StoryBunny !Y3zp2qgejE 2011/10/15 (Sat) 10:00 No. 19731 ▼ File 131867285143.jpg - (143.28KB, 850x755 , 31.jpg)
A few days before the Moriya army reaches the walls of Hell’s Gate Castle, there are already reports of a lone crow tengu flying scouting runs above the castle, carrying something which emits flashes of light. Each time she is chased off by arrows and matchlock fire, but no one, fairy or youkai, seems to be able to ever actually hit her. Rumours that the flashing object is some of superweapon that steals souls begin to spread, despite official attempts to quash them. You keep the truth to yourself and Rin; the fact that it’s a camera being used to record positions and defenses with impunity won’t help morale any.
You send word of the siege to the Underworld requesting reinforcements to relieve the castle. Shipments of supplies from the Underworld continue to arrive, bolstering morale and giving your soldiers hope that they’ll survive the siege. They’ll need every last bit of hope they can get, as the numerically superior Moriya invasion force shows up. They establish a main camp within sight of the castle walls but well out of arrow range, then proceed to start digging a ditch and putting up an earthen berm all around the castle, with the obvious intent of neutering any future sally from the castle.
“Should we attack now?” Rin asks, as you and she watch the levies toiling more like labourers than soldiers in the fields below from the safety of the outer wall.
“No,” you reply. It is true that the diggers don’t have their weapons nearby and there are no visible forces defending them, but in all likelihood this is a pretense to lure you into a trap. A few days pass tense but uneventful, during which the Moriya army completes the ditch and berm, and finishes basic defenses around their camp, it starting to look like a sister fort next to Hell’s Gate Castle.
You take advantage of the calm before the storm to drill your troops, especially to accustom your horses to not be spooked by muskets firing nearby. The evening after the ditch and berm are completed, while waiting for the latest supply caravan to arrive after sunset, you are starting to wonder if the Moriya are aware that trying to starve you out is an exercise in futility, when such thoughts are dispelled by the sound of war horns.
You and Satori rush to the wall to see the Moriya army advancing, illuminated by the torches they are holding. They stop just out of bowshot, encircling three out of four sides of the castle, leaving leaving the southern side empty. Judging by the sheer numbers they present, this must be a large portion, if not all, of the Moriya army. Your own units take up their positions on the walls and finger their weapons nervously. “Rin,” you call for her. “Double check whether they’re trying to sneak in from the south in the dark.”
While she dashes off, you study the army arrayed below you. They remain where they are, and start to bang their spears against the ground or their swords against their shields. The noise is loud and ominous, obviously meant to demoralize the castle’s defenders. You figure that you better do something to keep your troops’ spirits up.
“Look at them!” You point down at the Moriya army and force a laugh. “They’re too scared to actually come up here and fight us!” Your troops give a loud cheer in response. Rin returns. “Well?” you ask expectantly.
“Nothing at the south gate to be seen or smelled,” Rin replies. You look up at the closest flag and note that it is fluttering northwards. “What’s that?”
You look at where she is pointing and see a lone archer stepping in front of the Moriya lines and approaching the walls. Your own archers raise their bows, but Satori gestures for them to stop. “Hold.” Halfway between the castle and the Moriya army, the archer fires a single arrow that arches over the wall and comes to a hard landing in the courtyard with a thud. Satori points to one of her retainers. “Go pick it up.”
You’re about to ask what she thinks it is, but Satori speaks up first. “It’s probably a letter demanding our surrender.” The youkai returns, clutching an arrow with a piece of paper rolled tightly and sealed around the shaft. Satori unrolls it, takes one look, and hands it to you. “See for yourself.”
It is indeed a letter demanding your surrender in formal, polite language. All that’s missing is a “RSVP” tacked on at the end in snooty cursive. There is only one way to properly reply. You call for pen and ink, and convey your defiance with a mere four letters scrawled on the back of the letter for an answer: “NUTS!” Satori raises an eyebrow at you as you tie the letter back to the arrow and give it to one of the youkai archers. “Send this back to them.” She draws the bow and delivers the arrow back to whence it came. You watch as the Moriya archer picks up the letter and withdraws back to the enemy lines.
“What was that about? Nuts?” Rin pipes up, tilting her head curiously.
You give her a somewhat patronizing pat on the head. “You wouldn’t understand.” There is a rumbling of feet as the Moriya army starts to advance at last. “Here they come! All archers, loose at will!”
Arrows whistle through the air, aimed at targets illuminated by flickering torchlight. Here and there you see little flashes of light as fairies are hit. Most of these are at the front of the enemy line, and further behind them you see points of light fall behind as the dark mass presses inexorably forward, their torchbearers hit but without the light show that fairies give off – tengu or youkai, you suspect. A few arrows come your way as the Moriya archers return fire, but there are two few of them to be more than a token effort, and most of their missiles are stopped cold by the castle walls.
The enemy troops reach the base of Hell’s Gate Castle and being scaling the walls. It is too dangerous to remain much longer; the three of you fall back to the courtyard, leaving the bloody business of repelling the attackers to the grunts. From what you’ve seen you’re quite sure that most of the price your archers exacted from the enemy for approaching the walls was paid by fairies or other expendable levy troops. Sure, the cost may be heavy, but levies have few better uses.
“You should stay in the keep,” you tell Satori, but she shakes her head.
“The clan can’t afford to lose me, right?” She smiles with her lips but not her eyes, more a grimace than a smirk. “No. I need to know what the enemy is thinking.”
You try to see how the fight for the walls is progressing, but beyond the backs of your troops you can’t make out much. At the least, the Komeiji standards are still standing. It seems that besides inane banter there is not much else you can do, the same going for the backup troops standing ready in the courtyard, who are doing little more than waiting for orders. On the other hand, there isn’t a messenger interrupting you with news of a sneak attack right now. You half expect such a messenger to show up now, but to your slight and pleasant surprise she fails to materialize.
“How are you so sure they’ll get close enough for you to read their minds?” You start making some of that inane banter, while keeping both eyes on the battle, but you see no new development, nor is there any significant change in the sounds of battle.
“I’m not the one who’s sure. You are,” Satori shoots back.
“Fair enough,” you admit. You liked it better in the early days when Satori acted as though she couldn’t read your mind. Was this supposed to be a sign of familiarity?
“Hardwood-sama!” A runner arrives bearing news. “The first wave of the enemy assault has been repulsed and is retreating. A second wave of tengu is scaling the walls.”
“Acknowledged,” you nod. “Tell the troops to keep fighting and drive them back like they did to the first wave. What about the gate?”
“They do not appear to have any rams or other way to break it, milady,” The messenger informs you respectfully.
“Good. Carry on.” You dismiss the runner.
A roar rises from the east wall. You see fairy levies scatter and flee into the courtyard as they abandon their weapons and banners in favour of running for their lives. Actually, without being weighed down they manage to hover a few feet above the ground as they bolt. Torchlight glints off the shields and scimitars of wolf tengu as they reorganize into an orderly formation, now that they have finally managed to take a wall.
“Rin! You’re up.” You point your sword towards the Moriya invaders. “Take back our wall!”
“Yes ma’am!” Rin draws her katana and holds it above her head in a classic two-handed stance. The sharp metallic ringing of many other drawn swords drowns out the sounds of battle for a moment as the rest of her troop follows suit. With her two tails trailing behind her, Rin leads the charge across the courtyard and into the enemy.
Your conquistadores’ horses are stamping their feet impatiently and neighing. The wind shifts, blowing southwards, and fills the air with the smell of battle. Woman and horse alike are impatient to join the fray. You mount your steed, as does Satori beside you. The Komeiji banners at the walls are waivering, and a few have fallen as their flagbearers are cut down. Your soldiers are beginning to tire and move sluggishly, and you can sense the invisible tension as morale flags and troops are stretched to breaking point against the seemingly endless onslaught of enemies climbing the walls. With the gate evidently ignored, there is little point in standing by to defend it while losing the walls.
“For-“
“Watch out!” Satori cuts you off and points high into the night sky, which is skilled with dark flying shapes. You aren’t completely surprised. Breaking through the defences of the walls would be tough for the Moriya, even with their superior numbers, and bypassing them entirely has always been a tantalizing option.
“Matchlocks! Fire! Fire at will!” You command urgently. The fairies crouch and fire wildly into the sky. One of the fliers drops out of the air, a black silhouette momentarily outlined against the moon before plummeting to the ground outside the castle. The volume of fire fades away as the troop expends its shot and beings the time-consuming process of reloading. At this crucial moment the enemy dives.
A wave of wind precedes them and snuffs out torches, blanketing you in sudden darkness before the crows swoop down with their war fans. They are upon you before your eyesight adjusts to the dim twilight. You manage to get your visor down just as a war fan hits your helmet hard, dazing you. Someone slams into you from the side and knocks you off your horse before you can recover. You land on your back. Your assailant flips up your visor, giving you an unfettered view of haughty yet beautiful crow tengu face. She straddles your waist like a weird parody of the cowgirl position, drawing your eyes to the curves of her breasts under her unarmoured clothing, and despite the situation you’re in you feel yourself quickly getting hard – at the very least, you’re spared the ridicule of anyone else noticing, as it pokes painfully against the inside of your armour. You also happen to notice the shape of her war fan, apparently a non-folding kind and shaped and coloured like a large maple leaf, as she holds it in a backhanded grip with both hands and brings it down fast towards your face to smash your head in-
You reach up and grab one of her wrists, stopping her weapon’s descent with inches to spare before it breaks your nose. For a moment you wonder idly why you’re only doing this with your left hand, especially since she has the advantage of using both hands and gravity on her side to simply overpower your defense, before you remember that you are still gripping your sword in your right. You try to stab her in the waist with it; with remarkable agility she springs off the ground and tries to fly away with a flap of her black wings. Your blade, though, is faster, and sinks wetly into her unprotected flesh. The expression of pain on her face reminds you of the contortions of orgasm, and again you are hit with the urge to roll over on top of her, pin her down, and fuck her brains out. You master your urge and soon enough they mostly abate a swiftly as they rose, leaving you with just an unsatisfied Hardwood.
“The commander is injured! Fall back! Fall back!” The other crow tengu snatch their leader out of your arms and fly off before you can stop them, supporting her between them. A hand is offered to you to help you get back to your feet; it is Satori. With her help you stand back up and witness the flight of the tengus from the field of battle. The horns for retreat sound from the Moriya side. You notice Satori clutching your hand as though you have burned her, she haven’t let go of your hand very quickly.
“Are you alright?” you ask her with some concern.
“It’s nothing,” she claims, but the strange way she looks at you tells you differently.
You have no time to ponder the meaning of that though, as you have routers to chase down! “Forward! Run down the routers!” You shout as you swing back into the saddle and spur your horse to a gallop towards the walls. On getting closer, though, you discover that the enemy is making an orderly withdrawal instead of routing. You rein in your horse and slow down before you run headlong into a solid wall of yari points and naginata blades keeping your soldiers at bay while the Moriya levies retreat back down the walls. The youkai wielding them remain in disciplined formation as their rear elements begin to climb down the walls and withdraw too.
“Pull back and reform! Archers forward!” You ride through and reorganize your forces, pulling your exhausted levies out of direct contact with the fresh, albeit defensive, youkai and gathering clumps of scattered archer fairies wherever you see them. Arrows being falling on the Moriya rearguard, but it is too little and too late to deal much damage. When there are only a few of the youkai remaining on your side of the walls, some of the crow tengu return, swooping down and snatching their comrades to rescue them by air. Your archer fairies dash forward to the now-empty walls, but their arrows fall short as the Moriya forces are already almost out of range. “Cease!” you order them. “Don’t bother. They’re already defeated!”
“Victory!” “We won!” “We showed those Moriya cowards!” “Yeah!” Word of the victory over the Moriya army spreads like fire throughout Hell’s Gate Castle. “Did you see Hardwood-sama?” “I heard she defeated the Shameimaru in single combat!” “The legendary Shameimaru? No way!” “Yes way, why else would the Moriya retreat like that?” “Three cheers for Hardwood-sama!” “With Hardwood-sama with us we can’t lose!” The cheers of victory and jubilant arms rise under the pearly gaze of the moon.
“We did it!” You shout, elated, the high of a hard-earned heroic victory coursing through your veins. “We sent them packing, didn’t we?” You ask Satori rhetorically as she catches up with you.
“You did a good job, taking down their commander like that,” Satori smiles, but still looks as though something is troubling her. “That said, I didn’t think Shameimaru would be that reckless, or that slow. No offence, but you’re still just a mediocre swordswoman at best.”
“Well, that was a lucky shot,” you admit. You figure, judging by what everyone is saying, that the crow tengu you stabbed must have been Aya Shameimaru. It’s not like you got the chance to compare her to all the other crows flying around at the time to identify her with one hundred percent certainty..
“No, I don’t think so,” Satori shakes her head. “I need to test something; come inside with me. Rin! Take care of things for now.”
You follow Satori back into the keep. The place is almost completely deserted with most of the servants and guards gone, either evacuated long ago or just finished fighting at the walls. She easily finds an empty room and sits on her knees at a table. You do likewise on the opposite side, facing her. Your erection throbs again as the moon shines in through a window and illuminates the shape of her body. Her light samurai armour follows her gentle curves, and the feeler-like cords extending from her third eye wrap coil loosely around her small frame, emphasizing the subtlety of the swells of her body. You are suddenly filled with the urge to strip off her clothing here and now, to expose her delicate skin to the loving caress of cool air and warm lips, to ravish her and fill her belly with your seed.
“I’m flattered that you want me, but you really should try to control your thoughts,” Satori smiles, genuinely at last. She holds out her hands, dainty fingers bare and pale under the moonlight. “Please take my hands.”
“Huh? Okay…” You don’t know where this is going, but the request seems innocent enough and so you take her hands in your gauntleted ones, holding them gently and rather mundanely. Nothing happens.
Satori frowns. “I can’t read your thoughts when you are touching me. And it doesn’t have to be skin-to-skin contact. Proximity?” As she mutters to herself, she tugs her hands away and you let go of her.
“Now can you read minds again?” you ask.
“Now? Yes. It just feels strange not to be able to read thoughts all of a sudden – like suddenly becoming deaf, I guess. It’s hard to explain – hm?“ She stops, because you are lightly touching her cheek with your bare finger. Your gauntlets lie on the table, taken off your hand. Her eyes widen in surprise tinged with fright. “What are you thinking?” She murmurs in a quivering voice.
It strikes you that she can’t read your thoughts and tell that you are trying your best not to grip her shoulders and push her down on the floor and rape her tight little pussy with your rock-solid cock until she is reduced to a whimpering, orgasming wreck sprawled on the floor with your many thick and copious loads dripping out of every one of her orifices and trickling down each of her cute tiny breasts for good measure. You take a deep breath to calm yourself. “N-nothing,” you lie.
“Onee-chan!” You and Satori turn your heads at the same time towards the voice. Koishi throws the door open and dashes into the room, her clothes disheveled, panting as she catches her breath. “B-bad news! But some good news too… Um, Maxine-onee-chan, what are you doing to Satori-onee-chan?”
“What? Nothing!” You almost pull your hand away from Satori’s cheek, but you delay for a moment because an uninvited image of you grabbing Koishi’s head and fucking her little mouth until tears are rolling down her cheeks and her small hands are beating uselessly against your legs is playing through your head, and it would not do to have Satori be able to read this thought off your mind, at all. You force your mind out of the gutter and only then do you take your hand away.
“Koishi! What happened to you?” Satori stands and embraces Koishi, who squirms a little uncomfortably in her arms.
“Sheesh, I’m fine, onee-chan, see?” Koishi straightens herself.
“Tell us the bad news first,” you say.
“There are kappa in the tunnels!” Koishi exclaims. Upon seeing the confused looks on your and Satori’s face, she explains. “They must have dug out new tunnels to reach the main road between here and Mizuhashi bridge. I was with the supply train when we were ambushed by a troop of kappa with guns! I managed to get away, but none of the supplies made it through.”
“They cut off the road to the Underworld? How many of them are there?” You ask, alarmed.
“I don’t really know. They set fire to most of the wagons and then withdrew using the tunnel they made. I saw many more new tunnels that weren’t there before on the way here, but no more kappa.”
“Ambushes,” Satori says, and you nod in agreement. “Should we pull back to the Palace-“
This time you disagree. “No, they can’t bypass us even if they dug a new road to the Underworld. If they tried to advance they would leave their rear wide open to a counterattack and risk becoming stranded in our territory. What we’re seeing here I think is their backup plan in case a frontal attack failed. They have us surrounded on all sides now and they’re probably planning on starving us out. That’s what why they set up their own defenses before attacking, to prevent us from sallying out now while they are disorganized.”
“Someone thought this through carefully,” Satori muses. “I managed to glimpse into the Shameimaru’s mind when you dueled her, and she’s not the right type to strategize this deeply. There’s somebody else giving her orders.”
“Pardon me for not knowing,” you interrupt, “but who exactly is Shameimaru and why is she called ‘the’ Shameimaru?”
“Ah, yes, you wouldn’t have known about the Shameimaru?” She’s the fastest youkai in all of Gensokyo – but apparently, not fast enough for you,” Satori explains.
“Wow! I heard some fairies talking about it, but is it true? Did you defeat the Shameimaru personally?” Koishi looks at you with admiring eyes.
“Well, yeah, but – how about the good news?” You change the topic, wary of taking too much credit, especially for something you’re not quite sure how you accomplished, yourself.
Koishi sits at the table. “Utsuho retook the Furnace without breaking a sweat and captured Yasaka. She and Yuugi, um, interrogated her and found out that the Moriya army got there by digging a tunnel from what they called the Underground Geyser Center, which leads to Youkai Mountain in the middle of Moriya territory. Utsuho wants your permission to counterattack into the Underground Geyser Center, and after that, break out above ground and keep pushing up Youkai Mountain until she takes their capital.”
“I would usually call that a suicidal, bird-brained plan, but if most of the Moriya army is out here, her blitz just might work. Then again, we need reinforcements here ourselves soon,” you muse. “Anyways, what happened to Yasaka after that?”
“I brought her here for you to question her for yourself,” Koishi tells you proudly. “It was tricky when the kappa ambushed the caravan and almost rescued her, but I got her here nonetheless. I handed her over to the jailers in the dungeon when I arrived.”
“That’s a big risk you took-“ Satori begins, but Koishi interrupts her and rolls her eyes.
“I know how to take care of myself, onee-chan!”
“When you got yourself caught-“
“Now’s not the time,” you remind them. “We can argue all we like later.”
“Right. Back to business.” Satori calms down somewhat. “The Moriya will be trying to bring more clans into the fight to break the stalemate, and we should be doing the same as well. The Scarlets are busy with their own campaign, if I recall correctly? That leaves the Hinanawi. They may be a small clan, but they may be enough to tip the balance in favour of whichever side they join. At the very least, we should make sure that they stay neutral instead of siding against us.”
“Hinanawi?” You search your memory. “They sent a delegation a little more than a month ago when this castle was finished, right? We share a short length of border with them.”
“If anyone’s going to get word out, tonight’s the best chance for lone runners to sneak through the siege,” Satori continues.
“That sounds about right,” you nod. “Give me some time to think through this.”
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