Yea, another chapter, me happy. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as I will. Blah blah blah same thing now LET'S GET ONTO THE STORY!

(Ling Tong: my turn, MY TURN!)

Not yet, you still need to make fun of Gan Ning.

(Gen Ning: I heard that.)

There's more where that came from.

Disclaimer: KOEI owns Dynasty Warriors. How many times must I repeat this?

Chapter 11: Broken Spirit

By the time Lu Xun fully recovered, it was too late. The dark and damp dungeon started to mess with his mind. He wondered if he was ever going to get out of there. Even a master strategist like him couldn't think of a way to escape. Guards were positioned outside of his cell and the walls were made of rock.

Not much that I can do here.

Scars shone all over his body from the various beatings and lashing that he has regularly gotten, supervised by Sima Yi. Lu Xun frantically tried to think of a way out, but all seemed lost. It was either to try and escape and die trying or wait till reinforcements come and still risk his death. Either way, the road ahead would be perilous.

"Lunch time!" a guard called out while bringing a plate consisting only of bread to Lu Xun's cell. As the guard approached the cell door, the guards unlocked it and escorted the other man inside. Lu Xun kept his head down the whole time, not wanting to acknowledge their presence.

In a soft clatter, the plate dropped to the floor in front of Lu Xun. "You know, we don't have to feed you?" one of the guards chuckled then the other two started to laugh. "What, not even a thank you? Lord Sima Yi would be pretty upset with your attitude. He could easily dispose of you and you wouldn't be able to do a thing."

Without thinking, the enraged general sprung his head up, anger showing on his scornful face. Being stuck in the territory of Wei was bad enough for him and the insults made everything worse.

"I guess you generals are not that tough after all. I mean, look how easily you were captured. I bet you didn't even put up a fight."

"Shut up!" Lu Xun yelled out, his pride hurt and spirit on fire. He struggled to get out of the chains binding him, but to no effect. Tears welled in his eyes at his embarrassment and anger.

"Crying now? How unbecoming. I'm not even sure why Wu wanted you to be one of their officers. Probably it was pity that made them accept you," the guard continued to taunt. In a sudden enlightenment, Lu Xun's rage disappeared. The guard went on with his insults.

"Just face it. Wu would be better off without you. Now they have to save you and still watch out for Wei's power." The insults drained Lu Xun's confidence in him at each passing moment. He realized that everyone did not need him for anything. Zhou Yu was a much better strategist and often more adored that Lu Xun. Memories of loneliness and despair flashed through his mind.

"Well, I guess I should leave you to your meal Lord Lu Xun. Oh, please excuse my language, General Lu Xun. Where are my manners? What I want to say is: I should leave you to your meal, maggot," the guard said before heading out the cell door. He laughed maniacally as he slowly left the dungeon room.

Is everything he said true? Am I really a maggot? Am I that useless?

Darkness and despair engulfed Lu Xun and with that, the last hope that he ever had was gone. The two guards positioned at the door unchained Lu Xun before returning to their posts. The broken general sat in his cell, unmoving. Everything seemed to fade away from him, leaving him feeling cold and alone.

Wu doesn't need me.

Night started to creep over the land, but that didn't prevent Da Qiao and her persistence. She hid in a few trees just outside the kingdom of Wu. She resisted the urge to sleep, despite how exhausted she was from the search. Her last hope was entrusted to one of her dear friends. Da Qiao had one of her fans out and ready to attack if trouble would have been included in this dangerous plan.

"Milady," a soft voice called out from behind a tree. After hearing this, Da Qiao was wide awake again. She dropped down from the tree without a sound.

"Den Xian, where are you?" Da Qiao called out to the air. In a moment, a bush rustled beside her and a feminine figure emerged from behind it.

"Why have you called me out so late?" the feminine voice asked while embracing Da Qiao in a hug.

"I have a favor to ask you."

I even surprise myself sometimes evil laughter Anyway, thanks for reading. I know this chapter may not sound that important, but I have something good in store for this event. If you need anything clarified, please tell me. So yeah, review if you guys want to.