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Guitar Guru of the Wild
CHAPTER ONE: RELATIONS IN HEAT
Alexander, leader of the numberless Greek army and founder of Christianity, was sitting on his bench in the terrace of his palace lawn when the Khan burst thru the ivory gate to his palace.
The Khan had his two most trusted generals with him, Temujin and Hulegu. His long fur robe brushed along the marble pathwayto the palace lawn, and his bow and quiver was strapped to his back, along with his waraxe. His helmet was dented and his breastplate as well. He had obviously just been in a fight, as always.
"Well, Genghis, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company? More fur, perhaps? How about some wines? No? Well, what is it, my furry and suspicious friend?" Alexander said graciously, with an air of smugness in his voice.
"Alexander, we Mongols demand that the Greeks stop trading with our bitter enemy, the infuriating Persians!" The Khan shouted, with flecks of spittle hitting Alexander's grape bowl.
"Hmmm, I'm sorry Genghis, but the Persian's supply us with an imprtant source of beef and horses. We can't afford to lose that trade. I'm sorry," Alexander said, standing up and placing his hand on the Mongol's shoulder in a gesture of bona fide sorrow. The Khan looked down at Alexander's hand in disgust. He opened his mouth wide and bit Alexander's hand.
"Well, Alexander, I hope you like a spoonful of fist 'cause I'm going to ram it into your stomach!! Good bye puny Alexander! You haven't seen the last of Genghis Khan and my horde!!!!" The Khan shouted as Alexander fell to his knees clutching his hand. The Khan and his generals then stomped away, their large black horses waiting outside the gate. Mounting them, the Mongol's then proceeded to spit in the faces of the palace guards.
Shaking his head, Alexander's military advisor, Leonidas, a decorated Spartan general, looked at his fallen king and frowned.
"I told you not to ever meddle in the affairs of the Western continent! And what do you do? You meddle in the affairs of the Western continent!!" said Leonidas, annoyed. "Aghhhhhhh, I'm guessing you want to start training toops twice as fast don't you?"
Alexander nodded, his hand now wrapped in some seaweed salve and wrap. "Make sure that all the phalanx units are trained to defend against keshiks. Train the men against some Roman gladiators in the Arena. Make sure that all the spies concentrate their efforts on the training of Keshiks, what thir formations are, their strategies and the general's habits. If Genghis wants to bite the hand that feeds his inferior little nation, he will feel the slap."
And that concludes this chapter. Tell me what u think. I'm going to finish the next part. Here's the game. It's the attachment.
Alexander, leader of the numberless Greek army and founder of Christianity, was sitting on his bench in the terrace of his palace lawn when the Khan burst thru the ivory gate to his palace.
The Khan had his two most trusted generals with him, Temujin and Hulegu. His long fur robe brushed along the marble pathwayto the palace lawn, and his bow and quiver was strapped to his back, along with his waraxe. His helmet was dented and his breastplate as well. He had obviously just been in a fight, as always.
"Well, Genghis, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company? More fur, perhaps? How about some wines? No? Well, what is it, my furry and suspicious friend?" Alexander said graciously, with an air of smugness in his voice.
"Alexander, we Mongols demand that the Greeks stop trading with our bitter enemy, the infuriating Persians!" The Khan shouted, with flecks of spittle hitting Alexander's grape bowl.
"Hmmm, I'm sorry Genghis, but the Persian's supply us with an imprtant source of beef and horses. We can't afford to lose that trade. I'm sorry," Alexander said, standing up and placing his hand on the Mongol's shoulder in a gesture of bona fide sorrow. The Khan looked down at Alexander's hand in disgust. He opened his mouth wide and bit Alexander's hand.
"Well, Alexander, I hope you like a spoonful of fist 'cause I'm going to ram it into your stomach!! Good bye puny Alexander! You haven't seen the last of Genghis Khan and my horde!!!!" The Khan shouted as Alexander fell to his knees clutching his hand. The Khan and his generals then stomped away, their large black horses waiting outside the gate. Mounting them, the Mongol's then proceeded to spit in the faces of the palace guards.
Shaking his head, Alexander's military advisor, Leonidas, a decorated Spartan general, looked at his fallen king and frowned.
"I told you not to ever meddle in the affairs of the Western continent! And what do you do? You meddle in the affairs of the Western continent!!" said Leonidas, annoyed. "Aghhhhhhh, I'm guessing you want to start training toops twice as fast don't you?"
Alexander nodded, his hand now wrapped in some seaweed salve and wrap. "Make sure that all the phalanx units are trained to defend against keshiks. Train the men against some Roman gladiators in the Arena. Make sure that all the spies concentrate their efforts on the training of Keshiks, what thir formations are, their strategies and the general's habits. If Genghis wants to bite the hand that feeds his inferior little nation, he will feel the slap."
And that concludes this chapter. Tell me what u think. I'm going to finish the next part. Here's the game. It's the attachment.