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Music for the mood.

The armies of the Yellow Sky marched in lockstep to the drums of the musician corps. At the front of the procession was The Yellow Legion, the soldiers of the Emperor with their armour gleaming in the sun. The warriors in this legion were battle-hardened, being under the tutelage of some of the original revolutionary warriors who established the Tàipíng Dào. On the left flank was the White Sun Banner, the main bulk of the force, a horde of devoted Tàipíng Dào warriors under the keen leadership of General Sun Yat-sen. On the right flank were the Righteous Fist, a militia force that was although averagely trained, were entirely loyal to General Song Jiaoren. Behind the Yellow Legion were the Holy Hammer, cavalry who were ready to destroy the token force that the Komo Halemi had sent. Once the battle had begun, they would rush into the breech and quickly rout the foreign force. No longer would the Yellow Empire sit in the shadows, today was the start of a new world! A world under the Yellow Sky!

Second musical mood.

The troops of Ton Xe pushed into the territory of the Tàipíng Dào, unprepared for the large force that would meet them. The Ton Xe only numbered in at 2,000 men, while the entire Yellow Wave numbered at 14,000. This battle would not last long, even with the superiority of the Komo Halemi's larger force, which was not present for this battle. Once the Ton Xe pushed too forwards into Yellow Empire land, the army revealed themselves. The Ton Xe did not have a large amount of time to get prepared for battle, setting up their trebuchets as quickly as possible before the Yellow Wave fell upon them.

The White Sun Banner quickly moved to the left flank of the Ton Xe, getting prepared to encircle them meanwhile the Righteous Fist moved to the right, forcing them into a pincer movement. The Yellow Legion charge forwards, ready to be the first into the fight. Large projectiles flew in the sky, barely before the Yellow Wave charged into the foreign force that laid in their land. Calls of Uukhai, Uukhai! echoed out, Heaven, Heaven, were the calls of the Yellow Wave. No matter how many of them died today, they would all be martyrs of the Yellow Sky. Just as the projectiles landed upon the reserve troops of the Yellow Wave, the main force slammed into the spear wall of the Ton Xe.

Hundreds would have died within the first five minutes of the battle, the Ton Xe placed up a good fight against the countless thousands of the Yellow Wave, however it would not be enough. Although the arrows of the Ton Xe struck true and killed hundreds of reserve troops, especially against the Lightning Strike and the Minsheng Earthquake, the wave of troops was impossible to stop. The legionnaires of the Yellow Legion made quick work of the spear wall, cutting them down with their quality made Jian, meanwhile the White Sun Banner chopped and stabbed with the Dao and spear respectively. Even when soldiers of the Yellow Wave fell, ten more would take their place. It was impossible to stop. It was clear that the Ton Xe would not win, thus they surrendered when over 500 had fallen. However, instead of being treated with respect, the Yellow Legion summarily executed them, high on religious fervour and devotion to the Emperor.

As the execution took place, the White Sun Banner's General, Sun Yat-sen argued with many of the Legion's commanders, in fact, so much that Sun Yat-sen got into a duel with a certain warrior, Lu Cao. Their respective troops stood on either side of the duel, prepared to jump in at any time in case their commander grew too close to danger. Sun was armed with a Jian and his war-fan, while Lu Cao was heavily armoured in scale with a large Dao with the yellow tassel, a characteristic of the Legion.

Third and last musical mood

Silence... Then the swords were drawn, Sun yelled out and charged Lu Cao, swords clanged against each other, the thin Jian bracing against the large curved Dao. Lu Cao was aggressive, he swung in large swaths while Sun dodged and jumped, using his lithe size to move against the unwieldy Lu Cao. Sun slashed the leg of Lu Cao, cutting his tendons and making the man fall to his knees. Sun raised the Jian to his throat and paused. Lu Cao breathed heavily against the blade, smiling in a crude way.

"Do it, Sun, show the Emperor your true loyalties. You have always been weak."

Sun looked at him disappointingly, raising the Jian slightly, cutting the neck of Lu Cao lightly.

"Lu Cao, you have proven once again that you are a barbarian, no man of culture nor of respect. Your cruelty betrays the Empire, we are the followers of the Supreme Peace yet you kill these innocent men?"

"They are not innocent, do not be so naive. These men made their choice to reject us, they will pay the price!"

Sun pulled back his sword, which Lu Cao smiled at, thinking he had won. But before he could speak, Sun swung full force, decapitating Lu Cao. He raised his head and yelled out.

"This is the hubris of men! Do not conflate victory with cruelty! Do not let this war force us to abandon our devotion to Supreme Peace! Uukhai!"

The Yellow Legion stood without cheering while the men of the White Sun Banner and the Righteous Fist called out in their chant. After a short time of chanting, the Yellow Legion merely walked away, there was sure different loyalties within the ranks. While the battle ended with the Yellow Wave winning decisively, they were no longer united in their goal, clear breaks in the ranks were shown. Next however, they would have to unite to conquer the city of Lowan.