Assault of Chai Sang

[Norion]

The sun was high in the sky as Wei Yan and his troops approached the city of Chai Sang. There were a few clouds, and no breeze. The temperature wasn't extremely hot, it was comfortable level of heat. To Wei Yan's right was Wei Zhong, his right hand man. Dressed in his typical battle garb (black armor with gold details), he rode his black mount with swagger acheived from being a veteran of combat. To Wei Yan;s left was Fong Zhu, his other partner in crime. His armor was colored gold, and his mount was a chestnut brown. His Spear was slung across his back, and his sword was sheathed at his side.

Behind these three men were the troops. In front were the 2 units of elite Wei Wei Dui guards, Wei Yan's personal guards. they were equipped with either a sword and sheild, a spear, or two hand-axes. To their left, as well as their right, were 300 Wei Wei Dui guards, for a total of 6 units. Each group of 3 units followed behind their respective commander (The right group behind Wei Zhong and the left behind Fong Zhu). The groups were fitted with a viriety of swords, spears, and axes. they were all bloodthirsty savages, and were trained by Wei Yan himself.

Behind the Wei Wei Dui and the Elite Wei Wei Dui were the Jian Qi Bing, or the sword cavalry. 1,500 of them were gifted to him for this by Lu Meng. To each side of the cavalry were a total of 5,000 Jian Bing Jing Ying, also known as the "Tuo Tuan Berserkers". They weren't marching in any certain formation, because they hated organization. Not that they needed it; they were deadly enough without it. Behind them were 2 units of crossbowmen,

Behind them were the peasants, 1,700 of them. They carried with them a variety of farming tools with they used as weapons. However, they also carried with them a ram, and two catapults currently disassembled. As they neared the city, Wei Yan held up his left hand. as his troops halted, he whirled his horse around to face them.

"To my left is a plateau. That is where our assault will be mounted from. We will haul the catapult parts to the plateau and assemble them there. Then, the crossbowmen will set up. While the catapults are being prepped, I suggest the rest of the troops ready themselves for combat. Wei Zhong anf Fong Zhu will motivate you guys while I wait for the rest of the troops that will be here shortly with an ally of ours. Sound like a plan?"

His troops knew the casual tone of his voice meant no disrespect; it was simply how Wei Yan rolled. As they all agreed with a simultaneous "Huzzah!", they headed for the plateau. As they neared the base of the plateau, the main army broke away from the, the main troops broke away from the peasants, who continued up towards the lower middle of the plateau. Once they reached their destination, they began to set up the catapults. the 1,700 peasants worked in perfect unison to erect the might yweapons of destructions. The 20 peasants who held the ram, however, were with the main bulk of the troops.

While his troops prepped for battle, Wei Yan rode towards the top of the plateau to watch on the horizon for his ally. Once his ally was spotted, he would ride down the plateau and meet him.

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TROOPS:

1700 of Peasants--> personal troops
200 of Crossbowmen--> personal troops
600 of Wei Wei Dui--> personal troops
200 of Elite Wei Wei Dui--> personal troops
5,000 Hardened Swordsmen--> Kingdom troops (Approved)
1,500 Cavalry w/ Swords (Approved)
2 Catapults--> Personal
1 Ram--> Personal

[Zhao Han]

[I'll be your local Wei defender.]

City Statistics

City Name: Chai Sang
Governor: Gu Yulong

City Level: 1
City Defence: 1000

Controlled by: Wei

Garrison
1000 Fou Tu Bing - Axemen
1000 Peasants
500 Jian Bing - Swordsmen
500 Nu Shou - Crossbows
1000 Gong Bing - Archers
500 Chang Dao Bing - Veteran Curved Swordsmen
500 Qiang Bing - Spearmen
500 Militia
500 Qiang Qi Bing - Spear Cavalry

Owned Docks, Passes or Gates

Docks:
Jiu Jiang
Lu Kou

Quietly, Gu Yulong stood on the north tower of Chai Sang, watching the enemy army from the walls as they approached. Arrayed along the north-eastern wall were the archers. A garrison of two hundred axemen at either end held the flanks of the men along the walls and over the gate were fifty more of the warriors. The rest of the men formed themselves out in the city proper, arrayed such to block the main thoroughfares through the city. Crossbows were assembled in their places through the rest of the city, spread along the highest perches they could find that weren't on the walls. Some of the peasants were given the task of taking down the city's oldest buildings, that their materials could be used to repair breaches in the wall when night fell. Others still were given orders to gather kindling, and spread it through the city, and spreading more along the wall for the archers. A torch was offered to each party within the city, and one was likewise touched to the kindling piles along the wall. The archers stood along the walls and watched, a handful of flaming arrows from the north tower and several of the men surrounding it as ranging shots, their flaming shot touching off some of the drier grasses, giving a permanent mark, first in the form of luminous vegetation that caught fire, and then in short order the blackened circles on the ground that marked where shots had landed. Further arrows were fired out upon the plateau and the peasants there scrambling about in hopes of building the catapults, or at least forcing them to build the weapons even further back along it. The arrows leashed upon the peasants in thick clouds were launched from bowmen reclining, their feet bracing their weapon against the wall, both arms pulling the bows back quite a distance before loosing the missiles. Those same peasants that were made miserable by arrows amongst them on the plateau were also abused by numerous further arrows as they ran along the eastern wall, fire concentrated at the natural bottleneck formed by the wall and the cliff's edge. Both normal and flaming missiles fell in that area, hoping as much to thin the peasantry as to set alight the disassembled siege engines.

Gu Yulong grinned as he saw the clouds of arrows from that corner of the wall as he walked amongst it, leaving the tower and heading to the gate at a methodical pace, his gaze staring across the plain before him and its gently rolling hills. In the distance, he could see Lu Kou fiercely ablaze behind Wei Yan's army. His citizens there, seeing Wei Yan's army approach, and realising the dock was lost likely, torched the place before taking to fishing vessels and coming up the river to Jiu Jiang before making their way within the safety of the city itself. The men there, one hundred bowmen, had fired a pair of volleys, largely in warning and acknowledgement to Wei Yan's approach than any actual attempt to thin their ranks before likewise taking to Chai Sang and joining the main body. But that was yesterday, and now, Wei Yan's army was arrayed to the east. As Gu Yulong arrived at the gate, he steadied the men around him, archers and axemen alike.

Turning inwards, towards the city, adorned in his finest armour, a spear at his side, a pair of swords tucked to his sides and a bow on his back, Gu Yulong spoke to his men within the city. Along the walls, as death came upon the peasantry, the archers turned their attention to Wei Yan's main army, first ranging the shot, then adjusting their shot as necessary to engage the enemy that had so boldly positioned itself between Lu Kou and Chai Sang.

"Today, is our day of reckoning. Today, our King, Cao Pi, calls upon us to do our duty. It is today, men, that we shall make our impression upon history. For today, the enemies of Wei array themselves against us. Wei Yan and those of the Tuo Tuan have come to take from us what is rightfully ours. War is not something that is foreign to us. Nor is it foreign to them. However, we have fought for decades to forge the kingdom. They, these Tuo Tuan, are newcomers and greedy, naive to the power of Wei," he began, motioning to Wei Yan's army as it reacted to the arrows that fell around and amongst them. It was under such a song of death that Gu Yulong rallied his men.

"They are but children. Wayward children that must be beaten to keep them in line. We have been tasked with giving them this beating as they come to us. We men of Chai Sang shall not give in lightly. However, know this! We are the only men that shall stand against whatever these barbarians shall send against our walls. There shall be no reinforcements. And we shall fight to the last! They shall crash upon us as waves upon a cliff, and we shall rebuff them as stone does water. Thus, let it be known that Wei expects that every man do his duty to the utmost and that none shirk from the danger arrayed on these plains."

With that, Wei's banners throughout the city were multiplied countlessly, banners of black and banners of blue flying with abandon from every tower, numerous points on the wall, every gate, and the highest points within the city.

Today, thought Gu Yulong. Is a good day to die.

At Jiu Jiang, barges from the rest of Wei unloaded grain and were carried into.

[Ba Zeng]

There was another Tuo Tuan army that shadowed Wei Yan. It was an army led by Lu Ling Qi. Under orders from her father she was told to follow Wei Yan to Chai Sang. Not in the same group. Arriving, one after another. Why? Was this a tactic? If it was it didn't seem like a very reasonable one, well at least to this woman. The army under Lu Ling Qi was a rather small one in comparison to Wei Yan's. In fact, if anything, Lu Ling Qi's army was just the supplies. For within her ranks with her were 3 supply units.

The main bulk of her army, 1,000 Halbadiers, marched in a column formation. It was a marching column, nothing special. And they were, well, marching. Accompanying the Halbadiers, on the flanks, in a similar linear column formation were 750 Sword calvary.

The whole army marched from the north, keeping a steady walking pace. They didn't want to be too tired out to battle in the future. Their objective thus far was to catch up with Wei Yan, Then await further orders from him.

Lu Ling Qi was at the front of the columns of men behind her. All of them were men, did all of them respect her? Possibly, but following a woman's orders may have struck a nerve with some. However Lu Ling Qi was branded with a new nick name after several stories were told about her, killing hundreds of men single handedly at Xia Pi. The "Man Killer". A woman? Were the stories true?

Despite whether they were true or not, Lu Ling Qi deserved the respect of all of these men. She had earned the right to be a general in the Zhong Jie Bing. With it came respect.

Lu Ling Qi's men entered the battle field, moving at a normal pace, in front of them was Lu Kuo. "It was set aflame?!" The massive smoke raised high into the air, it could be seen from miles and miles away. "Why would Wei Yan do this?" Lu Ling Qi's men didn't bother to douse the fire, the men just moved around it. There was no sign of Wei Yan's troops.

"How could his army have moved so fast...?"

Troop Numbers
1,000 Ji Bing (Halberdier)
750 Jian Qi Bing (Cavalry w/Swords)
3 Food Carts (One Personal, Two From Justin, Approved usage.)

[Norion]

"Move those catapults back, we don't want to be hi-"

Wei Yan's order was given and obeyed, but he was distracted by the soft "pwho" emitted from the city walls. As he turned his head, a hailstorm or arrows rained at his 1,700 peasants, who had worked in perfect unison to construct both catapults. He continued to praise the peasants, as well as the crossbowmen who were with them, while they pushed the catapults ((2 squares)) uphill under the rain of arrows.

"You, workers, are the true heroes of this battle. Without these catapults, we would have no chance. Please, I ask that you push yourself to the limits for this. Once the catapults are out of archer range, you can rest. For the success of Tuo Tuan, I ask for your bravery to continue!"[/color]

The peasants, although admittedly tired, ignored their fatique as adrenaline coursed through their bodies. Wei Yan called them heroes, and they believed every word of it. As they peasants reached their destination, they locked the catapults in place and sat down on the ground. For now, they had no arrows to worry about. While they rested, the bulk of Wei Yan's army, who seem to have been ignored by the arrows aimed towards the catapults, walked ((1 square)) towards the edge of the plateau and sat down. They had marched a great distance, and decided it was best to take a brief rest while they wait for the food supplies. Although they were currently in no set formation, they didn't need one; they were currently out of combat, resting safely out of harms way.

Wei Zhong was known for having a voice with unparalleled volume. While he and Fong Zhu were with the troops, he roared at the city of Chai Sang loud enough for the heavens to hear:

"Gu Yulong! Swine of Wei! Although your attack of archers is an answer already, Tuo Tuan gives you two options. Either surrender the city peacefully, or allow your citizens a chance to evacuate. If you do not surrender, your men will face a death previously unknown to man. I stake my reputation on the promise that every single one of your men will die. If you do not surrender the city, I promise you that until you do we will do everything in my power to make sure your men do not return home to their families. The death they will face shan't be light. It will be vicious and without mercy.

I give you one more option, Gu Yulong of Wei. Unless you fear Tuo Tuan, fight me, Wei Zhong, in a duel to the death for control of Chai Sang. Of course, I completely understand if you would rather hide behind your archers and the walls of Chai Sang.

Gu Yulong... you will either die a weakling, or live a coward. It is your choice."[/color]

The Tuo Tuan troops roared for Wei Zhong. They knew how powerful The Bear Trifecta (Wei Yan, Wei Zhong, anf Fong Zhu) were. Either gu Yulong hid like a coward, or accepted and died. Both outcomes would go in their favor. Wei Yan let a small smile creep across his lips as he signaled Lu Ling Qi by raising his double-bladed glaive and waving it. She would now know where they were. When they got closer, Wei Yan would ride his horse down and discuss plans.

*Wei Yan's troops have moved out of firing range and are now resting!
*The catapults are no locked, and the peasants are resting!
*Reinforcements have arrived!
*Wei Zhong has challenged Gu Yulong to a duel! If he declines, it will surely destroy the garrison's morale![/i]

MAP OF LOCATION
Click Here
T=Main Army,
C=Catapults, peasants, crossbowmen, and the ram
X=previous location
Arrows=Shows point A to point B

[Lyle]

Mo fukas!

Whaaazzuuuuuupppppttttttt.

I'm modding this battle, so don't do anything crazy or impossible, cuz I'm watching.

[Norion]

((Before we continue, I believe we may need some damages. Although I haven't attacked yet, I believe he has fired upon my peasants,))

((Fuck it, after Mikey and John post, we can just do damages for both rounds and get back on track.))

[Cao Pi]

Denied. It doesn't work that way. This is how it has to go for the formula and for general modding to work.

Attacker (Norion)
Defender (Zhao Han)
End of round 1 (Lyle does losses)
Attacker (Mikey)
Attacker (Norion)
Defender (Zhao Han)
End of round 2

Then the posting order sticks with mikey, norion and then Zhao Han.

You can NEVER have attacker, defender, attacker. This isn't accepted because then you get attack, defence/counter followed by a counter/attack. It screws the entire playing field up and makes modding really hard.

Attackers WILL ALWAYS post before the defenders.

So lyle, follow the above rule and I hope you all have a good fight.

[Lyle]

Yeah what he said.

[Ba Zeng]

Wait, so we're redoing round one?

[Zhao Han]

Mikey looses out on Round One as I understand it. And he lead off Round Two. And from here out, the order is Mikey, Norion, me, then the resident BMod

The words rang in his ears as Gu Yulong listened to the challenge the Tuo Tuan force bellowed. He paced in contemplation as he weighed the options. If he went upon the plains, he'd surely fall against Wei Zhong. It wasn't for want of skill in battle, but a realistic examination of his abilities, and the fact that he would ride into battle, almost certain that he would find himself surrounded and engaging all three of the enemy in due order. It simply wasn't feasible.

"This man, this barbarian, seeks to fight the civilised man in battle! Hah, I say to him. If he demands war...he shall get war. But while he demands honour, he shows none in his actions. Why should we honour him with a duel? And it is he a coward, in fact, in " Gu Yulong asked his men. The response was overwhelmingly in his favour: Wei would forever trump the barbarian hordes that rallied against the city. And even as he rebuffed the enemy, a new army was spotted beside the inferno at Lu Kou. It was a far smaller one, and one that didn't greatly bother Gu Yulong in the least. At most, they lended more to the victory pyre - more bodies to burn en masse because they were ill prepared and chose to not bring their own ladders or other equipment to besiege the foe.

An archer pointed out that very force after Gu Yulong noted it. A nod and a few paces later, the word went out. They would brace for war.

The walls were abuzz with activity even as the enemy had not begun advancing, some time later. As morning turned to noon, only archery fire intended to harass and unnerve the enemy gave any indication of the conflict to come. Bows sang with glee all morning as the last of the barges at Jiu Jiang were unloaded in full earlier in the day and their wagons sneaked into the gates uninvested by the enemy. Within them, bushels of grain and several barrels of cured meats were rolled brought in, the cavalry, finding nothing to do, screening the wagon convoys the whole morning. As noon came, the last wagon entered the gates, and Ming Tu, Gu Yulong's Master of the City's Horses looked at his compatriots. Their lances raised, numerous flags and banners amongst the weapons, they paraded before the gate.

Ming Tu knew his duty. Though he was forbidden it, and Gu Yulong knew better, Ming had to buy the rest of the day for the city to finish its preparations. He and ten of his horsemen rode around the circumference of the city before arriving before Wei Yan's assembled force.

"I come on behalf of the city of Chai Sang! Know that while the Governor will not fight you on open battle, I shall. Should I best you, your men shall retreat. If you best me, you shall have your honour sated," Ming Tu said as he wheeled about before the enemy in full view of the walls and the enemy.

From the walls of the city, Gu Yulong looked on. Ming Tu was a fool, perhaps, for going out and engaging the enemy in single-combat when he was already rebuffed. But so be it - he'd always a level head upon his shoulders, and his terms were probably just and proper so as to gain the most from the battle.

"Though Ming Tu rides forth, know that he does so with only the fairest of terms for his single combat! His death, should it come, shall be the first blood drawn of ours in the battle. And he shall forever be memorialised by the Kingdom for his sacrifice. Should he win, know that he will have rebuffed the enemy single-handedly. That it was by his hand and blade that the Tuo Tuan were turned away and that one of their own fell so foolishly on the field," the governor of the city said, words calming his men quite properly. "We shall not cease our harassment as they fight! Archers, maintain your volleys."

The gates were thrown open as the lancers rode into the city once more, the gates throwing shut behind them at once, a thick and heavy bar laid across the latch, and numerous reinforcements to make forcing the hinges all the more difficult put in place as well.

Word was sent too into the city, the armoury was to be thrown open and the citizenry armed. Any battle would ensure the enemy would pay dearly - first in their own men, and secondly in the worth of the city, a population decimated and willingly ruined by the governor if things turned poorly.
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Duel between Ming Tu and Wei Zhong, Near Chai Sang

Ming Tu wheeled his horse around quickly, just in time to see the gates closing. As he turned back to Wei Zhong he nodded, some fifty yards from the man. He took up his lance from the couch on his saddle, the thirteen foot pole with ten inches of cold steel at its tip was taken up and he eyed the enemy, awaiting for a response as he held the blade aloft, set to do what had to be done.

[Lyle]

Hell no, I make the decisions around here!

From now on it shall be Mikey, Norion, Zhao and then me!

[Norion]

((Just thought I'd remind you, we're still waiting for damages before we can continue.))