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Shan-Yu's Victory	By : lightbird Category: +M through R > Mulan (Disney) > Mulan (Disney) Views: 16642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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In the Imperial City Captain Li Shang and his small troop rammed a large statue against the front doors to the palace, now under siege by Shan-Yu and his men.

Shang couldn’t believe that Shan-Yu and his men had survived after being buried by the avalanche in the Tung Shao Pass. Not only that, they had slipped into the city unseen and had abducted the Emperor right out from under his nose.

He grunted in anger as he continued exerting himself with the others. The last couple of days had been lousy. He felt miserable and tired. He had lost his father. He had seen the elite troops of the Chinese army slaughtered. And he felt like he had completely failed in his duty. Then, on top of everything, there was the incident with that girl.

Was he the biggest fool on earth? First he let her pass under his guard and didn't even figure out what she really was. Then he let the Emperor get kidnapped right in front of him. Some commanding officer he was.

She was the one who had saved his life, all of their lives. A mere girl. Was that what the Chinese army was reduced to, what he was reduced to? It was her plan that had defeated the Hun army. It had been her victory; that is, when they believed it to be a victory. Of course, the plan hadn’t entirely worked, obviously.

A dent was beginning to form in the doors but they were nowhere near breaking them in and they were running out of time. There was a good chance that the Emperor was already dead. Shan-Yu wasn’t a man of restraint.

On the balcony overlooking the square Shan-Yu held his sword at the Emperor’s throat, the blade poised across his neck.

“Your walls and armies have fallen, old man. And now it’s your turn. Bow to me!”

The Emperor stared straight ahead, stubbornly, his face serene.

“No matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it,” he answered simply.

Shan-Yu’s fury was sparked by the insolence of the pompous old man and he raised his sword, prepared to strike.

“Then you will kneel in pieces!”

“Shan-Yu!” the tall, thin archer called out from his post at the entrance to the balcony. Shan-Yu’s sword paused in mid air and the archer moved forward.

“We should wait to kill him. We are only a small group and there are Imperial soldiers here, trying to stop us. They will not want to harm him, however. He is our leverage. There will be plenty of time to teach this insolent old man a lesson. For now, we should keep him as a hostage, until our reinforcements get here.”

Shan-Yu lowered his sword and let out a furious yowl. Then he gritted his teeth and nodded.

“Bind his hands and feet, Batu," he snarled, his golden eyes gleaming. "It won’t be long before Boke shows up with the other half of the Hun army.”

Batu motioned to the other guard posted at the entrance and told him to get some rope.

To the east of the Imperial City, Mulan descended the mountains. She stopped her horse Khan and dismounted, clutching her abdomen. The painkiller that the medic had given her had worn off and her wound was sore. She sat on the ground and lifted her tunic, inspecting the bandage. It was clean, no blood seeping through at all.

“You’re not bleeding,” Mushu told her, inspecting the bandage as well. “You just need to rest and not push yourself. Maybe we should stop somewhere for the night.”

“I’m anxious to get home. The faster I get facing my father over with the better. And I still have a long way to go.”
Mulan frowned, pondering her options.

“There’s a village up ahead that we passed through on the way to the front.”

Mulan remained deep in thought for a few minutes.

“Alright,” she finally spoke up. “I’ll stop in the village and see if I can get more painkillers there. Then I’ll rest over night.”

“Good,” Mushu commented. “Cause I’m not anxious to face the ancestors.”

Mulan mounted Khan and rode quickly toward the village.

To the north of the Imperial City, Shan-Yu’s grey falcon swiftly flew toward the camp of Boke, just over the northern border, a message from his master to Boke tied to his leg.

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The doors to the palace were finally broken in and Shang and his small troop lowered the statue to the ground. Shang dashed into the palace, his sword drawn, unaware if any of his troops followed him.

He knew that the Huns were holding the Emperor on the balcony overlooking the square, and Shang’s only thought was to get to him and save him, or die trying. He didn't care if he died at this point; it would at least be an honorable death.

He followed the sound of Shan-Yu's deep, rumbling laughter and found him standing at the entrance leading up to the balcony, his sword drawn, waiting for him. Though Shang was large, with a broad frame, the Hun leader towered over him.

Shan-Yu grinned wolfishly at the sight of his adversary and the small group of men that followed him. He raised his arm and with a swift, silent hand gesture signaled his men to step out from behind the columns, each of them covering one man from the Imperial troop.

He grinned smugly as he scanned the faces of the men that stood behind the Imperial troop's commanding officer, not seeing the face he was looking for.

"You appear to be missing a man," Shan-Yu rumbled in his husky bass voice.

The Imperial officer lunged toward him and Shan-Yu intercepted his blow with his own sword.

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"Now what?" Ling asked his two friends as they remained hidden in some concubine's room that they had ducked into after seeing their captain and fellow troop members get captured by the Huns.

"We need to get help," Yao growled at his friend's inane question. "Now they have the Emperor, and Pretty Boy and the rest of them."

Chien-Po was shaking his head, sadly. "It was very foolish of the captain to just go running in like that, with no plan," he commented, his voice soft. "I think that he wanted to die."

"Ahh, who cares about him? He can rot in hell after what he did to Ping."

"Mulan," Ling corrected his friend, shoving him.

Yao went to sock him, but Chien-Po stepped in quickly and held both of his friends apart before they made a ruckus and gave their presence away.

"I say we go back and try to find Mulan," said Ling. "She would come up with a plan."

"She's probably gone by now," Chien-Po answered. "At least I hope she left the pass. It was very cold there."

"Well, we can try."

"What about all those guys in the Imperial Square? None of them lifted a finger to help - they just stood around watching. Bunch of chickens," Yao muttered.

"I'll see if the hallway is clear. Then we can get out of here," Ling told them, opening the door a crack and peering out.

They could hear the sound of Shan-Yu's laughter, but it was coming from behind one of the doors. The hallway was clear, save for two guards standing outside that door. He reported this to his two friends and Yao waved his hand, dismissively.

"Forget it. We're running out of time to wait. Let's just climb out the window."

There was a table near the window and Yao took the covers and other linens from the bed and began to tie them up into a long rope. He secured one end around the leg of the nearby table and dropped the make-shift rope over the ledge. He tugged on it to test its sturdiness.

"I hope it will hold," Ling commented, grinning at Chien-Po. "You better go last."
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