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The Battle on the Grassland
Author: X34L
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In accordance with Prince Suryalaksana’s command, the archers were already prepared with their bows drawn, ready to release at any moment. Their vigilance was extremely high, knowing that the enemy was observing from a distance, preparing for a sudden strike.

Before long, the small unit led by Prince Suryalaksana entered the grassland. The archers stood ready, aiming for the moment the enemy advanced.

But after waiting for some time, the long-anticipated enemy still did not appear. Prince Suryalaksana suspected that the enemy had discovered his strategy and was holding back, waiting for the right moment.

“What should we do next, Prince?” asked a leading soldier.

“If we set up camp here, the risk will be too great. The enemy is already prepared to attack, just waiting for us to lower our guard,” replied Prince Suryalaksana.

In such a situation, the presence of Rengga was clearly needed by Prince Suryalaksana. As the third son of
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  • Arya vs. Poncokusumo

    It was only natural that Poncokusumo trembled at Arya’s arrival. Elder Panji Anom himself had said that neither he nor the three dark sect warriors within the rebel faction could defeat the young man. Poncokusumo also realized that there was at least a two-level gap in martial mastery between himself and Arya.In the world of martial arts, a two-level difference was no small matter. It would take Poncokusumo at least a dozen years of cultivation to reach Arya’s current level.“Go with Ratna, brother. Our soldiers need you on the battlefield,” said Arya to Prince Suryalaksana.“All right, but what about him?” The prince pointed at Wiguna behind him.Arya frowned. To his knowledge, the man his brother pointed at was a member of the Blood Sword Sect.“Isn’t he…”“He and his four comrades have joined us, Jaya. And earlier, he even saved my life,” Prince Suryalaksana replied.Arya turned to Wiguna, who looked weak and exhausted. A thought stirred in his mind—how could Poncokusumo be betray

  • The Arrival of Arya

    “I’m finished!” muttered Prince Suryalaksana. The sword in his hand was raised forward, forming the best defense he could manage.But the third son of King Dharmalaksana had no idea who he was facing. Such a clumsy defense meant nothing to Poncokusumo, who had long been seasoned in the harsh world of martial arts.Prince Suryalaksana could only surrender to the immense energy directed at him. He even closed his eyes in despair, resigned to the dreadful fate that seemed inevitable.But fate had something else in store. A split second before Poncokusumo’s strike reached the prince, Wiguna darted forward with astonishing speed, saving the heir of the Sastrajingga Kingdom from certain death.Yet, behind Prince Suryalaksana’s survival came a heavy price for Wiguna. Blocking Poncokusumo’s attack hurled him several steps backward until he slammed into a massive tree.Wiguna writhed in pain, his back throbbing with unbearable agony. His arms too felt the same torment, numb and useless, refusi

  • The Arrival of Reinforcements

    Slowly, the situation grew dire for the rebel forces. Without Poncokusumo to lead and command them, their formation fell into disarray, unsure of what to do. If not for Poncokusumo’s strict order to hold out for as long and as strong as possible, they might have chosen to retreat and flee the battlefield altogether. Within half an hour, casualties among the rebels had risen to nearly three thousand lives lost—a horrifying outcome none of them had wished for. What shocked many was the presence of Wiguna and his four companions now fighting for the Sastrajingga royal army. Just the day before, they had still been seen at Poncokusumo’s side on the grassy plains. Those five former disciples of Poncokusumo fought with ruthless ferocity, showing no hesitation despite once being allies. “Exterminate them all, leave no one alive!” shouted Prince Suryalaksana, giving the order. Now that they were in a favorable position, the soldiers of Sastrajingga became even more spirited, following t

  • The Spy’s Mistake

    It was impossible for such a large number of troops to move silently, yet at the very least, the attack could still deliver an unexpected surprise to the enemy.But what the spies had predicted turned out to be a grave mistake. Following Poncokusumo’s instructions before he left to seek reinforcements, several spies had been deployed to guard and monitor the area where the rebel forces had gathered. Thus, the arrival of the spies from the Sastrajingga Kingdom, who were observing their position, was quickly discovered.Preparations to welcome the enemy were immediately set in motion. Hundreds of rebel archers were already in position, ready to unleash a rain of arrows as the opening strike.Although the attack was unlikely to be very effective due to the dense trees within the forest, the rebels hoped that their sudden assault could at least reduce the enemy’s numbers and buy them enough time to hold out until reinforcements arrived.On the other hand, their morale had already plummete

  • Counterattack

    At the same time as Poncokusumo was explaining his story, Arya was busy devising a plan. Moments like this were rare and had to be taken advantage of to the fullest.“Why are you silent? What are you thinking about?” Poncokusumo asked, feeling that Arya was not listening to him.“Nothing. I was just thinking that the warrior who defeated Nyi Langkir must indeed possess great strength,” Arya replied, stroking his chin.“That’s exactly why I came here—to ask for your help. Only you and Elder Ki Panji Anom are capable of defeating him. Since you are the closest, I took the initiative to come here,” Poncokusumo explained.Arya frowned. “Wait, Elder… shouldn’t you also be capable of defeating him?”Poncokusumo’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected this young man to mock him so directly. “Now is not the time for jokes, Arya. You know well that my strength is below Nyi Langkir’s. If she was defeated, what chance do I have?”“How should I know, Elder… I’ve never even tested that woman’s strengt

  • Asking for Help

    The color drained from Poncokusumo’s face the moment his eyes saw Nyi Langkir’s lifeless body. The shadow of defeat for the troops he now had to lead began to dance before his eyes. If even Nyi Langkir had fallen in battle against a warrior from the Sastrajingga Kingdom, what chance did he, whose martial skill was far below the leader of the Sukma Sejati sect, have?“Take her body away and throw it far from here!” he ordered.Poncokusumo could no longer think clearly. His cleverness in gathering strength now seemed useless. Tomorrow morning he had to lead his troops against the Sastrajingga army, which would certainly be led by the warrior who had defeated Nyi Langkir.Two soldiers carried Nyi Langkir’s body away from Poncokusumo’s sight, while the others remained near the deputy leader of the Blood Sword sect, waiting for his next command.Poncokusumo stood frozen in silence. His mind wandered, searching for a way to achieve victory in tomorrow’s battle. Yet the harder he thought, th

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