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Post by Lyle on Aug 23, 2006 17:47:02 GMT -5
Simply flat grass lands with a gentle slope. Easy to transverse. Upon the east side it plummets, yet on the west it gently slopes into dirt. Surrounds the Cheng Camp.
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Post by Bo Shifei on Aug 30, 2006 18:59:24 GMT -5
Wei Yan arrived early the next morning since leaving Chai Sang his troops rather refreshed after the small stop at Xiang Yang. They had learned of the bombardments of attacks on Yuan Shu from the messengers there, and Yan only sighed. While at Xiang Yang Yan had prepared supporting beams and coloumns for his Siege Towers if they were to be used on hills.
Looking about the grasslands he pressed his men forward, they had to reach Bei Pao Hill to join Ran Vu and the rest of their army, and they had to make it there quickly. Yan pressed the march stronger then any other march he had sent his men through.
"Hustle! Today Is Fate Or Destiny!? Your Actions Decide And This Is Slowly Becoming Fate! Press On! Forward Now! Nothing Is To Slow Our March Into Destiny!"
Yan called inspirationaly to his men. His men had been told prior the march would not be easy, and most of them came prepared for the hardships of the march.
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Post by Bo Shifei on Aug 30, 2006 20:25:40 GMT -5
Wei Yan stopped his march quickly after thinking. His Lord, had taken many officers with him. Did he leave Xiang Yang open? Who is to protect it? was all that raced through Yan's head as he looked to his men and spoke.
"Men of Cheng, We are to fall back to Xiang Yang. Our Lord has placed soo much on this attack, I fear he left his home undermanned. We will fall back and protect it as if it was our own dear Chai Sang. Move Out!"
Yan called and his men nodded in a mixed unison and quickly turned about and rushed back towards Xiang Yang. Looking to his friend, Yan sighed with regret.
"I am sorry old friend. I must keep our land safe as well as our lord. I have already sent word to Ran Vu, but if you are to meet him. Tell him what I have just told my men. To fall back to Xiang Yang, though I'm sure he will already be moving. Good luck old friend. Glory To You!!"
Yan called before riding off with his men.
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Post by Er Shunruo on Aug 30, 2006 21:08:09 GMT -5
Er Aorong and his army arrived right behind Wei Yan. His army was ready for combat and could taste the sweet glory of battle on their tongues. He halted them as he came to rest his steed next to Wei Yan's. He spoke to Aorong to which a response was given.
"Worry not my friend, I shall bring glory for us both."
He quickly slammed his fist to his chest as a salute then ordered his men onward to where the fray was. Shouts and warcrys could be heard and the elephants let out their own that echoed off the mountains to the sides. Battle neared and they were all ready.
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Post by Sun Xiong on Aug 31, 2006 20:32:05 GMT -5
(Quick one.)
*Sun Zhiyun rode into the battle, his men cheering for their victorious commander, ripe from a glorious kill. They turned around, and made way for the remains of the Cheng camp. Yuan Shu, for the very moment, was safe from absolute death.*
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