"Dong dong dong!"
The war drums were beating again. Toltec stood on the most conspicuous watchtower and waved his flag forward.
Upon hearing the order, a thousand temple crossbowmen filed out of the camp with powerful crossbows and war clubs on their backs. Followed by a thousand cutting-edge pioneers. Two thousand pioneer battalions filled the narrow mountain road.
They fiercely charged towards the Guakili people's rear camp, and within a moment they were two hundred paces away. Hundreds of heads of Parmus warriors were scattered on this mountain road, their eyes widened in horror, and their faces were filled with the look of death.
The reluctance to leave before.
The samurai in the vanguard battalion looked solemn and unaffected. The crossbowmen in the front row kicked their heads to both sides of the road, while the crossbowmen in the back row paused and waited, their expressions unchanged. Some crossbowmen even took out their crossbow bolts and were ready to fire at any time.
"It is indeed a coyote accustomed to killing!"
Seeing this scene, Coca's pupils shrank slightly and he clenched his palms tightly. He carefully observed the huge horizontal bow and thought in his mind. After a while, the cactus warriors approached the camp within 120 steps. The temple crossbowman lowered the horizontal bow.
Take the bow and start stringing the arrow.
Chief Red Frog stopped hesitating and waved his arms suddenly.
"New warriors, charge to the death!"
Hundreds of the chief's personal guards shouted fiercely and drove nearly three hundred dog-born men out of the camp. These men's faces were dyed with sacred red stripes, some were wearing cloth, and some were naked from the waist up. They were obviously naked.
Armor's light soldiers. The light soldiers held simple wooden shields in one hand and rough stone spears and hammers in the other. They roared loudly and pounced on the forward crossbowmen like wild beasts.
The temple crossbowmen paused, and under the command of the battalion commander, they all lowered their crossbows and took off the war sticks on their backs. The two sides quickly engaged in hand-to-hand combat. The first two hundred temple crossbowmen waved their war sticks, forming a tight battle formation.
They formed a formation and easily knocked down these light soldiers. The vanguard barbarians behind them charged fiercely along the hillsides on both sides. They lowered their shields, thrust forward with their copper spears, and stabbed the charging canine to the ground.
.In just a moment, dozens of fresh corpses appeared in the valley path, and the sticky warmth made people's feet slippery.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
Dozens of temple captains blew the terrifying death whistle. The charging canine warriors quickly lost their morale and could no longer hold on. They turned around and fled towards the camp. Seeing the fighter plane, the vanguard battalion commander blew the bone horn for attack.
, more than 300 barbarians followed closely behind the defeated troops and chased them.
The fleeing canine descendants and the pursuing barbarians came to the bottom of the camp together. As soon as they climbed the dozens of meters long slope, a piercing bone whistle suddenly sounded!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Hundreds of bone arrows shot through the air fiercely, knocking down a large number of canine warriors and vanguard barbarians without distinguishing between friend and foe. On the camp at the top of the slope, more than 400 elite red-haired hunters came from behind piles of rocks and planks.
The heads popped up, together with the same number of tribal hunters, and they all quickly shot arrows downwards.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The roaring rain of arrows continued, and in the blink of an eye, dozens more people fell to the ground. Then, hundreds of chiefs' personal guards blocked the passage in and out, and fierce shouts came from the camp.
"Turn around and fight! Those who retreat will die!"
The fleeing Dog-born had no way out, so they had to stop under the camp. They shouted desperately, raised their shields and struggled to defend. Arrows rained down from the camp, constantly shooting down both sides of the entangled camp.
"Woo!"
The retreating conch horn soon sounded, and more than two hundred vanguard barbarians quickly retreated. Then, a low buzzing sound came from afar, and after the crossbow string was released, there was a volley of death!
"Boohoo!"
Nearly a thousand crossbow bolts were fired fiercely at the camp. Even though it was covered by wooden planks and piles of rocks, more than 20 tribal hunters died on the spot. On the slope below the camp, the remaining more than a hundred canine descendants were howling miserably.
A piece fell down. To Coca, they were like fresh cactus fruits, strung into a string by fierce crossbow arrows, and then the juice splashed everywhere.
"The horizontal bow of the Aztecs is so powerful!"
Seeing the power of the crossbow, Koka's round frog-like eyes widened, and his heart was filled with shock. He carefully reached out his hand and pulled the crossbow arrow nailed into the board, but he couldn't pull it out for a while.
Chief Red Frog was once a red-haired hunter of the tribe when he was young. He was as familiar with bows and arrows as his own arms, but at this moment, all his perceptions were overturned.
"On one hundred and twenty steps, an arrow can be nailed into a wooden board?... It is simply a weapon given by the gods!"
After a brief thought, Kaka took off the wolf robe of the chief and threw it to the bodyguard beside him.
"You, put on my wolf robe and go over there! Yes, stand under the flag in the center. Remember, put up a circle of shields, huddle behind, and don't show your head!"
"Boohoo!"
The fierce crossbow arrows struck again, and the dying howl sounded and disappeared. Koka clung to the village wall, put on the robe of an ordinary soldier, hid behind the double-layered wooden planks, and was always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.
"Boohoo!...Boohoo!..."
Another two rounds of unilaterally suppressed crossbow arrows. The wall of the rear camp was covered with crossbow arrows that had penetrated nearly an inch, and were nailed like hedgehogs. The slope leading to the camp was full of sticky liquid, and there were obstacles that hindered the charge.
The corpses of the three hundred canine descendants who went into battle were already dead and wounded.
Coca glanced at the situation on the slope and felt completely calm. Anyway, those who died were not from his own tribe. Even if it could cause some hindrance to the enemy's attack, it would increase the advantage of the camp's defense. He continued to look at the enemy's military formation.
The canine warriors in the rear camp were obviously more proactive. In order to guard against the canine warriors who might attack, the vanguard battalion slightly adjusted its offensive formation. The temple crossbowmen were located in the front camp, spreading out along the mountain road and the hillsides on both sides, and continued to attack the camp.
Shoot, leaving only a few wide marching channels in the middle.
Under the cover of nearly a thousand crossbowmen, the vanguard throws in the rear, preparing for a desperate charge. Although the Tao caltrop is powerful, it is also very dangerous. Throwing this weapon requires a long time of preparation, and it is necessary to try to avoid enemy harassment.
Under the leadership of the war priests, hundreds of gray-blue figures spread out in the rear. They were arranged in loose rows and were praying devoutly to the gods. Dozens of leaders stood at the front holding torches, and at their feet were each
Wooden box filled with hay.
"Boohoo!"
The fierce rain of arrows whizzed in, as if there would be no end. Kaka shrank his head, patiently watching the prayers on the battlefield, and listening to the vague prayers.
"...The Supreme...comes!...dedicates oneself to...the Kingdom of God!...Weiqi Carrot is so strange!!"
The cactus warriors called out the name of the gods three times. After a while, the sacred prayer was finally completed. The leaders took out the balls one by one from the wooden box, flicked them with torches, and handed them to the hands of the pioneers. Then, they took the balls.
The warrior of Qiu let out a fanatical shout and rushed fiercely towards the camp ahead along the wide passage between the crossbowmen!
"Hey, a smoking ball! Can this thing kill the red-haired elite?"
Coca refreshed himself and felt a little confused. However, he reacted immediately and loudly gave orders to his guards.
"New warriors, charge to the death!"
The red frog guards waved their weapons fiercely, and three hundred unarmored canine men were driven out like wild dogs.
"Boohoo!"
A large crossbow arrow arrived instantly, with a cry of death, and shot dozens of canine descendants to the ground as they left the camp. The attacking team instantly became chaotic, but the arrows on the camp were shot down mercilessly, urging the canine descendants.
They charged desperately. More than two hundred canine men, holding simple stone spears and wooden shields, howling in fear, rushed down the slope full of corpses, and instantly collided with hundreds of charging barbarians.
A ball.
"What!"
Seeing this scene, the black wolf Toltec suddenly clenched his fists and roared angrily.
"How dare you do this to a dog-born grass rat!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The battalion commander blew the conch horn urgently, and the hundreds of vanguards of the second squadron immediately stopped attacking. The vanguards of the first squadron fell into a melee. The discarded divine power ball rolled around, and the crackling sound was drowned out by the shouts of killing, but it never stopped.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!..."
The thunderous explosion finally arrived! Nearly a hundred pottery caltrops exploded continuously under the slope of the camp, like summer thunder, shaking the entire valley! The big flames splashed everywhere, bringing the wrath of the gods and igniting the warriors.
Hair. The three to four hundred people in the melee all fell down. Smoke and thick smoke rose at the same time, even covering the camp above!
"Ah, ah! The smoking ball! Ancestor, what a magic, a magic like thunder!"
The rolling thunder shook the camp, and all the canine descendants were frightened. Behind the camp wall, Koka could not stand steadily and suddenly fell down on his back. He was dizzy from the explosion dozens of steps away, and he could not recover for a while.
But he couldn't get enough of it. After a long while, Chief Red Frog murmured to himself in awe, his mind wavering.
"So that's it! Being shot into the camp by such a powerful evil spell, no wonder the Red Cat Tribe collapsed so quickly! Ah, the chief of the Cactus Tribe is really a descendant of the God of Death, and his magic power is so deep! Become his enemy...
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Two miles away, Toltec's face was as dark as water. He squinted his eyes and watched the burning black smoke gradually dissipate, revealing traces of the battlefield in front. More than two dozen barbarian soldiers wearing cotton armor staggered from the crowd.
Corpses crawled up in the valley. Their cotton armors were full of tiny holes, and their rattan hats were also covered with pottery fragments. Dozens of the dog-born people also survived and were fleeing to the camp without their lives.
"Boohoo!"
The whistling crossbow arrows struck again, nailing the dog-born camp and killing most of the dozens of fleeing dog-born people. The surviving dozen people were wailing and begging under the wall, but the red-haired hunters showed their heads.
He raised his hunting bow indifferently.
"Don't shoot! Open the camp door and let the remaining soldiers in! I want to take a closer look at the power of sorcery!"
Koka gave the order loudly, and the hunters hid behind the planks that blocked the arrows again. The chief's personal guards opened the camp door and let a dozen remaining soldiers into the camp. The third charge team had been prepared, and the strong canine men gathered at the camp gate.
Afterwards, everyone looked gloomy.
Toltec looked from a distance and raised his eyebrows. Behind the gate of the rear camp, more figures were vaguely visible. The black wolf no longer hesitated, firmly grasped the conch horn, raised it to his mouth and blew it himself.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Commander Black Wolf, do you want to withdraw your troops?"
Mespa came forward and asked in a low voice, with a hidden smile on his expression. Toltec glanced at him lightly and shook his head.
"No! Just pause the attack."
After saying that, Heilang tightened the big flag behind him and strode down the watchtower. A plain voice came from the wind, but Mesper's color suddenly changed.
"I want to step forward in person and command the vanguard battalion!"
This chapter has been completed!