Kingdom of Power, of Courage, and of Wisdom

Dragmire's War - One Hundred Man Officer

-Qin Army, Link-

The following morning the one hundred woke to a head splitting migraine. They had passed out drunk the night before in all manner of positions. Some wondered what happened to their clothes, others wondered why they had too many. One woke wrapped up in a tent rather than quilt or blanket and another woke with his head lodged in a giant wine vase. It took three men to get it off.

At first it was but a few men, but as the sun peaked over the distance to give a hearty hello, the rest quickly woke to raise their fists, cover their faces, and curse at it.

Not one soul did not suffer this morning. All had drunk, even Solitare had a bit while Ganon had quietly gorged himself. Solitare did not take much, with his small size, to be affected while Ganon took two entire vases before passing out. The wine had spilled over and Kagami lapped at it before following his master in an alcohol induced coma.

There was only one soul among them who did not drink.

"Good morning, boys! Who's ready to-"

A large man grabbed Link and threatened to beat him senseless if he uttered another word. Everyone in earshot groaned painfully. Ganon stepped in, grabbed the man by the wrist and in one motion popped it out of place. Link coughed.

"No one threatens to kill him but me." Ganon whispered. He still had his wrist in his hand. In another motion he snapped the wrist back. "Now leave."

Link said, "Thank y-"

"Utter one more syllable and I will gut you." Ganon whispered harshly at Link. His eyes were more red than usual and he groaned in pain. Link nodded and decided, wisely, to have a quieter morning.

From the look of things, there had not been another engagement overnight. The armies were both licking their wounds for the night. There was faint movement on the Zhao hill, and the call went out for some to gather and line up. Link, his squad, and the one-hundred who had celebrated with him were not called to the front lines this time, but were told they would be in reserve behind the front and to join another thousand-man commander who had lost some men.

This was the plan at first, but another notice was given for them to gather on the main hill where Ouki Mitagi was stationed with his personal bodyguard battalions and his officers. They were not allowed entry inside. They were told to station themselves outside of the command. From where they stood they could see Ouki Mitagi sitting on a chair overlooking the battlefield.

It was a surreal moment. None of them, save two, had ever met Ouki, and to see him for the first time was breath-taking. He had a powerful presence and his body oozed strength. His gaze was not upon them, yet they were intimidated by the sight of him.

From there, an officer questioned them all as to who their leader was. No leader could be presented. They were an assortment of squads with many leaders among them. The one leading Link's squad was Ganon.

The next question was who it was that lead them against the chariots. To this question the answer was unanimously Link. Link was ordered to enter the command structure. This left the one-hundred with mixed feelings. Some feared Link had wronged Ouki in some way and told him to beg for forgiveness, others wondered if Link had accomplished something worthy of recognition from the High General, and their response to the latter was to see him in awe. Yet others wondered if Link was just confused for someone else, or had a message to deliver to Ouki from someone important, if Ouki wanted him as a servant, or whatnot. All in all a very mixed perception and beliefs were whispered among them.

Even Ganondorf was left completely perplexed by this.

Link looked up at Ouki, and felt the pit of anger in his stomach burn. He had questions for the general, and if the general wanted to oblige him, then who was he to pass up the opportunity?