My my! With a title like this, there has to be a poorly written fight scene to go with it!
Please don't kill me for this! I'm really bad at writing fight scenes, so the best is to exaggerate it. Hope you understand what's happening though. Oh this involves a lot of stabbing, in like fatal areas XD! Sooo, not for the faint of heart or ones with really big imagination.
Also, sorry if my poem killed any of your brain cells. Don't sue me! I was just looking at my old Chinese Homework from like 3 years ago when I had to comprehend all these things, so I just thought of one on the spot. Fun to play with though :D. Hope it didn't confuse too many of ya
Disclaimer: Koei and Omega Force made babies to create Dynasty Warriors!
Chapter 27: Ambushed!
Qing Wan led the men through the mist forest carefully; she eyed her surroundings often making sure that nothing was happening in the back. After she had sent Lu Xun's cousin back to camp, she had tried to be more careful, just incase Wei's men would really appear. Ever since the first time they entered the mist forest, Qing Wan could notice something odd with the trained assassins that were sent with her. As they were walking, she noticed them pulling off the any of the red markers that were tied around the tree. The red markers were the way home. "Alright men." Qing Wan stopped in the middle of their walking path, she pointed to the large empty space in front of them. "We've been walking all night and we still haven't found the Wei army, we'll rest here for now."
"But Lord Lu Xun has expected us to return to camp by now, and we still haven't fulfilled our duty of attacking the Wei convoy." Soldiers began to complain, eyeing one another sarcastically. Qing Wan took a small breath and turned around fuming.
"Who's the leader here? Me or Lu Xun?" She shouted at them, "Frankly, I will never listen to Lu Xun. So you can either sit your butts down and rest for the night here, or go on a suicide mission to the Wei envoy!" she began to walk ahead to a giant rock that lay in the center, swiping the leaves and dirt off she plopped herself down comfortably, crossing her legs. She crossed her arms across her stomach, her hands holding onto the handles of her twin daggers. Qing Wan knew of the danger she was in, a blind man could tell that these people were not really working for Wu.
"My lady, I'm sure we'll find a perfect route to the Wei army." Qing Wan pretended to look dumbfounded, she noticed some of the men smirk in the back.
"I said," The female Wu general placed her hands on her hips, "That we're staying here tonight." She began to point at various soldiers, ordering them to get different things. "If I divert the enemy," she thought to herself; "I can take them down easier."
"Lady Cheng, with all due respect," another soldier came up to her to complain. "We shouldn't be worrying our lord like this, it would be the best chance to attack Wei now."
"Are you deaf? Or are you stupid? I'm not going to listen to Lu Xun's orders." She glared, "Didn't I send you to get water? Why are you still here? GO." The soldier hid his scowl and headed out with the others to the stream not far from them. Qing Wan watched the remainder men begin to set up comfortable tents with the only source of equipment they had. She counted in her mind all the men that were here; she also noted all the weapons they were carrying. Being trained under Gan Ning for the past four years, Qing Wan had the ability to determine what they were good with, or what they were bad with. Soon after, all the men had returned with their duties, Qing Wan watched every single one of them carefully. She felt it was too dangerous to attack them in groups, and killing all twenty men would be her only choice.
"Lady Cheng," the scowling solider from before kneeled in front of her, "Have I ever told you…" he began, starting to tell her of his life story. Qing Wan noticed something was wrong, after all this was the soldier who was calling her names just a few hours ago. She looked deeply into his almond brown eyes and noticed two figures reflecting off them. Quickly she threw herself frontward, avoiding the two daggers that scarred the rock.
"Damn it." Qing Wan mumbled, she grabbed onto her weapons and looked around her. All twenty men were surrounding her in a giant circle, each of them carrying their weapons. "Spears, pikes, daggers swords." She recited, seeing all the weapons in their hands. "What's the meaning of this?" She called out to the men. "Twenty men against a woman? Afraid you'll lose?" she noticed some flaring in the enemies eyes.
"This victory shall belong to Wei!" the scowling soldier from earlier growled, charging up against her with his spear. Qing Wan jumped up from the ground and leaped off the mans shoulder, managing to thrust her dagger into the back of his neck. Landing on her front leg, she noticed that the men were in awe.
"Let's get her!" another soldier cried, all the men roared with their might all charging to her at once. Qing Wan arched her back, avoiding the spears and pikes aimed at her. Kicking upwards she back flipped over the men. She quickly recounted all the men who were starring at her.
"Two's missing." She whispered, feeling a short presence behind her. Closing her eyes she threw her arms backwards, hearing two groans from behind. She retrieved her weapons from the stomach of the two men and began to run forward, hoping to escape from the mass murderers behind her. Arriving at one of the dead ends of the forest, she turned around to face the men. Three of them ran up to her, wielding their swords. Qing Wan quickly climbed up the tree to avoid the first sword slashing down on the trunk, sliding down she kicked the man in the chin forcing him to fall back.
"She's, she's too strong! We'll grab reinforcements!" She heard some of the men yell, Qing Wan sighed in relief to hear that her enemy numbers grew smaller. The three swordsmen charged at her again, Qing Wan successfully dodged two of the swords by ducking, but wasn't ready for the last sword in the middle. The blade cut the side of her waist lightly, Qing Wan cried in fury, slashing the first two swordsmen with her daggers before falling down. Qing Wan held onto her waist in pain, the blood gushed out slowly. Out of the three swordsmen who attacked her, Qing Wan successfully killed two of them. The final swordsmen approached her, gently slapping the flat slide of his blade to his hand.
"If you're a true man, you'd duel me." She gritted under her heavy breathing.
"Oh, if you want a duel. I'll duel you alright." The man grinned.
"If I win, you let me go." She whispered, "It's all about honour here anyways." She could tell the soldier in front of her was a man with high morale, from the way he spoke to the way he fought. Honour was his main weakness.
"One of us are going to lose, and if I do tragically lose. I'll be dead, of course you'll escape." Qing Wan struggled but managed to get up, she knew strength wise she was no match for this man. Especially now with her injury, her speed isn't going to help her much either.
"Let us go." She whispered to the man, holding her swords above her chest, preparing to strike. The man grinned and held his sword above his head. The two waited in anguish silent before the man lost his patience and charged at her. The two shared many bouts between one another, Qing Wan often losing them and being forced tumbling back. "I can't beat his strength." Qing Wan mumbled, getting pushed back for the 4th time.
"You should just give up little girl," the man grinned, "You can't beat me." The man raised his sword high in the air and charged at her. Qing Wan flinched and threw her arm in the air, blocking herself from the sword. The blade ripped at her clothes and touched her flesh, then she used her other hand and aimed upwards at his neck. Qing Wan opened her eyes slowly, seeing the dagger end sticking out of the mans temple. Letting go of the handle, she fell back and grabbed onto her arm. The mans sword dropped from his hand as he fell forward slowly, the blood leaking from his neck.
"I'm sorry." Qing Wan closed her eyes, avoiding the bloody sight in front of her. Even though she was always a fan of going to war, never once had she had to face a massacre all by herself. Even the first time she stepped on the battlefield, she was always behind Lu Xun, Zhou Yu or Sun Ce. She rarely was face to face with soldiers, instead she was always behind the others firing volleys of arrows. Even if she did duel against soldiers or generals, they would never be killed. They would just be injured to the point where they would have to retreat. She opened her eyes slightly and covered her mouth from the horror of the body in front of her. She always thought war was something you do to impress your people, now she understood it wasn't as simple as she grew up thinking about it. Qing Wan struggled to get up, holding onto her arm the whole time; she struggled over to the body. Flipping him over, she removed the dagger from his neck; his face horrified her. It was white as a ghost and his eyes were opened widely, she felt that they were starring at her. Qing Wan placed her daggers to the side, and began to cover the body gently with the leaves and dirt she found around her. Even with her right arm bleeding intensely, she managed to cover half the body with dirt. Grabbing a twig, she scribbled on the patch of dirt in front of the gravesite she made.
General of Wei, till the end he fought for his country. She scribbled, standing up she picked up his sword and stuck it deep in the soil.
"I'm sorry." She repeated again, kneeling down on her knees and bowing till her head touched the soft ground.
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"Zi Long!" Jiang Wei stepped into Zhao Yun's tent; he looked around to find no Tiger general anywhere. "Where'd he go?" he wondered, walking out. Jiang Wei walked around the whole allied camp, from the mess tent to the weapon and armor tent; he couldn't find any trace of him. He asked various soldiers on guard, but none of them remembered seeing him. "Lord Gan!" Jiang Wei called to the pirate who was speaking to a soldier. The soldier bowed gently before walking away.
"What is it Lord Jiang?"
"Have you seen Lord Zhao?" he asked him, Gan Ning wrinkled his nose.
"I haven't seen him since the Ma You incident."
"Strange."
"Why? You're looking for him?"
"Ah, yes. I just needed to explain to him about something. I think it's about time to tell him the truth."
"Ah, you mean that truth?"
"Yeah, it's going to be hard. After all we've been lying to him for four years."
"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll understand and hopefully be good with Qing Wan again."
"We'll see about that, but only if I can find him though." Gan Ning shrugged and suggested Zhao Yun's tent again. The two generals walked inside the empty tent and surveyed the area. Gan Ning wrinkled his nose again, Jiang Wei noticing the Wu generals odd habit questioned him. "Is there something?"
"Not sure if it's important, but Lord Zhao's weapon is missing." He referred to the bare wall beside his bed where Zhao Yun often placed his weapon. "Why would he take his weapon if he's still in camp."
"Unless…" Jiang Wei paused, quickly he rushed outside the tent and ran to the stable room.
"What is it?" Gan Ning called from behind him, panting when he caught up.
"Count the steeds." He told the pirate.
"One's missing?"
"Zhao Yun's horse."
"You mean…"
"Yep, I knew he'd want to help."
"But Bo Yan went…"
"Let's see who fate chooses to be with her then." Jiang Wei whispered.
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Lu Xun: WOW. You like TOTALLY suck at fighting scenes. I could do better 2000 years ago!
Yes yes, it's like those movie rip-offs. (Kind of Kill Bill like? I don't know!) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it. I had to put some violence in the scene, or the rest of the plot wouldn't make sense. Gasps Hmmm, I'm thinking four chapters left? Ooh I'm so excited.
Thanks for reading and the reviews as usual!
Reika