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Lovely description of the battle.
One thing though, the explosive arrow thing is quite a fantasy item. The way an arrow behaves it could never fly straight with the weight of gunpowder attached to it.
Still, a nice thought.
 
Lovely description of the battle.
One thing though, the explosive arrow thing is quite a fantasy item. The way an arrow behaves it could never fly straight with the weight of gunpowder attached to it.

Replace the head of the arrow with a small clay jar, filled with gunpowder. The arrow will have a slightly lower range (since it is less aerodynamic), but will fly true, and the jar provides compression for the explosion, and fragmentation for effect...

Btw - regarding the use of timetravel technology - it does seem that it isn't 100% accurate, so that would explain why it isn't used to remove a chronobandit.
 
Cracking stuff. The fight in the house and the battle in the last update are wonderfully detailed and engaging pieces of writing. I'm a bit surprised at Lucille's seeming command of magic however, perhaps that will play out differently, perhaps she is merely using some trick from another time, but it is certainly intriguing. Nonetheless it is good to see that the rebellion is gathering momentum, hopefully the the Emperor shall soon fall, he and his advisors!
 
blsteen: Yes, it is always confusing. But mainly, the tech does and doesn't do what the story demands. :p
Beowulf/Sortulv: Yes, that's my thoughts. I'm sure it could be made to work somehow. Thanks for reading!
Dewirix: She has lots of tricks up her sleeve, as you'll see. The funny thing is that Ming has big armies, but not as big as in history where 200,000+ was common.
morningSIDEr: Thanks! :D It is indeed actual magic...or at least psionics. They're virtually the same. :p

Now, sorry for the delay...here we are!

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TIANSHUN II PART 7

XXX

14/2/1512

“Happy birthday, Talena.”
She turned to see Lucille dressed in a Chinese robe emerging from their tent.
“Lucky one hundred and forty second,” Talena said morosely. She was staring out over the hills and forests.
Lucille sat beside her, looking concerned. “Did you get any sleep?”
“It’s getting harder and harder,” Talena said. “Besides, it’s not like I need it any more. What’s happening to me? Did this happen to you?”
“No, but I received my initiation in a controlled environment, where such things had been happening for centuries. You...you were probably the closest of all to the implosion, thus you received the greatest blast of the energy. In theory all of you should have been reduced to dust instantly, but that’s only theory.”
“So what’s going to happen to me?”
Lucille shrugged slightly. “I don’t know, Talena. Something is happening to you...but I’m no doctor or scientist. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright, Lucy,” Talena replied with a slight grin.
“I’ve told you before not to call me Lucy!” Lucille said with a pout. “Reminds me of that horrible show back in the 20th century.”
“I wouldn’t know, I never studied ancient history,” Talena retorted.
“You watch it,” Lucille said, giving her a light poke.

The lightening atmosphere was interrupted by a Chinese artisan that Lucille had put in charge of some of her creations.
“Lady, I have what you asked for,” he said. Two apprentices following him were wheeling a sort of miniature barrow.
Talena walked a bit forward to look at it. Then she stopped and looked at Lucille, incredulous. “What the hell?”
Lucille had the grace to be a bit embarrassed. The device was a huge seven barrelled gun mounted on a wheeled frame. Each of the barrels was linked to a single flintlock so that all would fire at once like a small cannon.
“So much for not interfering in the timeline!” she said in their shared, future language.
“Desperate times call for desperate measures. While you’ve been training the soldiers I’ve been creating a few surprises for the Emperor’s army.” She switched back to the Mandarin Chinese of the locals. “Excellent work. May we see it fire?”
The artisan snapped orders, and his apprentices loaded each of the barrels with powder, shot and wadding. An old stone wall nearby provided a handy target. The trigger was pulled, there was a flash and a great roar followed by a get of thick smoke.
Talena stepped through the smoke to see that the wall was chipped and broken where the heavy bullets had struck.
“How many of these do you have?” Talena asked, touching the holes absently.
“We’ll have a dozen of them by the time they’re needed. We’ve got more of the rockets and bombs too. We’ll be ready.”
“Aren’t you worried someone will betray it to the Emperor?”
“Of course. Lord Shang has ‘hosted’ all the artisans’ families to ensure their loyalty.”
Talena smiled slightly. “That’s a suspicious mind you have, Lucille.”
“People don’t change, Talena. From the Assyrians to the Neo-Roman Empire people don’t fundamentally change, just their justifications and methods. That’s something you’ll learn.”
“And I see you’re just the person to teach me,” Talena retorted.
“Let’s just say I have experience.”

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Talena left soon after to go down to the camps. Unlike the rabble which had first risen with Houlong Shang, more and more proper soldiers had been brought into the army. Regular pay, training and equipment had made it a proper force now numbering some seventeen thousand. Against the numbers of the Imperial army it seemed small, but the Emperor could not concentrate more than an army at them without weakening his power dramatically and letting most of his Empire slip away.
Of course, it hadn’t been easy. Chinese traditional views of the role of women did not stretch to military instruction. There had been defiance of orders and general rudeness which Talena had solved by fighting and beating two challengers. After that she’d had no more problems, though Lucille had disapproved such a physical solution.
Min was waiting for her down by the training grounds. Talena had used many existing officers and leaders to perform most of the training, and had usually restricted herself to certain ideas when possible.
The girl was wearing a sword, having insisted that Talena train her how to use it. Thinking it couldn’t hurt, Talena had agreed.
“I’ve been practicing all morning!” Min said brightly. She waved her sword enthusiastically, narrowly avoiding a passing servant.
“So you have, dear. Just try to keep it controlled. Don’t want to cut off an ear of yours, do you?” Talena drew her own blade. “Well, show me what you can do.”
Min looked surprised at the offer. Previously she’d only trained with dummies and open air. Still, she advanced and swung the sword, which Talena parried.
“Good! Now, faster. You need to go faster,” Talena urged.
Min launched into a faster, more confident attack, which Talena parried again.
“Good! Now keep up the exercises I gave you and you’ll be fine. But don’t rush off to fight anyone, mind...just be careful.”

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“Indeed, we must all be careful.” It was Houlong Shang himself, the leader of the whole rebellion. He had been watching and now came down to meet them in person.
Talena bowed, though not as much as Min. She didn’t feel it necessary to grovel. After all, wasn’t she the one who had turned his army from a peasant rabble into a proper army?
“She’s learning well,” Talena said, gesturing to Min.
“Though I hope you don’t intend to put her into the frontline,” Houlong said mildly.
“No, but those who don’t know how to use swords can still be killed by them.”
“Very true. Where is Lucille?” There was a loud explosion further up the hill and he smiled. “Ah, that explains it. Well I have news. The Emperor himself has left the capital with an army aimed for us. They should be here in two weeks. Will we be ready?”
“We will,” Talena promised.
“Very well. We will be victorious, Talena.”
“I hope so.”

XXX

With some dangers to the south and north eliminated, the Emperor could finally turn his attention to the rebellion of Houlong Shang. Summoning the army from the north he marched south from the capital with an army of some twelve thousand veteran troops. Passing through Hangzhou the Emperor’s army entered the region of Fujian in mid February of 1512.
The battle would be fought on the 24th of February at the small village of Fangdi


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A volley gun. Does this mean Sharpe will be making an appearance? It's actually quite tricky to think of military technology that you could transfer quickly in this period that would have a decisive effect.

I rather think the Emperor's bringing too few troops to this fight. Talena's probably worth a regiment alone.
 
Replace the head of the arrow with a small clay jar, filled with gunpowder. The arrow will have a slightly lower range (since it is less aerodynamic), but will fly true, and the jar provides compression for the explosion, and fragmentation for effect...

Btw - regarding the use of timetravel technology - it does seem that it isn't 100% accurate, so that would explain why it isn't used to remove a chronobandit.
I suppose if you add a percussion cap-style igniting agent....maybe (else you're just spreading around powder) . But it'll end up weighing a LOT. So to counter-balance you need to beef up the whole arrow or add a counterweight of some sort (unlikely though, since arrows twist and bend in flight, that would seriously mess up the flight path). Basically it's possible but only from something like a ballista-style machine.

Now the volley gun, that works! Must be a pain in the ass to reload though! :D
 
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Dewirix: Haha! No Sharpie, I'm afraid. Which is a shame since I'm a big fan of the books.
Sather: Thanks!
Beowulf: A machine like these? ;)
Boris: Abstract...well in terms of the story, yes. In terms of the method I think it's become less abstract - I'm using more direct narrative then I did at the start, and less reliance on narration. I'm also doing what I promised not to - having big updates. :p

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TIANSHUN II PART 8

XXX

24/2/1512

Thirty thousand soldiers separated by a mere mile of plain made a lot of noise. In the chilly winter weather the campfires seemed like beacons of warmth in an icy world.
Talena watched from a hilltop position as the armies assembled. On the Imperial side there was a lot of cavalry, more even then their infantry, and more then the rebels. However, the rebels, now called the Shang officially, had more than double the number of infantry.
Now deployed, the Shang were anchored by the wooded hills to the left and the town of Fangdi to the right. That ensured that the enemy would only be able to attack over the wide, mostly flat plain. The Imperials for their part were deployed with their cavalry forward and infantry directly behind. Their plan was clearly to smash through the centre of the Shang line, let the infantry fill the gap and complete the rout.
Talena could see the Emperor himself and his entourage watching from a rise a half mile behind the lines with his reserve of Imperial Guards present. What Talena couldn’t see was whether Hauritz, Cade or Channing were present. If they were, then it was possible that the Imperials might have their own tricks to call upon.

The sun was fully up when Talena, dressed in her armour and carrying her favourite sword, walked down to the centre of the Shang line. Lucille had gone with the cavalry on a flanking march, and were out of contact until their attack bit home. This was a risk of course, but a calculated one. The thing that made it possible to do was the inclusion of the ‘Demon Engines’, the war machines that Lucille and the Shang had made.

The sound of trumpets shook the air, and the Imperial cavalry begun their approach. Slowly, irresistibly they started to increase in speed. From a walk to a trot, from a trot to a canter. Closer and closer they got, with their banners flying in the wind. Thousands of hooves pummelled the ground, making the very earth tremble and shake.
Around her, Talena could see some of the soldiers edge away, and she knew it was time.
“Now! Let them have it now!” It was not the most scientific order, but it was effective.
In the centre of the Shang line branches and screens were pulled aside and squat wheelbarrow like contraptions were pushed forward.
There were dozens of them, some larger then others. All of them used the old Chinese principle of fireworks to devastating effect. Once lit they would fire rockets either mounted on arrows or on their own into the mass of the attackers. Rockets were not accurate, but they didn’t need to be. They were rarely lethal except with a direct hit, but they didn’t need that either. What they did do was terrify horses, cause confusion and break the momentum of a charge. And that was exactly what happened here. There was instantly chaos as horses reared and fell. Many were hit and some killed by the barrage, but mostly it robbed the cavalry of their one asset; speed.
The Shang in the centre let out a great cry of triumph and charged.

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To the left the Imperial horsemen rode over a crest and past an area of forest. From that bastion the Shang were waiting. The seven barrelled volley guns were waiting, and when the cavalry were at their closest point they opened up a devastating volley right into the flank. Following this the soldiers hiding in the trees dashed forward with bombs and more fireworks which they tossed at the cavalry, causing further chaos. As in the centre the Shang charged the stalled charge.

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To the right the situation was partly more difficult. There, the field was flat with no major barriers. However, here the novel idea had been hit upon to use interspersed ranks of spearmen and crossbowmen. Furthermore, handgunners and grenadiers were also interspersed. So when the cavalry charged they faced no opposition until they were very close, and then a sudden volley tore at them. Still the Imperial horsemen charged on, but found a solid wall of pikes blocking them.
For a moment things looked bad before Houlong himself appeared, leading in reinforcements which drove the cavalry back.

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All across the battlefield the cavalry had been stalled, and the Shang infantry moved forward to attack. With their infantry close behind the Imperials could not manoeuvre properly, and the horsemen were either pulled from their mounts or the steeds themselves were attacked and brought down.
Talena watched, but knew that the longer the battle went for, the greater the risk. It was therefore to her great relief that she saw the tell-tale dust that showed that Lucille had arrived, as specified, on the open flank.

The result was easy to determine. Five thousand Shang cavalry appearing from behind the Imperials was bad enough, but they aimed straight at the Imperial Guard. Those brave soldiers held their ground against the first charge, but the Emperor was in danger of being outflanked and either killed or captured.
Therefore, the Emperor with what was left of his guard fled.

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The sight of their divine Emperor fleeing the field had an understandably catastrophic effect on morale. With the Shang cavalry moving in to take the main force form the rear the smart Imperial troops surrendered. Some, from foolishness or bravado, fought on and were killed to a man. In just four hours the Imperial army was utterly destroyed.

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Talena borrowed a horse and rode out to meet Lucille and her victorious cavalry forces. The Shang troops cheered Houlong, and the disconsolate prisoners were escorted away.
“This reminds me of a battle I fought against the Ottomans in Greece. I lost that one though,” Talena said when she met Lucille.
“Well, at least we avoided that. Good work, Tally!”
“Watch it, Lucy.”

XXX

The disastrous Imperial defeat opened the capital to a direct attack. The Emperor himself barely escaped the rout, and sent messages hastily to the armies in the south requesting their return to defend the capital.
A certain Gaozhi was leading the army suppressing norther Vietnam and begun a long march north. Because the Imperial navy was divided he had to march overland all the way along the coast, meaning that it would be almost eight months before it arrived. In this time a profound change would have occurred, and history would take a very interesting turn.
 
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As 1632 teaches us, reproducing and significantly introducing modern technology, is not easy, even in 17th century Europe, let alone in China.
But I still think, dozen of old fashoned cannons would have been MUCH more usefull AND less dificult to make.
 
Awesome battle. Believable and effective strategy and tactics.
The mention of handgunners, I didn't realise they were that far into the Gunpowder tech. (in the story at least)
 
blsteen: Yeah, she hates being called Lucy.
Boris: Mix. Usually I have an idea of what I want to happen, then play the game to see what happens. Of course, sometimes I have to change when the game changes things. This China case is a clear case of me making save edits to make sure the Rebels won.
4th Dimension: True, cannons would be more effective, but they're much harder to use in the short term. Volley guns just point and fire, not like cannons which take much longer to train.
Beowulf: Well, Chinese gunpowder was advanced - just unfocused. They never put anything into proper application for weaponry.

Another interesting post...I hope!

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TIANSHUN II PART 9

In the wake of the stunning victory at Fangdai, there was no Imperial forces between the Shang army and the capital. Armies coming from the south required months to finish their campaigns and begin the march north. As these armies departed the regions they had tried to hold disintegrated, and many fell under enemy control. To the north, many formerly Manchu provinces defected back to their former owners.

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Meanwhile, the Imperial capital of Nanjiang had been poorly prepared for a siege, especially as some of the defenders had gone with the Emperor on his ill-fated campaign. Thus when the Shang army encircled the walls and begun to batter the walls there was little in the way of active defences.

However, the Emperor’s advisors, Hauritz, Channing and Cade became actively involved, repelling several attempts with the use of new technology. On the Shang side the developments were countered with even stronger technology, using the greater resources of the Shang dominions.
After a month sustained battering had opened deep breaches in the walls in several places and by the 11th of May the city lay open to assault.

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XXX

11/5/1512

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Lucille asked for the tenth time during the night.
“I’m sure,” Talena replied. “Fancy coming along?”
Lucille smiled rather wanly. “I’m no soldier, Talena. I’m not the sort to escalade breaches. Of course, you have a few advantages there.”
“I was always rather reckless,” Talena admitted. “But if the city’s going to fall I want to be in the first wave. I can’t explain it...but I was there when Constantinople fell. The Empress...she was my friend. This is just like that...in reverse. That makes no sense I know but...” she trailed off.
Lucille just patted her arm. “Don’t worry, dear. I won’t stop you.”
Talena gave her a smirk. “Don’t think you could anyway, Blondie.”
“Victory does not just go to the ones with big muscles,” Lucille retorted. “Anyway...good luck. I’ll follow in the second wave.”
Talena paused for a moment. “Uhh...what do we actually do to Hauritz and the others? I mean, how do I kill them?”
Lucille seemed unsure how to answer. “Do you want to kill them? I don’t suppose they’ll surrender. If we capture them we could imprison them, I suppose.” Even she realised that she was skirting around the real issue.
“Would it be less cruel to kill them or to lock them up forever?” Talena asked flatly. “I was locked up in that hole for two years and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I know how long a hundred years is, and so do you.”
“Well, I’ve never encountered cases quite like you. However, the only possible choice you have is to destroy their bodies completely. My suggestion would be fire, hot and constant, once they are weakened.”
“Fire...alright. I just hope I’m not the one who gets flamed.”

It was still the middle of the night when the attack begun. However, the burning casks of oil fired by both sides, and the straw and pitch torches scattered about to guide the path ensured there was light.
In the moonlight, and with the fires reflecting up Talena could see the wall. It looked formidable, but not un-takeable.
A final volley of flaming missiles burned a few more buildings, and then the trumpets sounded. Talena drew her sword, looking from left to right at the Shang soldiers going with her. They looked nervous, as well they should. Storming a city was the hardest, most harrowing ordeal that a soldier could endure.
She was out, leading the charge. In her hands she carried one of the heavy three barrelled guns. It weighed a good twenty pounds, but she had decided to carry it regardless. It was a weapon perfect for the close assault, even if she couldn’t reload it after the first blast.
As soon as the troops came into the open the Imperial defenders opened up with a heavy volley of arrows and darts. Even holding their shields up, and protected by the darkness, Shang troops fell.
It was as Talena approached the breach that she realised something wasn’t right. There was plenty of arrows coming down from the walls, but there seemed to be no one on the breach. The truth didn’t dawn on her until it was too late. She was already on the breach’s lower slopes when there was a flash of fire.
What happened next was something she couldn’t quite remember. There was a flare, a sudden wind and she found herself on her back. Everything hurt, it was agonising. Slowly, painfully, she got to her feet.
The mine placed under the rubble had killed several dozen of the attacking Shang soldiers and disordered the others. Talena, despite her rapid healing, was feeling dazed but nonetheless grabbed a flag and waved it in the firelight.
“Forward! Attack!” It wasn’t the most original battle-cry in history, but it seemed to work. Soon she was leading a second attack.

The attacking wave flowed up the smoking slope of the breach under renewed archery. But then, from the wall above came a ribbon of flame which tore into the Shang. A flamethrower carried by two Imperials and commanded in person by Channing was looking for targets. His eyes met with Talena’s below.
“Her! Kill that one!” he ordered. The flame nozzle turned towards her.
Talena didn’t even really know what to do. She felt afraid, remembering Lucille’s words, and whenever she was afraid she got angry also. She aimed her monstrous triple-barrelled gun up at the wall and pulled the trigger.
The three bullets with accompanying packed shrapnel blasted outwards, hitting the two flamethrower carriers just as they activated their machine. However, instead of the flames incinerating the Shang they were knocked to the side and rained flaming death down upon the Imperial defenders at the breach.
Talena saw Channing draw back, clutching his arm, and try to escape.
“Come on!” she cried and charged to the top of the breach. The disorganised Imperial troops there were still unsteady and tried to stand against the Shang charge, but were driven back. Many fell into the pools of burning oil left by Channing’s infernal machine.
Talena used the heavy gun as a club to beat down her opponents, one by one. The Imperials fell back from this insane, tireless woman, and Talena reached the top of the breach.

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At this point it would have been sensible to finish off the Imperials before charging off, but Talena always had been a woman of impulsive passions. She turned and headed for the wall where Channing had been and started climbing. Imperial soldiers appeared above her, ready to hack at her exposed head.
However a hail of crossbow bolts from below hit these soldiers and either killed them or drove them back from the lip of the breach. Then, Talena was up and on the wall, and her sword was out.

What followed next was...blurred...for Talena. She remembered fighting. She remembered pain as she was wounded. Several times she fell, rose and continued to fight. Her beautifully made Chinese sword became notched and stained, and she became spattered with blood.
After a time period which she couldn’t accurately measure the wall was deserted aside from the bodies of seven Imperial soldiers, the rest having fled from her gory visage. Now, it was time for find Channing.

The Imperial City was in chaos. Civilians and soldiers ran from the walls, desperately trying to save themselves from the sack to come. Talena followed her instinct towards the palace. It was foolish to charge in alone, she knew, but this was HER vendetta. It had to be fulfilled.
It was as she was on a section of wall overlooking a burning area of palace that it happened. As she was passing an otherwise empty tower that she was attacked from behind. She had part sensed, part seen the flicker of movement, so she was turning when the blow struck. That meant that the knife stabbed into her shoulder rather then right into her back.
It was Cade, and he didn’t say a word as he launched a relentless assault on her with a long sword. With her left shoulder still bearing a knife blade, she was already hampered and in pain, but fought back as well as she could.
Cade came on, his blade cutting her several times, including once across the face. Enraged she pulled the knife from her own body and counter attacked. What followed was a brutal, physical, relentless battle. With both combatants virtually immortal it was the most terrible of combats.
In the future both Cade and Talena had been no strangers to melee combat. In the century since their arrival they had time and occasion to use it. The swords moved with lightning speed, their punches and kicks traded with bone jarring force.
Finally it was an underhand blow by Cade which turned the battle to him. As their blades locked he rammed his hand hard into Talena’s throat. In her second of being unable to breathe he pushed her down and sat atop her, trying to ram his recovered knife into her heart.
With one hand pinned beneath one of his legs she couldn’t stop him as the knife got closer and closer.
Desperately her pinned hand flailed for something...and found it. It was her gun, or one like it. She didn’t care. She pulled it from his belt, pressed the barrel to Cade’s side and pulled the trigger.

What happened was unexpected. Talena had expected the weapon to wound him for a few seconds, as all others had done, then healed. Instead he shuddered and reeled backwards. The bullet had torn through his right side, missed the heart, but pierced several other organs before exiting through his shoulder.
Cade seemed puzzled at first as Talena pushed him off. He touched a hand to the bloody wound and frowned. “It’s not...why?” he asked. He coughed, and blood dribbled from his mouth. Slowly, he fell forward to the ground.
Talena edged forward, fearing a trick, but he was dead. Then, before her horrified eyes a transformation occurred. The body of Cyrus Cade begun to decompose before her eyes, as if quite literally, a hundred years had passed in just a moment, as if time had finally been able to claim its rightful place.
In moments there was just a skeleton on the wall before her, dressed in still new clothes.

Talena was still staring at the ancient skeleton when Lucille arrived. She joined her friend. “How?” she asked.
Talena mutely held up the gun, her gun. “He didn’t heal. The bullet killed him. Nothing else did.”
Lucille took the weapon. “This weapon came from the future so it bears the same condition as you. It is not just you, but everything that came back with you. So, I guess this means this is the one weapon that can kill you...that we know.”
“Not so immortal after all, am I?” she said with a grimace.
“No one is truly immortal, dear. Come on.”
With that they left the skeleton and walked away arm-in-arm.

XXX

The Emperor Tianshun II was slain when his capital fell. Legend has it that he cast himself into a great fire so he would not be taken prisoner. With no heir his Empire passed to the nearest claimant, ironically the same man marching north with the army in Vietnam, Gaozhi of the Zheng family.

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So anyhintg they brought with them is standing outside the current dimension of time just as they themselves are? Interesting that.
The flamethrowers where a nice surprise too :D And seeing how the Byzantines actually had those, perfectly doable at the time.
 
The assualt on the breach shows you've studied your Sharpe books well! Nicely paced to clue us in about the mine at about exactly the same time as Talena.

So the immortals can be killed more simply than throwing them into a furnace. Of course, there are considerably worse fates than death, such as being chained up and thrown overboard in the middle of the ocean, so comparitively Cade got off quite lightly.

Still Hauritz and Channing to go. I wonder if they'll cut their losses and make their escape. It would give Talena somewhere to go after China. I also wonder if any of the technology that we've seen will become a permanent fixture in this timeline. The Thirty Years War was brutal enough without it being fought with volley guns or explosive rockets.
 
Very good stuff and I am a Cornwell fan myself, so the last few updates have been made all the better. The account of the victory at Fangdai for the rebels alongside the fight in the breach between Talena and Cade was brilliantly done. Use of the handgun and the revelation regarding it, was also a very nice development. Whilst not necessarily good knowing that there is a weapon which can easily defeat Talena, it does make things more interesting! Thus the Emperor has now been overthrown, hopefully China can now enjoy happier times.
 
Nice one and I love the idea of the time travellers being in some sort of paralel space to the rest of the world.
Going from that, she would start to be normal again once she lived to that point in time, where she was send back?