Name: Anonymous 2009-03-29 21:35
The general has only eight men, and the enemy five thousand.In his tent the general curses and weeps. Then he writes an inspired proclamation and homing pigeons shower copies over enemy camp.
Two hundred desert on foot to the general. There follows a skirmish which the general wins easily, and two regiments come over to his side. Three days later, the enemy has only eight men and general five thousand. The general writes another proclamation and seventy-nine more men join up with him.
Only one enemy is left, surrounded by the army of the general, who waits in silence. The night passes and the enemy has not come over his side.
The general curses and weeps in his tent.
At dawn the enemy slowly unsheathes his sword and advances on the general's tent.
He goes in and looks at him.
The army of the general disbands.
The sun rises.
Two hundred desert on foot to the general. There follows a skirmish which the general wins easily, and two regiments come over to his side. Three days later, the enemy has only eight men and general five thousand. The general writes another proclamation and seventy-nine more men join up with him.
Only one enemy is left, surrounded by the army of the general, who waits in silence. The night passes and the enemy has not come over his side.
The general curses and weeps in his tent.
At dawn the enemy slowly unsheathes his sword and advances on the general's tent.
He goes in and looks at him.
The army of the general disbands.
The sun rises.