title; Fighting Uphill [1/?]
prompt;
Table | 038: this is why I'm the strategist
characters; Lu Xun-centric.
fandom; Warriors Orochi
summary; Who wasn't there at the Battle of Hefei found it ruined when he returned; this is the story of what happened after and in-between.
archives;
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1 notes; MAY NOT BEIS NOT ACCURATE TO GAME. Post Orochi's stage of Hefei. I am not used to voices.
rating; G to PGish.
warnings; Spoilers for WO2!
Where there were once plains and marsh between the lands of the Yue people and their capital of Wu, there stood now unfamiliar landscapes in the midst of familiarity. Fire burnt the ground and under the light of two moons, Lu Xun led his troops onwards.
Encourage by their victory, they had been riding home when it happened. They had been curious at first, even when Lu Xun could feel a foreboding aura that surrounded them. Eventually, the curiosity had faded into nothing special - a strange anxiousness that hung in the air as they made their way northwards, as quickly as they could on foot. It was clear something had happened and had it not been for their earlier victory, their morale would have fallen so low with disastrous thoughts of what could have happened…
He raised one hand and the soldiers behind him immediately halted at once. In front of him, Zhu Ran galloped closer on his horse. "Commander," the young warrior spoke, breathless as his hands lifted and formed the customary greeting of respect. "There was a battle at Hefei. Bodies of the soldiers of Wu and an unknown force were found on the field-"
Lu Xun didn't have to turn to know what the men under his command were thinking. A battle and their comrades dead - what then of their leaders?
"But the area as far as we see was clear," Zhu Ran continued, "and there seems to be nobody around. The rest are awaiting your orders at Hefei, sir."
There was so much to consider. In the worst case scenario, everyone else in Wu was wiped out and they were the only ones left - No, Lu Xun thought, no. His lords, his mentors, his friends- They could not have died. He gripped the reins of his horse and glanced at Zhu Ran who nodded briefly, a silent message passing between the two of them. Lu Xun moved his horse slightly forward and turned her around to face his army. They were about five thousand men, brave men who had fought with him to pacify the tribes of Yue and they were five thousand men who were anxious to know if their friends and comrades remained alive. "We move," he said, after a moment of considering their faces, "We move to aid the survivors of Hefei! The first group will set up a temporary camp while the rest will spread out and search for survivors. Priority is given to saving the lives of Wu!"
His men cheered but Lu Xun spotted a few downhearted faces amidst those who cheered.
If only to keep the morale high, he knew he himself could not show any weakness in this time of need.