"Praise the Lord God! He leads us on the path after death and bestows us with invincible divine power!... In the sacred Eastern March, we will devote ourselves to the Lord God!..."
The fervent prayers of the war priests sounded in front of the dispersing formation of the throwing vanguard, symbolizing the will of the gods and the king. Hundreds of vanguard warriors looked solemn, raised their heads to face the dark clouds in the sky, and prayed devoutly in unison.
"Praise the Lord God! Dedicate yourself to the Lord God!"
Then, the divine power balls were taken out from the wooden box one after another, and were held tightly in the arms of the pioneer warriors, as if they were holding gifts from the gods. The war priests shouted with high voices and at the top of their lungs.
"Light the fire!...Dedicate yourself to the Lord God! Fight for the King!"
"Dedicate yourself to the Lord God! Fight for the King!"
The pioneer warriors showed their determination to die and shouted fanatically. Only the most devout warriors could get the honor of using the divine power ball. Their voices resounded through the sky, even on the battlefield where artillery fire roared, arrows flew, and fighting continued.
It can also be heard clearly.
"Huh? What is that?"
Travette, the cloud snake hunter, stood on the east wall and looked in the direction from which the call came.
I saw more than a hundred Mexica warriors in a loose formation, forming up two hundred steps away from the city wall. Behind them was a second team of warriors of the same number. In front of them were more than twenty war priests leading prayers.
.And in their arms, they all held a rather heavy clay ball. After the priests prayed, they held up torches and burned them on the clay ball. Then, these strange Mexica warriors, like
The hare being chased by the jaguar hugged the smoking pottery ball tightly and charged desperately towards the tree snake city wall!
"Dedicate yourself to the Lord God!"
The fanatical shouts approached quickly, carrying an ominous sound before death. Travit pursed his lips and looked solemnly at the running warriors.
"Smoking clay balls... I seem to have heard of them somewhere... They are..."
Thinking of this, Travit's expression suddenly changed. He immediately took out his big bow, aimed at the enemy who was running towards him, and shouted sharply.
"Quick! Quick! Shoot them!"
"Whizzing!"
The enemy charged extremely fast and in an extremely loose formation. The Cloud Snake Hunter shot two arrows in a row before killing a vanguard warrior near the city wall.
The smoking pottery ball fell from the hands of the warriors and rolled out of the city wall. The nearby bronze-armored archers immediately retreated, looking nervous and panicked. Most of the vanguard warriors had already arrived at the foot of the city wall. They quickly climbed up.
Climbing up the ladder, before reaching the top of the city, a warrior held a pottery ball high and threw it against the city wall.
"Hiss...hiss..."
The pottery ball rolled down at the top of the city, making a slight neighing noise, and landed at the feet of the crowded defenders. A pottery ball emitted light smoke and landed not far in front of Travitt. The brave cloud snake hunter felt alarmed,
He immediately took a few steps back, grabbed a city-state militiaman, and stood in front of him.
"...hiss..."
There was a moment of silence, as if even the wind had stopped. Then came the destruction!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
A terrible explosion suddenly erupted on the east wall of the city, forming a thunder that shook the world. More than thirty caltrops exploded on the city wall, igniting a large flame and acrid black smoke. A fire broke out on the city wall.
There were balls of fire, and sharp pottery shards flew like blades! Within two steps, whether they were leather-armored warriors or civilian militiamen, they were all dead instantly!
"boom!..."
The sound of the explosion came very close, pouring directly into the ears, making people dizzy. The breath of the volcano assaulted the nostrils, with a pungent smell and extremely hot.
Travitt was shocked by the sound, his feet trembled, and his footing was unstable. He sat down directly on the ground, with his hands on the ground, and he coughed repeatedly. After a few breaths, he recovered slightly and felt his hands
It was hot and humid, but when I reluctantly raised my eyes, I saw that my hands were full of bright red!
"O cloud snake! Protect me!"
The brave cloud snake hunter's heart trembled and his spine went cold. If he was killed by such a demonic weapon, there would be no glory at all. He didn't even know whether his soul would fly to the Kingdom of God or be dragged down to the abyss! He was immediately on his body.
He groped repeatedly, but could not find any serious wounds. He looked carefully and saw that it was the militiaman who had just blocked him. His neck was scratched by flying pottery fragments. He was bleeding profusely and he could see that he was dead.
"Um?"
On the hilltop, King Avit frowned and looked at the panicked city with dissatisfaction on his face. He had been paying attention to the throwing of the pioneer warriors, but the explosion just now...
"Why don't most caltrops explode?!"
The guards on the left and right looked at each other, and no one answered for a moment. After more than ten seconds, the war priest accompanying the army knelt down on the ground, and confessed to the king in fear.
"Your Majesty! The divine power ball uses the power of earth, fire and death! Craftsmen extract the essence of the dead from the abyss of the earth, and then ignite it with flames to attract the attention of the volcanic god of death... However, it is the humid rainy season now,
The God of Rain controls everything between heaven and earth and suppresses the power of the God of Death. He weakens the power of explosions and even causes misfires..."
Hearing the priest's explanation, Avitt nodded and his expression relaxed slightly. He looked at the front of the formation, where the second group of one hundred vanguard warriors were shouting the slogans of the gods and launching a desperate charge! The warriors boarded the city first and threw again
This kind of powerful, but extremely unstable divine power ball.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
A thunderous explosion exploded at the top of the city again, bringing roar, flames, smoke and death!
Most of the divine power spheres misfired during the rainy season, stopping quietly at the feet of the defenders, spreading unknown terror. Some divine power spheres exploded in advance, blasting the pioneer warriors holding the pottery balls into rags. However,
, even if only one-third of the divine power sphere explodes among the defenders at the top of the city, it is enough to destroy the remaining morale of the defenders and break the shaky hearts of the people!
Because, in these days of brutal siege battles, the defenders of Tree Snake City had already reached their limit and were only missing the final thunder blow!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ah! It's the thunder of the God of War! The God of War has come to destroy us!"
"O God of Hunting! I beg you, grant us your divine power and save us!"
"No, no! This is the demon from the underground volcano!"
The people of Tlaxcala also believed in gods and were afraid of demons. Faced with such an unknown and mysterious power, the warriors and militiamen at the top of the city suddenly fell into complete panic. Chaotic and fearful shouts were intertwined everywhere, like the city
The crowd running away from the collision was in chaos. And the sharper sound among them was hysterical, frightened howls after complete collapse!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!..."
"This...what exactly is this?"
On the towering pyramid temple, the expression of the Lord of Tree Snake City, Ocott, changed drastically. He looked at the chaos at the top of the east city wall in panic. At this critical moment of siege, such chaos was enough to destroy the entire city-state. His hands and feet were trembling, and he screamed urgently.
Phew, barking wildly and giving orders to the guards.
"Quick! Quick! Let the Cloud Snake Priest come to the city to appease people's hearts!..."
"Okay! This is the time!"
On the southeastern hill, under the banner of the evil spirit commander, King Avite no longer waited. Without hesitation, he waved the flag in his hand, pointed towards the east wall, and shouted loudly.
"God bless you! My eagle warriors! Go and capture this city for me, capture the capital of the Tlaxcalans, and win the greatest glory in the Eastern Expedition!"
"Lord God bless you! Praise my king! Roar!"
The most elite eagle warriors of the Thousand Alliance have already lined up on the side and have been prepared for a long time. They all wear more than 40 kilograms of cloth-covered heavy armor, hold large shields and short axes, and wear bronze helmets with eagle feathers on their heads. They look particularly special.
Eye-catching. At this moment, they gave out uniform and deep shouts, like an indestructible torrent, charging towards the city!
This chapter has been completed!