"Far, far away, Persia traded with an unknown Nation, with a group of reliable traders, and earned good money from the surprisingly low cost of perfect silk of unknown nationality."
"Well?"
"It seems believable"
"And what in hell is Persia"
"Now now, calm down"
In a tent, General Tso VI, Great-Great-Great Grandson of the Hunnic Campane's Veteran General and the First Leader of the Imperial Gaurd (Of Asia Suporior). They had Just finnished questioning the bandit and revealed smuggler after following a group of traders heading west instead of east or north of LoyYang, the westermost city of the Han Chinease Kingdom. The governer, given rules to follow after any suspisous groups/war partys and tried send a 500 men regiment after them. But Logistical problems let only a 50 mem Contingency Group to chase the smugglers.
He sighs and stood up from the Officer Concil "We are traking Smugglers and Traiters of the chinese, they have stolen nearly one fifth of the Han income and now are sending or project Catapiller secret to a unidetafed nation. We shall follow them and capture them all to find the other groups and send envoys to this misterous nation."
Then they broke camp and marched Southwest, behind but not out of sight of the bandit group. The Bandits are passing through another passage and grinned. The situaton was perfect! They had roused the Viets nd co-leaders and then left, as if captured. Then, and now, theya re trading with a Nation, or rather, nations past the brutal moutain range, but the Viets found a way past that as well! Their leader grinned again as then though of the illegal money they ill have when they return. Living of the spoils of a whole new civilizatin group tha could of been found by the government if it weren't for the Viets.
Suddenly, he frowned, He raised his head ans shouted, "Prepare for battle!". and scarcly after their raised sheilds a rain of arows fell down, wounding a couple of luckones and other slow ones. Then, to his horror, a Regiment style group marched from under the cloud of hissing arrows. But he made his last fatal mistake... the arrows are blunt with sleeping potion, but the spears are a real danger. He shouted to his 150 men "Slay them all!" before finding himself gutted and disembowed as well as beheaded. But before death overcamehim, he saw a ax fused with a spear... and died after comming up with one word...
Halberd
The whole camp surrendered immediatly after a crazyly long axmen, or, as with their dead leader's last word, halberdmen. The Smugglers soon found themselfs asleep and later, in a Hospital/prison/barrack in Nang Jing.
Edit: Update comming soon! 8/8/07
Please don't comment, I will finish it tomorro!