Cao Pi
King of Wei
Emperor of China
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Post by Cao Pi on Jun 23, 2009 9:57:10 GMT -5
The Palace is situated within the central plaza of the city. Great pillars and walls adorn each side as a ramp waves through the first courtyard into the main city’s hall. Ahead of the hall is the second gate, where a barracks and a stable lean off on both sides. Beyond that is the main entrance to the palace, where guards are stationed on all sides leading into the inner throne room. There the respective governor or prefect resides, perched against the great golden throne of the cities constituency.
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Post by lyle on Jun 23, 2009 16:04:27 GMT -5
Zhou Yu had been waiting for this moment for some time.
Life hadn't been so swell lsately, but today was a day in which he could look up up to the sky and see clearly the winds of change flying through the air. All was in place, it seemed.
He made his way to Wan on horseback and quickly made his way inside the city to find an inn for the night.
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Post by darkphoenix on Jun 23, 2009 16:20:17 GMT -5
The wind was brutal, as though it was raging dragon that had been constrained by chains and held in place by bonds that not even gods would design. But yet now, it was murder to all men who dared to walk China. It tore at hair, and seemed to turn even the ground against itself. Yet it seemed, as almost a mockery of everything going on around it, the sun shone through, a golden mark, high in the sky. It was insulting, to be sure, but perhaps a reference to the fact that no matter how it seemed all around, there was still a fragile hope that it might still end well.
As Ma Chao looked about, he knew that this dream needed to come true. With the advance of Wei through China all those years before, the world had become a much more evil place. Not just because of Wei, but also because of the bandits and rebels who sought to force the people into obedience. It seemed always the same, always the leaders who used to be viewed as righteous and good, who had turned to despotism and terrorism. How does one fight against such injustice when it seems to rage all around him. Yet Ma Chao knew there was those who had not turned to villainy or cruelty, those who, like the sun, still showed through with an inner light that could, perhaps guide the people to their retribution against these evil men.
Ma Chao walked his horse closer to the city, it's white mane seemed to lessen against the walls, as though just seeing the city made everything around it more corrupt. How, Ma Chao would wonder, could the people here survive? How could they live their lives without feeling that oppression against them. As he walked by the farms, he could see the loss of emotion on the faces of those who were lucky enough to live outside the city. And all though they were revenged by bandits, at least they could fight against those. But the bandits inside the city, the city officials and the like, how were they to fight against them?
It would take someone greater than them, Ma Chao knew, someone who had the fortitude to stand up against them, to cast them down, to show others that these greedy men could indeed be shown that they were not welcomed anywhere. But could Ma Chao do it alone? It seemed unlikely, and he had been wandering the country for many years, never able to see Justice anywhere. But perhaps today would be different.
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Post by lyle on Jun 24, 2009 9:42:04 GMT -5
Morning, in Wan.
Beams of light shown through Zhou Yu's tiny window overlooking the squre, causing the warrior to arise from his position. He sampled some food that had been left infront of his door and slowly began to plan out how he would accomplish today's tasks. The first and utmost important being to find a suitable partner to help him begin his adventure to the top...
He was bold, yes, but one had to be bold in such days. You could no longer just wait for the perfect chance to come along- one had to forger their own destiny, not be born into it. Wei would learn this notion quickly. But for now, baby steps must come first.
After an half an hour of preparation, in which he dressed himself in his armour and further munched on the prepared food, Yu made his way down and out of the inn into the city's square. From just afar he could see the palace of Wan, a structure that seemed to beg for aid from the tyrants who were surely still sleeping in it.
'No matter,' thought Gongjin as he swivled around on his feet and began calmly walking through the flock of people who'd gathered in the street. His eyes were ever looking for the bold type like himself, a warrior who would most likely sympathize with his views yet also be able to provide indiscretion. After some time he'd still found no one, and was begginging to think Wan might have not been the greatest place to look for someone who held as much defiance as himself. Yet, realizing quickly the error of his ways, Zhou Yu made his way to the city gates to wait for the passing warriors. He himself had come to the city this way just the day before, surely another warrior would come through as well.
It was not long till a grand one indeed did come by. His mount alone seemed to scream rebellion. But it was his eyes that Zhou Yu understood the most- they were fiery with anger, one that not only yelled to the winds rise up, but justice. It seemed that this meeting was meant to be, and Zhou Yu quickly made his way to the man and calmly introduced himself.
"Good day, I am Zhou Yu, may I ask why a warrior like yourself treads into the land of Wan?"
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Post by darkphoenix on Jun 24, 2009 17:30:06 GMT -5
Ma Chao had slept the night outside, under the stars, awaiting for the morning to come before he made his way into the city. He had no clear idea what was waiting for him on the other side, and so everything before him would be random and fate, for there was nothing else he could rely on. And as he stared at the monster that was the city of Wan, he could not help but marvel at the sights of men, and how they could achieve such powers.
His horse seemed to santer foreword, with no clear objective, it simply moved without much pattern or thought. Yet it followed those around it, be it a soldier or militia, or a simple peasent who seemed at the last string of hope. Ma Chao could only, once again, angwish at the thought of the people under the tyranical system of Wei. Yet, there was also hope today, perhaps not in those around him, but he could for sure sense it in himself.
However, movement caught his eye, and he spun his head slightly, seeing a tall man, with an almost youth like appearnce step foreword. Ma Chao could instantly tell that he was heading towards himself, and could only guess at the nature. Yet his own face spoke of seeking to become better than himself, not on the broken backs of the people, but rather, perchance, on the virtue of justice and equality. Perhaps, Ma Chao could only wonder, this man was something more than he perhaps appeared.
"Good day, I am Zhou Yu, may I ask why a warrior like yourself treads into the land of Wan?"
Zhou Yu, the man called himself, had a well mannered voice, fluid and full of grace. One could only suspect that he had once served in a court of nobles, who undoubtedly looked to him to make the decisions they could not. Ma Chao himself had come from that heritage, though for him, the right to rule came from strength alone. His father, Ma Teng, would never allow a weakling to follow him to the throne, and now he never world. The world that Ma Chao had been a part of had been burned down by Cao Cao.
Ma Chao though, looked at the man who had introduced himself, and nodded at him. He was trustworthy, of that, Ma Chao was certain, but what was his goals? His ambitions? Why had he come to Wan and the gates themselves? He swung off his horse, to stand beside Zhou Yu.
"Greatings, friend, I am Ma Chao, son of Ma Teng. I am afraid I am unsure as to why I have been brought here, for the gods guide my feet and those of my horse. Perhaps it is because they wish to see me better, or perhaps because they know my time is coming. And yourself, friend Zhou Yu, why might you be here?"
It was an odd way to phrase it, to be sure, but it was the truth, as clearly written in any book or scroll. Yet, he could not help but see the gods in Zhou Yu as well. Perhaps the two were intertied together, was there something more that they had yet to see?
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Post by lyle on Jun 24, 2009 20:00:33 GMT -5
Indeed, he was one of those he'd been looking for.
His seemed to whipser the little details of his soul.. he seemed to even exhale righteousness.. Zhou Yu smiled at the warrior and then returned quickly, his thoughts and words certain. He guided Ma Chao with him, walking back towards the city, drawing him further into the darkness.
"Please friend, you may call me Gongjin. And may say it seems that not fate but our very wills have brought us together in this city. For I can tell you are one who- like myself- seeks to free the world from the chains that Wei has enslaved us in. I alone am one man, just as yourself- but it is our will, our mission that will inspire and lead to the fall of the house of Cao. Forgive me if I am being bold, but this is the only way I klnow how to phrase such a subject.."
Zhou Yu paused for a second, viewing a small child working on the side of the street, trying to sell what looked like to be a some spare vegetables. It made him grimace, but also remember why he was here. He looked agian to Chao, stopping in the middle of the street and staring into his eyes as he spoke, "What say you, Ma Chao?"
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Post by darkphoenix on Jun 24, 2009 21:41:10 GMT -5
Ma Chao smiled and nodded his head as he listened to Zhou Yu speak. The words the other man spoke seemed to bring forth the swelling of men's hearts, and the glory of a people's dreams. Zhou Yu knew what he wanted, but more so, he knew what the people needed. Not just those of Wan, but those of China. Ma Chao could feel the power that seemed to shimmer around Zhou Yu, and he knew why he was coming to respect the man, even though he had met him only a short time ago, it was as though he would not mind following the man in the jaws of hell itself.
"I agree, my lord, for the lands to become whole again, Wei must fall, and those the seek to rise like the cruel rulers must also be crushed under toe. Yet, even should we attempt to do so, how would we ourselves not seek to stop ourselves from falling into the same perils that Wei, or even the old Han dynasty that was eaten from the inside out. Shall we simply rise up against the tyrants, or shall we allow the people see for themselves the vile tricks and greed that their leaders proceed to enforce?"
Ma Chao wondered if there was truly even a way around such things. He turned his head to observe the boy who sat trying to pawn of the food and greens. Yet even from here, Ma Chao could see the rust spots and fungus on the plants. Yet what else did people have to fill their bellies with? For it seemed that anything that was not taken by the leaders was nothing worth eating.
"If we seek to stop this injustice, if even with our lives, how shall we over throw them now? Shall we walk in? Shall we charge in with swords drawn? Or perhaps you know of some other course of action against these men, something that I have yet to think of. Please, Lord Gongjin, have you thought of this much past a grand arguement against Wei?"
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Kyle
Rebel Warrior
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea.
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Post by Kyle on Jun 24, 2009 23:15:27 GMT -5
Perhaps the two treasonous men were brain dead, perhaps they were just overly audacious, in either case, they were certainly inattentive. They paid a minute amount of attention to the sad child that wished to sell the worthless goods, all that the boy owned in his pitiful existence, though, at one point, he surely owned much more. Such was the state of the land, such had always been the state of the land; with Confucian conservatism keeping a firm hold on how the Middle Kingdom was governed, it was a never-ending cycle at this point, one in which the world would prosper for a brief period and then be thrown into strife and suffering once again. It bewildered Taichu to end that the great men before had not thought to challenge such a self-defeating system, but he was determined, unlike those of the past, he would bring about change, and it would have to be much efficient change -- there was no other choice.
But for now, the focus of Taichu had to remain exclusively on these two men speaking publicly about the Cao-Wei Empire. Taichu was certainly interested in them; he had no particular quarrel with Emperor Wendi, but his wife, the Empress, did not sit well with him, and her counsel overrode all others, even Taichu's own advise on how to better the country -- Wendi's own family. Such a flawed rule over the Middle Kingdom was not something that Taichu could condone, and so, like so many others, he was beginning to harbor rebellious thoughts. His father and Adopted grandfather are both pillars of Wei, showing the utmost loyalty to the throne, despite what has transpired under Cao-Wei rule, but Taichu couldn't really blame them, there were related to the Cao family by blood.
After observing the two men, seemingly unseen by either, Taichu decided to chime in on their dangerous topic. He approached them casually with a slight smirk upon his face. "You would be wise to keep such treasonous sentiments to yourselves, gentlemen. Though, the commoners may have great distaste for the Cao-Wei regime... there are many still loyal to the Dragon Throne within this city of Wan. If one of them should hear you, I'm positive that should one of the many officials looking for their ticket to glory hear it from another, or even for themselves; that they would be more than eager to punish you publicly for your crimes."
Taichu paused for a moment, letting his words register with the men, not letting on whether or not he was one of those power-hungry officials. He might as well make his introduction to these two men interesting after all. "Fortune seems to be upon you this day, though; as I am no such fool of the government. Though, I am a relative of the Cao family -- I am Xiahou Xuan, but you may call me by my style name: Taichu. I couldn't help but listen in on your conversation once I started hearing talk of bringing down the Cao-Wei Empire. Even I believe such is necessary, for the government must be changed, the laws, regulations, all of it is flawed and far too outdated; but I shall digress for now, for I would be wise not to speak such either. I have feigned illness to take leave from the capital, the Empress Zhen Luo is far to much of a threat to my life, her tyranny coupled by my cousin's lack of desire to do anything but follow her lead will lead to further devastation in the Middle Kingdom.
"That is not to say that devastation is not inevitable, for it most certainly is. We have been a part of a cycle, one that consists mostly of destruction and chaos, and soon such shall come; and while this is a taxing thing, it is also a blessing, an opportunity to break the cycle. Those before us have failed, because they always go back to the same system of law, a system that is no longer relevant, or useful in the long term, and barely even in the short term." Taichu paused for a moment looking at both men with a gravely serious expression, he also glanced around him, as he was worried they could be found out in such an open place, but he didn't notice anyone around that would betray their meeting to a member of the Cao-Wei faction.
"I suppose that what I'm trying to say is, will you two help me to accomplish such?"
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Post by lyle on Jun 25, 2009 0:06:14 GMT -5
Zhou Yu nodded to Ma Chao, ready to calm his thoughts about what if the cycle was agian repeated, yet he was cut off by a mysterious man. His words were quick and somewhat off, causing Zhou Yu to slip his sword hand around his belt, where his blade was. If the man had to be silenced it couldn't be done here, but that doesn't mean Zhou Yu couldn't prepare to defend himself.
Zhou Yu quizzically looked at the man as he kept speaking, his tone and way of speaking slowly disarming him from his many precautions. Zhou Yu realized that soon this man may actually have some worth, showing some distaste for the Cao family, even though being realated to it, he raised his hand to prevent Ma Chao from responding in an incorrect way and began to speak as the man finished. His voice was calm, though also very certain and assertive. "It has been long since a lord in China fought for what he claims his own... everyman must eventually earn everything that he possesses, no matter the possession. It is I who plan to earn the people's trust, and I hope that thus they will follow to earn their land, young Xiahou..." He smiled slightly at the warrior, guiding now both of his companions into a shaded corner where he could have more privacy.
He countinued there, properly greeting his new 'friend,' "I am pleased to meet you upon such a day, I am Zhou Yu. Next to me is Ma Chao, a man who's righteousness surely knows no bounds. That being said, I knew of your family and knew that even though at times a servant of the Cao's, they proved their own abilities and mettle long ago. I trust you to be a proud warrior because of that and surprises me little that in times like these that you turn to others for support... I believe with you we are nearly complete, if you do intend to stay with me and my companion. All that is needed is to wait for the night to become, and for the guard to be lowered. Can you do this Xuan.... Chao, can you grapple the chaos for a while longer and appear mad even when there is so much pain and suffering?"
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Lyle
Warrior of Wei
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Post by Lyle on Jun 27, 2009 22:54:22 GMT -5
Ah well, catch up when you can Matthew.
Night descends, in Wan
Zhou Yu carefully made his way into a dark alley way; in his hand a small candle burned, showing him his way in the dark blanket that now covered the city. All else seemed to be asleep, or possibly too fearful to be caught by the magistrate in the wee hours of the morning. All but Zhou Yu and his men, who now possessed a document that had won them Wan. His pace was quick even still, only a few troops had made it into the city undetected, and the city was begginging to take notice of the 'rebel' pitterpatter.
A man suddenly came round the corner- in his hand he held a torch, in the other a spear. From behind him appeared an archer, though he quickly lowered his bow as he realized it was his lord Zhou Yu that was upon them and not the scum of Wei. "Good Morning," spoke Zhou Yu as he walked past the men and into the small dip in the back alleyway. He stopped in the middle, viewing the work of his men. Before him was both Ma Chao and the young Xiahou, but also a handful of his men and even more importantly a kneeling figure in silly robes. Now, the robes did not matter so much as that the man cowering in fear behind his gag was a chief magistrate in the city. Apparently it was his job to prevent rebellion in the city. Hah.
Zhou Yu removed the man's blindfold and he began to struggle as he finally realized his surroundings. Zhou Yu smiled to the man, mouthing to him, 'you were always the rat,' while a soldier informed him of the situation and handed him the documents he'd been so desired.
"Sir, these documents list the names of all high ranking officials in Wan, but also contain a map of the entire palace, listing only in detail the private quarters of these men but giving us the layout of the palace..."
"Excellent, it is their trust in this fool that has lead to their demise. Get rid of this pesky onlooker and prepare for tomorrow's operations." Zhou Yu nodded to his men while one took a blade and cut the man's throat, walking off in another direction with the new documents safely in his sash, right next to his heart.
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Sun Ce
Ruler of Wu
The Blazing Spear that is Wu shall never fade from history, rather diminish into it
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Post by Sun Ce on Jun 28, 2009 9:29:33 GMT -5
The Night of Blades Turned Dull
It had been a long day, and as the sun fell upon the Central Plains of Weidu, the young swordsman could close his eyes and rest. It had been a day pf disaster, and he wasn't entirely sure he was truly alive, whether or not this was all just some elaborate dream he was having from the land of the dead. After all, his escape from the palace after his assassination attempt was foiled was so improbable, the assassin himself could barely believe it was now so.
As the lids shut over the eyes, the young man drifted into a daze of sleep. Hazily, he recollected the events of the day. He told tales of the assassins he killed to gain Cao Pi's attention and draw himself closer and closer until he was within distance to strike. Only then did he reveal himself as an assassin. Only when he was too close for anything else to matter was he revealed as the most dangerous man to the Kingdom of Wei. And his assassination attempt was under way. The assassin sped to strike, covering 50 paces in a flash, striking the emperor with his hook swords with as much finesse and might as he possibly could.
The assassination would have been so, but the young man who sought to claim the emperor's life did not think his prey to be so prepared for this. He railed the assassin's swords affray, and as he attacked, the empress' tiger lunged from his side. The assassin had to flee, and he made his way out the door to the gardens east of the palace. Leaping the eastern wall, he evaded the guards through alleyways before taking cover of robes in the marketplace, meeting with Shou Shi and his apprentice Zhao An Ding.
The young swordsman did not know Zhou Yu personally, but his history drew him to know much about the man, and he respected him greatly. Though his failure may not be much a surprise to Zhou Yu, who would know just of how much Cao Pi would defend himself, he took it very personal the the first time he would meet the legendary strategist general would be giving him word of his failure.
One thing about Zhou Yu is that he was extremely good at what he did. The assassin knew not how they fled the city, but it was executed perfectly after they met at the market. Shou Shi led them to a caravan, and told the assassin to hide within one of the wagons. At the southern gate, he presented papers to the guards that gave them clearance to exit Luo Yang, to deliver supplies to Wan. And now Zhou Yu also had a document that listed the names of every man of importance in the city, and that would be his ticket to supremacy.
The caravan entered Wan, and Shou Shi led the assassin and his apprentice to a dark alley, where he saw a small gathering of people in the distance. As he drew closer, he could see Zhou Yu, and two others, and a dead man. He had been killed. He was of royalty, clearly of Wei.
"Lord Zhou Yu. I have a message for you," the assassin said, keeping his voice silent, "The wolf... does indeed cry in the night."
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Lyle
Warrior of Wei
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Post by Lyle on Jun 28, 2009 9:46:00 GMT -5
Zhou Yu was already beginning to walk off from the small group when he noticed a man walking up to him, his hands slowly prepared for what would come- one leading down to his blade and the other preparing to strike the man if needed. Luckily for the general it was nothing other than the assassin that had been told to kill the Cao Emperor. Zhou Yu smiled at him being alive, and spoke firmly so while having the warrior walk with him.
"No matter about that, you are alive; and trust me, more chances shall arise. See your goal as Wan now.. here." Zhou Yu pointed out his inn, showing the warrior inside. He whispered to the warrior and handed him a small bag of gold before departing upstairs to his room, "Find yourself a room for the night and we shall meet again in the morning to discuss the situation further."
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Xu Zhu
Warrior of Wei
Goddamn birds always start singing when the sun comes up!
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Post by Xu Zhu on Jun 28, 2009 9:54:49 GMT -5
"And what kind of discussion will that be?"
A small man, wearing a mask gets out of the shadows. Bold he looks at the men assembled. Traitors of the established authorities. Word in Wan was the great things were happening and off course these things have something to do with all the newcomers coming in town. Tonight Ganja would either kill to stop them all or join to win them all.
"I don't know you, nor do I care who you are. I do know you are bringing danger into this city and with it perhaps the wrath of the Emperor himself. Will you sleep outside the walls volunterily or is there a slice for the cake for Ganja Man too?"
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Lyle
Warrior of Wei
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Post by Lyle on Jun 28, 2009 12:17:45 GMT -5
Zhou Yu smirked, eying the figure, small it be, there was something to this one... And further more, he was very tired..
"I've heard of you, you know? The mysterious Ganja man, your name has come up around those who I know I can trust, and thus I will take you in warrior- but you must swear and oath to me now, that you will fight for the people, and not just for the rebellion itself."
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Lyle
Warrior of Wei
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Post by Lyle on Jun 29, 2009 0:57:33 GMT -5
The Sun rose and set several times after Zhou Yu had managed to secure the documents which would lead to his taking of Wan. Yet even still, he actually had to take the city, put his cards out on the table and prepare to either find success or find himself waiting to be executed.. or worse. The idea of being taken to Lou Yang to become cat food certainly was in the back of his mind, too. Lucky for him, the Empire was not as it used to be- now a shell of its self, at least in its security. The way Zhou Yu figured it- only a strong willed and adept general could prevent a rebellion from occurring. Wei possessed several of these generals, but not enough to spead across the vastness of their Empire. Jiang Ling had been such a place- so was Wan. The very man who'd been sent to get rid of Zhou Yu had fallen into an easy ploy and was rotting away somewhere right now; nothing could be done. Least, that is what Gongjin was hoping, no- counting on. Three days after the first slaying had occured, Zhou Yu made his move. It a way it was the beginning of the end for his opponents, and the start of a grand tale. --- A large crowd had gathered around in the market in Wan, larger than normal. Normally they'd all have something to do, so it was obvious whatever was there was quite important to draw the masses in from all corners of the city. One such individual was sitting at a table, enjoying the show, though his face didn't show it. He went by Pang Chi, and was a loyal follower of Zhou Yu. Quietly he sipped some tea while viewing the scene before him; several hundred people were around a large wooden stage, watching the famed captain of the guard and several other key from the local government baking in the sun, with large, nasty ropes hung around their necks. This task had been hard to achieve, Pang Chi reflected as he finished his cup of tea and began to rise from his chair. They had to secretly eliminate all guards in the area, sneak into the palace as though servants and essentially kidnap their targets. Only a man like Zhou Yu could have pulled it off, he realized. A small woman timedly walked over to the tall warrior, straying away from him further as he picked up a large spear and uncovered its head. He turned and eyed her, then simply bowed, payed for his tea and made his way into the circle. People quickly dispersed as they saw him walking forward, it was clear he meant business, especially by the way he held his blade. Despite the seriousness of this, Pang casually made his way- his men had been placed at all entrances to the market and were preventing any possible guards from descending upon the event. From a rooftop nearby Zhou Yu viewed the scene, eying his lieutenant making his way ontop of the gallows. He reached over and pulled a red flag from a quiver and waved it in the air, signaling the next part of the plan... On the stage Pang Chi retrieved a small torch and quickly lit it from a set small burning fire nearby. Without a bit of hesitation he took the torch to a the lifeless body of the chief body guard to the Wan throne and it caught fire like a christmas tree. They had soaked the bodies, rope and a bit of the wood in fish oil, causing them to ignite rather easily and keep burning. The crowd behind began cheering as he went down the line, touching the torch to each body and holding back the fumes. He quickly disappeared into the crowd after the strucutre began to ignite, already moving to his next position. Zhou Yu smirked from high above and turned, making his way toward the Palace. Behind him people began to chant for more carnage. The city further began to descend into chaos.. --- "Forgive me for being so cliche, but this is it." Shou Shi turned his head back around, his eyes viewing a guard who was slowly falling asleep at his post. Behind him were ten troops he'd picked out himself for it was this mission that was the most important of all.. Wan was falling apart, yes, but it still had quite the sizeable army, being that a city of Wei. Even still, an army was only a group of men who knew how to wield some weapons and follow orders. If you removed their leaders, they still had their weapons, yes, but if you removed those too, they were powerless. Shi drew an arrow and placed it on his bow, extending the string until it was taunt. The sleepy guard from before had finally lost his battle against sleep and had finally embraced the calm night, least so he thought. The fire neck to him crackled slowly, masking the sound of an arrow whizzing through the air until it had pierced his neck. Shou Shi's aim was true, after all- and the guard was unable to make a peep as he began to lose blood quickly. Shi grimaced as he left the bow behind; earlier he'd injured his hand on the chief of the guard's face... he was a tougher one, it'd taken several rounds of pummeling to extract the necessary information from him. Tomorrow his body would burn before the city. That is, if Shou Shi and his men found success tonight. Without a second though Shou Shi ran forward to the wall of the palace, throwing hook with a rope attached to it high up upon the wall, near where he'd killed the guard. Behind him his men followed, each man's armour covered in black cloth to prevent wandering eyes from noticing them. A moment's later they'd made their way upon the wall and began descending on the other side onto the courtyard's floor. All was calm, innocent in a sense- none were expecting events like this to occur so early on. It would be Zhou Yu who would strike first, and it would be with Shou Shi's talents that he would enforce his will. The black armored warrior turned to his men, giving them hand signals to separate into groups, as their task was in two parts. Shou Shi made his way with one group, keeping to the walls and avoiding the wandering guard's eye. And of course, it was lucky for them that tonight the guard would be lowered because of a festival being held within the city; the plan was formulated without error. After a few hundred paces or so the men came upon a large cache of weapons, to be exact half of the armies weapons were placed in a grand fortress of stone, yet on the inside their racks were made of wood, and would easily burn. On the other side his other group of men were already buring the racks and then forcing the gates closed again as they left, preventing smoke to disperse slowly... Shi closed up the gates quickly, knowing they would be compromised in no time what so ever. He jogged quickly with his men back to their ropes, hoping to escape- his image was that of a mad devil, flying through the nite, hoisting up the side of Wan, and then leaving without a sound. --- Zhou Yu was standing tall upon another rooftop, viewing the palace from just afar, his eye also wandering toward the gate that was situated so near. Below him the guards had taken notice and retrieved an official to handle the situation. Behind the gates guards began to gather arms because of reported riots... "You, what business do you have here?"Smirking, Zhou Yu replied, his voice like a wave of power, "You will find out in soon time, for now I ask you to turn your attention to the west gate..."Unbeknowest to the city officials, the gate had been set siege upon by Pang Chi and the men who had entered the city through caravan. Pang Chi turned to a white light as he fought the men, his armour swaying back and forth with the movement of his spear. With a dive he crashed into a huddle of men and beat them off, his troops supporting him so he could open the gate. Moments later the doors were swung forth, and suddenly everyone stopped fighting. Meanwhile Zhou Yu turned back and yelled out with a laugh, "Watch, this part I think you'll really like."The troops at the gate scattered and then a flood of troops charged in, having been able to charge in with the distrsss currently occurring in Wan. Zhou Yu smiled, as the flood soon became a large mass, as hundreds upon hundreds of troops made their way in. The soldiers and officials below him appeared to not be enjoying the sight, some even began running. They had realized already the weapons had been destroyed, and only a few men could be equipped. The fear sunk in deep.. Shou Shi had lead the army in by horseback, pulling them down the large road way that lead straight to the palace. Picturesque he was, his armour black, his spear beaming with a large flag that read "Fa Qiu" and his eyes a red fury (like mine rite now ). The army packed in to the road way, filling the entire block and then spreading out amongst the city. The people began to realize what was happening and became alarmed, yet not in a way that was so much as bad, the land was in rebellion after all. Some would see it as a blessing, to be taken away from the corruption of Wei. Zhou Yu spoke out, his feet still planted on the roof of the large inn, "It is the Fa Qiu Rebels that are before you today, this day that you surrender the city of Wan from the tyranny of the Empire!" Zhou Yu's men cheered loud, deafening everything near them, shaking the groud with their stomping and performing the longest wave in history to date. Zhou Yu's gaze was stead upon the Wei men under him, his look menacing. Eventually he raised an arm and his men faded out until it was nearly silent. Below him now the Wei force had nearly relinquished in fear. A lone offical stood tall, in shock. He yelled back at Zhou Yu, "This is the Emperor's land! Despicable filth, you will leave at once or face the punishment of the Emperor!" Zhou Yu smiled, drawing a bow from a soldier next to him and aimed an arrow down at the official. "Pig, silence" he calmly breathed, the official not even close enough to hear it. Especially with an arrow between his eyes. His heavy body fell back in a grotesque matter. A second later the Wei soldiers dropped their weapons and surrendered to Zhou Yu's army. An hour later the palace had been captured, seized by Zhou Yu's and his officer's forces. The prefect was executed, Zhou Yu cleaving his head off himself. The people chanted the name and began making banners, any Wei loyalists were chased out of town or beaten and killed by the building mobs. It was clear change had finally come, and a new age would being in the heart of the land. lol, godmod ;D
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