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Post by zhugeliang on Jul 15, 2008 1:36:32 GMT -5
As Liu Bei was rushing the enemy he saw many soldiers from the allied army fall to the Zhou army. They were using projectiles to start and and close net defense when they approached. Liu Bei knew what to do. As the Zhou army soldiers that were before him had laid their shields out in front of them and there spears straight in front. He put boths swords into the one hand and used the other to signal his troops that were still following behind he pointed upwards. The men knew what Liu wanted from this, They jumped using boosts from other soldiers. 10 men had jumped over and Liu Bei was the last to jump over he landed in the middle with his squad that was makign short work of these soldiers of the fat army. Liu Bei had cut enough of them down to make their front line staggered. He pointed towards the forward line of the Xiong army and said.
''Lets Go!''
The other soldiers rushed threw whatever was left in that roving attack squad it only consisted of a few 50 soldiers. He sliced upwards then followed through with the other blade going down directly through a enemy. There was more work to be done. As the Liu Bei unit was fast approaching the Hua Xiong Unit.
Liu Bei and his men. Defeat a small roving attack squad. Is moving on the Hua Xiong Unit. Still at a semi sprint state.
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Post by Mr ~Traptz~ on Jul 15, 2008 3:16:19 GMT -5
The Last Fight
Zhang Ren and his unit merely stood quietly. They were elites. Hardened warriors who knew that no mere words would alter anything. It was best now to concentrate on the battle, and on survival, then any kind of merit to be had. Merit would come form those who had ability. Those who did not would die. It was quite simple to Ren to say the least.
Noticing the placement of the allies, Ren found it slightly odd, that he, and well as He, had been placed on either side of Zhang He's liege lord, Yuan Shao. Who knew, perhaps this would signal things to come in the future. But for now, Ren and his men focused upon the threat before them.
He had twenty men with spears at the front, leveled out, and ready for the charge. Behind were eighty men with spears and shields, the best for crushing cavalry. Who knew, maybe this would prove useful for the coming battle. Or his allies could falter and Ren along with the rest would die.
Once again Ren looked back at the mighty cavalry horde assembled before the allies rage tag elites, even the Imperial spearmen looked impressive. Maybe justice, if this could be called that, would lead the allies forth. But Dong Zhou had much to his favor. He had generals who were in general agreeance with each other, not disjointed independents fighting for their own causes. They had a tactician of renown. Ren wasn't even sure if the allies had a tactician, or if He Jin just issued orders. Their leader fought to protect himself and his power. The allies, their leader was a corrupt psychopath more or less, fighting to take back power he had no right to...
Then the order was given on the allies side to charge. SO Ren drew his bow, and behind his spearmen, readied an arrow. His spears went forth, and Ren did too. His shield and spears charged behind him.
Next the Imperial troops came forth. It was then that Ren let his arrow loose. It took one man full in the chest. Apparently he hadn't expected one guy to have arrows, since he had rushed with his shield down. Another arrow was knocked, and let loose. It took a man in the leg, who was promptly trampled by his loving allies. Finally, one last arrow was knocked, and let loose right into a rebel troops face, just as the Imperial line collided with Ren spear wall. The longer spears managed to take out quite a few Imperial troops before the actual conflict began. Ren stopped, allowing his shield and spear troops to surge ahead, as his longer spears kept thrusting from just behind the main line.
It was then that Ren went forth himself. His sword drawn, he cut one foe down right away, saving one of his stalwart troops lives. Only to see that same man go down by multiple spear stabs. Zhang quickly avoided one spear stab,hacked off the same mans shield bearing arm, and the lopped off his head. Ren knelt down quickly, thrust a random spear on the ground, upwards into an Imperial troops chest, then picked up a shield.
Ren turned to club and enemy spearmen in the head with the butt of his sword, and then dragged him to the ground, and stomped his face in. It seemed as though Ren's strategy would work well, as the longer spearmen, who only kept 2-3 lines back, managed to continue their assault through the lines, keeping the Imperials back.
KO's: 7
Troops 20 Spearmen Elite 80 Shield and Spears Elite
Formation
20 Spearmen in the first row, and the rest of the army in rows of twenty behind them. ********************
(Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong on the agreement Dark.)
Liu Pi felt oddly uncomfortable, watching all his true allies lined up against him. Hell, he wasn't sure if an of them actually knew who he was, or what his objective out here was. However, very soon he would need to think fast, which he had done amazingly well at lately. He would need to figure out how to defect, without getting caught before hand, and not getting cut to pieces by the allies.
Then the allies started charging. Which made Pi sweat a little. Who knows, maybe they would think it some scheme by Li Ru, and Pi would end up dead any way. Oh this was totally not well thought out.
Then the Imperial troops started charging. Dear god I hate me so much... Pi began to get frantic.. He had not expected this to be two giant armies just rushing at each other. So he sat there for a few moments frantically thinking things over...
Pi's Troops : 100 Elite Lancers?
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Post by Liu Shan on Jul 15, 2008 12:44:18 GMT -5
So this was it? The final battle against Dong Zhuo, had he been informed that the man he believed he had eradicated was still alive? Possibley. Looking at the line of men and women Zhang Jiao was impressed, but no surprised, how hated Dong Zhuo had become. It seemed a new friend he had made through the veteran Gongsun Zan who once again made an opening for the Heavenly Hand, with regular glances from him seemed that he was thinking it would fill before they got there. Looking to Gong Ce and Liao Xiuxu the Sage master smiled. "Today! We see the fall of our betrayer! Children! Show what that man what he caused!!" With a small prod of the staff onto the horse it bolted forward, Ce was to follow and soon the enitre Heavenly Hand force advanced into the gap made by Gongsun; all of the men screaming and shouting a deadly war cry while charging at the enemy. "Dong Zhuo! Your head is mine!!" Jiao's eyes raged with fire, the Heavens giving him divine intervention to charge at such a large foe with formidable generals; however, it was Dong's time to vanish...
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Post by Ji-Huang Liang on Jul 15, 2008 13:19:09 GMT -5
Ji-Huang Liang sat atop his horse, his head tilted somewhat, before glancing over to his Lieutenant. "...Sen Acare...take the Calvalry along the sides...I will bring the Infantry to follow behind...we'll catch Dong Zhuo hiding back behind his troops...hopefully. And if we're lucky...we'll capture that traitor alive to be tried for Treason..." He smirked and nodded to his Lieutenant, who then trudged off east, towards the Rebel's left flank, hopefully out of sight of the enemy.
Huang Liang turned around to his infantry. "Follow close behind Acare and the calvalry! We must be there to give support when it is needed. Move!!"
He unsheathed his blade, pointing it to the rear of Acare's calvalry troop as his men began moving.
____________________________________________________ Ji-Huang Liang is setting up a pincer on the eastern side! Sen Acare's Calvary are moving ahead and are attempting to avoid being noticed at all costs. Huang Liang's infantry are following behind and also attempting to be unnoticed at all costs!
Troops Under Sen Acare's Command 10 Calvalry Elites(Lancers) 20 Calvary Elites(Spear and Shield
Troops under Huang Liang's Command 40 Infantry Elites(Sword and Shield) 10 Infantry Elites(Claymores) 20 Infantry Elites(Spear and Shield)
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Post by Zhang Fei on Jul 15, 2008 13:19:37 GMT -5
"Its time for Zhang Fei! Time to rip this battlefield apart!"
Zhang Fei and his unit galloped after Liu Bei.Fei speared an enemy soldier as his unit slammed into the ranks of Hua Xiong's Unit.Fei's Cavalry worked well with support from Liu Bei's Unit and the hunt for Hua Xiong was on.
As Fei flicked another soldier's head off with his spear he wondered where Xing Cai was.Yide figured she would want to fight alongside the Three Brothers.This made Fei worried about his daughter....
Zhang Fei engages Hua Xiong's Unit!
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Post by Wei Yan on Jul 15, 2008 14:21:29 GMT -5
Wei Yan was marveled, absolutely overwhelmed by the noise the allied army had made. It sent his heart fluttering, he was truly in love with their primal passion to win the day. Lu Rai on the other hand, had made himself part of the line, and had helped with the roaring announcement of defiance. Then a buzzing noise, which turned into a mighty roar echoed into Yan's ears. The signal to attack.
"Rai! That's our que!" stated Yan flatly as he brought his spear around his body once. "Foward! Make this abomination rue the day he defiled our great China!"
"For glory!" rang out Yan's men as they took off making sure to keep good pace with Sun Liao. For glory? That's becoming quite Yan's trademark, thought Lu Rai absent-mindedly as the two lines of men crashed together. Enemy spears met a phalanx wall of allied shields as Lu Rai led the count.
"Shields! Hold! Hold! Push! Break them!" roared Lu Rai. The order was set in. Make them rue the day... Break them... Wei Yan was the first to react. The powerful warrior hurled his body over Lu Rai, using his brother-in-arms shoulder as a vault. His spear dug deep into the collar of an enemy spearmen as he flew. With a profound boom, he landed and promptly shoulder rushed a shield to the ground, before ending the man's life.
"Hold the line at all costs! The right his our duty! It will not break!" demanded Wei Yan as he impaled another soldier. Today will live in the histories of gods, was the only other thought Yan could muster.
"For glory!" The booming reply of this line brought, Yan back to reality.
Lu Rai himself was making quite a body count in the middle of the phalanx. His shield was ringing continuously from blocks, and with almost every ring, blood splattered his face and chest from another enemy he'd slain. Soon, it was too much just to watch Wei Yan wreak havoc on his own.
"Form rank!" commanded Lu Rai as he stepped out of the phalanx line and sent his spear sailing into an enemy thigh. Then, his shortsword was out, and that same enemy was the first to taste it's blade in his throat.
The phalanx itself was moving slowly once it hit enemy ranks. Hell, it was almost immobile. Every bit of their energy went into shield blocks and counters, not one man broke off to try and fight on his own. They were trained men, hardened in battle, serving together since most of them could remember. They built off each other, defended each other, killed for each other, and when the time came, most would probably die for each other.
"For glory!" the line rang out again.
This is the battle that will survive the ages, all men will read of the coalition of China, all men will know of our march, and all men will know of our victory, was all Lu Rai could think about.
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Wei Yan and Lu Rai lead their phalanx into combat, keeping pace with Sun Liao's unit as best as possible.
Morale is at an all-time high!
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Mr Alencon
Master Sergeant
Battle Arbiter
The Burning Sunrise
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Post by Mr Alencon on Jul 15, 2008 14:56:01 GMT -5
The sun adorned the crisp blue sky, burning brightly down upon the thousands gathered below it. Fighting had raged on for several hours, starting in the pitch black early hours, and continuing on to this final moment. Here, the greatest warriors of all found themselves glaring into the face of their destiny - and two figures stared back. One was the figure of infinite glory, adorned in her golden dress, and wearing a silver crown, with a shield clutched tightly to her chest. The other was death, in his jet black robe, and a towering scythe of souls. The reaper watched keenly over this field, for today would be a laborious day; many men would fight to the death for each of their sides - but only a few would remain for glory to embrace. Out on the eastern side of the fields, Lu Bu, Guo Si, and Li Ru had already made their preparations to begin the final pushback. Bu and Si had already tasted blood on this day, Ru however had been the one to organise the chaos. Now would be the time for all three men to fight for their masters will, roaring like lions until the bitter end. Unsurprisingly, one of the men raced far ahead of the initial charge. “Now you shall all be mine! Prepare to die in the presence of the world’s MIGHTIEST WARRIOR!!” The screaming Lu Bu stormed into the enemy ranks, all elites, but his own 300 lancers took it upon themselves to crash mercilessly into the formations of Lu Zhi, and Zhu Jun. Having dismounted before hitting the ranks, the mighty general gave his roar, and swung down his colossal halberd through the tides of men, slicing through them like butter. All around him the thousands of soldiers began to slice down their respective enemies, and Lu Bu relished in the blood splattering high into the air, staining everything in the vicinity. A scream rang out, and another man was strewn in half by Bu’s terrifying blade. With each one that fell, the general grunted in disappointment - this was not the man he was looking for. His piercing eyes scanned about through the chaos, searching, and seeking for the one. Then he saw it - the crescent spear of Sun Yuan Ci. A wide grin crossed his pursed lips, and a booming taunt echoed out from his lungs. “Come on you bastard! You wanted me, now I shall oblige!” Fengxian cackled with malicious delight - the fight he had been waiting for was now imminent. He felt pressure under the handicapped match against Xifeng Yue, Wei Yan, Lu Rai, Zhou Tai, and Qu Yi; but now he felt the honour in a duel that could prove him to be slayer of all. His halberd thrust out in the direction of Sun Yuan Ci, and awaited his response. On the far eastern side, Guo Si had an important task of his own to uphold. The general had already failed to protect the shorelines - now he was destined to safeguard the eastern flank. It was inevitable that the Allies would attempt to outflank their far more numerous enemy, they had not succeeded thus far without some understanding of warfare. Having sprinted along with his men in the initial charge, even into the powerful phalanx set up before him, Si cut down an Allied elite, and smirked, casting his gaze to his left, toward the east, and bellowed out to the men fighting there. “Send more men to the flanks! We have enough to spare!” On his command, 100 more troops thickened the outer flank, preparing to engage any enemy assault. They were all veterans - nothing to the hardened elites the Allies had at their disposal, commanded by the likes of Sun Liao, Wei Yan, and the clandestine Ji Huang-Ling, but with their shields locked together, and spears protruding, they could at least hold off a strike in time for added reinforcements, or so Si had hoped. Indeed Wei Yan’s phalanx had clashed with his own litter of spears and shields, and was painfully whittling away Zhuo’s numbers. But Si remain unfazed; they had Lu Bu on their side - should this beast break through the enemy lines, the battle would be won! But Li Ru knew of the importance of numbers and evenness in their line. Should the Allies break through at any point, the whole defence would crumble. As such Guo Si had left a small section of his own line weakened through his fear! Ru however, despite his wile, his wit, and his shrewd ability, was too engaged with his own battle in the centre, the very heart of a breakthrough. He had the elegant Zhang He, and the fearsome Sun Yuan Ci to deal with now - though he had hoped not for long. Ru stayed at the back ranks of his rampaging spearmen, who again locked shields and kept pushing at the enemy with the sheer weight of their numbers, stabbing them down when possible. It was never a tactician’s place in the fray of battle, and Ru would do nought but muse on the situation. “The enemy should be getting exhausted soon.. We have greater numbers - Emperor Zhuo would be most pleased with his result!” The devious tactician chuckled to himself, rubbing his hands together in a very sinister, if slightly cliché way. Hundreds of men could fall before him - so long as it was not his head on the chopping block. *Lu Bu is rampaging through the enemy ranks once more! He has called out Sun Yuan Ci!* *Guo Si reinforces the eastern flank with 100 extra men!* *Li Ru pushes hard into the centre, hoping to find an opening!*
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Post by Mr. Zhang He on Jul 15, 2008 15:11:57 GMT -5
While his men engaged Dong Zhuo’s men along a relatively linear front, Junyi danced along the line of men as if oblivious to the fighting between the armies. At least, to an outside observer, it looked like dancing. Junyi took great pride in his ability to turn what most men would call slaughter into a graceful, almost rhythmic activity. He slid under an errant swing from one of his claymores, then stopped short and rolled backward to avoid a spear thrust. As soon as he righted himself he lunged forward, keeping low to the ground. Before his assailant could react, Junyi had clawed his shins to ribbons. In shock, the man could make no defense as a claymore removed his head from his body. As his corpse slumped to the ground, the man behind him attempted to replace him in the line. Before he could get into position, though, Junyi sprung at him and, grabbing the outstretched spears of the enemy soldiers on either side, delivered a quick series of kicks to the man. He blocked them with his shield, but was driven back far enough for Junyi to claim the space for himself. He released his grip on the spears, and their owners each tried to stab at Jiunyi. However, Junyi dropped to a split and lifted one of his claws, entangling both tips in them while his soldiers finished the helpless men off. While still on the ground in a split, he parried a thrust from the man he had kicked with his other claw, then swept both of his legs forward, hooking them around his foe’s ankles and pulling Junyi under his weapon and against his legs.. Before the surprised spearmen could bring his shield into position, Junyi reach one claw behind his shield and hooked his against the top of the man’s sternum. The man screamed as Junyi yanked the claw down, shredding his armor and a good portion of his chest. As Junyi rose form his sitting position, he was attacked by some of the man’s compatriots, drawn by his screams. Unfortunately for them, Junyi was now in full flow, and dispatched them one by one; a trip here, a spinning slash there, and soon he had carved out a little pocket in Dong Zhuo’s line. Meanwhile, his men were making progress of their own. Due to the buddy system Junyi had organized, the men attacked each opponent in pairs; the claymores were long enough to match blades with the spears and powerful enough to rattle their opponent’s shields. While this happened, the sword-and-shield men deflected spear thrusts aimed at the claymores, and occasionally lunged forward to seize an opening and cut down a man rendered off-balance by a particularly fearsome claymore strike. Using these tactics, Junyi’s relatively small unit was able to hold out against the combined pressure of Dong Zhuo and Li Ru’s lines, giving far less than they took. * * * * * Qu Yi sidestepped a spear strike and knocked the weapon down with one sword; unfortunately, before he could capitalize on the opening, he was forced to parry a strike form behind with his other. While Zhang He was busy fighting along a single front, Qu Yi and his men were having a much harder time pressing between Dong Zhuo’s and Li Ru’s units. Attacked on both sides, it was akin to a hallway of spears. Most of the men, thanks again to the system of pairs, were able to proceed with relative safety by having their partner watch their blind spot, but Qu Yi was leading the assault at the front of the line, and had no assigned partner. He made due, using one arm as the other’s partner. Every so often he was able to down a foe, but it was slow going. His unit would be hard-pressed to cut off Dong Zhuo form Li Ru at this rate. However, Qu Yi had two advantages: firstly, since the units on either side were separate, they attacked with less coordination. Thus, Qu was able to avoid most of their attempts to backstab him. Moreover, Li Ru gave the signal to advance, so his unit focused more on pressing ahead than attacking the thin line of men slowly driving the wedge between Dong and Li. For these graces, Qu Yi was thankful. He pressed on, shadowed by his most trusted men, parrying a strike here, replying in kind when the situation allowed for it. Just like their victory on the waters of the Yellow River mere hours ago, Qu Yi and his band of men pressed onward towards the impossible. - Zhang He holds the line against Li Ru's advance as best he can, while cutting into Dong Zhuo's line.
- Qu Yi continues to insert himself between Dong Zhuo and Li Ru.
- KO's: 26
- What, you don't count 26? That's because Zhang He's moving too fast for you to see, sucka!Zhang He's Troops:40 Elite Claymores 40 Elite Sword and Shield Qu Yi's Troops:10 Elite Claymores 10 Elite Sword and Shield
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Zhu Jun
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The Earth looks better from the stars....
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Post by Zhu Jun on Jul 15, 2008 16:14:55 GMT -5
Amidst their charge, Fengxian made his move, charging out with his lancers and leaving leaving the wall of spears behind them. Fengxian himself had dismounted his equally famous steed and began roaring challenges toward one of the allies, one Zhu Jun knew not. This further proved Jun's point; Lu Bu was a foolish commander of men; instead of leading them, he left them on their own so that he could indulge in barbaric dueling.
The elite lancers of Fengxian's unit came rushing forward, toward the Han veterans Zhu Gongwei, Fu Nanrong, and Lu Zigan. They would regret such action, for Gongwei, Nanrong, and Zigan all knew how to handle themselves in battle better than most men of war. As the lancers drew closer, Jun yelled out to his men. "You know the drill, go for their mounts' legs! We will slaughter these fools!" His elites cried out, they were prepared to die fighting for Gongwei and Nanrong, they knew them on a personal level, and their bond had withstood the test of time; they were true fiduciaries, and what they trusted each other with, was their lives. Such a force was surely one to be reckoned with.
As the men cried out, the enemy lancers were finally upon them. It was if time stood still for a moment; and as quickly as that surreal moment came -- it passed. Gongwei and Nanrong crashed into their foes on their steeds as their men flooded in behind them taking out the enemy horses' legs. There would be an effective and systematic slaying of men on Gongwei and his men's part this day. Nanrong, dodged an enemy lance and quickly countered, bringing his blade up diagonally, removing the rider's arm. He then sent the man on his departure to the afterlife by running his blade through the man, entering about where his kidney would be.
Gongwei took a different approach to his initial attack, choosing to deflect his opposing soldier's blow instead of dodging it. The man came in powerfully, but the old man was more than capable of disheveling his opponent. Jun brought his blade out and across hard, causing the man's arm to recoil, the rider let out a scream as a crack was heard as his arm came down. It looked warped, and it was obviously broken, Jun quickly followed through with another powerful slash, ending the man's misery and disconnecting his head from his body.
Already, the field was covered in blood, and the battle had just begun. The blood and bile would long prevent the grass from growing here, and the stench that it would leave behind would be unbearable to any who came across it; this field would be known as a cursed place for generations. No man who lived through this experience would forget it, and most would never be the same; despite the fact that they were battle-accustomed elite soldiers. Could the gods ever forgive the terribly atrocious crimes that men committed against one another? Gongwei personally did not believe so. Damned men they all were....
Gongwei and Nanrong are proving to the enemy that their skill in personal combat has not left them in their old age, and their men are taking down Fengxian's lancers by taking out the legs of their mounts.
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Post by Wei Yan on Jul 15, 2008 16:16:49 GMT -5
A shriek of pain filled Wei Yan's ears as Lu Rai brought down another man infront of him. The phalanx was gaining a bit of speed since the first crash of weapons. They were still keeping their slower pace than most, but they were back to a normal walk finally.
"Yan! Down!" boomed Rai as he pointed his sword directly at Wei Yan. Yan got low fast. He shifted his weight to his front left foot, and brought the spear back over his right shoulder. Blood shot hard against his garb pauldron.
"Rai, I owe you quite a few now." admitted Wei Yan as he turn barreled into an enemy shield with a spear thrust. The spear head was blocked towards the ground, which only allowed him to bring the blunt end of the shaft into the warrior collar. On the ground, the warrior recieved on a boot the jaw, snapping his neck.
Lu Rai had made his way back towards the phalanx by now, the march having picked up pace he was once again content with leading them.
"Hold! Hold! Shield! Push! Roar!" boomed Lu Rai as he countered a spear thrust with his own shield bash and sword stab to the chest. "For Glory!" echoed the phalanx wall.
It was almost like clockwork, with every warcry the line made, another few enemy soldiers died. Wei Yan himself was becoming quite impressed by his men's prowess. The barbaric warrior parried a spear stab only to catch the spearmen by the shoulder and headbutt him to the ground, unconcious. The phalanx wall would move up and finish him off later.
"Yan! What of our allies? How do they fair?" asked Lu Rai over all the havok when he got a moment of peace. Honestly, Wei Yan hadn't looked since the initial charge. So Now he took a look around. To his left Zhu Jun was having quite a time deal with Lu Bu and his men, but Jun was a general of great ability. Lu Bu would be routed in due time, and if not, this Sun Yuan Ci would surely be the undoing of the beast. Let his pride kill him...
To his right Sun Liao's men were charging and wreaking havoc as they should. This seemed like the only ally at the time that would have a chance to help him. Maybe they could press all the enemies togther? So, Yan did what he did best, he roared.
"You there! Sun Liao! Push them this way!" boomed Wei Yan over all his men. "Lu Rai! Shift right, Push the line right!"
"You heard him! Left side! Push right!" commanded Lu Rai. It was only moment later that the phalanx slowly started a diagonal march through their enemies, hoping to press the enemy straight into a reverse wedge. It was an oddity to watch.
"For Glory!" As the line shifted, so did the shields, they left no hole unguarded. They were a solid wall still! "The gods are good, Yan! They give us legends, not just warriors!" returned Lu Rai as his sword silenced another soldier.
Wei Yan himself had retrieved the short spear of Lu Rai in the mass and sent it flying towards an enemy spearmen. It buried into the soldier's shield and sent him to the ground, in a matter of seconds the phalanx would be on him and end his life. Once the spear had left his hands, Yan made his way to the far left of the phalanx line, he meant to catch any stragglers and help hold the line.
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KO's: 15
Wei Yan's unit is attempting a reverse wedge with Sun Liao's unit. Kinda like a funnel! Yummm... Funnel cake!
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Post by Cao Pi on Jul 15, 2008 17:19:55 GMT -5
Gongsun Zan's horse brayed as it head butted a rebel soldier, sending the man reeling into a few of his allies. It then turned, and kicked another in the side of the head, sending him bowling into a few of his allies. Zan began stabbing outwards with his spear on his right side, keeping the enemy at bay there. On his left, any enemy that made it past him was immediately cut down by his elite troops, spears working at keeping the enemy farther away than the army, killing them in droves.
The men dismounted soon after, and began to overlap their sheilds, spears brimming forwards. Men in front screamed for reinforcement as the men behind held their shields tight to their allies backs, keeping the ranks from falling. If one died, another would rush forth, and take his spot, the spear wall perfect.
Behind them, still, were some of the horses, walking along the push and stabbing anyone still living that was an enemy, and taking numbers of those who were on their side that were still alive enough to fight later on.
Zan himself sat atop his horse in front of this phalanx,which moved forwards, overlapping him quickly and saving him from an errant spear, which twanged off of a sheid. Zan rode behind his phalanx, shouting words of encouragement to his men. Zan peeled off momentarily to speak with Zhang Jiao.
He found the man fighting alongside his men, using the crashed gap that Zan made to exploit some enemy flanks. He moved to intercept a man, about to stab Jiao with a spear, and cut him down, shishkabobbing the man before he knew what hit him.
Zhang Jiao! Be careful! Though we may have been enemies, now we are friends. Lets try to stay alive, eh?!
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Post by Curty Burty (Hao Zhao) on Jul 15, 2008 18:01:12 GMT -5
At the sight of the approaching Lancers of Lu Bu's army Lu Zhi couldn't help but give a slight groan. Lu Bu could be beaten but it would be so much easier if he could lay a decent trap for him but there was no place for him to manuvere or set up a trap in this enclosed space. IT would have to be the hardway, which would result in a lot of casualities most likely something which he wasn't very fond of.
He Kept his forces in the formation of the 50 Elite Shield and Sword to the front but all in one row this time and he still had the 50 elite Twin Swordsmen behind them but this time a foot behind them. When the Lancers would come into contact with his troops the Shield and Swords would first use their shield to defend themself from an attack but use their sword to slash at the horses as the Lancers passed. While that happened the Twin Swords would move forwards and hack at the fallen Lancers after their horse had been slashed to the ground.
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Xu Shang
Corporal
"Loving to win is cool, But hating to lose is better"
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Post by Xu Shang on Jul 15, 2008 18:01:20 GMT -5
The battle finally.began as both armies sent their legion of troops fourth to cause havok on the enemy. Waves of men came running down from thebeach, and crashing into the repective enemy ranks. The sounds of slashing and clacking could be heard miles away from the actual field of battle. Meng's soldiers charged head up with Wang Yun's soldeirs. Wang's elite spearmen came crashing down on Meng's troops.Though Meng was out numbered to the enemy, the allied forces, Had better generals and soldiers.
Leading the charge was the Elite Swordsmen, fighting their was through the spearmen under Wang Yun's, then the Macemen came in through the flanks to cut the enemy spears down. Meng himslef than came into the action, rushing at him was spearmen, Meng and him got into a deadlock for 2 second before Meng broke, swing at the spearmen with the butt of the shaft knocking him to the ground with his head bleeding, them Meng's Pike stab the soldier in the head. Causing him sinstant death, another whelp then came trying t catch Meng off guard, but totaly aware of everyting around him, he quickly turned and sweeped at the shins of the spearmen, cuting him, causing him to fall and Meng just simply finished him off.
Getting up from it, two other spearmen came, running like barbarians, towards Meng, with there spears up, holding it with both hands and swinging down. Meng met the both of them by holding his pike upward, holding it with both hands, in the center with an even amount of seperation, hitting both spears, to be knocked from their owners hand. Meng thne recovered to thrust his pike to the spearmen to the right, exactly in the gut, and the one towards the left, he pulled out his pike and swung it at the other spearmen, similar to a baseball swing, slicing the mans neck open, causing slow death,
The group of soldiers Meng killed where mainly freebys, seeing some of his men in deadlock with the enemy soldiers, he came on the firdt few bacth of enemies, by just stabing them in the ribs, about 3 or 4 of them. Them another came running to Meng, pointing his spear forward, Meng then met the soldier, but instead of going into a deadlock, Meng had his pike also pointed forward and as the soldier came closer Meng diped the tip of his, then thrusted it up to knock the enemy spear upward, to cause him to be off. Balance, then Meng came throguh and just stabed the enemy in his stomach.
Meng's soldiers saw the might he had, hoping to follow his lead, they kept of fighting hard, and following Meng, casuing havok to Wang Yun's men heart, Meng would continure his onslaught of troops, untill he and a few soldiers would reach Wang Yun personally.
Meng kills 15 soldiers
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Post by Ji-Huang Liang on Jul 15, 2008 18:25:15 GMT -5
"Acare! Deal with the fools!" Huang Liang shouted forward to his Lieutenant, who spun his spear above his head and pointed backwards.
"Gladly Huang Liang!" Sen Acare shifted his men into a line, and they dropped their polearms, slowly circling around their enemy. Huang Liang, however, turned his men, slowly retreating backwards, rushing his men, in a shield wall, in small, short battle pulses to keep the enemy turned. As Sen Acare slowly circled around on the enemy, forming his ranks of Lancers. He gave the order, as his troops now faced the small battalion's rear flank. "CHARGE!!"
Thirty horses quickly galloped around, still in rank, to the rear of the men that Guo Si had pushed his way, their numbers somewhat smaller due to Wei Yan's and Sun Liao's 'reverse pincer'. What small group of men were still headed for Huang Liang, faced a charge directly into the rear of their ranks. Huang Liang, who had moved his troops out of the way of the momentum of Sen Acare's charge, called for a charge of his own, slamming into the side of the disorganized rank.
____________________________________________ Ji-Huang Liang laughs at Guo Si's pathetic attempt to stop the flanking manuever. While Wei Yan and Sun Liao hold up their part of Guo Si's reinforcements, Huang Liang uses his elite infantry to taunt forward the veterans! When the Veterans are fully committed, he pulls his infantry backwards! Sen Acare rushes GuoSi's 'Reinforcement Veterans' rear flank! Huang Liang rushes Guo Si's 'Reinforcement Veterans' side flank!
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Post by Xiahou Dun on Jul 15, 2008 18:30:19 GMT -5
Xiahou Dun was seemingly unnoticed by Lu Bu, who let his units attack the two units one his left and right and then he himself ran off before Xiahou Dun could even find him in the tussel screaming some unlucky bastards name.
In his anger at being over looked Xiahou Dun jumped into the ranks of enemy spear and sheild troops before him. In a quick swiping one two move he came horizontailly across one man's shoulder, releaving the soilder of the burden that was his head, and coming back across to make a diagonal, slash that would releave one more troop of his speararm and come to stop inside his the space between his rib cage and hip bone.
After retreiving his scimitar he should tackled one man, bouncing off his sheild and knocking him back a few paces, then planted his foot on another sheild while stopping the mans spear and kicking off, knocking this guy on his back. In the same move he shuffled to the side on his other foot and made a wild slice that claimed another soilders leg. Though seemingly randmon Xiahou Dun had a general idea with he was doing, as his soilders collided on the front Dong Zhou's army he was creating a small pocket around himself in there ranks, now three soilders wide and 2 soilders deep. So keeping and agressive style Dun could keep the nearby soilders off balance untill the hole softened up and his troops could press in and break the enemy lines down.
Xiahou Dun has seemingly been ignored by Lu Bu, how lucky! He is attempting to break through Dong Zhou's portion of the line that is un attented to. Ko count: 3
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