Dynasty Warriors fanfiction. my boy Zhao Yun witnesses a hungry village and decides to do something about it. because he's a nice guy like that.
The blade of my spear shone brightly under the sunlight as I swung it across an enemy's neck from atop my horse. The head flew high up leaving an arc of blood before it landed somewhere where it be obscured by the feet of tens of soldiers running past it. The sound of my horse's hoofsteps not relenting as he dashed through the enemy forces from the front while I swing my spear from the side, not giving anyone a chance to get close enough for so much as to land a poke with their swords.
"Want some of that, bitches?! There's more where that came from!" I turned at the sound of Lord Zhang Fei just as his yells literally sent a few troops flying. To this day, I still remain baffled at the inhumane strength of that man's lungs. Even when not drunk, my fellow Tiger General sure displays unmatched insanity in the battefield. Just as he began