"Your Highness!"
After dozens of steps, Bertard suddenly looked back. For the first time, deep fear appeared on his usually calm face.
"Blessed by the ancestors, blessed by the three gods!"
Suangua swung the ax vigorously, his face full of uncontrollable ecstasy. He watched the Mexica commander suddenly raised his head and disappeared behind the shield formation, while the black wolf flag more than three meters high also fell to the rear.
, couldn’t help but shout loudly.
"The commander of Mexica is dead! The royal army will win!!"
Accompanied by high-pitched shouts, the elite warriors at war relaxed their hands. Thousands of concerned eyes looked at the wolf flag not far away. Strong emotions were revealed in the eyes, and complex emotions were intertwined in the air! Tower
The Lasco warriors were full of excitement and joy, while the Mexica warriors were shocked and worried.
Where all the troops are tied, where everyone's eyes are focused, and where the flag is, is the morale of the whole army! Black Wolf's flag suddenly fell halfway, then suddenly stopped, and then slowly stood upright. In the guard of Tels
With the help of others, Shulot finally stabilized his body and straightened up with difficulty!
The young king touched the broken and hanging feather helmet, and then touched the handsome flag that was firmly tied behind his back. Then, he raised his head and looked at the bronze arrow less than a foot away from his head, and a strong heart palpitation surged into his heart.
After a while, the throbbing in his heart turned into rage. He stretched out his hand and used all his strength to pull out the copper arrow stuck on the flagpole. The copper arrow penetrated three points into the wood and could not be pulled out for a while. The young king gritted his teeth and cursed loudly.
road.
"Damn Tarascans, they always use such despicable means of sneak attacks!!...The league's coach carries such a banner, he is a living target for bows and arrows!"
At the moment when life and death were decided just now, a sharp copper arrow turned into a galloping electric light, accurately passed through the gap in the shield, fiercely shot off the long feathers of his crest, and then nailed into the flagpole behind him with a "duh" sound.
!The young king immediately lowered his head and the rapid wind of arrows roared across his forehead. The huge impact still caused him to fall on his back!
"The alliance's tradition really needs to be changed! The era of long-distance has arrived, and the strategy of war must also be improved accordingly!"
Hulot shook his head vigorously. The Mexica Alliance has always been the most courageous. The commander of the legion always carries a conspicuous flag and stands at a high place in front, personally inspiring the warriors to fight bravely. And when the new era comes,
This old rule is full of huge risks. In the "former" history, the Mexicans had many wild battles with the Spaniards, winning first and then losing, all because the coach carrying the banner suddenly fell and was defeated.
Killed by sniper fire from enemy muskets and crossbows.
The young king's heart was ups and downs, but his face remained solemn. He put his feather crown back on, stood up straight, waved his hand resolutely, and the shield formation of his personal guards dispersed slightly. The coach's tall and majestic body was finally revealed to everyone again.
In front of him. Then, the young king clenched his fist and raised his right hand high!
"God bless you, Your Highness is unscathed!"
In an instant, fanatical cheers suddenly sounded. The Jaguar warriors let out a roar with all their strength and violently attacked the enemy in front of them. Their attacks were more powerful and their slashes were more ferocious, trying to kill the despicable Tarasco.
Tear people to pieces!
"Hey!" Tels took half a step forward and raised the huge tower shield defensively, and the rapid-fired copper arrows were completely blocked. Once the closely guarded guards were on guard, such a sneak attack would never be successful again.
possible.
"The time has passed, the three gods have abandoned us!"
The hound Yuku put down his big bow and sighed with heartache and regret. The surrounding jaguar warriors were coming like crazy beasts. They swung their sticks vigorously, swept their shields, and even stopped defending, focusing on attacking His Highness's sneak attack.
Despicable enemy general. In just a dozen breaths, the few dead soldiers guarding him died one after another.
"Whoops!" The fierce sound of wind suddenly came. Yuku quickly bowed his head, and an electric arrow passed over his head accurately. The sharp copper arrow passed through the bronze helmet, and fired with a "hiss" sound.
Looking into the distance! The hound glanced up in fear, only to see the Mexica commander on the commander's platform staring angrily, bending his bow and arrows, and aiming here again! The keen Yuku did not hesitate, and immediately bent down, as if
Move like a hound.
One arrow missed, and another was on the string. Shulot personally picked up the long bow, aimed intently for a moment, and then frowned solemnly. The enemy general was like a changing rabbit, and it was difficult to accurately lock on. He immediately deflected the bow and arrow,
Looking towards the center of Tarasco's military formation, an ordinary copper-axe guard also stared at him.
The two people's eyes met, and the Bronze Ax Guard's eyes showed extremely strong regret and unforgettable hatred. Shulot frowned again and recognized that this was the enemy who had just shouted loudly! So the young warrior briefly
Taking aim, he decisively released his right hand and shot the arrow with awe!
"Phew!" The sound of death was coming in an instant. Suan Gua's face showed panic. He turned sideways suddenly, and his right arm suddenly hurt. "Pfft!" A sharp arrow shot through the leather armor and penetrated deeply.
It penetrated deeply into his arm, and blood immediately flowed from the wound. Faced with the threat of bows and arrows, the guards on both sides quickly raised their shields, several archers raised their bows to fire back, and a personal guard quietly approached to check.
Suangua squatted down and quickly took off his leather armor. In the fierce battlefield, he could not heal his wounds carefully. The guard apologized in a low voice, and then carefully and quickly broke the arrow handle. The king gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan. The guard paused.
After a pause, without waiting for the expected rebuke, he continued to take out the gauze, connected the arrow that had penetrated the flesh, and expertly bandaged the wound.
The young king maintained a deathly silence. He endured the unprecedented weakness and pain, his eyes were red, and he stared at the direction of Shulot. Until the personal guards finished dealing with it, they helped the king put on his armor again. Suangua...
Then he let out a painful groan and growled in despair.
"The three gods protect the condor, and the kingdom will never be destroyed! One day, I, Suangua, will draw my long bow with my own hands, shoot through your heart, and revive the Kingdom of Tarasco!"
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Dozens of steps away, Bertard gave a swift and violent kick with his left foot, causing his opponent to stumble suddenly. Then, the warrior's long right arm swung out vigorously, and the sharp war stick drew an exquisite arc, accurately slashing at the guard.
On the long neck, the guard commander who was struggling desperately stopped suddenly, and the light in his eyes lost forever. He just said "uh, uh" twice, and then fell straight into the dust with the gushing blood.
"Where to escape!"
The warrior commander was furious, glanced with an eyebrow, and shouted again. His eyes were burning with anger, and he locked the direction of Yuku, and made another fierce dash.
When Yuku heard the sound, he looked back and saw the fallen body of the guard captain. His eyes darkened, and he turned his head again, and was horrified to see the injured king. At this moment, the peerless warrior was filled with exhaustion. He looked around
On the battlefield, the Bronze Ax Guards and the Jaguar Battle Group were entangled and fighting, and they were completely unable to break through. The enemy crossbowmen not far away had separated into a team and began to shoot at the rear formation of the Guards. But hundreds of steps away, the blocking
There are only a few dozen guards left, and thousands of longbow warriors are like an unstoppable ant colony, about to drown everything.
"There is no hope for this battle anymore. The royal army is doomed to fail!"
General Yuku clenched his hands, whined like a lone wolf, and squeezed out a cry of despair from his heart.
"The front army is behind the scenes! The rear army retreats! Quickly retreat to the southwest! Didi!"
Yuku blew the shrill conch horn and waved the flag of retreat. Then, he coldly abandoned the front army and ran towards the king without looking back. The bronze ax guards at the back looked at each other, with desperate death in their eyes.
They struggled to raise their shields and used their lives to barely block the angry samurai captain and the equally angry Jaguar battle group.
The more than 300 rear guards quickly turned around. They covered the king in a low-key manner, formed a formation and rushed to the southwest. A moment later, a fierce rain of arrows struck from the air. The longbow warriors had already broken through the barrier, and under the marshal's flag,
Under the command, one group was first detached to pursue quickly, and the rest shot at the fleeing guards. There were constantly injured guards staying behind, desperately resisting the pursuing Mexica warriors, and soon they were on the ground.
's corpse.
Shulot stood under the banner of the black wolf and waved the command flag in his hand again. The longbow guards divided into five hundred people and attacked the remaining enemy guards from behind. The battle sticks were waved and the copper axes were exchanged. The stalemate was no longer possible.
In a moment, the situation on the battlefield changed. The Mexica warriors were besieged from two sides, and with the shooting of arrows at close range, it only took a quarter of an hour for the Tarasco guards to fall one after another.
The mound struggles to take on different shapes.
Desperate cries rang out one after another, rising into the sky and turning into shrill howls. The gods of Tarasco remained indifferent, staring at the devouring battlefield, and eventually devoured them. The hundreds of guards behind the palace were bleeding with blood.
Returning all the warmth to the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Then, their bodies gradually became cold, blended with the vast wilderness, and slept forever in the land of their hometown. And an ancient kingdom was disappearing with their lives.
In this era of change!
War drums were beating fiercely, arrows were flying, and the roars of victory were intertwined with the cries of death. The young king looked down at the battlefield below his feet, and his guards chased him north. The last enemy army retreated, and the situation was determined! He took a deep breath
, feeling the full strength in his chest. Then, Shulot raised his head, with heartfelt excitement, and showed a bright smile.
"I finally won this battle!!"
More than ten meters away, Bertard strode forward, holding a blood-stained battle stick, and hurried back to His Highness. He circled the wolf flag, looked at it carefully for a few breaths, and then lowered his head and saluted with peace of mind.
"Your Highness, the enemy guards have been completely defeated, and the Royal Tarasco army has no power to counterattack! In the end, we won this battle that decided the world! Victory belongs to you, my king!"
Hearing this, Shulot laughed loudly. He patted the warrior commander on the shoulder affectionately, and then said in a deep voice.
"The Tarascans attacked me again! I am very angry! Bertard, I will give you five hundred personal guards to hunt down the hound general! If possible, capture him alive. If not, kill him on the spot.
kill!"
Bertard solemnly agreed. Then, he hesitated for a while and finally suggested.
"Your Highness, the first priority now is to defeat the enemy's center, cut off the royal eagle flag, and capture King Tarasco! As long as the royal flag is broken, the enemy army will be completely defeated!"
Xiuluo nodded and laughed loudly with confidence.
"No need to worry, I know of course! I am going to leave this honor to the two generals of the central army, especially Ezpin, who is from the kingdom! Bertard, my holy eagle, go and catch the enemy's hound for me!"
"
Bertard saluted solemnly, turned around and led the troops away. During the battle, he once again felt the changes in His Highness, just like the sun at noon, releasing scorching light.
Shulot looked at the front line, and saw that the battle situation had completely tilted towards the alliance. With the failure of the Bronze Ax Guards' assault, the morale of the royal army was once again shaken. The royal warriors on both wings shrank into a full defensive circle formation, and the towers of the central army were
The Lasco militia is on the verge of collapse, with only a few thin lines of defense left. Behind the enemy's central army, the inherited eagle flag flutters feebly. The determined "King" of Tarasco, with his lone bodyguard, is bravely fighting
Standing under the king's flag.
"In the situation of death, persevere to the end. He is truly a glorious king, and should be offered as the most noble sacrifice!"
The young king stared at the eagle flag for a moment, then looked at the king in golden armor, and softly admired it from the bottom of his heart. Then, he looked solemn and waved the flag vigorously.
"Dong dong dong!" The war drums were rushing to the extreme, like a continuous line of heavy rain in the rainy season. Thousands of longbow warriors raised their war clubs at their waists and let out a shocking roar. They were on both sides of the central army and moved toward the tower at the same time.
Lascaux's spearmen launch a deadly assault!
"Dong dong dong!" Before the first war drum finished, the warriors had already penetrated the enemy formation and surrounded the rear of the Chinese army. Kuruca blew the bone whistle hastily, and Ezpan waved the battle flag vigorously. Six
More than a thousand militiamen with spears shouted in unison, like a flood that had been accumulating for a long time, and finally broke through the embankment's defense line!
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Dropping their weapons, they turned around and ran away, exposing their fragile backs. The militiamen howled and tried to flee the battlefield, but were mercilessly poked to the ground. Mexica warriors on both sides of the central army surrounded them, and they were surrounded by tens of thousands of Taras.
The Scots militiamen then knelt down and surrendered to the enemy who could not resist them.
The surging gun array did not stop, and the warriors and militiamen moved forward feverishly. In just a moment, thousands of Mexican legions swept away the tiny King Tarasco and the lonely royal eagle flag.
Surrounded by breathable air!
"Dong, dong, dong!" The third war drum soared into the sky. The militiamen stabbed out sheets of spears, killing all the guards around the king easily! The dense forest of spears brought a chill, and firmly shackled the king. Then
, with the tacit approval of His Highness's envoy, Ezpan rushed forward ferociously, letting out an excited and meaningless scream. The former miner of the kingdom brandished a bladeless war stick, suddenly knocked down the supreme king, and then used
The hemp rope tied his hands tightly, like a white deer tied for slaughter!
A few steps away, Kuruka's eyes moved. He held the towering royal flag of inheritance in one hand, took out a small copper ax with the other hand, and then slashed hard! With a "click", the two-hundred-year-old royal flag tilted slowly, and then accelerated toppling.
, until it landed with a "bang" and the flag fell into the soil.
At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be quiet. The next moment, tens of thousands of Mexican soldiers cheered in unison, and the high-pitched shouts shook the world, accompanied by two thunderbolts fired into the air!
"Boom! Boom! Captured King Tarasco! Captured King Taras!!"
Warm cheers echoed on the battlefield. The royal warriors on both wings paused for a moment, watching the royal flag fall to the ground, and finally lost all morale. As if their backs were broken by the last straw, they knelt down directly in front of the formation.
He threw down his bronze spear and shield and let his opponent's weapon fall on his neck, unable to offer any resistance. The tough warriors of the royal army lost hope and turned into limp turkeys. Hundreds of thousands of them were killed.
Alliance Capture!
Shulot stood on a high place. He watched Tarasco's royal flag crash down, and watched all the enemy troops in the front line collapse. He listened to the thundering cheers of the warriors, and heard his name being called in the cheers.
The young king was full of pride and ambition. He looked at the red sun setting in the west, laughed and raised his right hand, grasped the sun in his hand, and then looked up to the sky and roared happily.
"... Thousands of lofty sentiments, red sunbeams of blood. My good man will rule all directions!!"
This chapter has been completed!