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Post by Ayden (Retired) on Jul 17, 2008 20:20:18 GMT -5
"The sparrow is abandoning its wing! Kill the wretched beast!" The scream came from the man known as Gao Jin, his trident in a menacing position of lodged down a soldiers throat. Wrenching it free, blood plattered across his armour. The soldier around him grinned in a menacing way, one even laughed hysterically. To Xing Cai, this was justice, to Gao Jin, this was revenge. The allied soldiers were enjoying every single kill they could inflict. "Make each drop of blood glorious." Gao Jin ordered to the men, they nodded and continued their frenzied charge into the reinforcements. They were unstoppable. "Surround him!" Xing Cai ordered as the clearly elderly and slow Wang Yun dashed for the safety of his own ranks. Xing Cai herself charged after him. Being much younger and lighter, her speed was far outmatching that of Wang Yun. Plus, two other soldiers appeared on either side of Wang Yun, the elderly and somewhat useless general was captured. It was either suicide, or capture. His decision. Raising Furious Angel in a direct and powerful manner, Xing Cai spoke superior to that of Wang Yun, considering his situation. "Wang Yun, lay down your weapons. You have lost." Xing Cai commanded, as more and more allies seemed to appear from nowhere, blood staining the cold metal of their spears and shields. Xing Cai was feeling the hot thrill of victory and killing, which she always imagined she would hate. She even allowed a grin to slip through as she stood high and mighty, her blood stained and yet still silk skinned hands gripping the terrible and gracious weapon. Summary[/u] Xing Cai has captured Wang Yun! [/size] - I don't mean to god-mod Wang Yun, but he had absolutely no chance of escaping much younger and energized youths.
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Xifeng Yue
Second Lieutenant
The Beautiful Devil
Turn the lights off in this place//And she shines just like a star...
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Post by Xifeng Yue on Jul 17, 2008 20:58:08 GMT -5
ThemeThe dark haired woman turned in her place, reholstering her knife back onto her thigh before whistling for her horse. Syto came running to it's master, seeming to take extra care to smash into enemies that were abot to be defeated. Ha, good animal she had there, the woman thought with a smile reaching out to grab the saddlehorn before swinging herself up onto the Mare easily. People were fleeing from them now, this she knew; but from a distance, she could see a war chariot thundering down the way...
"Men, to me!" She called, and the cry was repeated back until her battallion had assembled, for the most part, around her. There wasn't a lot of enemy to fight anymore, seeing as how their Officer and another had WTFPWNED a bunch of them and scared the rest off. A few were brave enough to stick around. The woman kept her eyes foward and her speech short. After all, there were things to do!
"The Enemy is getting desperate! We must take them out now!" They roared in aggrement, the horses snorting and stamping their feet at all the comotion. With only a "We Ride!" The woman led her men foward, charging to catch up with Yuan Shao and to bring and end to this war! Xifeng returns to her men after using her Limit Break! They’re now hightailing it to intercept Dong Zhou! KO Count: 51
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"Loving to win is cool, But hating to lose is better"
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Post by Xu Shang on Jul 17, 2008 21:11:50 GMT -5
As the battle progressed, the Allies momentum began to pick up greatly through their ranks, as the words spread throughout the Allied ranks that one of Dong Zhou's Grand Generals, a man name Hua Xiong fell on battle by the hands of the great Liu Bei, that even got the Allies more excited and wanted to rid the battle field of Zhou's men
Meng was truely gratfull from the help of Xing Cai, her valiant efforts in assisting Meng with Wang Yun was excellent, by them routing him, the battle get a bit easier
"LORD MENG!...WANG YUN IS TRYING ESCAPE!!"
Meng quikly look ahead to see the dog Wang Yun, running with his tail between his legs..
"NO!!!...WE MUST NOT LET HIM FLEE!!"
Meng started running after Wang, aswell as a group of soldiers, they where sure to capture him and make him suffer, even some of the soldiers that where under Wang's command where running with, Meng and his men just simple cut them down with a swing of their blade, racking up kills like a bucther shop. They even began throwing things at Wang as he was running, not wanting to kill him but either to just injuer him or just slow him down a step, hoping to reach Wang Yun.
KO'S 57
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Post by Lyle on Jul 17, 2008 21:14:08 GMT -5
Yuan Shao was sliding into another thick argument with the enemy as Zhuo appeared, rumbling through and even trampling his own men to make his way toward his enemy's center. The man appeared wicked itself, he was being lead by four horses (though he could've used a 5th) and had freaking blades attached to the sides, blades capable of cutting fools in half... or well, a third of them off. Oh no!
Yuan however felt enlightened by this site, finally his prize, well, rather his goal was before him. He'd fought long and hard, his pains had worsened from the damage he'd taken and now he was struggling to keep a hold. But seeing Zhuo in all his fatness and absurdly colored robes was like a cool breeze on a sunny day. Here he was.. Shao kicked his horse back and the animal span around with a furious rage, still unsure of its new master. It began to ran backwards but quickly it was spurred around again. Zhuo was approaching at high speed.
"You fool, I will allow you but to live to see you ruin!" Shao yelled furiously as his horse reigned up and then charged forward, trampling a man or two in the process, it was epically impossible that the horse managed to keep running, but it did. Zhuo was still barreling down his way and only appeared to speed up at the site of Benchu's boldness. Amazingly, the horse charged on despite the awesome force coming its way and as the two leaders neared each other Shao began to raise up on the horse and before he knew it he took the leap of faith, crashing through the air like a wild man, one hand out to grab the scum at which was about to cut his horse's legs off and his right one gripping the blade that would slice deep into Zhuo's pudgy arm if allowed.
There was a lot of force in there, and Shao knew it was going to hurt. But oh god, the look on his face, never could such a feeling be repeated. Time slowed as he savored the moment, but he understood that now, here where the lines were all too thin, his blade mattered more now than any other warrior. It would be his little secret, and Zhuo's pain.
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Post by Mr. Zhang He on Jul 17, 2008 22:30:34 GMT -5
As Yuan Shao hurled himself at Dong Zhuo, Qu Yi finally arrived from the rear. His men had encircled Dong’s line, and were swiftly cutting down their opponents. Their redoubtable commander was at their head, slaughtering any who got in his way. Despite the highly unlikely odds, Qu Yi had once again led his men through the mouth of Hell itself and had emerged unscathed. He had groaned as he saw his commander and that woman from before performing what could only be described as horridly unrealistic showing off. However, the attack had indicated his target to him, and he had urged his men forward. They arrived just in time for Qu Yi to spot Yuan Shao leap of his horse, straight at Dong Zhuo. Some distance in front of the chariot, he spotted Zhang He dancing his way toward Dong Zhuo’s chariot. Both officers of Yuan Shao understood that this fight between Yuan and Dong was a matter of pride for the nobleman, and neither wished to incur Benchu’s wrath for imposing themselves on his vindication. However, just because they couldn’t interfere with the fight itself didn’t mean they couldn’t make escape a more difficult option for the tyrant. * * * * * Zhang He nodded as he and Qu Yi both broke into runs, heading toward Dong Zhuo’s chariot from opposite directions. Their lord was taking down Dong Zhuo himself handily enough, but if he couldn't restrain Dong and gain control of the chariot at the same time, Yuan Shao could find himself in trouble. That was where his trusted officers came in. Dong Zhuo’s chariot loomed in front of Junyi as he stopped short. He laughed, posed, and pointed a clawed arm at the horses as butterflies spread from him. “Such beautiful beasts. I shall free you from your service to this ugly tyrant.” The horses charged forward, but before they could trample Junyi, he was aloft, flipping over the animals. He came down on top of one of the lead animals, and severed its bridle with a deft cut. As the beast surged away from its fellows, Junyi hopped to the next one, performing the same delicate operation and taking care not to harm the creature. Hope, slice, hope, slice, and it was done. As the four horses that had been pulling Dong Zhuo’s chariot dashed away, the chariot itself leaned forward somewhat and began to slow to a halt. Junyi leaped from the back of the last horse, landing just in front of the chariot’s resting place. Qu Yi came up from behind and slew the driver with a quick cut, then the two officers moved to opposite sides of the chariot. Their lord, and his prize were inside, and they would be loathe to allow any other take either of them. * * * * * While Yuan Shao’s two officer moved to aid their lord, their troops continued to lay into Dong Zhuo’s army. Inspired by Zhang He’s feat of unlikely acrobatics, they pressed on, hewing Dong Zhuo’s men to pieces. Meanwhile, Qu Yi’s men reunited with the main unit, joining the fray with a shout. Together, Zhang He’s reformed army smashed into Dong Zhuo’s eastern flank. - Qu Yi has successfully flanked Dong Zhuo’s center and cut it off from Li Ru.
- Zhang He has downed Dong Zhuo’s chariot.
- He and Qu Yi are now standing guard next to it as Yuan Shao deals with Dong Zhuo.
- Both of their units seem to be doing surprisingly fine without supervision. Ah well, I suppose you only need so much supervision when your orders are “Kill anything that moves.”Zhang He’s troops:90 Elite Sword and Shield 90 Elite Claymores
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Post by Xiahou Dun on Jul 17, 2008 23:40:19 GMT -5
Xiahou Dun's unit was finally ready, he removed two more heads of enemy soilders and began rushing toward the back lines. His unit pushing to break the enemy lines. There best bet now was to follow behind there general and wait for him to break the enemy in half. Letting another body roll over with multiple stab wounds in his chest and Dun ran it over. After slicing another man and letting him roll over trying to stop the blood flow from his neck the unit made it's final push under his lead.
Being only a few lines away Dun finally broke ahead, Slicing off one man's arm and anothers leg with his same one two slice from before and then darting forward with a feincing like stab to someone else's chest cavity. He was now only one line of men away, opening his postion slightly by rocking off on enemy sheild and thwarting another spear, then skillfull removing the wrist of the offending spear hand, followed by a fluid strike to the same mans thigh and bounced toward the rear line. Immedaitly let his scimitar down on his head spliting it open, and pushing the body at another man using it as a distraction and thrusting into his stomach while off balance.
Finally breaking behind the line he had a quick thought and stabbed two men in there back to further open the hole he was forming. But at this point he only saw Guo Si fleeing, what further inopertune timing. While he was watching that he heard some renegade scream, turning his head to face some random enemy soilder he quickly parried a first strike, kicked the spear out of the man's hand and then stabbed his chest in to look like a pin cushion.
"Guo Si get back here you coward face Xiahou Dun, or I'll end up coming for you any way."
Xiahou Dun has finally broken the leaderless enemy lines down and called a challenge out to the fleeing Guo Si Ko count: 13 total: 30
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Jul 18, 2008 0:19:19 GMT -5
*A moment was taken in the heavens for this one second. For this one second, it had seemed that the battle itself mattered not, despite it being the single factor in the future of China. No, it meant nothing in comparison to this moment within. As Sun Yuan Ci spun himself whilst airborne, he brandished his might Crescent Spear high in the air, propelling past lines of soldiers while bringing his eyesight straight to Lu Bu. The two looked at eachother while Zhiyun drifted ever closer with each passing moment. One, the greatest warrior alive; the other, an honorable soldier who fought his way to meet the legend. One's eyes burned a black fire, his eyes pitching past the grand halberd in his hand; the other showing that this was the time of his life, a sinister smile on his face as he began to descend from the air. At the tip of his descent, he swung down his spear, sending his cloak spurring backward along with the plume at the top of his head. At this moment, Lu Bu brought his halberd above his head, blocking the mighty attack in what was seen as the grandest bout in China. The gods looked in awe... at the sight that would be remembered forever, be it in writing or painting.*
*However, such an attack would not slay a man of such strength as Lu Bu. Zhiun had brought all his power into that strike, knowing fully that it was a mere show of skill. Lu Bu had sought him out, and it was Zhiyun's duty to display his skills as being worthy of such a challenge. Lu Bu shoved off the strength in his legs, forcing Zhiyun off his opponent's halberd to the right. With the momentum of his spear flowing as a steady river, he followed the flow by quickly spinning off his right shoulder, regaining his posture just in time to see Lu Bu's strike. He brought his halberd down from overhead, aiming to pierce Sun Yuan Ci's shoulder, likely a mortal wound with the force Lu Bu applied. However, Zhiyun would have to expect every attack from this man to be a mortal one should it land...*
*Zhiyun had displayed his might and elegance already, by his overhead strike and his airborne flight toward his opponent respectively. It was time to show his opponent his finesse. As Lu Bu began to bring his halberd down from the sky, Zhiyun lowered himself to Lu Bu's waist, pushing off his right foot while swiftly launching his shoulders to the left, followed by his body in a slight dive. He lifted his spear, horizontally with a large slant to his right. If he did not slope his block, he feared the might of Lu Bu's attack would sever the shaft of his spear in two. Thus, with the slant, he'd derail the direction of his opponents strike off to the side, hopefully forcing it to the ground with enough force to allow Sun Yuan Ci to bide enough time to attack an undefended foe.*
*Keeping his body low, his spear in the same situation, Zhiyun lowered it closer to the ground, hovering a mere foot over it. With a quick swing of his shoulders, he swiped the Crescent Spear over the plane of the ground to take Lu Bu's feet out from underneath him, the crescent of his spear hooking along with his opponent's leg. If the attack landed to its maximum effect, it had the likelihood of cleaving his foe's leg entirely, but Zhiyun doubted the mighty Lu Bu's defense to be so easily bested. Thus, following the swipe of his spear, he rose his posture, along with his spear, swinging it horizontally across Lu Bu's chest in a fatal attempt at the warrior's life, while still being in a good stance to parry any strike that Lu Bu could respond with.*
*While two mighty warriors fought to the daunting death in the bravado of a duel, the battlefront was slowly shifting over to the allies favor. While they were still outnumbered, as Zhiyun couldn't help but notice earlier, the many fine generals that answered the call to fight Dong Zhuo were proving to fare well against him. They led their men across rivers, up shorelines, and across blood-stained fields to get to the point they were at. And now, at the peak of the battle, none of Dong Zhuo's few loyal vassals could prove able to match the stature of the allied generals. The only generals of worth were Hua Xiong and Lu Bu. Lu Bu was drawn to fight Sun Yuan Ci while his men were swarmed and Hua Xiong bravely entered battle with the famous Three Brothers, but no mortal man could dare match the valor of these just men.*
*Xilao Shao led Zhiyun's men, who numbered now 80 strong cavalry. While Shao had charged through men and across entire battlefield when he first arrived, much as his master Zhiyun had, he now stopped to fight. The cavalry put aside their lances, and took out now their swords and shields. They had cleared the way for Sun Yuan Ci to retreat should he have needed to after launching himself deep into enemy ranks in a rampant slaughter of any who approached him, but now they were needed elsewhere. To the east, the banners of the Sun Cousins were still visible, and Captain Shao was headed to them.*
*Sun Liao had paired up with Wei Yan, and with the help of Ji-Huang Liang, were piercing into the ranks of Guo Si's men. Guo Si, in fear of the glorious armies of Sun Liao and Wei Yan, was beginning to retreat. However, the cavalry under command of Captain Shao had broken off from combat, and were now beginning to circle around to cut off and surround Guo Si entirely. Sun Liao, upon sight of this, dismounted his horse. Drawing his scimitar-like blade, and began to approach the faltering general. As he took each step, he began to grin. His soldiers formed up behind him, forming a triangular wedge. Sun Liao was Leonidas, his men were the mighty spartans in that one scene where they totally roflpwned the persian cavalry, only this was ancient China.*
*He swung his sword quick and strong, severing limbs from body with each stroke as he walked slowly and casually toward Guo Si, who's men were no chance for the wedge Sun Liao was personally forcing toward him. He could only look upon his mighty enemy, and see the fire in his eyes as he immortally drew nearer and nearer, and with every soldier that tried to attack the formation was another soldier fallen to a blade. Sun Liao demanded the head of Guo Si, and now he was closing in to gain such a trophy. Guo Si's men were boxed in, with Ji-Huang Liang's men around him and Sun Liao himself forcing his way toward the enemy general, and Captain Shao closing in to pierce the ranks and spell imminent death.*Sun Yuan Ci and Lu Bu engage in a duel that will ring upon the halls of the heavens for eternity! Xilao Shao encircles Guo Si while Sun Liao goes total Leonidas on their ass! Sun Yuan Ci kill count - I'll play it down and say 90ish, hehe [/center]
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Post by zhugeliang on Jul 18, 2008 1:10:35 GMT -5
Liu Bei heard that his brothers were coming to aid him in the battle. But he had a different idea he wanted to do this himself. He wanted the lands to recognize him as not only a great leader but a worthy warrior. He showed that just then with Hua Xiong kneeling before his feet. Liu Bei was about to slice his head when he gravely misunderstood the enemy he was stabbed in the abdomen. With a reflex he moved his swords towards the other way and sliced his head off. With that happening there was a thud and Liu Bei dropped to one knee. His green sash had a mix of red on it. It wasn’t the enemies blood it was his own. His guards rushed towards him slicing whoever was left and went to his side. He simply was in agony groaning all over. That thrust wasn’t as deep but still enough to hurt a great deal.
‘’Arghh………Blast!’’
Liu Bei had new mixed emotions hurting and anger. He wanted to finish the battle by destroying Dong Zhou, but looks like that wouldn’t happen not today probably never again. His men took his weapons and other men put both of his arms into there shoulders as the remaining guards formed a protective circle incase of any other attack. As they slowly retreated to the back lines. This was for safety they couldn’t have him dying. Maybe the other brother can take up there position and continue the attack. But for now Bei needed to get back to the medical area back in the ship. They put a great deal of pressure on his wound so the injury wouldn’t bleed a great deal anymore.
‘’Brother Fei & Yu, Continue on. I will be fine.’’
If his brothers never heard that then he would ask the solider to go to them and tell them that. But for now he had to retreat. It would be a better plan.
‘’Retreat, Is a strategy in itself.’’
Liu Bei has slain Hua Xiong. Liu Bei has been injuried. He will watch from the backline, while getting treatment.
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Post by Mr Nor on Jul 18, 2008 11:01:51 GMT -5
((I feel like absolute shit, I have a minor hang-over, and... yeah. I feel like dieing right now. Just thought I should post somehting. I apologize for this really short post, but I need to go throw up.))
As Zhou Tai and Zei Fang continued to do their dirty work, their men continued to follow their master's lead. the mimiced every slash, and stab, every swip of a sword. Zhou Tai was almost disappointed when Wang Yun was captured, but it would allow his men to do their thing more effectively.
"Come, men! They are without a leader now! Strike them all down! Give them no Mercy!"
*Zhou Tai is killing stuff! His men are killing stuff!*[/i]
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Post by Dark Narrator on Jul 18, 2008 11:04:12 GMT -5
The rebel lines were falling apart along the entire front of Dong Zhuo’s army. On the eastern side, where Hua Xiong and his men were routed, Lu Meng along with Xing Cai gave chase after Wang Yun. The elder did not have a chance of escaping, now being unhorsed and on foot against much younger, swifter opponents. “This…is….not….good..” he thought to himself, running out of breath and feeling his knees crack with old age. Xing Cai and her men were quickly upon him, followed by Lu Meng and his men. The elder was now surrounded and had no other choice but to surrender. He stopped moving, looked around in despair, and lowered his weapon before dropping it. Zhou Tai could be seen, in the distance but he was just out of reach for aiding in the capture. Wang Yun has been captured by Xing Cai and Lu Meng! The rebel eastern flank has been routed in its entirety!******************** In the center, Dong Zhuo’s men were fighting hard but getting overwhelmed by the unrelenting assaults by Zhang Jiao to his right and 3 other allied officers ahead of him. It seemed Yuan Shao, one of those officers, had lost his old mind. He started to charge right at the Fat Man, racing upon his stolen horse! “Ha ha ha ha!” the emperor laughed, thinking of how glorious and morale annihilating it would be to crush Benchu. The allies would be disheartened and maybe it would be what could turn the tides of battle. Well, that is what Zhuo thought but he was currently unaware his flanks were crumbling. The 4 horses in front of Dong Zhuo’s chariot brought the big man forward, though they were being pushed to their limits with such a massive load to pull. Still, both leaders moved quickly toward one another for an epic clash. That is, if there would be any clashing with such a bizarre and risky move. Time slowed to a snail’s crawl as Yuan Shao leaped from his horse. The beast would be trampled, unfortunately, but could act as a speed bump of sorts to slow the emperor’s pace. Still, the sheer weight and power of Zhuo’s pimped out ride would push him forward, but before that he would have to save himself. The Fat Man, bending his body, and the laws of being chubby, avoided the flying Benchu by moving to the side. The soldier to his right was launched off the chariot, but his fatness was spared. Yuan Shao would hopefully land on his feet or some allied soldier, to break his fall, because if he fell on his head….that would be bad. As the chariot ran over Shao’s horse it slowed down, but sent both occupants flying into the air! The other soldier was thrown over, landing on the left blade of the chariot. He was cut to pieces! The Fat Man fell on his ass and then rolled over onto the ground out of it. Zhang He and his ally were trying to halt Zhuo’s movement upon his chariot, but he had already fallen out. They still tried to take the vehicle apart just in case, but coming to the emperor’s aid were the remaining elite lancers under his command. Their presence always had to be noted as they could make you pay. “Emperor, here, take my steed!” an elite yelled, dismounting and charging into Zhang He’s lines. Dong Zhuo praised the heavens, or rather hell as he seemed to be a demon, and quickly tried to mount the horse. A few elites had to move and help him up because he could not do it himself. Dong Zhuo is attempting to escape north! He has elite guards guarding him and leading him away from the battle!********************* Guo Si was running for his life, scared that Xiahou Dun or Wei Yan would tear him limb from limb. He could now see the emperor fleeing in the distance and it lowered his morale lower than a bottomless pit. Just as he was about to call out for Dong Zhuo to rescue him, a spear pierced his right thigh and sent him to the ground in pain. Xiahou Dun’s men arrived with Wei Yan’s men as well as Sun Liao's to surround the rebel general. Guo Si has been captured by Wei Yan, Xiahou Dun, and Sun Liao! The rebel left flank if crumbling and only Lu Bu with Li Ru remain!
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Xifeng Yue
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Post by Xifeng Yue on Jul 18, 2008 11:19:56 GMT -5
((Short, but i'm sick and got no sleep. Deal with it.)) The woman rode her horse hard, watching the Yuan allies surround and try to take down the Tyrant. Suprisingly enough, he managed to avoice capture by Yuan Shao. She snorted; That just would not do. She led her men around the fighting and after the fat man, intendting to cut off any escape route he was looking for. He would not escape this battle, they would make sure of it! The Beautiful Devil looked over her shoulder for a moment and signaled to her men, and they started to fan out.
Xifeng's after Dong Zhuo like White on Rice!
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Post by Mr ~Traptz~ on Jul 18, 2008 11:24:48 GMT -5
The Great.... Albeit Slightly Late... Liu Pi
Zhang Ren and his spearmen continued to fight it out on the front lines as it seemed the entire rest of the army was to busy fighting officers or chasing them down. The entire battle had been going pretty well, even it seemed as though it shouldn't have, what with being out numbered and all. Ren cut another soldier down, and his men pressed forward. It all the commotion it sounded like Dong Zhou had been captured, but with the fervor that Dong's men were still fighting with, probably not quite yet. KO's: Lots -Zhang Ren and his men continue to fight cause he has no idea what's going on elsewhere.[/i] **************** Liu Pi and his unit moved up to engage the enemies broken rear. The 100 Elite Lancers headed straight for the strongest point on the weak east flank, hopefully actually doing some damage.(Ugg, sorry for crappy and horribly late post. Had power/internet troubles, as well as been busy.)
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Post by Mr. Zhang He on Jul 18, 2008 11:47:59 GMT -5
In-Battle Post [/center] As Dong Zhuo fled his chariot, Qu Yi sheathed his swords and drew his bow. He was out of breath from catching up to the chariot, and besides, what was the point of being the best archer in Yuan Shao’s army if he never got a chance to display his skill in front of his commanders? He nocked an arrow as Dong Zhuo was helped on to his horse and drew the bowstring taut. “Time to stick us a pig.” Qu growled. However, before he could fire, Zhang He grabbed his shoulder. "What are you doing? Dong Zhuo is reserved for our lord. Besides, there is no beauty in a kill like that." Qu Yi groaned and mumbled some profanities. He lowered the bow, and Junyi removed his hand. In one swift motion, he then raised it again and fired. Junyi gave a panicked squeak as the projectile flew through the air. Qu Yi had practiced the bow since childhood; he needed no more than the blink of an eye to establish his target. The arrow whizzed by, now aimed not for man, but for beast. If Dong Zhuo was endangered by Yuan Shao, his horse was now in mortal peril from Qu Yi’s arrow.
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Post by Lyle on Jul 18, 2008 11:48:12 GMT -5
Yuan Shao had missed Zhuo, maybe the fat bastard had slipped and his own weight brought him tumbling down to save his life. Shao's sword however did manage to cut the man standing next to him, though all of that proved futile as the man fell off anyways. Thankfully, Zhuo would not escape and as Shao rolled on the ground and steadied himself, Zhuo was thrust in the air and then upon his very large ass. Yuan raised up and drew his sword back as he smiled, Zhuo was now his. Ah, but he was trying to be saved. "Oh bullshit!" Shao ran forward, despite the men who now began to converge on the position to defend Shao. He had his own, and after that stunt they were finally pulling in with swords drawn. Zhang He even was now here, and the united men began to push for Zhou, making sure the leader couldn't get away. "Men... men, th... throw me!" Yelled Shao as he pushed towards his men and sheathed his sword at his side. His men quickly reacted, like they'd actually done this before! With a heave they called and pulled Shao back quickly and then forward, but then again and again as if pulling together. Zhou was still trying to get on the horse, and the horse was damn near well trying to run away from the heavy-set man. "FIRE" Screamed Benchu as Zhuo began to get on the horse and settle himself in. The men hurled Shao in the air, and Shao was begging to think this wasn't the best idea. He was soaring now, and that isn't the most comfortable feeling when your right in the middle of a battle. Mid thought about realizing what it feels like to be a catapult shot/barrel roll ( ), he noticed an arrow whiz through the air; it was but a single arrow and was highly accurate. It thudded into Zhuo's horse just as Yuan grasped onto the man's robes, but it proved futile, Zhou had been sweating from getting up and his robes were doused. Shao was nearly falling, but his left hand got caught on something... The arrow! It was holding him up! Shao dangled and threw his right arm around the horse to leverage himself as the (incredibly strong willed) horse charged out in fear. Quite litterally Shao was holding on for dear life, and more or less his face was right behind Zhuo's ass; every fiber in his body was holding on. He laughed, a small glow around him, and spoke to Zhuo, "Did you f**king see that?! You can't escape!" Shao just went all curse of the golden flower over Zhuo's ass! Oh no!
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Post by Mr Alencon on Jul 18, 2008 11:51:04 GMT -5
The screams were now louder, the pain and suffering of thousands of men filled the air like a thick black smog. Yet the cheers of victory soon blew all this away - the rebel eastern flank was destroyed! The infamous Hua Xiong, Zhuo’s second best, was slain by none other than the virtuous Liu Bei, aided by the efforts of his brothers Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Even the elderly Wang Yun would meet his fate at the hands of the allies, the cunning of Xing Cai and Lu Meng bringing the advisor to his knees. A third general was captured in short time - finally the wicked Guo Si was in the grasp of the deadly eastern Allied flank. Three remained, but they certainly would not stay any longer. Dong Zhuo had already began to roll away from the battlefield, the fat man thundering quickly away to escape capture. His weight however, slowed his departure - would the Allies be able to stop him? Many would think these thoughts, but one cunning survivor could care less. Li Ru began to panic, walls around him began to enclose, he knew there was little time left for him on this field. In one last desperate move, he barked orders out, and reigned his to move backwards. “Attack!! Attack them all! Do it for the emperor!” The tactician’s voice began to tremble, almost as loud as the footsteps of his remaining soldiers weakly rushing into Lu Zhi’s men. Their fates would undoubtedly be left to death’s will; Li Ru however had already began to leave. He dug his heels into the sides of his stallion, and the beast swept across the fields, fleeing to the north-east, away from the chaos behind him. His retreat, and its success, depended all upon one thing.. That Dong Zhuo would not survive to reprimand him for the failure. Lu Bu’s men however still raged on in the battlefield; so long as their commander fought, so too would they. The veterans already had scattered like ants under a magnifying glass, but the elites, true to their title, stood their ground, fighting until the very last man spat out his very last breath. Soon they would be overwhelmed, beaten down into the ground like the rest of the vermin that showed here. Such a great victory for the Allies.. at the cost of so many lives. *Li Ru has escaped! His men however have rushed Lu Zhi, but with weak will and morale!*(Will do the duel post for Lu Bu later, after a few things are clarified)
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