Sinphyu Kyun Aung Thein - The Sword of the Sword (2007 National Literary Lifetime Achievement Award)

The sound of horse hooves pierced the silent night.

The moonlight is not clear and bright. Even if there are no clouds , the moon shines dimly and dimly. If you look up at the sky, it seems as if smoke and fire are gathering around the moon. In fact, the sky is clear.

The gentle breeze is not fresh. The smell of gunpowder is lingering. Sometimes the smell of burning buildings is also present. Sometimes the smell of dead people and the smell of burning corpses is also present.

The time was the beginning of the month of Kason in 1248, a period of 6 months after Upper Burma lost its independence.

The place was on the brick road south of Rambo Kone village (Yanpho Kone) on the banks of the Lin River, which is the junction between the Ayeyarwady River and Salin Township. The sound of a horse galloping with a loud clatter from the direction of Parapaiktan village was gradually approaching the northern edge of the village.

The four-story temple, where the sword-sharp monks had worshipped for generations, was silent and peaceful under the dim moonlight. Does the Golden Temple miss even the late King Sasathahayaka, who has disappeared from the sky of Myanmar?

Here, under the huge Burmese cypress trees, it was dark except for a few faint, scattered patches of moonlight.

To the east and west of the Kukko Pin Yeik are two villages with barbed wire fences. They are not even a stone's throw away from each other. Both villages are peaceful. Quiet.

(The village to the west is called Yangon. The one to the east is called Ywa Thit.)

It is time for the elderly to lay down their heads, but it is good to hear the voices of the four people: the goats bleating, the dogs barking, the rooster crowing, and the voices of children and grandchildren.

Now I hear nothing. Have the villagers abandoned the village and fled? Has the village been destroyed by the destruction of the village? The whole world is eerily quiet.

In a very dry and very hot climate, the hawks (like the hawks) are constantly calling. The crickets and jackals are constantly chirping. The night birds are also very loud.

Now the whole world is lifeless.

Therefore, the sound of horses' hooves filled the entire world.

The horse is a big horse. The horseman, with his sword slung over his back and his scarf flowing, is a handsome man. He has the appearance of a good man,

The horse, which was running as fast as the wind, entered the dark shadows of the Myanmar forest between the two villages and fell over as if it had hit something invisible in the air.

The man on the horse was thrown. However, he spun his body around in the air and landed upright on the ground without losing his balance.

When his foot touched the ground, his sword was already out of its sheath.

The sound of Xuan Khan's sword being drawn echoed in the blood-drinking Cheor Wa Bi. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

He let out a deep laugh and circled around, searching for his enemy in the shadows.

"Ha ha ha ha....Is it possible to assassinate Lieutenant General Tun Aung with such a feminine intelligence? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.."

He fell on the road and cut the still unbroken one with his sword. The rope was a Nabu vine, about the size of an arm.

"Ha ha ha ha... wow ha ha ha..."

As Bo Tun Aung squeezed and laughed, he saw a group of men riding horses, each holding a horse, emerge from the many stalls in front of him. The horses were not as big as Bo Tun Aung's.

The horses blocked the road and slowly approached Bo Tun Aung.

He held onto Bo Tun Aung tightly. His eyes lit up. He looked bravely at the men on horseback.

The men on horseback gave the horses a treat and a treat. The horses approached Bo Htun Aung, almost to the point of being killed. There was silence except for the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of horses' hooves.

Bo Tun Aung gave a single blow and stepped back into the moonlight.

As he retreated alone, several horsemen arrived behind him on their own horses.

Bo Tun Aung looked around at the 10 horses. When he saw the face of the man leaning on the back of the black horse,

"Sir, is it Colonel Chinpak?"

He shouted.

"Yes... you are the one who is oppressing the village, and the news of the oppression of the people of the land is already spreading around us."

"You too, Colonel... I too, Colonel Tun Aung. Good men shouldn't think like this with a woman's intelligence."

Bo Tun Aung's voice turned gentle.

When Bo Tun Aung finished speaking, his comrade suddenly spat in Bo Tun Aung's face.

"A scoundrel like you who uses his arm to destroy other people's sons and daughters is not a good man."

The commander's voice was harsh and loud, like the roar of a tiger.

"It's one thing to be afraid of Kala, it's another to be insulted and tortured by people like you, and there's no place for the people of the country to live. You're just like Kala, you traitor."

"Don't talk long and hard, men are not afraid of death. Just shoot the corn you have with long-barreled guns at once."

“Yes, I’m saying this because I don’t want to kill my own people, Tun Aung. You are a strong man, you are brave, and you are courageous. Why not use these to fight against the Kalu? Wouldn’t it be valuable, Tun Aung?”

"The Soma planet has faded and the Papa planet is shining brightly. It is useless to fight against the Kala, my friend."

"Shut up..."

The harsh voice not only shook Bo Tun Aung but also the horsemen. "The voiceover touched the horse from the shadows behind the horsemen and slowly emerged, the horses making way.

He was Bo Chin's senior commander, Mya Taung Bo. Bo Htun Aung did not dare to look at Mya Taung Bo.

"The bamboo that grows in the valley of the mountains is slender, the tree that grows between the houses is tall and slender, what you say is bitter to the ears. If you insult the young men and women again, I will punish you with this sword." Every word of the Mya Taung Bo was like a thunderous sound. Bo Tun Aung lowered his head

"I protect the villages from thieves, bandits, and wild animals, Major."

"Drink blood and swear allegiance to the team," the Mya Taung commander ordered his comrade.

"Can you promise that you will not let the villagers shed any tears, big or small, but will use your sword, spear, and power against the Kala?"

"I am alone. If you kill me, my comrades, that's fine. But good men will die alive, and I won't do anything to make them look bad." The commander spat at me again.

The word "good man" is not equal to you. The lion king Keshara never eats grass or leaves. What are good men?

"I protect and promote religion. I never insult any religion or nationality. You are a rapist, you are a good man..."

"Let's see if he's a good man or not." Bo Tun Aung waved his sword. "Aye... good." ""Boy... Boy..." A white horse ran and stopped in front of the other boy's horse.

"I'll kill you with my sword. This kind of mean behavior is not worthy of you, Colonel. Please punish me."

The one who came from the marrow was not a man. He was a monk with a robe. He was a young monk called the Harbinger.

You nodded in agreement, and Bo Tun Zaw said,

"Ha... I don't want to kill the Son of God," he said.

"Have you ever been so scared that you thought, 'You're going to kill me?'"

The young man, called the Harbinger, jumped off his horse and cut down Bo Tun Zak.

Bo Tun Aung, to appease Ko Rint's anger, gave the Thai boy a kneeling position. The Thai boy's face turned back and Bo Tun stood there, his feet touching the ground.

“Korin... don’t do this”

The loud voice of the Mya Taung Bo caused the heron to move the horse to the right place.

"Brother... fulfill your duty." The brother's horse moved forward.

"Everyone hates you as the filth of good men, Htun Aung Nge... You escaped from the lower world with murder and are now running rampant here. So, be loyal."

"Let me die, Colonel."

"I beg you to spare my strength, Your Majesty. The king's army is spreading the news that the king's army wants to eat you raw."

"One day you die, one day you are born." "Hey... the enemy of King Bo Ottama is the enemy of Mya Taung Bo."

The lieutenant let out a loud roar of anger and jumped off the ground.

The two blood-drinking swords clashed in their hands, and they began to strike each other.

Bo Chin and Bo Mya Taung each had a short rifle. They didn't have to be tired and show off their swords. They could easily eliminate Bo Htun Aung. There were also long riflemen and longbowmen in the bushes nearby.

However... it is not used because it is considered unprofessional by men.

It's a story, but it's also a hope that the sword is used to warn.

Ma So knew that Bo Tun Aung could not defeat Bo Chin. He believed in his own strength and endured.

Bo Chin was not as light as Bo Tun Aung. His swordsmanship was far superior. Therefore, he used only the mask to make Bo Tun Aung tired, and used a stealth swordsmanship in one fell swoop, and then he cut his chest with a knife.

Good, with a clean slate, and a bit of a scare to the other side.

The Mya Taung army was not waiting for the traitor General Tun Aung to come to the battlefield. Their main concern was the Bagan army (Kala army) that would come to support the Salin battle.

At this time, the patriotic resistance forces led by King Ottama's troops were besieging Salin, exchanging bodies and land with the enemy's white and black troops. On the surface, they may seem like a people who are always on the move, but when their country is attacked, they are ruthless and brave, not distinguishing between people and animals. The battle also shows that they are brave and courageous.

The Kala army was trying to capture the Golden Temple. With heavy losses, they retreated and went to the Bagan army on the other side of the river to seek reinforcements.

Then, Tiny, who was preparing to attack, met with General Tun Aung.

Bo Tun Aung, the deputy of King Bo Ottama, was accused of being a physical abuser. He claimed that he had committed a crime. In reality, he was a robber and a rapist.

He frequented the villages of Shataw, Nyaung Kone, and Kyauk Ye Don Ja west of the stream, and the new village of Yanpho Kone, east of the stream, and Prapaik Tan. His job was to steal money because he was a robber. He would not hesitate to assault women who were picking vegetables, gathering firewood, or drawing water. He was a rapist.

It is a disgrace for a patriotic soldier like Lieutenant Colonel to face such a vile creature and draw his sword.

However, he will inevitably have to be disciplined.

The small village of Chaung Phyu, which was quiet under the cover of night, was about to disappear under the sound of horse hooves.

The sound of horse hooves grew louder and louder. However, the sound of horse hooves faded away and gradually became distant. The sound of horse hooves disappeared, and the small village of Chaung Phyu was silent and peaceful under the night sky.