(Quest) Supply-Depot

[Xian Ye]

Quickly taking a half-step back, Xian avoided the thrust at his legs as he watched his opponent and considered how to reply. Looking over his opponents shoulder, He smirked as he saw most of the Han soldiers fallen, and several of his men allready inside and gathering what supplies they could. "You might be too late for that now, It seems I'm on the verge of victory. I've held you here long enough for my men to break threw your line, now I'm afraid I must busy myself with them. Leave now, take what forces you have left, and be a leader. If you stand before us any longer, You will truly be a fool to fight a battle you have no chance of winning." After delivering his statement, Xian started to move towards his own forces, hoping to either draw Fan into them, or to have him leave. Either way, he would gather some supplies before the base could be set to the torch.

[Zhou Yu]

Gongsun Fan looked over Xian’s shoulder and could see it was true. His guards were being forced back toward the base of granaries. They had been overwhelmed by the charged of pesants with their pure numbers after being tired by the fanatics. They had reaped a price in blood but now it seemed they were at their end. Since he would bring himself to burn his own supplies he had no choice but to fight to the death, surrender or leave. Since Xian was still offering him a chance to leave it seemed the best option. He swore in frustration.

“Damn it, I shall withdraw then. Just remember you owe me a proper fight before Zhang Jiao loses his head.” Gongsun Fan yelled before whistling loudly. There was a scream as his horse knocked over a frightened peasant and rushed towards him. He grabbed the bridal and pulled himself into the saddle. He rushed over to the fight where the remaining guards were making a last stand.

“Retreat to Xiang Ping.” Gongsun Fan said as he crossed threw their ranks. As quickly as they could they disengaged and ran after him. They retreated threw the back of the Supply Depot. On their way they burned the wagons used to transport supplies instead of the supplies themselves. At the very least Xian’s forces would not able to carry all it away and so might leave some that they could not bring with them. Although he could not know Zhang Jiao had ordered what they could not bring back burned.

[Xian Ye]

Watching Gongsun Fan and his remaining forces leave Xian smirked to himself thinking 'You might see me sooner then you think, Fan.' Turning back to his men, He sent a runner to recall his cavalry before posting guards around the supply-depot, deciding to wait there for a while. In the next hour, Xian frowned to himself, counting over 400 of his Fanatics dead, with a much smaller number of his peasants dead. Turning back to the supply-depot, He stalked inside to plan his next move.

(Total Casualties: 435 Fanatics, 120 Peasants.)

[Zhou Yu]

Sorry but as a moderator i have to set the losses

Troop losses

Zong Xian Liang
320 Fanatics
50 Peasants

Han
500 City watch - killed or escaped

Rewards

+ 20 Fame
+ 3 Bravery
+ 3 Feared
+ 800 golds worth of supplies (if you wish to sell them or trade them so a leader, until you do you cant collect the gold)
- 320 Fanatics
- 50 pesants