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Post by Lyle on Aug 22, 2006 22:00:14 GMT -5
FUCK THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I"VE MADE THIS POST! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The grand, luxiours armies of Zhao appear, their faces hardended and little to no emotion pouring from their voices, movements or generals. It seemed somewhat odd, as one would think men like these would cry out for a saviour, one who would take them from this battle and put them back to bed, to give them another chance.. Yet the did not think so, and they knew that their loved ones, who would be just waking up had enjoyed their sleep, and that many more joyous nights and sessions would come from this today, they knowing their father, son, brother, husband had died valiantly in the name of his country. His Emperor. The armies rallied near a pass, talk of a much larger army further south. Many questioned their lord for meeting the enemy in a battle near the battles, instead of out lasting the Cheng forces. Zhutai was aware of this, and after the succesful and quick building of his camp, he spoke to his men, his tone serious, his couragous voice far from this land. It was as though when the fall of Sui appeared and that there was no land to call home, and no armies to truly raise.. Life and death was to come from this..
I'm going to skip the rest of it, I don't have time. God damnit, I hate this, but oh well.
Scouts were sent out, a mysterious project was talked about, Zhutai gave a huge, serious and bold speech to his men, which they all answered with the cheers of an army twice their size..
Scouts: 20 Hawks
500 Grunts (Swords) 50 Hawks (Swords-Javelin Quivers) 100 Black Swordsmen (Swords-Javelin Quivers-Leather Armour)
90 Crossbowmen (Crossbows)
100 Assualt Horsemen (Crossbows) 350 Horsemen 100 Black Horsemen (Spears-Crossbows-Thatch Shields-Chain Mail-Horses) 80 Hells Angels [Berserkers] (Swords-Javelin Quivers-Thatch Shields-Chain Mail-Horses)
40 Elite Guardians [Qiang Merc] (Spears-Thatch Shields-Leather Armour-Javelin Quivers-Chariots)
60 Imperial Rangers [Imperial Guards] (Crossbows-Swords-Thatch Shields-Leather Armour) 100 Imperial Guardsmen [Imperial Guards] (Kataphractoi Cavalry-Pikes-Composite Bows-Battle Robes-Embossed Shields) 100 Imperial Assasins [Marines] (Kataphractoi Cavalry-Pikes-Composite Bows-Battle Robes-Embossed Shields) 100 Imperial Horsemen (Kataphractoi Cavalry-Pikes-Composite Bows-Battle Robes-Embossed Shields)
1 Catapult
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Post by Jiang Dong on Aug 23, 2006 0:49:39 GMT -5
The MarchJiang Chao knew he was late out, but had to try his best, this city was under Zhao control, just to be the first step of Cheng conquest. Chao had ordered his men to march to the city as quick as possible, as well as one scout with his horse and scouted the enemy army... Report!Mounted Militia Scout: Sir! Cheng Soldiers has been spotted at the southern border, over three thousands of men and a thousand of Horses.
Jiang Chao: This is not good, but we have our emperor, and there will be reinforcements. Camp up on the right side of Zhao maincamp! Army StatusMen: 487 Militia
Equipment: 527 Swords 500 Heavy Javelin Quivers 20 Thatch Shields 35 Crossbows 20 Horses 30 Leather Armour
Troops: 20 Mounted Militia[Horses, Heavy Javelin Quivers, Swords] 20 Armored Militia[Leather Armour, Swords, Heavy Javelin Quivers, Thatch Shields] 35 Ranged Militia[Crossbows, Swords] 412 Light Militia[Heavy Javelin Quivers, Swords]
Spare Equipment: 10 Leather Armour 40 Swords 48 Heavy Javelin Quivers
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Post by Ge Hong on Aug 23, 2006 17:54:47 GMT -5
Horns blew, and a great stomping was heard.
Crows flew from branches, and deer took to skittering across the land.
A host of men, so large, none other had been seen upon land before this time.
The gates of Luo Yang were opened, and out rushed forth the men.
Gods themselves seemed to abandon the enemy.
A single man leading them, his advisors to his left and right, his generals at the heads of their respective men.
It seemed as though today would be a day of reckoning....
My men... Temple Guardians, of the White Tree. Today, we march against the evil that has been plaguing us. For too long, has foul words been whispered into my ears. For too long have we been the puppets of another regime's twisted ways.
Well, now, I say we discover who our enemy is. For now, we make camp within the Zhao, as they have been allies. Let us hope to hear word that the Cheng are indeed our enemies, for I fear that our wrath shall be unstoppable if it is brought upon those we've held close.
For the White Tree, for the Temple Knights...
Templar, ADVANCE!
A raucous of cheers was heard, but stopped. Their minds reformed, these former pirates are now elite killing machines. They marched, in impecable order, to the Eastern side of the Zhao camp, where they immediatly began fortifying. Setting up small wooden stockades, which'd block from arrow attack, archers outfitted themselves with the gloves that Lu Kai Li had supplied to them, which created a spark when the fingers where snapped together. This in turn would light the fire arrows that would strike down their enemies.
The Host of men was so large, no army had taken the field of battle before it, counting back a few centuries. No army could compare.
No army dared. Even those who fought against the Temple Knights had indeed fled, all of them.
So, now, who would be fleeing the field. The Temple Knights seemed to be alligned to the Zhao, but they were quickly seperating themselves from them, digging trenches between the two camps, and putting anti-cavalry Wolfs Teeth Racks, as well as stockades, so as to defend.
Inside, a tent was immediately pitched, with three other identical ones around it, so as to cause confusion if an enemy infilitration. Already, men were ordered to never salute to their superiors, once again against enemy sabotage. Pitch pits were filled around the outside, so as to quick light a moat of fire, so as to dissuade enemy involvement within the Temple Knights.
And the catapults were aready primes, as well as the Ballista. This host of men was ready, and they were ready to kill any who dared try and mess with them.
Aspharr's troops: 450 Guardians of the White Tree [Imperial Guards] (Battle Axes, Platemail) 353 Kensai of the White Tree [Imperial Guards] (Eastern Swords, Platemail, Embossed Shields) 300 Dunedain of the White Tree [Imperial Guards] (Composite Longbows, Platemail)
Grand Host: 8948 Men 1300 Composite Longbows 1000 Battle Axes - 1000 Chainmail 300 Battle Axes 1000 Eastern Swords - Embossed Shields 593 Eastern Swords 595 Pikes 1000 Composite Bows 1160 Spears 2000 Swords - 1125 Thatched Shields 55 Elephants with Platemail Pikemen
6 Ballistae 6 Arbalests 8 Catapults
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Post by zhuhien on Aug 23, 2006 18:04:59 GMT -5
Tyrone, a man of either great importance or a man with a foolish ideal of a world
Lao Tzu hadn't decided which one he was; instead he smiled the fake smile he had about mastered in his years of service, to his record Tyrone was now his 5th ruler, the others either forgetting the paths of righteousness or simply becoming foolish in ways of petty ambition.
It scared him, at how many men fell to the clutches of self progression and used the people to simply grant them the power they desired, it always left a world for turmoil, and as long as it continued, Lao Tzu was by no means out of work. Zhao was one of the many kingdoms like this.
He recalled the words as they came from the youthful figure, indeed it was a glorious day, but no sun and no wind could move him away from his work, "General." He muttered, recognising the lords will with a simple dip of the head, "The sun is of many and the people flock like sheep, although many youthful figures such as yourself can smile and rejoice, people of my age have work to do, an empire is not forged in the awakening of a bright sunshine or by the depths of a raging storm, it comes only with patience and determination."
He stopped then, knowing not to over work with his masters brain, even as a youth, he had been manipulated by others, and at the time he swore never to do it to the younger generation when he was that age, so instead he smiled, breaking whatever uneasy silence there was between them, "My Lord Tyrone, you know that my blade is yours to wield, however I do not feel that this is the correct move to for our empire, if Cheng are to fail, Zhao will over power themselves, they are already deadly as it is now, I need not change your mind or refuse an order, I'm merely worried for the sake of my lords grand empire."
His head arched slightly, his men lined in perfect unison behind him, still from the Roman Training and determination, although breaded to fight for a Chinese warrior, they looked upon him in a light they never could to the Senate of Italy, "In the end, I am just a piece from a chess table, I may be used however you desire, and my blade strikes down all enemies of The Temples Knights."
He bowed his head, his men following in pursuit of the gesture.
OOC: Damn this annoys me, still, I swore to be loyal lol
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Post by Kong Fa Xu on Aug 24, 2006 0:40:58 GMT -5
*Shi Fei and his men had ridden as quickly as they were able to reach the battlefield in Wancheng, aided by Zhao's total and complete control over all of the gates and roads between Chang An and Wan. Their steeds would need at least a full day of rest, but no matter. They would be ready by the time they were needed. As soon as they arrived at the camp, Shi Fei himself went to present himself to the Emperor.*
My lord, I have come from the recent victory at Chang An with reinforcements for the coming battle! I come with these troops at my command.
Troops 548 Mounted Spearmen (Militia/Horse/Spear/Light Chain Mail) 580 Breaker Cavalry (Militia/Pike/Battle Robe/Embossed Shield/Sword/Armored Horse) 200 Elephant Riders (Militia/Elephant/Pike/Composite Bow)
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Post by jimmypop1 on Aug 24, 2006 6:13:27 GMT -5
"WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS MOCK ME!!!" The loud shouting could be heard in the distance as three men traveled alone towards the Zhao Camp. "Cus your German, what is there not laugh about, haha." Xu Sheng replied causually, his Germanic counterpart knowing it was a joke which never seemed to die. The three men were all different, yet united in one goal, to defend the lands of Zhao from this rival enemy of Cheng.
The Zhao camp could be seen up ahead, the Black bannered troops formed up and readied themselves for combat. The Ninja shouted something at the German starting the argument up once more, causing the German to get angry and knocked the robed man of his steed. Xu Sheng laughed and carried on mocking the man "Schnel Schnel! The Germans are coming! O nooO!!!" Sheng whipped his reigns and his horse shot off, signaling an increase in pace. The two men once back into the mood of battle followed with haste to catch up with their general.
Xu Sheng halted spotting something, the fellow men halted their advance on a small hill which overlooked the camp. "Wako?" The german said which Xu Sheng shook his head too. "Nooo, the Temple Knights!" The Ninja looked a bit curious "A bit European isn't it? Why the complete change in name, Wako to The Temple Knights, doesn't make to much sense how they got from name to name" "I hear they illegally mate animals, but that is a story for another time my friends." Bolting forward once more the men carry on their advance to the Zhao Camp.
Arriving in the camp not too long after they had spotted the Temple Knight armies, they immediatly sought to make themselves spotted by their commander. They needed troops which Sheng had been told would be given during the battle. He waited patiently, nothing more could be done till they had men to command, and to prepare.
[[Pc crashed when most was being written, so I changed most the dialog so I kept writing and didn't just leave it, so parts have a bit of humour which wasn't going to be there.]]
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Post by Ge Hong on Aug 24, 2006 11:42:43 GMT -5
Aspharr, along with a few advisors and a few Guardians of the White Tree, moved out of the camp on horse. They all rode vibrant shining white horses, taken from the North, and arrived at the fore of the main entrance to the Zhao Camp.
I must speak with the lord Du Jung. Emperor Zhutai or whatever you men know him by. We have.... relations, that need to be spoken about. Bring him forward.
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Pang De
Ronin
Honor Above all Else!
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Post by Pang De on Aug 24, 2006 17:55:40 GMT -5
Pang De Arrives and heads to the Templar Camp
Yelling to his men
The Time for battle is hear,
We will fight untill are enmies are dead or we are either way Blood will be shed this day,Some of you won't be going home this day But, that is a warrior's Life what Better way to meet your end then on the field of battle and Honor
Honor Above All Else!
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Post by Lyle on Aug 24, 2006 21:19:48 GMT -5
Zhutai is upon his throne eating some.. cupcakes, as ceremonial ritual before battle. An advisor like man walks into the spacious tent, a Lieutenant of his fourth division, Kong Suo's army also following close behind. His own warrior speaks first, and Zhutai happily greets the man, his tone with the son of Shimazu much more serious. The remaining hawks guard him, ten at each side and the others placed erratically on the sides of the large, white tent.
"Your lord ceases to amaze me. Indeed, you will do grand in this battle, and I will have you heading south already, simply to place yourselves. General Ba Zeng will hold your rear. Guard him with your life, he is the precursor to destruction.. Fight, as all of Zhao is behind you."
"..Aspharr, I am correct? What brings you to my lands, upon such a day?"
Outside the troops harden, the former Wako republic seemingly coming out from their leader's ass, and forming a camp quickly. They had to guess they numbered within the higher thousands, and dwarfed their own forces. At least the Emperor's own, yet this mattered not, the entire Zhao forces and generals capable of appearing soon, and meeting such grand numbers could be possible.
All troops prepare to meet Cheng in battle. Grabbing their weapons, preaching their morales to their own minds, knowing that not even death itself could take their ideals away from them..
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Post by Sun Xiong on Aug 24, 2006 21:33:19 GMT -5
*A man plad in silver armor with the banner of Sun Zhiyun's army ran into the camp, dodging the mass army within on his way to Du Jung's location. He fell to one kneww, bowing his head.*
"Emperor, your brother has routed Mengde, and conquered all his lands in Xi Bei. There are few left to oppose us. Free of the thorn of the Han, our long enemy finally vanquished for now, my lord wishes me to report that his standing army of thousands is prepared to reinforce this grand battle at any moment. As soon as he secures the new lands, he shall arrive."
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Post by Ge Hong on Aug 25, 2006 12:00:02 GMT -5
Aspharr, clad in his blueish hued armor, his abnormal blonde hair streaked as natural, his piken resting casually in his hand, spoke to the "emperor"
Du Jung, I'm sure you've seen my camp to your East. It would seem I come in good nature to help you.
But the lords above and the lords below know that I know not which side I favor. Currently, your own, as you have preached no bad will against me, on the field or off the field, behind closed doors or out in the open.
Know that I support you, until some evil misdeed that you may or may not have done against me comes to the surface. For all intents and purposes, I hope it does not surface, and that I do not learn of it.
Tell me what you would want my men to do. For now, we will hold the camps, and make sure no marauding Cheng troops make it close to your borders...
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Post by Lyle on Aug 26, 2006 0:31:00 GMT -5
Jung nods to the messenger, smirking as he looks upon Ashparr..
I control land from East to West. I have now set my sights upon Jing. I will take it with your help, and we will both prosper from this war. Hold your position, yet send cavarly forward. I will understand if you do not intend to fight just yet."
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Post by Kong Fa Xu on Aug 26, 2006 11:15:08 GMT -5
*Shi Fei awoke to a heavy, dense fog gripping the entire battlefield. After his normal morning exercises, he went to find his horse-mounted troops. Instructing them to don certain articles of clothing and whatnot, he had them prepare to move out. Soon afterwards, he himself donned the same gear and composed a letter to his lord Emperor Zhutai and had it delivered.*
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Post by Ge Hong on Aug 26, 2006 11:44:04 GMT -5
Aspharr nodded, and in a swift move, his cape trailing behind him, removed himself from Du Jung's presence. Outside, Iehisa waited for him, holding the reins to his horse. Hopping on fluidly, he rides back to his camp. Inside, he musters his troops into fighting array.
We ride.... with the Zhao.
The men cheer quite audibly, and immediately begin preparations for their offensive...
Inside the command tent, Aspharr sits upon a futon, meditating, his emotions sprayed across his face. Iehisa watches, wondering how long this lord will last...
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Post by Jiang Dong on Aug 26, 2006 12:09:20 GMT -5
Jiang Chao headed to Zhutai's Tent, he is able to smell cupcakes from the outside.
"Emperor, my troops are deployed and ready to meet Cheng, where should we stand?"
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