Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 281

Wan Li snarled,“ I knew it! That ungrateful imbecile, he can’t even follow the simplest of orders.” “Aren’t you supposed to be on the Chinese side?” Wan Li responded, “After those wins, winning over the Japanese, winning over Yang Ying Long, and even winning over here, it started to get boring. All those victories, all those praise, they didn’t seem to be worth it. And out of those fights, I decided that the Mongols were the most worthy of my leadership. So, I decided to ally with the Mongols. This forced me to attend meetings, see the ministers, and more. Now you can see how this empire is much stronger and much better than China. Join my side, and I will spare you, fail to, and you and your friends will die.” Tao Zi rebelled, “I doubt anyone, except for you, being as stubborn as you are, could actually be persuaded like that.” He then performed a spin kick on his left thigh, a kick that he had been practicing on the straw dummy in his prison cell, and snatched the emperor’s blade. He then slashed at the ropes restricting his friends. He shouted to his friends, “Get on a horse and RUN!!” Without hesitation, Tao Zi and Ju-Long each got a horse (with the binturong being cradled by Ju-Long). Their horses galloped rapidly with hundreds of angry Mongols behind them. What happened next was a blur. A shower of arrows rained down from the sky, obviously from the Mongols. Tao Zi screamed, “TAKE SHELTER UNDER THERE!!!” The horses galloped frantically and just as the small rebellion took shelter in a moist cave, and a blizzard of arrows came crashing down, with the galloping of horses passing by. Exhausted, Tao Zi lay himself on the ground. Immediatly, Tao Zi fell unconscious into deep sleep...