As the Huns came marching proudly from the North, underestimating the Great Wall and their enemies,
they marched up to the Great Wall while the Emperor Qin’s army got ready to attack, empting the buckets of
OIL over the Wall. The oiled wall was too slippery for soldiers to set foot on. Seeing the fellow soldiers falling
off the wall, the Huns panicked and begged, “We SURRENDER.” “On one condition,” replied the Emperor,
stroking his beard, “you will be our slaves.” They sighed in relief: “Yes Your Majesty.”
That night, the Qins had a sumptuous feast to celebrate the victory.
Steacy indulged in her success so much that she forgot about home. When the feast was over, she finally
recalled she needed to
go home. General Chang led Steacy to bid farewell with the Emperor and she was
brought back into her room in seconds. She shrugged, “at least I know what to write for my composition!”
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