Disclaimer- I do not own any of these people, places, or weapons. If I
did, then I could get myself some food, I'm starving right now. And I also
know that nearly none of these battles will make any sense. Just my freaky
style of writing, I guess.
Chapter the third: battle of Xia Kou 1
Following the death of Sun Ce, the camp had become demoralised, because Sun Quan firmly forbade any aggressive actions whatsoever. Quan would listen only to Zhou Yu, which was a good thing, and Zhang Zhao, which was a bad thing indeed. In the meantime however, Zhou Tai's injuries had healed slightly, so he talked more often, and seemed to grow a "fatherly" feeling over the relatively young Lu Meng.
Lu Meng awoke one night, feeling thirsty. He walked through the tent, carefully, not to awake Tai, or any of the bodyguards. When Meng got to the end, he noticed the guard for the tent had fell asleep on his shift.
"Looks like you need more sleep, my guard"
"Bleh..?.hnnnnn" mumbled the guard as he fell asleep almost as soon as he woke. Meng couldn't help but smile. He took the flask of the gurad, drank it down, put on his own armour, and got his Glaive and sent the guard to sleep. Meng was a bit restless anyway, and riding on a horse isn't particularly hard work. A growl sound, small at first, grabbed Meng's attention. A whole flock of Tigers sprung on the tent.
Jumping into action, Meng took the Glaive from ready position, and smote a tiger in two. Turning the glaive so it was facing upwards, brought it up, cutting through one's chin. Quickly impaling another through the head, the other 5 fled. Meng must have killed the pack leader. He brought the corpses to the kitchen. Meat was in short supply, and this would do nicely. The chef was more than pleased.
"ho-oh, had a bit of a scuffle, 'ave we?" The chef said in a thick accent.
"Indeed. I think that one" he said, pointing to the one with the slightly blue eyes, and a giant split through the head "Is the pack leader"
"Eh-he, good work my son. 'ere, 'as that weapon o' yours got a name?"
Meng looked at his Glaive "no, not yet at least."
"'Tis bad luck to no' 'ave a weapon wi'out a name, ya ken?"
Meng smiled. "It has one now. The WHITE TIGER." He said.
"Aye, 'tis a good name that one. A'ye well, ye'll be wanting some sleep now, I ken."
"Good idea. Farewell." Meng said, and bade the chef goodbye.
##################################################################### Meng awoke with a start, for a second time. All of the troops in the tent were talking about his exploits.
"I hear he killed them all with one swift blow!"
"I think he'd summoned the gods to strike them down!"
"No, not at all, really" replied Meng, lifting himself up, and noticing he was covered in Tiger blood.
The troops all give him a standing ovation, which even Zhou Tai was included in. Meng laughed out loud.
"I don't think anything could ruin my day now, hah!" he said.
A distraught looking soldier ran in. "Message from Lord Sun Quan! All troops are to be reassigned!"
Zhou Tai raised his eyebrows.
Meng quickly took command of the situation. This was not good news, but he had a plan. Some hours later Quan arrived.
"I say, Lu Meng, your troops do not need reassigning at all! I trust you can keep watch over the Xia Kou area?"
"Yes, my lord" Meng replied, while bowing.
"Soon we shall order a general advance. Huang Zu will fall to our might!"
"I hope so, my lord" Meng said.
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Lu Meng took the vanguard. As such, he and his troops would be doing the brunt of the fighting. There was no real strategy here, but Wu's navy would compensate
Lu Meng's sub officer, Ling Cao, came up to Meng, who was in the castle.
"Sir, battle is imminent!"
"good. Let us advance!"
So the army of Lu Meng was advancing, throwing itself onto Huang Zu's troops. Lu Meng had to dismount and fight head on with his soldiers, and Ling Cao had gotten separated in the fighting. After the first few waves of soldiers under Huang Zu had been defeated, Meng ordered a small retreat, to the castle. As hoed, the enemy had followed, and a grand hail of fire arrows sailed over the enemy's troops, and destroyed Huang Zu's supplies. With that, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zhou Tai's units had come racing onto the battlefield and thrown Huang Zu's troops into dismay.
Lu Meng noticed Ling Cao racing after Huang Zu himself, and being thrown aside by a sudden force. Only then did Meng notice the arrow In Cao's throat, and someone coming to claim the kill. A man with a headband, held together by two feathers, wearing a green jacket, and red trousers. No noticeable armour, and the entire of the upper body was consumed in tattoos. Then, as soon as the green-clad warrior had appeared, he had ran off. A Wu general, came and wept over Cao's body. Meng fought his way to the spot and found Cao's son, Ling Tong, grieving over his fathers body. Huang Zu's fleet had been defeated, but he had escaped, and Quan had ordered a retreat.
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The weeks after were uneventful. Quan was considering another press forward into Xia Kou, when an unexpected thing happened. Lu Meng was awakened, for a third time in a single chapter, for no apparent reason. A few seconds later, a soldier came running in.
"Sir, a man clad in green and red wishes to speak about his surrender!"
"Not a funny joke. I saw his marksmanship myself, he wouldn't surrender easily."
"Would this soldier dare to lie?!"
Meng decided since sleep was not being kind to him this month, to have a look anyway. To Meng's shock and horror, The man was there, and armed no less. Meng's glaive was left in his room. Meng, was going to die. However, it was not so as a few seconds uneasy silence was broken by the man.
"My name is Gan Ning! I wish to defect to Wu."
Meng saw no reason why the warrior should not kill Meng on the spot unless he was serious about this.
"I see. Well, I shall speak with my Lord, Sun Quan, and see what can be done"
"That's it? No catch?"
"Since you killed Ling Cao, I am unsure that you are sincere about this. However, Sun Quan always wants worthy men to work for him. Stay in this castle, under surveillance. I will see if Sun Quan will see you."
"uh-huh. That's it?"
"Yes. Oh, and you may want to put your weapon aside as well."
Gan Ning giggled slightly. "Yeah, sorry about that."
Chapter the third: battle of Xia Kou 1
Following the death of Sun Ce, the camp had become demoralised, because Sun Quan firmly forbade any aggressive actions whatsoever. Quan would listen only to Zhou Yu, which was a good thing, and Zhang Zhao, which was a bad thing indeed. In the meantime however, Zhou Tai's injuries had healed slightly, so he talked more often, and seemed to grow a "fatherly" feeling over the relatively young Lu Meng.
Lu Meng awoke one night, feeling thirsty. He walked through the tent, carefully, not to awake Tai, or any of the bodyguards. When Meng got to the end, he noticed the guard for the tent had fell asleep on his shift.
"Looks like you need more sleep, my guard"
"Bleh..?.hnnnnn" mumbled the guard as he fell asleep almost as soon as he woke. Meng couldn't help but smile. He took the flask of the gurad, drank it down, put on his own armour, and got his Glaive and sent the guard to sleep. Meng was a bit restless anyway, and riding on a horse isn't particularly hard work. A growl sound, small at first, grabbed Meng's attention. A whole flock of Tigers sprung on the tent.
Jumping into action, Meng took the Glaive from ready position, and smote a tiger in two. Turning the glaive so it was facing upwards, brought it up, cutting through one's chin. Quickly impaling another through the head, the other 5 fled. Meng must have killed the pack leader. He brought the corpses to the kitchen. Meat was in short supply, and this would do nicely. The chef was more than pleased.
"ho-oh, had a bit of a scuffle, 'ave we?" The chef said in a thick accent.
"Indeed. I think that one" he said, pointing to the one with the slightly blue eyes, and a giant split through the head "Is the pack leader"
"Eh-he, good work my son. 'ere, 'as that weapon o' yours got a name?"
Meng looked at his Glaive "no, not yet at least."
"'Tis bad luck to no' 'ave a weapon wi'out a name, ya ken?"
Meng smiled. "It has one now. The WHITE TIGER." He said.
"Aye, 'tis a good name that one. A'ye well, ye'll be wanting some sleep now, I ken."
"Good idea. Farewell." Meng said, and bade the chef goodbye.
##################################################################### Meng awoke with a start, for a second time. All of the troops in the tent were talking about his exploits.
"I hear he killed them all with one swift blow!"
"I think he'd summoned the gods to strike them down!"
"No, not at all, really" replied Meng, lifting himself up, and noticing he was covered in Tiger blood.
The troops all give him a standing ovation, which even Zhou Tai was included in. Meng laughed out loud.
"I don't think anything could ruin my day now, hah!" he said.
A distraught looking soldier ran in. "Message from Lord Sun Quan! All troops are to be reassigned!"
Zhou Tai raised his eyebrows.
Meng quickly took command of the situation. This was not good news, but he had a plan. Some hours later Quan arrived.
"I say, Lu Meng, your troops do not need reassigning at all! I trust you can keep watch over the Xia Kou area?"
"Yes, my lord" Meng replied, while bowing.
"Soon we shall order a general advance. Huang Zu will fall to our might!"
"I hope so, my lord" Meng said.
####################################################################
Lu Meng took the vanguard. As such, he and his troops would be doing the brunt of the fighting. There was no real strategy here, but Wu's navy would compensate
Lu Meng's sub officer, Ling Cao, came up to Meng, who was in the castle.
"Sir, battle is imminent!"
"good. Let us advance!"
So the army of Lu Meng was advancing, throwing itself onto Huang Zu's troops. Lu Meng had to dismount and fight head on with his soldiers, and Ling Cao had gotten separated in the fighting. After the first few waves of soldiers under Huang Zu had been defeated, Meng ordered a small retreat, to the castle. As hoed, the enemy had followed, and a grand hail of fire arrows sailed over the enemy's troops, and destroyed Huang Zu's supplies. With that, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zhou Tai's units had come racing onto the battlefield and thrown Huang Zu's troops into dismay.
Lu Meng noticed Ling Cao racing after Huang Zu himself, and being thrown aside by a sudden force. Only then did Meng notice the arrow In Cao's throat, and someone coming to claim the kill. A man with a headband, held together by two feathers, wearing a green jacket, and red trousers. No noticeable armour, and the entire of the upper body was consumed in tattoos. Then, as soon as the green-clad warrior had appeared, he had ran off. A Wu general, came and wept over Cao's body. Meng fought his way to the spot and found Cao's son, Ling Tong, grieving over his fathers body. Huang Zu's fleet had been defeated, but he had escaped, and Quan had ordered a retreat.
#####################################################################
The weeks after were uneventful. Quan was considering another press forward into Xia Kou, when an unexpected thing happened. Lu Meng was awakened, for a third time in a single chapter, for no apparent reason. A few seconds later, a soldier came running in.
"Sir, a man clad in green and red wishes to speak about his surrender!"
"Not a funny joke. I saw his marksmanship myself, he wouldn't surrender easily."
"Would this soldier dare to lie?!"
Meng decided since sleep was not being kind to him this month, to have a look anyway. To Meng's shock and horror, The man was there, and armed no less. Meng's glaive was left in his room. Meng, was going to die. However, it was not so as a few seconds uneasy silence was broken by the man.
"My name is Gan Ning! I wish to defect to Wu."
Meng saw no reason why the warrior should not kill Meng on the spot unless he was serious about this.
"I see. Well, I shall speak with my Lord, Sun Quan, and see what can be done"
"That's it? No catch?"
"Since you killed Ling Cao, I am unsure that you are sincere about this. However, Sun Quan always wants worthy men to work for him. Stay in this castle, under surveillance. I will see if Sun Quan will see you."
"uh-huh. That's it?"
"Yes. Oh, and you may want to put your weapon aside as well."
Gan Ning giggled slightly. "Yeah, sorry about that."
