"The powerful rain god!..."
Surrounded by hundreds of warriors, the military leader of Yeguo City, Yunshi Kawa, stood on the east bank of the river. He squinted to avoid the dazzling sunset in the west, and carefully looked at the long boats on the river.
"What on earth is that?"
"Leader Yunshi, that should be the Aztec tiger man's ship."
Senior scout Qiaoao lowered his head and answered respectfully.
"Two days ago, I saw these boats being towed by people and walking on the water."
"What, there is such a big ship!"
Yun Shikawa's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to draw in front of his eyes, estimating the length of the longship.
"At least twelve people long! Ten times longer than a canoe!"
The length of one person is about 1.5 meters. The length of twelve people is 18 meters. The canoes of the mountain tribes are relatively small. In order to facilitate landing, they are usually only two meters long.
"Ear, aren't the Aztec Tigers in the north good at foot combat? How could they build such a sacred ship?"
Yunshi Kava clenched his spear and was inexplicably surprised. The people in the rain worshiped the rain god, and the boat in the water was also an important symbol of faith for them.
In the legend, after having sex with the Rain Goddess, the Goddess Quetzalcoatl made a big mistake and took a snake boat to the great lake in the east. The Mayans, who owned big boats and believed in the Quetzalcoatl, had a close relationship with the Mizus on the southern coast.
The Stek states have always had good relations with each other and have frequent trade exchanges. In the prosperous Black Mandala, there are often merchant ships of the Coast Maya, passing through the endless and vast southern lake, bringing precious high-quality turquoise and jade.
"... Chief, they may not be tiger men."
Er Qiaoao scratched his head and said uncertainly.
"I've heard them singing, but it doesn't seem to be Nahua. Their accents are very similar to those of the nobles who escaped a few years ago. They should be the Eagle People of the Condor Tribe... The Eagle People are good at building ships, and they are also related to
The city-states traded bronzes. These large ships were probably built by them."
The name "djo'o" means "ears" in Mixtec. Well, scouts who get this name usually have excellent hearing.
"Eagleman of Tarasco?"
Hearing this, unforgettable memories emerged in Yun Shikawa's mind.
A few years ago, Prince Tarasco and Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Route, Queius, came ashore not far from the southwest along the Talsas River and fled into Yeguo City. As one of the military leaders of Yeguo City, he
He treated the other party and his party with great hospitality for several months.
However, when the Aztec King personally led the army and defeated the Tlaxcala Snake Man's army, the attitude of the ministers and elders changed. Leader Yun Chen in the Divine Stone City also sent a message. In the end, it was him.
Take it upon yourself to send the mighty Prince Quaius on his way with a cup of wonderful poisonous wine.
"Ha! The elders were timid, and the leader Yunchen was also hesitant. Today, the eagles have become the minions of the tiger people, and the snake people are about to perish! The evil Aztec tigers are coming towards us, and they will eat them in one bite.
After descending into the Temple of the Clouds...the sacred people of the rain, what choice do we have now? We can only fight!"
Thinking of this, Yunshikava's eyes sharpened, and fighting spirit burned in his chest. He looked around at the tribal warriors surrounding him, and shouted encouragement.
"Warriors of the Rain God! The ferocious tiger-men and eagle-men actually appeared here, not far from the city-state! They were sitting in a big boat and wanted to sneak attack our city and destroy our temple...
.Just like what is happening right now in the Tehuacan Valley!"
Speaking of this, Yun Shikawa paused. The reason why he led his army and appeared here was because he received the news that Shenshi City was besieged, so he hurriedly withdrew his troops from the Quagmire Village and prepared to return to Yeguo City to garrison.
"The Rain God is angry, the Rain God is roaring! This is the divine domain of the Rain God Zhawi, and it is also our land! We are the descendants of the Rain God, and we have been blessed by the God for thousands of years!"
Yun Shikawa looked excited and raised his spear. Even the feathers on his back were shaking in the wind.
"Warriors of the Rain God! In order to protect our homeland, go ahead and attack to the death to defeat the invading enemies! Because the supreme Rain God is looking at us!"
"Ho! The Rain God is looking at us!..."
More than a thousand tribal warriors, with fanatical expressions, roared together, like wind and thunder before a storm. Then, forty small boats, carrying nearly two hundred tribal warriors, went down the river and pounced on the long boats on the west bank of the lower reaches.
!
"...the Mixtecs are coming!"
Sharp shouts spread along the river bank, and the Prepecha warriors in formation instantly became nervous. Battalion Commander Pimen climbed onto the hillock, watched the incoming boat group, and adjusted the position of the military formation until
The Mixtec boats were getting closer and closer, and when they were within two hundred paces, he was sure and shouted loudly.
"The enemy's target is the longship! Archers, move forward fifty steps to help defend the kingdom's fleet, shoot freely!"
The boat group sailed towards the longship and engaged in a water battle. The heavily armored warriors and strong prisoners on the shore were temporarily useless. The only ones who could provide immediate support were the archers in the camp.
"One hundred steps, eighty steps, sixty steps! Archers on board, shoot quickly!"
Puapula opened his big bow, aimed at the tribal warriors on the boat, and shot them with one arrow.
"Whoosh!"
There is no doubt that this precise arrow... grazed the enemy's hair and shot into the water.
"Damn it! Smooth wind and current, the enemy's boat is so fast!"
Puap gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes, looked at the approaching enemy ships, and drew his bow again to shoot.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The boat group sailed within forty steps, and the second round of feather arrows struck quickly. Almost instantly, several screams broke out from the Mixtec warriors on the opposite side. Several tribal warriors tilted their bodies.
, "Plop" fell into the water. The group of running boats immediately began to scatter.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Within twenty steps, the third round of feather arrows was shot from the shore and the boat at the same time. The Mixtec people's shouts suddenly became louder! A dozen elites were killed by the arrows, more people were injured, and several boats collided with each other.
However, the remaining Mixtec warriors drove closer and closer in flying boats. They raised their throwing spears and took advantage of the speed of the water and the speed of the boat. As soon as they took aim, they let out ferocious howls.
"Bless the rain god! For the tribe! Shoot!..."
"Hugh!...Uh!..."
"O blind god!"
Chihuaco, the veteran militiaman, trembled all over and squatted down subconsciously. A heavy and sharp stone spear roared over his head, and with a "duh" sound, it was nailed to the solid wood deck. And another person on the ship
A sailor only had time to let out a scream before he was shot to the ground by a fierce spear. The falling stone spear pierced the cotton armor and opened a huge wound. The blood and internal organs flowed across the sea instantly, making it impossible to save him.
The accuracy of the Mixtec's spear-throwing was indeed poor, and they only hit seven or eight people. But this kind of spear-throwing was extremely vicious due to the speed of the ship, and a hit would kill someone!
"Blessed by the Lord God, there are only twenty steps left! Ten steps! Damn it, you are not slowing down, you are crazy!
"
The river was turbulent, with bright red spreading. The boat was flying fast, hitting it like a spear. Huitu Puap dropped his long bow and raised his shield. He roared angrily, even his expression was a little distorted.
"Quick! Quick! The warriors set up their spears, and the sailors held their spears! Press the shields on both sides and prepare for the impact!...Ah!"
"Boom!... Bang! Bang!"
This chapter has been completed!