The morning sun rises from the sky, illuminating the narrow valley and dispersing the tranquility of the night. Fierce war drums sound all over the sky, and carrion-eating vultures come upon hearing the sound. This is a sign before the feast begins.
"Dong dong dong!"
A thousand temple crossbowmen wear cotton armor, hold heavy crossbows, and carry obsidian war clubs on their backs. These temple crossbowmen belong to the Guards Corps and are selected from the temple guards. They are generally strong and strong.
The crossbowmen were skilled in martial arts and could handle both near and far. The crossbowmen quickly entered the valley road and soon reached a hundred steps in front of the camp, ready to shoot.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
The leading dozen or so temple warriors took out skull-like death whistles and blew them hard. The screams sounded like death in an instant in front of the Taniguchi camp, and spread far away in the wind. The dogs guarding the camp
The number of warriors has increased to 2,000. When hearing this terrifying whistle for the first time, many warriors looked shaken and showed fear.
"Boohoo!"
The fierce crossbow bolts struck amid the whistle, bringing real screams of death! More than a dozen tribal warriors were pierced by the crossbow bolts and nailed to the soil or wooden walls. However, they could not die quickly and could only bleed.
Let out a cry of despair.
"Boohoo!"
The second round of crossbow bolts arrived in an instant, nailing the wooden stronghold of the front camp, making a "duh" sound. Hundreds of red-haired warriors gritted their teeth, lowered their bodies, clenched the bows and arrows in their hands, and tried their best to endure the rain of arrows.
.At this distance, the hunting bows commonly used by the Guakili canine descendants cannot harm the crossbowmen wearing cotton armor at all.
"Boohoo!"
The third round of arrow rain extended slightly to the rear, killing more than ten soldiers. The impulsive canine descendants ran for cover while shouting angrily. There was some commotion in the camp.
A red-haired captain hunched over and looked at the situation in the camp with a worried look on his face. He immediately stood up and hurried towards the red cat flag in the center.
"Chief, the range of the cactus tribe's horizontal bow is too far, and we can't shoot them at all! The morale of the soldiers has been destroyed by such a one-sided beating! Chief, let me bring five hundred warriors and shoot their archers!
"
The red-haired captain shouted loudly, his beast-like eyes eager to fight.
Mizli held up his shield and stood under the red cat's flag. The main warriors of the tribe were guarding here, so he naturally had to personally command the battle. The red cat chief first looked at the sticks of the crossbowmen, and then looked at them
The vanguard barbarian soldiers followed closely behind. He thought for a while and gritted his teeth.
"Go ahead! Move half of the tribal warriors back into the camp to avoid the rain of arrows, and wait for the enemy to rush up before attacking!"
Soon, the chief sent an envoy and ordered the defense to be reduced. Half of the tribal warriors shouted and retreated in confusion. Only the elite red-haired warriors still held hunting bows and were always waiting for shooting near the wall.
"Boohoo!"
Seeing the enemy's movement, the crossbow battalion commander waved a small flag. The temple crossbowmen moved forward twenty steps, and the fourth round of crossbow bolts fired directly at the flag in the center of the camp.
The whistling rain of arrows came towards us, bringing the sound of death! Several of the chief's personal guards fell to the ground screaming, bleeding bright red. The shield in Mizli's hand was continuously impacted. He bowed his waist and used the impact of the impact to
With great force, he quickly retreated, breaking into a cold sweat.
"Damn it! The Aztec's horizontal bow is so powerful!"
Mizli wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked at the tribal flag, which had many holes for arrows. He then looked at the dead and wounded guards, and anger rose in his chest.
"I'm going to send out warriors to tear these crossbowmen into pieces! Someone..."
"Praise be to the Lord God Huitzilopochtli! He gives us the power to destroy! We will spread His glory!"
A burst of fanatical shouting suddenly came like thunder, echoing in the narrow valley, like the roar of a herd of animals. Mizli was startled, and then ran away after hearing the sound.
I saw hundreds of cotton-armored barbarians standing in several rows, with wooden boxes placed nearby, and dozens of leaders holding torches. First, they raised their hands high and prayed to the sky. Then, hundreds of people in the front row
The barbarian soldiers each picked up a clay ball as big as a human head. The barbarian soldiers paused for a moment in front of the torch, then rushed toward the camp with crazy shouts.
"Dedicate yourself to God!"
"Hey, what is this?"
Mizli looked confused and looked at the loose barbarians who were charging. Are they just here to die?
"Boohoo!"
Another burst of crossbow bolts roared in, constantly suppressing the red-haired hunter on the low wall of the village. The barbarians approached under the cover of the crossbow bolts, and soon came within forty steps.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The red-haired warriors began to emerge and fired fiercely at the barbarians. The more than twenty barbarians at the front fell to the ground instantly, and the smoking balls in their hands rolled down the hillside. But their formation was loose enough, and their morale was low.
High enough, the remaining barbarian soldiers still charged with enthusiasm holding the ball.
"Boohoo!"
The crossbowmen sped up their shooting speed. The fierce rain of arrows hit the wall of the village! Nearly ten red-haired warriors with their heads exposed fell to the ground after being hit by arrows. Mizli felt heartbroken when he saw them.
"Ah, the despicable Aztecs actually used a small force to trick someone into shooting!"
The crossbow bolts suppressed the city head, and the remaining half of the barbarian soldiers finally rushed up the slope and came to the village wall. The low wall was only half a person high, and behind it was a large group of red-haired hunters who were shooting. The barbarian soldiers suddenly let out a roar,
He threw a ball of divine power at the defenders.
"Praise the Lord God, the power of God is coming!"
"Um?"
Beside the wall of the village, the red-haired captain had a fierce look in his eyes. He first raised his hand and aimed an arrow at the enemy's eyes, shooting a barbarian soldier who was close at hand to death. Then, with a confused look on his face, he looked at the smoking fire under his feet.
Pottery ball.
"What is this? A clay pot? Is it still smoking?"
The red-haired captain lowered his head and reached out to touch the sharp-angled surface of the pottery ball. Then, he narrowed his eyes and leaned his head towards the smoking mouth...
"boom!"
The pottery caltrop weighing several kilograms suddenly exploded, making a loud thunder! The red-haired captain was like a small tree in the strong wind. In an instant, his back bent, his whole body burst, flames burst out from up and down, and he turned into a corpse. Countless pottery sharp angles
It exploded and shot the remaining corpses in front of it into sieves.
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Dozens of pottery caltrops exploded one after another, large flames burst out, and billowing smoke rose instantly! More than two hundred canine warriors screamed and fell to the ground, rolling into a ball on the ground. More tribal warriors
They were shocked by the explosion and fell into chaos. They ran, making meaningless howls and calling the names of their ancestors and priests.
Mizli's eyes instantly turned red. Within a moment, he saw fifty or sixty elite red-haired warriors who had been killed or wounded in the enemy's horrific attack.
"Evil magic! Evil magic! This is the Aztec's evil magic! My guards, rush forward, calm people's hearts, and kill the barbarians who are releasing evil magic!"
Hundreds of the chief's personal guards immediately rushed to the wall with captured war clubs. They shouted loudly to calm the chaotic soldiers, while waving their weapons to surround and kill the remaining barbarians. The first batch of barbarians crossed the wall and roared.
They fought with all their strength and disrupted the situation in the camp, but they were destined to die or not.
Thick smoke billowed, shouts of killing continued, and the shooting of both sides was greatly weakened. Outside the camp, under the weak rain of arrows, the second group of hundreds of barbarians quickly rushed up the slope. They shouted the name of the Lord God wildly and came to the wall of the village.
In front of him, he threw the ball of divine power again.
"The God of War is coming!"
The pottery ball rolled and fell into the crowd of canine warriors. This time, most of the canine warriors fled in panic and collided into a ball. However, the camp was small and there were many places where there was no way to avoid it.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The pottery caltrop exploded again, and gunpowder rose up, igniting the wooden blocks in the camp and igniting the running dogs. The broken pottery fragments flew in all directions, carrying huge kinetic energy, like sharp pottery arrows. The pottery arrows cut through the tribes.
The soldiers' common clothes cut their bodies and even shot into their heads and necks. The screams suddenly spread everywhere like heavy rain in the rainy season.
"Ho! Dedicate yourself to God!"
After throwing away the caltrops, the dozens of surviving barbarian soldiers took off the copper contradiction plaques on their backs, jumped over the wall, and started to kill feverishly into the camp. The chaos in the camp spread rapidly, and the hunters' shooting almost stopped completely.
At the mouth of the valley, the black wolf Toltec looked at the vanguard camp rushing towards the camp again, laughing with satisfaction.
"Okay! Very good! Although the divine power ball does not distinguish between friend and foe, it is truly extremely powerful, just like the coming of divine power!"
After Hei Lang praised him, he waved his command flag again and shouted angrily.
"The fighter plane has arrived! Vanguard throws, temple crossbowmen, all charge in close combat! Capture the camp for me!"
This chapter has been completed!