bhakti said with great enthusiasm.
"Then launch the attack!” Heru Cokro turned around, looked at Wirama and said to him coldly.
"Understood!" Wirama bent down and pulled his bow, lit a custom-made arrow and fired it towards the enemy camp. The burning arrow crossed the sky, like a meteor, directly landing on the distant main tent, and at once the tent was seen covered in blazing flames.
Wirama's fire arrows, like signal beacons, upon seeing the arrows fired by him, the 500 cavalrymen quickly shot their fire arrows towards the area they were asked to fire as planned. In an instant, except for a few tents, all the other tents were lit with fire. The flames skyrocketed high in the sky, and the scorching heat could be felt from afar.
Many enemies in the tent died from the fire while they were still in a dream. The others who were still awake during sleep, jumped out of their beds and immediately ran out. Some even calmly unsheathed their weapons and headed outside the tent.
Seeing this, Wirama put down his bow, took his spear, charged towards the enemy camp, and shouted "Cavalry, attack!"
"Kill them all!" Lifting up their weapons, the cavalry followed Wirama, and attacked the enemy. While the cavalry attacked and raided the enemy, Heru Cokro, along with several guards, stood in the same position, observing the entire battlefield calmly.
Cavalry patrolled around the tent and massacred the enemies who ran out of the tent. The scene was bloody and horrible. Heru Cokro rode his barong and remained in the same position, as he did not take part in the massacre. As a man of modern times, even after passing 5 years in his previous life, he was still unable to slaughter anyone without emotion, especially when his target was just a harmless commoner.
They say that power is poisonous. It could damage anyone and turn him into a cold person with a heart as hard as steel. It was at that moment that Heru Cokro realized how great the difference was between an adventurer-type player and a ruler-type player, realizing how much he had changed in this short period of time.
In order to suppress the provocation of the Seng Tribe and build up the strength of the surrounding tribes, he did not hesitate to send his troops to the Seng Valley and launch his bloody suppression.
In order to obtain the barong with the aim of arming his cavalry regiment, he once again did not hesitate to exterminate the entire tribe. Although he was not involved in the war this time, his hands were still covered in blood. The blood will stay there forever, it cannot be washed and it will stay with him for the rest of his life.
The only thing that was worthy of Heru Cokro's comfort was that he constantly reminded himself mentally that this was just a game. The people in this massacre he caused were just NPCs. This was the only reason he could use to calm himself down.
That morning was a nightmare. The night sky lit up with flames blazing between the tents, shrill screams and helpless cries sounded far away. This is all a tragedy this morning. As the fire continued to burn vigorously, Heru Cokro's face became increasingly blurred.
However, when viewed from another point of view, when the cavalry saw their lord, Heru Cokro, standing at the main entrance looking at them, they felt a power coursing through their veins as if his gaze was something magical, it could grant power to anyone. They knew that their master was looking at them, and saw his men fighting for him.
Although the tribe members tried to organize some counterattacks, but under the fierce attacks of the vanguard, their resistance was completely futile and they were ruthlessly suppressed.
There were also some of them who were overestimating themselves, and trying to catch Heru Cokro to threaten him. However, Heru Cokro was no longer the one he used to be. His prowess in battle had improved greatly under intensive training and the tribal fighters who tried to capture him were all killed without mercy.
An hour later, the massacre was finally over. All companies except company 1 in charge of the cleanup are cooperating with the prearranged reconnaissance forces, hunting down any fleeing soldiers.
"Paduka, should we disguise the entire battlefield and trap the Udo Udo tribe?" ask Wirama.
Heru Cokro shook his head and said, “That's not necessary. Just burn everything and don't leave a single trace or clue here. We're not used to anything these tribes do. Disguising the battlefield may have the opposite effect. The best thing to do is to leave it as it is. So in this way, the Pangkah Tribe will begin to assess who will benefit the most from this massacre.
“They would think that anyone who gains from this is most likely the one who does. And with this, they would think that their neighbor, the Udo Udo tribe, was most likely the one who did this. With their abilities, I'm sure they won't know that it was us who did this. There's one thing you should know. We just finished barong trade with Udo tribe Udo.”
Wirama looked at Heru Cokro in awe and said, "You are indeed a wise man."
Heru Cokro waved his hand and said, “Hurry before anything happens. Time is gold."
"Your Majesty."
At 10am, all the forces gathered once again. This operation could be said to be going according to plan perfectly. No enemy survived, and they returned to their headquarters with a large reward.
Operation Dawn confiscated a total of 100 young stallions of Barong, 300 high class barongs, and 4 elite class barongs.
In addition, there are also more than 1,000 sheep and 3,000 thousand pieces of sheepskin.
When they reached the Bengawan Solo River, the Jung Jawa navy and warships were already there, waiting for their arrival.
Due to the bountiful rewards, the warship had to travel back and forth to transfer the rewards across the river. Since it was only a simple mission for the navy, naval admiral Joko Tingkir did not appear. The navy immediately returned to Pantura as soon as they helped the last cavalry cross the river.
To avoid suspicion from the Udo Udo tribe, Heru Cokro ordered the cavalry units to return to the camp as soon as they crossed the river. The same goes for war horses seized in battle. War horses could not be sent to cavalry units now or it would just be mere self-exposure. Since Krewaja's armor wasn't enough, riding or not riding a war horse wasn't a problem now.