Subduing Yellow Turban Insurgents [task]

[Kong Ming]

Subduing Yellow Turban Insurgents: Receiving Orders (Part I)

Kong Ming rode atop his steed surveying the sight of a glorious army marching off to war. Back in the villages he never had seen a full army only small militia's. His entourage followed behind him playing with their weapons and talking quietly amongst themselves. Kong Ming's balding hair only seemed to grow more bald as the days passed. A result of stress or perhaps a result of family genetics. He polished his armor giving it a nice shine even though it still contained scratch marks and chinks that was the sure sign of a man familiar with battle. Kong Ming turned toward his entourage and the soldiers he had been trusted with commanding.

"Lord Cao Cao wishes to test our ability on the field. Let us not fail in this endeavor."

His husky voice carried force like a lion's roar. His natural ability to lead men was not lost even though he felt slightly intimidated by the size of the army marching to rid the land of these rebels.

Kong Ming strolled through camp as soldiers stared coldly at the man. "What's a nanman doing here? Why is he fighting with us?" The whispers extended throughout the camp of a barbarian fighting with the Han armies. Quite ironic when you think about the purpose of this upcoming battle. Kill off bandits with a "bandit" on your own side. Kong Ming brushed off the whispers and rumors that circulated through the camp within an hour. They would realize soon enough what kind of a man he was.

Lord Cao Cao's armies gathered his men together. Kong Ming quickly riled up his own men and formed ranks among them. A man small in stature but large in muscle mass stepped forward revealing himself to be the man who was Kong Ming's "second in command". His name was Hao Cheng.

"We are prepared lord Kong Ming."

Hao Cheng said after he gave a slight bow. It was obvious this man was with Kong Ming just in case he proved to be futile on the battlefield. Kong Ming looked down at the small man and laughed heartily.

"Lord? Muahahah! I am the harbinger of death! Those that oppose me will be slain by my very blade!"

Kong Ming roared aloud. He yanked out a necklace that contained what appeared to be the teeth of men. A few of the soldiers behind him began to be queasy. Hao Cheng looked at him with disbelief. Kong Ming raised the necklace to the air and in a swift motion threw it to the ground.

"Today marks a new beginning! Today marks the day I begin a new hunt. These yellow turbans are now my prey! I swear to the heavens that every yellow turban that stands between me and the enemy commander shall fall by my sword!"

He yelled once more. Kong Ming began to draw attention from the other soldiers. Most of the other soldiers looked afraid as if Kong Ming was unstable. The thought of a nanman in their ranks frightened them. Would he turn on them? Would he eat the hearts of the men he killed after the battle? The mystery spread through the minds of the camp as a plague spreads through a land.

Wait, what is this? A messenger from the general of Cao Cao's armies. What could he need? Kong Ming turned his horse roundabout so as to face the messenger.

"Lord Kong Ming, orders from the general concerning your cavalry unit."

The messenger handed over a scroll and quickly left the presence of the nanman warrior to give orders to others. Kong Ming opened it and began to read. "Lord Kong Ming, your cavalry unit will be in charge of protecting our rear. Our main force will make battle with the enemy on the west side of the mountain ahead. Your unit will remain on the east side of the mountain. It is your responsibility to ensure that no enemies get through your unit to cause an attack to two fronts on our main force."

Kong Ming crumpled the piece of paper and threw it on the ground in anger. It seemed as if Kong Ming's orders would prevent him from seeing any real action. He turned his horse roundabout this time to face the men he was commanding.

"We move east! Let's pray we see some of the action! Move Out!"

Kong Ming and his soldiers began to move toward the desired objective in ensuring no armies went around the mountain to attack the main army from the rear.

[Kong Ming]

Subduing Yellow Turban Insurgents: Disobedience (Part II)

It was silent, far too silent. Kong Ming and his men arrived at a destination he felt suitable. He was not surprised to see another unit along with him that bore the banners of Cao Cao. It seemed that this other commander was to receive the "honorable" responsibilities of watching the rear of the army. It had never been honorable to Kong Ming to watch a rear unless it was one of the better looking women in his village back home.

.....Time Passed.......

......And More Time......

Kong Ming began to grow restless. He dismounted his horse pacing back and forth. The silence was thick. Only the distant sound of war drums and metal clashing on metal would cut through the sound barrier. The soldiers were even beginning to feel a little restless. A few became fidgety with their hands.

The other unit remained calm and poised as if they were used to this kind of a responsibility. A coward remains still and does nothing when others die. A coward would stay in this position hearing men fighting. Kong Ming continued his pace, faster than before kicking rocks in the process. His temper began to flair. He thought this assignment was bulls*** and he was no longer going to suppress his feelings.

"I've had enough! Prepare to march!"

Kong Ming yelled to his men. A few of the men muttered "finally". Others stood in shock. The first mission this man would go on he would disobey direct orders? The other unit standing guard stood almost emotionless with exception to a few of the younger soldiers that took interest in the happenings with Kong Ming's unit. Hao Cheng quickly stepped out of the crowd of cavalry in defiance of Kong Ming.

"Sir! Our orders are to remain at this position. If we leave this position we endanger the success of this whole battle."

He spoke fearlessly before Kong Ming. His stance was firm and resolute. Kong Ming looked the man up and down. A look of disgust on his face.

"Coward. You stay here with those stiffs then."

Kong Ming pointed toward the other soldiers. He laughed at the man before him as he shook his head in disbelief. Kong Ming was bred for war and that is what he was here for. If he would not see war than he would cause war in Cao Cao's audience hall with any that looked at him the wrong way. Kong Ming turned towards his soldiers realizing that Hao Cheng would not allow an act of disobedience.

"For those of you that wish to remain here do so. I have no qualms with charging at the enemy by myself. I am no coward like this man who stands before me. Your countrymen are dying at this very moment. Yet you wish to stand here and do nothing! I fight for my family, my home, and the future of my country! What do you fight for?"

Kong Ming rhetorically asked the soldiers under his command. Although he slightly lied about what he was fighting for, at the moment, it did not escape him why he had fought so many bandits previous to this battle in his own lands. He knew what should motivate any man to fight. The things he holds most dear to himself. A roar emerged from the majority of the men. Kong Ming's face took hold of a smile as he looked at Hao Cheng as if saying "I win".

"Very well! Those too coward to follow, stay here! True warriors of the armies of Cao Cao, with me!"

He screamed once more with a voice that could cause a mountain to shake and tumble to the earth. He jumped on his horse and unsheathed his sword. He pointed it high to the heavens.

"I swear to the heavens, that by our swords, we will not rest until the yellow turban rebels lie 6 feet below the earth!"

Kong Ming made his oath and began his march toward the rear of the enemy. It surprised Kong Ming that the general of Cao Cao's army did not try to split up their forces to take advantage of this strategy. Perhaps they felt it was not needed against mere insurgents. Kong Ming never underestimated his enemy like that but he did not know the real reasoning behind it.

.....15 minutes later.....

Kong Ming lead his men around the small mountain until he came upon a pass that lead them to the rear of the army. Not to his surprise he saw a small unit ahead. The majority of the soldiers were fooling around. Some of them were even taking a nap to the side of the pass. As Kong Ming's cavalry advanced towards them the commander began shouting profanities of all kinds to his undisciplined, untrained unit. Kong Ming smiled clutching his sword as hard as he could. He waved his sword to the right and straight ahead. This was obviously some signal that was practiced by the soldiers he was commanding since a portion of the cavalry branched off in the other direction only to disappear from the enemies gaze.

The unit still unprepared braced themselves for a trample. Just as the cavalry was about to clash with the unit they raised their spears. Few connected though the damage to the horses was fatal. Kong Ming trampled one of the more unprepared soldiers while hacking at another as he passed by. He did not stop and continued riding through. The enemy unit turned toward the passing calvary now. Little did they know the cavalry branching to the right was coming to sweep through them from their right flank. With little time to realize what was happening they turned only to be trampled completely.

Kong Ming turned his steed around towards the enemy soldiers that remained alive. As he rode he raised himself slightly on his horse preparing for an aerial attack on his enemies. The horse galloped within feet of the men before Kong Ming sprung from his horse to land hard on the ground and perform a roll that would help break his fall. Recovering from his roll he pierced his sword through one of the soldiers gut. He removed it swiftly as if the sword was a splinter that needed to be removed quickly.

An attack came toward his head. He parried the blow like it were a mere child attacking him. Quickly recovering from his parry he sliced the man's throat. He continued moving forward since his momentum did not allow him to stop. The man who's throat was now sliced remained standing motionless for a good three seconds before falling to the ground lifeless. Another soldier approached Kong Ming swinging wildly at him with his spear. The mans wild streak was far too easy for Kong Ming as he parried the blows with little to no effort. Finally he threw another wild blow toward the off hand of Kong Ming. Dropping his shoulder the attack easily missed leaving the soldier in front of him at Kong Ming's mercy. With one swift swing of the sword the soldier's head was lopped off. It hit the ground and rolled toward Kong Ming's feet.

Yet another soldier approached Kong Ming hoping to take advantage of his fatigue. Kong Ming quickly made good use of his surroundings and kicked the severed head at the man causing him to fall to the ground in fear. Kong Ming laughed as he moved forward only to stab the man in the chest with as much force as he could muster.

The battle continued only for a short time before the enemy unit was completely destroyed. Even those that attempted to surrender found themselves dead by the hand of Kong Ming.

The bloodied Kong Ming turned towards his soldiers realizing he only lost a few men. The attack was a complete success! Kong Ming smiled and laughed a monotonous laugh. The only thing standing between him and the main force of the rebels was now lying dead on the ground. Kong Ming took the time to find the man's head that he had cut off. Picking it up, he turned towards his men with a mischievous smile.

"We march on the rear of the main force."
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[Kong Ming]

Subduing Yellow Turban Insurgents: Deception (Part III)

A few soldiers came out from behind some bushes fixing their uniforms slightly. Most people would think they should have listened to the "don't ask, don't tell" policy but there was a purpose why they were doing what they were. Kong Ming saw the 10 soldiers or so and nodded his head.

"That is everyone. Move out!"

Kong Ming yelled holding the mans head who was nothing more than a private judging by his uniform and quality of the battle armor he was wearing. The army marched for about 5 minutes. Silence evaporated from the air as sounds of metal on metal and war drums could be heard. Time continued to pass and the noises only got louder and louder.

Kong Ming rode with his right hand holding the reins to the horse steady. His left hand still holding the private's head. The men he commanded which numbered somewhere around 200 men were all bloodied from the previous fight. His soldiers became battle hardened especially after witnessing Kong Ming's brutality on the battlefield.

Finally they began to not only hear the war going on but they now had a clear vision of the battlefield. "What a sight to behold" Kong Ming thought to himself as he slowed his horse to a trot. It looked as if very little fighting had happened. A few units moved in to attack one another but retreats were happening pretty often. The archers from both sides were situated at the back of the army shooting them off when they felt their archers had a tactical advantage.

A few of the men under Kong Ming's command were perplexed that the war was not over yet. A few of them galloped forward from the back of the unit reducing their speed to a trot next to Kong Ming.

"Why haven't they attacked each other yet?"

The soldier asked putting his hand on his chin as if thinking through possible solutions in his head. Kong Ming kept his gaze on the battle happening before him as if uninterested in the question he received from the soldier.

"It's like a chess game. Both armies are looking for any tactical advantage they can find and expose. Chess does not allow you to move a piece from behind the board though. The side that has their king fall loses. He is our target. Remember the plan!"

Kong Ming said yelling out to his men. About half of them turned their horses around and waited behind the first bend of the mountain just out of sight of those fighting in the battle. Those soldiers dismounted their horses waiting on foot.

Kong Ming lead the other half at full speed toward the yellow turban insurgents. Kong Ming kept the head of the soldier he had executed in his hand. After reaching within about 30 feet a few of the soldiers from the Yellow Turban insurgents turned around to see what was going on. Word spread through the camp and made its way all the way to the enemy commander.

.....At Yellow Turban Insurgent Camp.....

"Who is that? Is he holding a head?"

The enemy general asked his second in command. His face looked confused. A small force of about 100 men on horseback was not who they left behind to keep their rear protected. The second in command's face was just as confused as he was. He stuttered a little trying to come up with a solution.

"Well, they are wearing the uniforms we issued to our men."

The second in command mused. The cavalry approaching were wearing yellow scarves and inferior leather armor that set them apart as mere privates in the army. The general was impressed that his own men were advancing on cavalry.

"Orders sir?"

The second in command asked wondering what the general was going to do about this strange turn of events.

"Allow them in."

The order spread just as quick as word reached the enemy generals ears. Soldiers in the front of the ranks made way for the cavalry to make their way inside the camp. Kong Ming wore a slight grin on his face realizing his plan was working completely successful at this point.

His men slowed to a trot. Most of his soldiers began dismounting horses and disappearing in the crowd of yellow turban insurgents. They blended in perfectly due to the yellow scarves they wore and the armor that almost all of the enemy was wearing. His men disappeared swiftly while Kong Ming made his way to the enemy general. Few of his men remained with him by the time they made it to the general. Kong Ming quickly dismounted his horse moving to the enemy general and gave a salute.

"Private Kong Ming of the rear guard. Ou..ou...our leader was killed in battle. We were attacked by cavalry but held them off. They were a vanguard to a much larger force. We grabbed their horses and rode as fast as we could. This is the head of one of their soldiers as evidence."

Kong Ming lied through his teeth convincingly.

"How many?"

The enemy general quickly responded breathing a little heavier. It was obvious that the general was not prepared for an assault from the rear.

"I don't know for sure. The minute we saw them we jumped on the horses and went as fast as we could. Their vanguard unit was not far behind us though."

Kong Ming said once more trying his best to sound like an inexperienced soldier. The general waved his hand to dismiss him as if he were some worm in his army that deserved no respect. To that Kong Ming smiled and gave a salute before moving in with a unit that was close to the enemy general.

Though the orders were not known to Kong Ming he noticed the armies of the yellow turbans shifting their formations. They moved about a quarter of their forces towards their rear to protect it.

Kong Ming only observed Cao Cao's army begin to take advantage of the shift of formation beginning one of the first major attacks of the battle. The yellow turbans on the front line began to march forward contending with the enemy losing. Just as things were looking grim for the yellow turbans Kong Ming decided to send them into utter chaos.

"Long live the yellow turbans!!!!!"

He yelled as loud as he possibly could. His voice carried so far only a deaf man would not hear it. Just as he finished yelling it seemed that the fighting was pouring into the ranks of the yellow turbans everywhere. The men that had belonged to Kong Ming stabbed a soldier or two causing chaos within the yellow turban army. Only a few of them being caught and killed immediately.

On top of that the other half of Kong Ming's forces moved out from behind the bend becoming visible. The yellow turbans now fought the full force of Cao Cao on one side, a much smaller force on the other, and had no trust for their fellow soldier. Kong Ming himself was slowly moving through the ranks of the yellow turban insurgents stabbing men in crowded area's.

After a few minutes it seemed like all hope was lost for the yellow turbans. With their attention diverted in three different directions they were broken, defeated. A full retreat was sounded and the yellow turban insurgents began to run away.

Kong Ming laughed aloud and began to look for the enemy general. It wasn't hard to find him since he was sitting on horseback barking orders to his men to retreat. Ming began moving quickly towards the man swinging his measly sword along the way. Few men dropped not doing much damage to the insurgents. The blow he was about to deal to them was much greater than any other blow he had dealt since the beginning of the battle.

He charged with a clear purpose. He ran faster than a lion runs after its prey. Seeing a man situated on his knee's on the ground Kong Ming saw an opportunity to strike. He stepped on the mans back and lifted himself in the air. His weapon extended as far as it could go preparing for a strike that would break them completely. The enemy general turned only to have his eyes wider than Jennifer Lopez's behind. That face, the same face to which he dismissed without a hint of respect, now stared at him with no mercy. With one swing of his blade the generals head fell to the ground. His body slowly fell off the left side of the horse.

Kong Ming broke his fall with a roll. The second in command was in complete awe of what had just happened. Kong Ming quickly turned his blade on him in his awe struck state. His weapon pierced his chest. Blood squirted in between the cracks of the blade as a result of Kong Ming struggling to pull his blade out of his chest. Finally he was able to yank it out as blood poured out of his skin covering Kong Ming in blood.

It seemed as if time had stood still for a moment. Yellow Turban insurgents began laying down their weapons realizing they had no hope for the future. Hundreds and hundreds surrendered while the others were not spared. Only few got away.

Kong Ming wiped his face of the blood that sprayed on him. He slowly walked to the enemy general and picked up his severed head. He pulled off the unrecognizable scarf and threw it on the ground. He mounted the enemy generals horse and began a trot towards Cao Cao's audience hall with the head still situated in his hands.

Word spread of Kong Ming's berserk rage on the battlefield. Some say he killed hundreds. Some say he charged the yellow turbans lines alone and took the head of the general. Others say he indeed did eat the heart of those he killed after the battle was over. Rumors spread but respect was gained for his prowess and ability on the battle field. On top of that the yellow turban insurgents were completely destroyed.


((First time doing something like this ever. Be easy on me.))