Bring Me to Life
By Gingivere the Shadowreaver
**curtains open up, and out pops Gingivere the Shadowreaver, a half cat, half human freak in normal clothing, clothes brought to you by Hot Topicz of course. Lu Xun and Lu Meng hit the gongs in the bg as Zhang He and Zhou Yu throws cherry blossoms in her path**
Gingi: Okay, before I bring you the next thrilling chapter of 'Bring Me to Life', for all those lost and horribly confused, here's a cute little 'BMTL in a Nutshell!'
DW characters: Yay!!!!!
Sima Yi: "We are the Wei, we are foolish and attack the Shu! Lord Cao Cao, we must retreat before my pretty face gets scratched!"
Cao Cao: "Grr! Retreat!"
Zhang He: "So the Wei retreat and some Shu follows, blah blah blah, can I go back to my trailer now?"
Liu Bei: "Ha ha! I will track you down and kill you, Wei scum!"
Ma Chao and Zhao Yun: "We come too."
Lu Xun: "I hate horses, horses scare me, even the slow Pat Se!"
Da Qiao: "Hiiii, where's my sister? I'm with the Wu who are going to help the Shu, but it's a trap by Sima Yi to separate both sides and pit us together; where is Xiao Qiao?"
Zhou Yu: "Hoo ha, worship my sexyness, oh yeah, there's some baddies heading towards Wu, we should investigate."
**Zhou Yu, Lu Xun, and Da Qiao leave**
Liu Bei: "Kill the Wei!"
Zhang He: "I hate running from my enemies... I get so sweaty."
Sima Yi: My make-up's running."
Zhang Liao: "I hate it when they flirt."
Zhou Yu: "I hate complainers."
Gingi: "I HATE PEOPLE WASTING A PAGE WITH THIS STUFF!"
Da Qiao: To make a long story short-
All: TOO LATE!
Da Qiao: Lu Xun gets captured, and Zhou Yu, Zhao Yun, and Da Qiao, me, are tracking down the Wei, w/ Liu Bei, Ma Chao, Taishi Ci, Gan Ning, and Sun Shang Xiang in our mists. Sun Ce and Lu Meng are doing SOMETHING, Zhang He, Sima Yi, Cao Cao, and Lu Xun are heading north and stuff... oh yeah, Zhang Liao and Xiahou Dun are probably going to get mentioned again...
Gingi: THE END! NOW READ!!!
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Lu Xun collapsed to the ground, blood and sweat mingling in a puddle as he gasped frantically to catch his breath. He nearly screamed with joy when Cao Cao ordered for the midday break, and that was the first thing he did when Zhang He came to a stop in front of him. All morning long, the tormenter had kept quickening his pace, making it harder and harder for his prisoner to keep up. And, with no food or water, Lu Xun was already running low on reserves, thanking Cao Cao mentally for the break.
On the other hand, Zhang He had not even broken a sweat, and he sat on a rock, looking at the pitiful Lu Xun in front of him, almost wheezing. It was as sad as it was cute, and he smiled, tugging the ropes a little, instantly getting a reaction. "I think you've been a good boy... I shall remove the thorn collar, but if you start disobeying me again, it goes back on."
He said nothing as Zhang He kept his word, slowly and carefully removing the thorns from his torn up neck. He was so relieved, to be able to lift his hands and feel the skin of his throat again, without fear of those horrible thorns, and he wasn't afraid to let it show, not liking how much blood had stained his fingers when he withdrew them from his throat.
"Somebody get some water for the prisoner!" Zhang He ordered, seeing how exhausted Lu Xun was. He had practically ignored him throughout the entire walk, occupying himself with thoughts of getting Sima Yi's favor again and trying to get the boy to give out information. He wasn't that keen of torture methods, but it was a good excuse to keep him with him. "Get the prisoner some water; he's no use to us dehydrated."
The closest soldier nodded, saluting before running off to obey the command. Zhang He then brought a hand to Lu Xun's chin and nearly got his fingers ripped off. The bite drew blood, but it was nothing serious, as Zhang He gripped his hair, forcing him to look up at him. He could see the slight pain in those dark brown eyes, but hatred quickly overcame them, daring to stare back into Zhang He's own.
"Brave thing, to bite me." He gave his hair a yank, pain replacing the bitter hatred for a split second. "You should like me; I've spared your life, and it appears I will have to spare it again."
Lu Xun's unasked question was answered, as Cao Cao walked by, crossing his arms as he looked down at the prisoner. Lu Xun did not look at him, turning away just as Zhang He released him. He heard Cao Cao's deadly words, forcing himself to hold his tongue. "Do you know this territory, boy? Where is the closest village?"
Still, Lu Xun kept his gaze turned away from him, and Cao Cao sneered. Lu Xun instantly recognized this territory; it was northern Wu, a place he knew well. If he looked towards Cao Cao's direction, he could see the open fields, and if he had the eyes of an eagle, he could see the wooden wall, outlining a village.
He said nothing, for he knew what Cao Cao was going to do. Invade the village, take refuge there, perhaps even plunder. It was putting those innocents there at risk if they refused, and he wouldn't allow it. Not at his own village, the same village he grew up in.
Zhang He made a movement, grabbing the thorn collar again. Not even that would get him to talk; he'd rather sleep in the river then say a word. Cao Cao spoke again as Zhang He slipped it gently over his hand, being extra careful not to scratch his soft face. "I know you know this territory; there's a small village here, but it is not on the maps."
"What if I don't know?" Lu Xun asked, almost smirking as the collar slipped back on his neck, its unpleasant touch pricking his open wounds. "You confuse me with someone who's been everywhere..."
"No, but I know you've been raised around here." Cao Cao grinned when Lu Xun looked up at him, his eyes wide. He turned to leave, "Make sure he gets enough food and water to stay alive, then bring him to me."
"Yes, my Lord."
When Cao Cao left, a soldier had arrived with a flask, handing it to Zhang He before leaving. Glancing at the angered prisoner, Zhang He uncorked it, taking a sip for himself before gripping the rope, motioning Lu Xun to hold out his hand. He refused, so he tugged the rope, pouring some into his open mouth as he gave a cry. Before Lu Xun could spit it back out, Zhang He quickly placed a hand over his mouth, growling lowly, "Swallow..."
And he did, rather reluctantly. It felt good to have fresh water run down his throat, but he showed no signs of relief, only anger as Zhang He wanted him to drink more. "I don't wish to be cruel to you, but if it comes to making your life a living Hell to get you to drink, then so be it."
"I'll drink when I feel like it..." Lu Xun sneered. "To drink your water is to catch a disease... do not try to fool me with your generosity. I may be young, but I'm not stupid."
"Stupid, no... but you lack common sense."
Lu Xun turned away as Zhang He ordered an archer to slay a foul. Now he was going to make him eat, and he bit his lips, not even wanting to see how he would do that. Yes, food sounded nice...
"I see it in your eyes... you prefer your foul well over an open flame."
"You know nothing of me, and I wish to keep it that way." Lu Xun growled, sitting cross-legged and crossing his arms, turning his nose up and away, almost smiling. He realized how bratty he must have looked, hoping to see an agitated look on his face. Instead, to his dismay, he saw the suggestible man, resting his chin on his hands, eyeing him with strange amusement. He snapped, but it did not shatter that artful grin, "And do not look at me that way. I find it hard to cooperate with your demands if you make me feel... uncomfortable."
There was a long moment of silence, before Zhang He broke into laughter. Many soldiers stopped to look at him, turning their heads as he hit the grass, pounding one hand on the ground. Lu Xun had long since backed away, gazing upon him with eyes wide with confusion. It lasted a few more seconds, before the Wei officer rolled onto his belly, facing the confused Lu Xun with a now giddy expression. "Do I really make you feel that way? Do I? Be completely honest, young one; do I make you feel so insecure?"
How was he to answer? Answer truthfully, and he would give him the advantage. Or take back what he said, only to be proven wrong. Pinned either way... "Yes."
Then Zhang He's laughter subsided, his tone low, almost fearing if anyone else heard him. "You seem to distant yourself from others, almost as if you wish to avoid your own kind as much as you avoid me. Why do you do this, Lu Xun?"
"I... I fail to see how this will get Wu information out of me," Lu Xun could not look at the eyes, so he went back, to gaze in the opposite direction of the village. He could still feel his eyes gazing upon him, and he snorted. "I will tell you the location of the nearest village, as long as you promise no harm will come to its villagers. We will only stay for the night, then leave them swiftly."
"I will do what I can; I cannot change Cao Cao's mind alone, but for a cute little face like that, I shall try."
Blushing, Lu Xun snapped, "Stop that...I thought you belonged to Sima Yi..."
From a short distance, the Wei strategist looked back when he heard his name, and he could see the way Zhang He, HIS Zhang He, looked at the prisoner. He waited for Zhang He's reply, as the man did not seem to notice him. "I always have a place in my heart for Sima Yi, otherwise, why would I request to work under his wing? Oh, silly me, to talk about such personal things while Lord Cao Cao awaits. I do hope that archer returns soon; you look like you haven't eaten in a good long week."
'Quite, stomach...' Lu Xun narrowed his eyes, feeling defeated. However, if he was correct, that village had an army waiting there, an army always on patrol. Chances were they were already spotted by now and they were already preparing themselves for their arrival. Not with flowers or gongs of celebration, but more with arrows and soldiers. 'We shall eat later... much later...'
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"Another sword!"
Da Qiao's cry was loud, and she nearly fell off her horse when the two officers gave a roaring 'sshhhhhh', motioning her to be silent. She did just that, quietly leaning over and pulling the second sword from the ground. It was caked in bloody, and she only wondered if it was Lu Xun's own blood. She quickly disregarded the thought, placing the sword with its twin before looking over towards Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu.
"Luck must definitely be shining its smile upon us today..." She heard Zhou Yu say, a grin coming across his face, as if to formulate a plan. "Now would be the best moment to attack, but we're horribly outnumbered."
"And the risk of harming Lu Xun is there as well." Zhao Yun nodded. "Perhaps we should pick them off one by one, a hit and run attack. They know what we're coming for."
Da Qiao had guessed they found the enemy troops. Zhou Yu was a quick thinker, hoping off his horse and beginning to draw a small map in the dirt, using his sword. "We need to stay away from the general area of Lu Xun; if they know we're close, they will probably use him against us, as a hostage. The rear is the weakest spot, and by the time they realize they're under attack, we'll retreat back into the woods."
The Little Dragon looked slightly hesitant, and he asked, not wanting to second-guess him. "Lord Cao Cao is with them; shouldn't we worry about him?"
"He'll be at the front; he always is, just as Sima Yi often takes the rear. I've had many battles with them."
"As did I. Cao Cao will expect an assault from the rear; why do you think he is traveling so fast?" Zhao Yun pushed the issue, grabbing his spear and marking along the map. "He knows someone, whether it's us or the vengeful Wu or Shu army, is trailing them."
Looking up at him, Zhou Yu controlled his anger. He didn't really care right now; all he cared about was getting Lu Xun back in safe hands, and whether he had to fight one soldier or the entire army, he was GOING to bring Lu Xun back alive. He asked, "What do you suggest? They will not rest for long."
The Shu officer pointed the edge of his spear to the right top side of the small map engraved in the dirt, drawing an X there. "While my troops attack from the rear, you will make your run there, try to distract Cao Cao and his troops there. Can the girl fight well?"
When she heard, this, Da Qiao's face reddened, and she huffed, "I fight just as well as Lu Xun can!"
"Trust me on that; she actually defeated him in a fencing match once." Zhou Yu chuckled, remembering that moment very well. He did not want to mention the fact that Lu Xun, trapped in his land of morals, could not bring himself to strike a lady, and indeed had let her win. However, she had still put up an excellent fight, so it was well worth mentioning. "Da Qiao, you and your forces take the east; there's a slight rise there, snipe as many as you can. If they discover your position, quickly retreat. We cannot afford any casualties."
She nodded, "Yes, sir."
Zhao Yun approved of this plan, and he learned against his spear, "Where shall we meet when it's over?"
"If my memory serves me correct, there is a village nearby." Zhou Yu turned to Da Qiao, and she suddenly remembered, nodding to correct him. "Wujun... It is a small village, surrounded by a large wooden wall. If you get there after us, just state your business and they will allow you refuge. Ask for us and someone should direct you to us."
He nodded, holding his hand out, gripping the already outstretched hand of Zhou Yu's. "May luck keep shining on us."
"We may not save him today, but it will weaken their defenses until Liu Bei and Taishi Ci arrive." He gave another squeeze before they parted, getting back to their horses and going their separate ways. Zhou Yu gripped his sword, removing it from its sheath where it slept, patiently waiting for more blood to be added to its hungry blade. He was out to get revenge, and he was going to kill as many Wei soldiers as possible. He wanted to make a statement to Zhang He, to Sima Yi, to Lord Cao Cao, to tell them exactly who to fear. And to Lu Xun, to give him hope.
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A Wei soldier, when away from the wars and battles, was like any other person, and when they found time off, they often enjoyed to laze around, talk with fellow soldiers. They liked to talk about random things, like what they played to do after the war was over. Some would laugh at this; as long as Cao Cao's enemies were Liu Bei and the Sun family, this war would never end. And they already knew that many of them weren't even going to make it halfway there...
But one never really liked to look at the downside of things; they knew it would effect their moral and their battles. So this young soldier just laid about on the ground, letting the sun's warm rays tan his skin. He had removed his armor, throwing the heavy leather aside, enjoying the grass underneath his skin.
If he were no lazing about, he would have noticed the group of soldiers that were gathering just beyond the edge of the woods. They were many yards away, but it did not matter. Even when he heard the thundering hooves, it was too late, as his head was sliced cleanly off by a spear's blade.
It was then the shout lifted into the air, but it was cut short as the man met with the same spear, screaming as it passed through his gut. By that time, the rest of Zhao Yun's troops had arrived, and panic seemed to rise as the plan began with a start, five soldiers lying dead before a man finally shouted the warning to the closest officer. "Shu attack from the South!"
'Good... now, Da Qiao, Zhou Yu, hold your positions...'
Da Qiao was well prepared, waiting for the word to spread upwards, slowly getting to the front as soldiers grabbed their resting weapons, becoming aware of the assault. From where her troops were, she could clearly see Xiahou Dun, and she nodded, finding her target. "Take out General Xiahou Dun's men; aim for the heads and neck."
They loaded their bows, reeling back as Da Qiao did the same. She took aim for the general's head, and she gave the command. "Fire!"
A volley of arrows sent most of his troops to the floor dead, but the only archer to miss their target was Da Qiao, as the aware General with one eyes quickly dodged his head. Xiahou Dun looked down at his twenty dead soldiers, seeing the other thirty looking around with confusion, and cursing, he gave the command, "Find the archers! Get out of the open you fools!"
As soldiers lined up, more had fallen, an arrow taking their lives. It had given away the archer's position, and he grabbed his sword. "The hill to the East!"
'Caught...' Da Qiao reloaded her bow, once again taking aim to the General's head. "One more round, then back into the woods. Take out as many as you can!"
The remaining soldiers and their General charged up the hill, slowing down and giving the archers the time to reload. When they released, seven more men met their fate before they began their planned retreat into the woodlands. The Wu had the advantage here; horses could not run through these woods, and the soldiers could easily be separated. Da Qiao nodded, looking back to see an enraged Xiahou Dun running over the hills now, and dashed into the woods after her soldiers, making sure each of them had made it safely first.
'Your turn, Zhou Yu.'
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Zhang He heard the shouting just as Sima Yi had, and they were well prepared. As Sima Yi readied troops to retaliate, Zhang He grabbing the rope, forcing his prisoner into standing position. "Surround and guard the prisoner, find Lord Cao Cao!"
"How could they find us so quickly?" Sima Yi growled, throwing a soldier forward before grabbing his sword. That was then he noticed the missing items, and he bellowed, waving his sword angrily at Zhang He. "The rat left a trail! He led them right to us!"
"Xiahou Dun's troops have chased the enemy forces to the East," a soldier shouted, before laying to rest, relieving a arrow stuck in his back.
Zhang He could see Lu Xun's smile light up his face, but he ignored it, for now. Quickly placing on his claws, he searched the area just as Cao Cao had arrived, just as enraged as his strategist was. He grabbed a hold of the rope, yanking it roughly and letting Lu Xun's pain-filled cry lift into the air before shouting. "Cowards! What honor is it if you do not show yourselves in battle? I have what you want right here; come and pry him from my hands, demons!"
As Lu Xun writhed upon the ground, desperately trying to loosen the thorn's grip, a soldier shouted, pointing to the charging 'demon'. Cao Cao had turned, expecting an army, but nearly laughed when it only appeared to be a lone rider, his long sword held out horizontally, slaying any soldier that dared tried to stop him. "Zhou Yu... Wu's other strategist. I thought you were suppose to be scholars, yet you rush the front line alone?!"
Zhou Yu could not hear his words, slicing again as another soldier fell to his blade. These were mere dogs compared to him, jumping, trying to obey their masters will, even if it led to their deaths. He rather admired soldiers, but he shared no feelings for these. And he would show even less sympathy for the clawed officer that now stood but a few feet away from him, standing at the ready. He was almost posing, daring him to come closer; in his blind rage, he would have done that.
However, his horse swerved at the last minute, nearly throwing him off as it dodged Zhang He's attack. Then, it ran back where it came from. Angered that he missed, Zhang He went to follow, but Sima Yi's sword blocked him, giving a simple shake of the head. "Follow him and this place will be your resting ground."
Still angered, Zhang He nodded, lowering his defense as Zhou Yu turned, growling to see it wasn't working quite as he hoped. He could see Lu Xun, probably unconscious now at Cao Cao's feet, and he turned his horse back around, holding his sword out again. Cao Cao smiled at this, tugging the rope once again. "He's furious; does he really think he stands a chance?"
'Zhou Yu, what the HELL are you DOING?!' The choking prisoner had not strength to shout the words, and he could see his face, so full of rage. 'Don't let your anger blind you, dammit!'
He gave another cry, and Zhou Yu's anger only grew. "ZHANG HE!!!!!!"
Hearing his name, Zhang He only smiled, pushing aside Sima Yi's sword and preparing himself, trying to draw the officer closer. He would look into those eyes and see nothing but bitter hatred, and he welcomed that. True emotions were always so beautiful to his eyes. He shouted back, "Face me, Zhou Yu!"
"Don't be foolish-" Sima Yi warned him, actual concern rising from his voice.
But Zhang He ignored it, and he pushed Sima Yi out of the way as Zhou Yu flew off his horse, crashing the sword upon his opponent. The golden claws met the sheer metal, letting its loud clang rise into the air, and their battle started. Nobody jumped in, allowing the two to have a one on one fight, the Wei soldiers surrounding them and rooting for their Zhang He. They met blow for blow, bouncing back and blocking the other's attack.
"Good work, Zhang He..." Cao Cao nodded, and he looked down upon their captive, seeing as he watched the battle as well. The rope had loosened greatly, allowing him some relief. "Now watch at another officer falls; this was a foolish, foolish plan."
But Lu Xun could only smile, knowing that Cao Cao had not realized how much damage he was taking in exactly. He almost laughed, but he did nothing, trying to shout to Zhou Yu. His voice would not allow it, and he knew that would distract him. So, he held his tongue, watching with mild interesting, praying that Zhou Yu would come up victorious...
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Zhao Yun lost track of how many soldiers he had killed alone, and he couldn't even think of counting for his own troops. To him, this was almost too easy, and now he wondered how the other two were doing, as he couldn't see any enemy forces rushing to the back. Either something went wrong, or Zhou Yu was doing TOO much of a good job.
"Finish the soldiers here, then charge at Zhou Yu's position!" He shouted to his men, swiftly counting, seeing no casualties. He then took off, quickly rushing ahead. He had faith in his men, enough to leave them to deal with the back. He had a feeling he was needed elsewhere, and his first thoughts were to check on Da Qiao, however, seeing as the troops were now rushing towards the front, he then figured that he was needed there.
Da Qiao did not need help at all, and she fended well, setting up her bow again to slay another unsuspecting soldier. So far, she hadn't lost a bodyguard, but what was wounded, unable to dodge Xiahou Dun's sword. And she could see the man with the single eye, slowly heading towards her, his sword at the ready.
She grabbed her last arrow, deciding to take one last shot at him before standing her ground. When the arrow flew, it had a perfect aim, but hit the wrong man, as Xiahou Dun's last bodyguard took the arrow to the heart. She cursed, dropping her bow and grabbing her fans as the General now marched through the thicket, his great sword at the ready. They stared at one another, each one not backing down. Xiahou Dun nodded, "To think... a Maiden taking out my entire troops..."
On the other hand, Da Qiao said nothing, dropping one of her fans to grasp one of Lu Xun's sabers. Xiahou Dun stood ready, being the first to strike. She knocked the great sword away with the saber, giving a slash of her own. When he would attack, she'd use either the sword to knock the blade away, or the fan as a shield, getting a cut in. He was too strong for her, but she was too fast for him.
As he swung, she quickly ducked, allowing his sword to get stuck within the trunk of the nearby tree. Then, she lunged forward, hoping to stab the saber right through his gut, but he barely moved, giving a grunt as the blade tore through his flank. By the time he removed his sword, she had lost her balance, falling to the floor of the forest, dropping the saber. He saw the opportunity, swerving around his large sword.
From the distance, Lu Xun could hear her cry, and he jolted up, looking towards the east. "Da Qiao?! DA QIAO!"
Xiahou Dun gave a laughed, seeing the blood that stained her sleeve. He had only struck her in the arm; she was quick enough to avoid the deathblow, and she had brought up her fan to block the attack, but it had shattered instantly. And now Da Qiao sat on the forest floor, holding her bleeding arm and looking up at him, a look of pain and defiance in her dark brown eyes. "Too bad you belong to the Wu... I would have loved to have had you for my wife."
"Go to Hell, one-eyed toad..." She spat, wincing, waiting for the deathblow. 'Lu Xun, I'm sorry...'
However, it did not come, and Xiahou Yun turned to see her bodyguards, each one surrounding them with their arrows aimed directly at him. They only awaited her order; he sneered, "Looks like you win this one, Maiden... but I promise you, we will meet again, and I will have your pretty little head as a trophy for killing my soldiers."
One soldier fired, but it ricocheted off of the sword, flying into a tree as Xiahou Dun retreated hastily. Da Qiao cursed as her men helped her up, one tending to her wound. "It's not too bad... just need to stop the bleeding."
"Will you be alright, Lady Qiao?"
She nodded, whistling for her horse. "I'll live... our part of the plan is over, so let's ride to Wujun..."
One of her bodyguards asked as he helped her onto the steed. "What about the others?"
"I have faith in them... it'll take the entire army to stop Zhou Yu in his state, and Zhao Yun can fend for himself." She was sure of it, and as her soldiers gathered her broken fan and the fallen saber, they quickly made their way towards the village. She looked back once or twice, but felt no regrets; she knew they were going to be alright, and that was what gave her the strength to continue with the plan. "The forces at Wujun know Lu Xun well; they will rise against Lord Cao Cao once they realize he is his prisoner."
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The fight had gone on much longer than Zhou Yu would have expected, but he wasn't complaining. He had heard rumors of Zhang He's incredible fighting skills and ability to keep a cool head during an intense battle, and, as he knocked aside the claws, he discovered these rumors to be very true. Not once had his smile wavered, nor had his strength and determination to stay alive. He knew he could see his hatred, and he often tried to use it against him, but Zhou Yu was also known for his patience.
Zhang He slashed again, missing as his opponent swerved to the side, allowing him to hit nothing but air. Zhou Yu had the slight disadvantage, as when one of Zhang He's claws struck, the other was quick to follow, while he had but one sword to combat with. But neither man could keep a strong hold onto the offense, it going back and forth constantly.
And the soldiers were indeed a distraction, but to both men. Zhou Yu found it hard to block them out, trying to concentrate on the fighter ahead of him, as Zhang He did his best not to gloat, trying to complete the same hard task that his opponent was. They were practically equally matched, much to both their dismay and delight.
"Slay him General!"
"You can do it!"
Sima Yi watched the fight, not realizing he was gnawing on his sleeves in his excitement. Anxiety pulsed through him, and he looked back at the grinning Cao Cao, hoping he would give the command already and have the soldiers attack already. What if Zhang He lost?!
It could easily go either way, and that was what worried him. 'Curses...'
And what made matters worse, he could see Zhao Yun riding towards them, spear at the ready. He shouted the warning, directing it more towards Cao Cao then to Zhang He. "A Shu officer is coming!"
Cao Cao turned to the Little Dragon, pulling Lu Xun close as he grabbed his sword. "Is he alone?"
"His troops are behind him, most likely..."
Then Cao Cao, taking the advantage he had at his feet and lifting the rope high, now using the thorn collar as a noose. Zhou Yu froze at the cry, allowing his enemy to get a hit, tearing off his sleeve. The cry was overwhelmed by Cao Cao's booming voice, stopping Zhao Yu dead in his tracks. "A Shu officer, coming to the rescue of this man, an officer of the Wu? Have you changed sides, Zhao Yun?"
Zhao Yun sneered, backing up a bit, trying to avoid looking at the distressed officer in Cao Cao's clutches. "It does not matter... for soon, you and your entire army will meet your fate. You will wish you would have never set hands upon him, nor any soldier of Wu and Shu."
"We'll see about that..." Cao Cao gave a smug look, stepping aside as a row of archers revealed themselves. "Kill them both."
When they released their arrows, Zhao Yun did the first thing that came to his mind, falling to the side and slapping the horse harshly on the rear. It bellowed, a few arrows driving into his flank, but it obeyed its master, charging the unsuspecting Wei soldiers that formed a circle around Zhou Yu. The Wu strategist quickly grabbing onto the reigns, hanging from one side as Zhao Yun rode on the other, practically side-saddling on the mad limping horse, arrows at their heels.
"Don't let them escape!" They heard Cao Cao shout, and Zhou Yu looked back, pointing his sword at Zhang He as they disappeared into the woodlands, giving him a deadly glare. He would return... and the next time, they were going to leave with Lu Xun in their grasps.
"We'll be back, Lu Xun! Don't sleep a wink, Lord Cao Cao! Look left, look right! We'll be there! MARK MY WORDS!" Zhou Yu's shout echoed, leaving the blood stained fields as planned. Zhang He looked back at Lu Xun, who once again laid on the floor of the ground, choking up blood as he tried to regain his breath. This battle was far, far from over.
By Gingivere the Shadowreaver
**curtains open up, and out pops Gingivere the Shadowreaver, a half cat, half human freak in normal clothing, clothes brought to you by Hot Topicz of course. Lu Xun and Lu Meng hit the gongs in the bg as Zhang He and Zhou Yu throws cherry blossoms in her path**
Gingi: Okay, before I bring you the next thrilling chapter of 'Bring Me to Life', for all those lost and horribly confused, here's a cute little 'BMTL in a Nutshell!'
DW characters: Yay!!!!!
Sima Yi: "We are the Wei, we are foolish and attack the Shu! Lord Cao Cao, we must retreat before my pretty face gets scratched!"
Cao Cao: "Grr! Retreat!"
Zhang He: "So the Wei retreat and some Shu follows, blah blah blah, can I go back to my trailer now?"
Liu Bei: "Ha ha! I will track you down and kill you, Wei scum!"
Ma Chao and Zhao Yun: "We come too."
Lu Xun: "I hate horses, horses scare me, even the slow Pat Se!"
Da Qiao: "Hiiii, where's my sister? I'm with the Wu who are going to help the Shu, but it's a trap by Sima Yi to separate both sides and pit us together; where is Xiao Qiao?"
Zhou Yu: "Hoo ha, worship my sexyness, oh yeah, there's some baddies heading towards Wu, we should investigate."
**Zhou Yu, Lu Xun, and Da Qiao leave**
Liu Bei: "Kill the Wei!"
Zhang He: "I hate running from my enemies... I get so sweaty."
Sima Yi: My make-up's running."
Zhang Liao: "I hate it when they flirt."
Zhou Yu: "I hate complainers."
Gingi: "I HATE PEOPLE WASTING A PAGE WITH THIS STUFF!"
Da Qiao: To make a long story short-
All: TOO LATE!
Da Qiao: Lu Xun gets captured, and Zhou Yu, Zhao Yun, and Da Qiao, me, are tracking down the Wei, w/ Liu Bei, Ma Chao, Taishi Ci, Gan Ning, and Sun Shang Xiang in our mists. Sun Ce and Lu Meng are doing SOMETHING, Zhang He, Sima Yi, Cao Cao, and Lu Xun are heading north and stuff... oh yeah, Zhang Liao and Xiahou Dun are probably going to get mentioned again...
Gingi: THE END! NOW READ!!!
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Lu Xun collapsed to the ground, blood and sweat mingling in a puddle as he gasped frantically to catch his breath. He nearly screamed with joy when Cao Cao ordered for the midday break, and that was the first thing he did when Zhang He came to a stop in front of him. All morning long, the tormenter had kept quickening his pace, making it harder and harder for his prisoner to keep up. And, with no food or water, Lu Xun was already running low on reserves, thanking Cao Cao mentally for the break.
On the other hand, Zhang He had not even broken a sweat, and he sat on a rock, looking at the pitiful Lu Xun in front of him, almost wheezing. It was as sad as it was cute, and he smiled, tugging the ropes a little, instantly getting a reaction. "I think you've been a good boy... I shall remove the thorn collar, but if you start disobeying me again, it goes back on."
He said nothing as Zhang He kept his word, slowly and carefully removing the thorns from his torn up neck. He was so relieved, to be able to lift his hands and feel the skin of his throat again, without fear of those horrible thorns, and he wasn't afraid to let it show, not liking how much blood had stained his fingers when he withdrew them from his throat.
"Somebody get some water for the prisoner!" Zhang He ordered, seeing how exhausted Lu Xun was. He had practically ignored him throughout the entire walk, occupying himself with thoughts of getting Sima Yi's favor again and trying to get the boy to give out information. He wasn't that keen of torture methods, but it was a good excuse to keep him with him. "Get the prisoner some water; he's no use to us dehydrated."
The closest soldier nodded, saluting before running off to obey the command. Zhang He then brought a hand to Lu Xun's chin and nearly got his fingers ripped off. The bite drew blood, but it was nothing serious, as Zhang He gripped his hair, forcing him to look up at him. He could see the slight pain in those dark brown eyes, but hatred quickly overcame them, daring to stare back into Zhang He's own.
"Brave thing, to bite me." He gave his hair a yank, pain replacing the bitter hatred for a split second. "You should like me; I've spared your life, and it appears I will have to spare it again."
Lu Xun's unasked question was answered, as Cao Cao walked by, crossing his arms as he looked down at the prisoner. Lu Xun did not look at him, turning away just as Zhang He released him. He heard Cao Cao's deadly words, forcing himself to hold his tongue. "Do you know this territory, boy? Where is the closest village?"
Still, Lu Xun kept his gaze turned away from him, and Cao Cao sneered. Lu Xun instantly recognized this territory; it was northern Wu, a place he knew well. If he looked towards Cao Cao's direction, he could see the open fields, and if he had the eyes of an eagle, he could see the wooden wall, outlining a village.
He said nothing, for he knew what Cao Cao was going to do. Invade the village, take refuge there, perhaps even plunder. It was putting those innocents there at risk if they refused, and he wouldn't allow it. Not at his own village, the same village he grew up in.
Zhang He made a movement, grabbing the thorn collar again. Not even that would get him to talk; he'd rather sleep in the river then say a word. Cao Cao spoke again as Zhang He slipped it gently over his hand, being extra careful not to scratch his soft face. "I know you know this territory; there's a small village here, but it is not on the maps."
"What if I don't know?" Lu Xun asked, almost smirking as the collar slipped back on his neck, its unpleasant touch pricking his open wounds. "You confuse me with someone who's been everywhere..."
"No, but I know you've been raised around here." Cao Cao grinned when Lu Xun looked up at him, his eyes wide. He turned to leave, "Make sure he gets enough food and water to stay alive, then bring him to me."
"Yes, my Lord."
When Cao Cao left, a soldier had arrived with a flask, handing it to Zhang He before leaving. Glancing at the angered prisoner, Zhang He uncorked it, taking a sip for himself before gripping the rope, motioning Lu Xun to hold out his hand. He refused, so he tugged the rope, pouring some into his open mouth as he gave a cry. Before Lu Xun could spit it back out, Zhang He quickly placed a hand over his mouth, growling lowly, "Swallow..."
And he did, rather reluctantly. It felt good to have fresh water run down his throat, but he showed no signs of relief, only anger as Zhang He wanted him to drink more. "I don't wish to be cruel to you, but if it comes to making your life a living Hell to get you to drink, then so be it."
"I'll drink when I feel like it..." Lu Xun sneered. "To drink your water is to catch a disease... do not try to fool me with your generosity. I may be young, but I'm not stupid."
"Stupid, no... but you lack common sense."
Lu Xun turned away as Zhang He ordered an archer to slay a foul. Now he was going to make him eat, and he bit his lips, not even wanting to see how he would do that. Yes, food sounded nice...
"I see it in your eyes... you prefer your foul well over an open flame."
"You know nothing of me, and I wish to keep it that way." Lu Xun growled, sitting cross-legged and crossing his arms, turning his nose up and away, almost smiling. He realized how bratty he must have looked, hoping to see an agitated look on his face. Instead, to his dismay, he saw the suggestible man, resting his chin on his hands, eyeing him with strange amusement. He snapped, but it did not shatter that artful grin, "And do not look at me that way. I find it hard to cooperate with your demands if you make me feel... uncomfortable."
There was a long moment of silence, before Zhang He broke into laughter. Many soldiers stopped to look at him, turning their heads as he hit the grass, pounding one hand on the ground. Lu Xun had long since backed away, gazing upon him with eyes wide with confusion. It lasted a few more seconds, before the Wei officer rolled onto his belly, facing the confused Lu Xun with a now giddy expression. "Do I really make you feel that way? Do I? Be completely honest, young one; do I make you feel so insecure?"
How was he to answer? Answer truthfully, and he would give him the advantage. Or take back what he said, only to be proven wrong. Pinned either way... "Yes."
Then Zhang He's laughter subsided, his tone low, almost fearing if anyone else heard him. "You seem to distant yourself from others, almost as if you wish to avoid your own kind as much as you avoid me. Why do you do this, Lu Xun?"
"I... I fail to see how this will get Wu information out of me," Lu Xun could not look at the eyes, so he went back, to gaze in the opposite direction of the village. He could still feel his eyes gazing upon him, and he snorted. "I will tell you the location of the nearest village, as long as you promise no harm will come to its villagers. We will only stay for the night, then leave them swiftly."
"I will do what I can; I cannot change Cao Cao's mind alone, but for a cute little face like that, I shall try."
Blushing, Lu Xun snapped, "Stop that...I thought you belonged to Sima Yi..."
From a short distance, the Wei strategist looked back when he heard his name, and he could see the way Zhang He, HIS Zhang He, looked at the prisoner. He waited for Zhang He's reply, as the man did not seem to notice him. "I always have a place in my heart for Sima Yi, otherwise, why would I request to work under his wing? Oh, silly me, to talk about such personal things while Lord Cao Cao awaits. I do hope that archer returns soon; you look like you haven't eaten in a good long week."
'Quite, stomach...' Lu Xun narrowed his eyes, feeling defeated. However, if he was correct, that village had an army waiting there, an army always on patrol. Chances were they were already spotted by now and they were already preparing themselves for their arrival. Not with flowers or gongs of celebration, but more with arrows and soldiers. 'We shall eat later... much later...'
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"Another sword!"
Da Qiao's cry was loud, and she nearly fell off her horse when the two officers gave a roaring 'sshhhhhh', motioning her to be silent. She did just that, quietly leaning over and pulling the second sword from the ground. It was caked in bloody, and she only wondered if it was Lu Xun's own blood. She quickly disregarded the thought, placing the sword with its twin before looking over towards Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu.
"Luck must definitely be shining its smile upon us today..." She heard Zhou Yu say, a grin coming across his face, as if to formulate a plan. "Now would be the best moment to attack, but we're horribly outnumbered."
"And the risk of harming Lu Xun is there as well." Zhao Yun nodded. "Perhaps we should pick them off one by one, a hit and run attack. They know what we're coming for."
Da Qiao had guessed they found the enemy troops. Zhou Yu was a quick thinker, hoping off his horse and beginning to draw a small map in the dirt, using his sword. "We need to stay away from the general area of Lu Xun; if they know we're close, they will probably use him against us, as a hostage. The rear is the weakest spot, and by the time they realize they're under attack, we'll retreat back into the woods."
The Little Dragon looked slightly hesitant, and he asked, not wanting to second-guess him. "Lord Cao Cao is with them; shouldn't we worry about him?"
"He'll be at the front; he always is, just as Sima Yi often takes the rear. I've had many battles with them."
"As did I. Cao Cao will expect an assault from the rear; why do you think he is traveling so fast?" Zhao Yun pushed the issue, grabbing his spear and marking along the map. "He knows someone, whether it's us or the vengeful Wu or Shu army, is trailing them."
Looking up at him, Zhou Yu controlled his anger. He didn't really care right now; all he cared about was getting Lu Xun back in safe hands, and whether he had to fight one soldier or the entire army, he was GOING to bring Lu Xun back alive. He asked, "What do you suggest? They will not rest for long."
The Shu officer pointed the edge of his spear to the right top side of the small map engraved in the dirt, drawing an X there. "While my troops attack from the rear, you will make your run there, try to distract Cao Cao and his troops there. Can the girl fight well?"
When she heard, this, Da Qiao's face reddened, and she huffed, "I fight just as well as Lu Xun can!"
"Trust me on that; she actually defeated him in a fencing match once." Zhou Yu chuckled, remembering that moment very well. He did not want to mention the fact that Lu Xun, trapped in his land of morals, could not bring himself to strike a lady, and indeed had let her win. However, she had still put up an excellent fight, so it was well worth mentioning. "Da Qiao, you and your forces take the east; there's a slight rise there, snipe as many as you can. If they discover your position, quickly retreat. We cannot afford any casualties."
She nodded, "Yes, sir."
Zhao Yun approved of this plan, and he learned against his spear, "Where shall we meet when it's over?"
"If my memory serves me correct, there is a village nearby." Zhou Yu turned to Da Qiao, and she suddenly remembered, nodding to correct him. "Wujun... It is a small village, surrounded by a large wooden wall. If you get there after us, just state your business and they will allow you refuge. Ask for us and someone should direct you to us."
He nodded, holding his hand out, gripping the already outstretched hand of Zhou Yu's. "May luck keep shining on us."
"We may not save him today, but it will weaken their defenses until Liu Bei and Taishi Ci arrive." He gave another squeeze before they parted, getting back to their horses and going their separate ways. Zhou Yu gripped his sword, removing it from its sheath where it slept, patiently waiting for more blood to be added to its hungry blade. He was out to get revenge, and he was going to kill as many Wei soldiers as possible. He wanted to make a statement to Zhang He, to Sima Yi, to Lord Cao Cao, to tell them exactly who to fear. And to Lu Xun, to give him hope.
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A Wei soldier, when away from the wars and battles, was like any other person, and when they found time off, they often enjoyed to laze around, talk with fellow soldiers. They liked to talk about random things, like what they played to do after the war was over. Some would laugh at this; as long as Cao Cao's enemies were Liu Bei and the Sun family, this war would never end. And they already knew that many of them weren't even going to make it halfway there...
But one never really liked to look at the downside of things; they knew it would effect their moral and their battles. So this young soldier just laid about on the ground, letting the sun's warm rays tan his skin. He had removed his armor, throwing the heavy leather aside, enjoying the grass underneath his skin.
If he were no lazing about, he would have noticed the group of soldiers that were gathering just beyond the edge of the woods. They were many yards away, but it did not matter. Even when he heard the thundering hooves, it was too late, as his head was sliced cleanly off by a spear's blade.
It was then the shout lifted into the air, but it was cut short as the man met with the same spear, screaming as it passed through his gut. By that time, the rest of Zhao Yun's troops had arrived, and panic seemed to rise as the plan began with a start, five soldiers lying dead before a man finally shouted the warning to the closest officer. "Shu attack from the South!"
'Good... now, Da Qiao, Zhou Yu, hold your positions...'
Da Qiao was well prepared, waiting for the word to spread upwards, slowly getting to the front as soldiers grabbed their resting weapons, becoming aware of the assault. From where her troops were, she could clearly see Xiahou Dun, and she nodded, finding her target. "Take out General Xiahou Dun's men; aim for the heads and neck."
They loaded their bows, reeling back as Da Qiao did the same. She took aim for the general's head, and she gave the command. "Fire!"
A volley of arrows sent most of his troops to the floor dead, but the only archer to miss their target was Da Qiao, as the aware General with one eyes quickly dodged his head. Xiahou Dun looked down at his twenty dead soldiers, seeing the other thirty looking around with confusion, and cursing, he gave the command, "Find the archers! Get out of the open you fools!"
As soldiers lined up, more had fallen, an arrow taking their lives. It had given away the archer's position, and he grabbed his sword. "The hill to the East!"
'Caught...' Da Qiao reloaded her bow, once again taking aim to the General's head. "One more round, then back into the woods. Take out as many as you can!"
The remaining soldiers and their General charged up the hill, slowing down and giving the archers the time to reload. When they released, seven more men met their fate before they began their planned retreat into the woodlands. The Wu had the advantage here; horses could not run through these woods, and the soldiers could easily be separated. Da Qiao nodded, looking back to see an enraged Xiahou Dun running over the hills now, and dashed into the woods after her soldiers, making sure each of them had made it safely first.
'Your turn, Zhou Yu.'
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Zhang He heard the shouting just as Sima Yi had, and they were well prepared. As Sima Yi readied troops to retaliate, Zhang He grabbing the rope, forcing his prisoner into standing position. "Surround and guard the prisoner, find Lord Cao Cao!"
"How could they find us so quickly?" Sima Yi growled, throwing a soldier forward before grabbing his sword. That was then he noticed the missing items, and he bellowed, waving his sword angrily at Zhang He. "The rat left a trail! He led them right to us!"
"Xiahou Dun's troops have chased the enemy forces to the East," a soldier shouted, before laying to rest, relieving a arrow stuck in his back.
Zhang He could see Lu Xun's smile light up his face, but he ignored it, for now. Quickly placing on his claws, he searched the area just as Cao Cao had arrived, just as enraged as his strategist was. He grabbed a hold of the rope, yanking it roughly and letting Lu Xun's pain-filled cry lift into the air before shouting. "Cowards! What honor is it if you do not show yourselves in battle? I have what you want right here; come and pry him from my hands, demons!"
As Lu Xun writhed upon the ground, desperately trying to loosen the thorn's grip, a soldier shouted, pointing to the charging 'demon'. Cao Cao had turned, expecting an army, but nearly laughed when it only appeared to be a lone rider, his long sword held out horizontally, slaying any soldier that dared tried to stop him. "Zhou Yu... Wu's other strategist. I thought you were suppose to be scholars, yet you rush the front line alone?!"
Zhou Yu could not hear his words, slicing again as another soldier fell to his blade. These were mere dogs compared to him, jumping, trying to obey their masters will, even if it led to their deaths. He rather admired soldiers, but he shared no feelings for these. And he would show even less sympathy for the clawed officer that now stood but a few feet away from him, standing at the ready. He was almost posing, daring him to come closer; in his blind rage, he would have done that.
However, his horse swerved at the last minute, nearly throwing him off as it dodged Zhang He's attack. Then, it ran back where it came from. Angered that he missed, Zhang He went to follow, but Sima Yi's sword blocked him, giving a simple shake of the head. "Follow him and this place will be your resting ground."
Still angered, Zhang He nodded, lowering his defense as Zhou Yu turned, growling to see it wasn't working quite as he hoped. He could see Lu Xun, probably unconscious now at Cao Cao's feet, and he turned his horse back around, holding his sword out again. Cao Cao smiled at this, tugging the rope once again. "He's furious; does he really think he stands a chance?"
'Zhou Yu, what the HELL are you DOING?!' The choking prisoner had not strength to shout the words, and he could see his face, so full of rage. 'Don't let your anger blind you, dammit!'
He gave another cry, and Zhou Yu's anger only grew. "ZHANG HE!!!!!!"
Hearing his name, Zhang He only smiled, pushing aside Sima Yi's sword and preparing himself, trying to draw the officer closer. He would look into those eyes and see nothing but bitter hatred, and he welcomed that. True emotions were always so beautiful to his eyes. He shouted back, "Face me, Zhou Yu!"
"Don't be foolish-" Sima Yi warned him, actual concern rising from his voice.
But Zhang He ignored it, and he pushed Sima Yi out of the way as Zhou Yu flew off his horse, crashing the sword upon his opponent. The golden claws met the sheer metal, letting its loud clang rise into the air, and their battle started. Nobody jumped in, allowing the two to have a one on one fight, the Wei soldiers surrounding them and rooting for their Zhang He. They met blow for blow, bouncing back and blocking the other's attack.
"Good work, Zhang He..." Cao Cao nodded, and he looked down upon their captive, seeing as he watched the battle as well. The rope had loosened greatly, allowing him some relief. "Now watch at another officer falls; this was a foolish, foolish plan."
But Lu Xun could only smile, knowing that Cao Cao had not realized how much damage he was taking in exactly. He almost laughed, but he did nothing, trying to shout to Zhou Yu. His voice would not allow it, and he knew that would distract him. So, he held his tongue, watching with mild interesting, praying that Zhou Yu would come up victorious...
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Zhao Yun lost track of how many soldiers he had killed alone, and he couldn't even think of counting for his own troops. To him, this was almost too easy, and now he wondered how the other two were doing, as he couldn't see any enemy forces rushing to the back. Either something went wrong, or Zhou Yu was doing TOO much of a good job.
"Finish the soldiers here, then charge at Zhou Yu's position!" He shouted to his men, swiftly counting, seeing no casualties. He then took off, quickly rushing ahead. He had faith in his men, enough to leave them to deal with the back. He had a feeling he was needed elsewhere, and his first thoughts were to check on Da Qiao, however, seeing as the troops were now rushing towards the front, he then figured that he was needed there.
Da Qiao did not need help at all, and she fended well, setting up her bow again to slay another unsuspecting soldier. So far, she hadn't lost a bodyguard, but what was wounded, unable to dodge Xiahou Dun's sword. And she could see the man with the single eye, slowly heading towards her, his sword at the ready.
She grabbed her last arrow, deciding to take one last shot at him before standing her ground. When the arrow flew, it had a perfect aim, but hit the wrong man, as Xiahou Dun's last bodyguard took the arrow to the heart. She cursed, dropping her bow and grabbing her fans as the General now marched through the thicket, his great sword at the ready. They stared at one another, each one not backing down. Xiahou Dun nodded, "To think... a Maiden taking out my entire troops..."
On the other hand, Da Qiao said nothing, dropping one of her fans to grasp one of Lu Xun's sabers. Xiahou Dun stood ready, being the first to strike. She knocked the great sword away with the saber, giving a slash of her own. When he would attack, she'd use either the sword to knock the blade away, or the fan as a shield, getting a cut in. He was too strong for her, but she was too fast for him.
As he swung, she quickly ducked, allowing his sword to get stuck within the trunk of the nearby tree. Then, she lunged forward, hoping to stab the saber right through his gut, but he barely moved, giving a grunt as the blade tore through his flank. By the time he removed his sword, she had lost her balance, falling to the floor of the forest, dropping the saber. He saw the opportunity, swerving around his large sword.
From the distance, Lu Xun could hear her cry, and he jolted up, looking towards the east. "Da Qiao?! DA QIAO!"
Xiahou Dun gave a laughed, seeing the blood that stained her sleeve. He had only struck her in the arm; she was quick enough to avoid the deathblow, and she had brought up her fan to block the attack, but it had shattered instantly. And now Da Qiao sat on the forest floor, holding her bleeding arm and looking up at him, a look of pain and defiance in her dark brown eyes. "Too bad you belong to the Wu... I would have loved to have had you for my wife."
"Go to Hell, one-eyed toad..." She spat, wincing, waiting for the deathblow. 'Lu Xun, I'm sorry...'
However, it did not come, and Xiahou Yun turned to see her bodyguards, each one surrounding them with their arrows aimed directly at him. They only awaited her order; he sneered, "Looks like you win this one, Maiden... but I promise you, we will meet again, and I will have your pretty little head as a trophy for killing my soldiers."
One soldier fired, but it ricocheted off of the sword, flying into a tree as Xiahou Dun retreated hastily. Da Qiao cursed as her men helped her up, one tending to her wound. "It's not too bad... just need to stop the bleeding."
"Will you be alright, Lady Qiao?"
She nodded, whistling for her horse. "I'll live... our part of the plan is over, so let's ride to Wujun..."
One of her bodyguards asked as he helped her onto the steed. "What about the others?"
"I have faith in them... it'll take the entire army to stop Zhou Yu in his state, and Zhao Yun can fend for himself." She was sure of it, and as her soldiers gathered her broken fan and the fallen saber, they quickly made their way towards the village. She looked back once or twice, but felt no regrets; she knew they were going to be alright, and that was what gave her the strength to continue with the plan. "The forces at Wujun know Lu Xun well; they will rise against Lord Cao Cao once they realize he is his prisoner."
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The fight had gone on much longer than Zhou Yu would have expected, but he wasn't complaining. He had heard rumors of Zhang He's incredible fighting skills and ability to keep a cool head during an intense battle, and, as he knocked aside the claws, he discovered these rumors to be very true. Not once had his smile wavered, nor had his strength and determination to stay alive. He knew he could see his hatred, and he often tried to use it against him, but Zhou Yu was also known for his patience.
Zhang He slashed again, missing as his opponent swerved to the side, allowing him to hit nothing but air. Zhou Yu had the slight disadvantage, as when one of Zhang He's claws struck, the other was quick to follow, while he had but one sword to combat with. But neither man could keep a strong hold onto the offense, it going back and forth constantly.
And the soldiers were indeed a distraction, but to both men. Zhou Yu found it hard to block them out, trying to concentrate on the fighter ahead of him, as Zhang He did his best not to gloat, trying to complete the same hard task that his opponent was. They were practically equally matched, much to both their dismay and delight.
"Slay him General!"
"You can do it!"
Sima Yi watched the fight, not realizing he was gnawing on his sleeves in his excitement. Anxiety pulsed through him, and he looked back at the grinning Cao Cao, hoping he would give the command already and have the soldiers attack already. What if Zhang He lost?!
It could easily go either way, and that was what worried him. 'Curses...'
And what made matters worse, he could see Zhao Yun riding towards them, spear at the ready. He shouted the warning, directing it more towards Cao Cao then to Zhang He. "A Shu officer is coming!"
Cao Cao turned to the Little Dragon, pulling Lu Xun close as he grabbed his sword. "Is he alone?"
"His troops are behind him, most likely..."
Then Cao Cao, taking the advantage he had at his feet and lifting the rope high, now using the thorn collar as a noose. Zhou Yu froze at the cry, allowing his enemy to get a hit, tearing off his sleeve. The cry was overwhelmed by Cao Cao's booming voice, stopping Zhao Yu dead in his tracks. "A Shu officer, coming to the rescue of this man, an officer of the Wu? Have you changed sides, Zhao Yun?"
Zhao Yun sneered, backing up a bit, trying to avoid looking at the distressed officer in Cao Cao's clutches. "It does not matter... for soon, you and your entire army will meet your fate. You will wish you would have never set hands upon him, nor any soldier of Wu and Shu."
"We'll see about that..." Cao Cao gave a smug look, stepping aside as a row of archers revealed themselves. "Kill them both."
When they released their arrows, Zhao Yun did the first thing that came to his mind, falling to the side and slapping the horse harshly on the rear. It bellowed, a few arrows driving into his flank, but it obeyed its master, charging the unsuspecting Wei soldiers that formed a circle around Zhou Yu. The Wu strategist quickly grabbing onto the reigns, hanging from one side as Zhao Yun rode on the other, practically side-saddling on the mad limping horse, arrows at their heels.
"Don't let them escape!" They heard Cao Cao shout, and Zhou Yu looked back, pointing his sword at Zhang He as they disappeared into the woodlands, giving him a deadly glare. He would return... and the next time, they were going to leave with Lu Xun in their grasps.
"We'll be back, Lu Xun! Don't sleep a wink, Lord Cao Cao! Look left, look right! We'll be there! MARK MY WORDS!" Zhou Yu's shout echoed, leaving the blood stained fields as planned. Zhang He looked back at Lu Xun, who once again laid on the floor of the ground, choking up blood as he tried to regain his breath. This battle was far, far from over.