Krimzon wrote:His gaze fell on Han Xuan as he was shown into the room. He struggled to hide his irritation at the delay. "Magistrate." he began. "I have captured the villages of Xiangxiang and Zhaoling and will continue to march against the bandit forces that occupy the surrounding region." His eyes remained fixed on Han Xuan. "There are other forces moving against these villages and towns. Organised armies. There will come a time where I'm forced to bear arms and defend these holdings." He paused, his gaze now weighing any changes in the Magistrates demeanor. "A Nanmen army one thousand strong march under a banner of a self proclaimed King. I was forced to withdraw an attack on Yuannan in August. Forgive me. The last few months have been quite busy. When the time comes, what support is available. Are there others loyal to your banner that I may call upon?"
Han Xuan stared blankly at Yue Fei as he spoke, absorbing it all. Occasionally he would nod, reacting to his words slightly. Finally, after Yue Fei stopped speaking and there was a small pause, Han Xuan spoke.
"...Uhhhhhhh... sure?" He looked down at a piece of paper, reading it intently before having a look of realization and nodding.
"Ooooooh... so... right... so I need to... okay, got it." Han Xuan put the note back down before he continued.
"Wei Yan left me notes, shoulda checked them before you walked in. Uhm, we have others out there, but... you seem to be in the best position. Maybe we can find some way to support your efforts?... I guess?"
KDS wrote:On a cloudy day in Changsha, a caravan procession made its way through the streets. The members of the caravan all wore white, their spears fluttering white strips of cloth at the tips stood erect as they marched. At the head of the procession were five leaders along with a cage being carted along. Inside the cage, still in the armor that he wore from the battle and dried blood flaking off his forehead sat the old man, Ji Song.
Arriving within range of the administration building, two of the leaders stepped forward. One, a massive man with an scarred ax wound to his forehead, the other a younger strategist. Da De grimaced as he looked at the figure of Ji Song in the carriage but returned his gaze upon the guards in front. Te Xu reached inside his robe and pulled out a pouch full of coin as well as a scroll and offered both to the guardsman.
"The criminal Ji Song submits himself to the punishment of Changsha. He offers 300 gold in recompense for the trust of General Huang Zhong and his resignation should the General accept."
A soldier ran and got Huang Zhong, who came back and just stared at Ji Song. A silence pervaded in the air for a moment as Huang Zhong glared at the man, but a sigh and words finally came.