A shrill cry resounded in front of the two armies, and the last Tarasco warrior who was fighting fiercely threw his shield forward. Then, surrounded by more than a dozen Mexica warriors, he waved his hands in despair
Bronze ax, pounces towards the nearest enemy.
"boom!"
The Mexica warrior directly in front quickly sank down and raised his shield. The sharp ax struck hard on the shield, and the ax blade penetrated the wood three times.
"Pfft!" Before the Tarasco warrior could pull out the copper axe, Necali on the side squatted forward and struck the opponent's thigh with the ax, breaking the vital artery, and warm liquid suddenly spurted out. Tara
The Sko warrior immediately lost strength and became unsteady. The surrounding Mexica warriors immediately swarmed up and swung their war clubs violently, crushing the opponent to death in an instant.
Necali lowered the bloody copper ax in his hand and straightened up proudly. He looked around and saw that the open battlefield was blood red, with fallen corpses scattered all over the field. The breeze blew against his face, like the loving hands of the God of War, carrying a strong smell of blood.
The senior scout closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the slightly sweet breath. The glory of the bloody battle and the joy of victory echoed in his chest. Then, together with the other warriors, he spread his arms and faced
The sky shouted loudly.
"The war god Huitzilopochtli protects us! Holy victory belongs to the alliance! The glorious Mexica warriors are invincible!"
"Invincible!!"
Witnessing the victory in the first duel, the Mexica army erupted in cheers. The warriors shouted in unison, prayed to the gods in the sky, and praised the glory of the warriors! The priests once again danced the ritual dance, chanting
Psalms in praise of the God of War were recited. However, the Tarasco army formation on the opposite side was quiet. The warriors of the royal army looked heavy and their morale dropped significantly.
"What a wonderful fight! I will reward the victorious warriors generously and promote them to military nobles!"
On the hillock, Shulot was smiling and couldn't help stroking his hands in admiration. He glanced at the surviving people, silently counting the number of people who had received rewards, and then his heart sank.
Of the one hundred Mexican warriors participating in the duel, less than twenty were able to stand on the battlefield at this time. This was a casualty rate of over 80%, and it was the bloodiest sacrifice to the gods!
The Tarasco warriors on the opposite side had a 100% casualty rate. The surviving Mexica warriors showed no mercy. They took out their obsidian daggers and inspected the corpses on the ground one by one. When they encountered an enemy who was not dead, they would stab the vital parts.
; When you encounter a comrade who can still be treated, carefully carry him to the rear.
The royal army of Tarasco watched all this in silence, and no one came out to stop it. This is what a sacred duel is: witnessing the gods, fighting in front of the battle line, and fighting to the death!
"They are skilled in combat skills, brave and experienced. They believe in gods and regard death as life. There are so many experienced Mexica warriors!"
Suangua's eyes flickered, thinking about the details of the fight. In this fight that was destined to consume each other, he did not use the most elite bronze ax guards, and the commander-in-chief on the opposite side did not use his own troops to participate in the fight.
Those fighting were ordinary senior warriors. But the overall situation can be seen in the details. The elite warriors of Mexico who were promoted according to military merit were obviously superior in martial arts.
"Then, in the decisive battle, we must try to avoid melee. Rely more on the discipline of the king's army, the sharpness of the bronze soldiers, and form a spear formation to cooperate with each other... Since the group fight in front of the formation is unfavorable, let's have a one-on-one duel between warriors!"
The young king nodded slightly, and then waved his staff. The war drums sounded again in Tarasco's military formation. A strong bronze ax warrior then walked out of the guards and came to the front of the two armies.
"Blessed by the sun god Curricaveri! I, the warrior from Apacingan, the 'crocodile catcher' Hitalama, challenge the bravest Mexica warrior to a fight!"
Toltec, who returned, had already finished reporting to Shulot. At this time, he was standing in the guard behind His Highness. When he heard the Tarascans' fight, the bellicose black wolf immediately came out, his eyes shining.
shouted.
"Your Highness, I, Toltec, am willing to fight!"
Hearing this, Shulot pondered for a while, then nodded with a smile.
"Okay! My black wolf, go catch me prey and show off your skills in front of the two armies!"
Toltec bowed his head excitedly and saluted. In the battle before the battle, the dishonorable spears or bows were not allowed to be used. The black wolf then put down the long bow and copper arrows, and strode out of the military formation with only the war stick and shield.
"Blessed by the god of war Huitzilopochtli! I, the warrior from Tepanicapan, the 'Black Wolf' Toltec, challenge the warriors of Tarasco to a fight!"
Toltec grinned and showed a bright smile, with majestic confidence on his face. The warrior opposite nodded slightly and took out the copper ax from his waist. The two stood on the blood-stained battlefield, ten years apart.
A few steps away from each other.
The black wolf put away his smile and clenched the war club and shield in his hands. His eyes were fixed on the opponent's figure, and his gaze was like a sharp blade sweeping across the fatal blow to the head, neck, side, and crotch.
There was a moment of silence, and the sound of war drums suddenly sounded. The warriors on both sides raised their shields half-way at the same time, and advanced a few steps, and soon reached the distance where the weapons were exchanged. Then, the two men's footsteps began to change rapidly, and at the same time they moved to the side that the other party could not care about, as if
The jackals were spinning in circles. The weapons in both sides' hands were shaking slightly, making it difficult to judge the action of launching an attack.
The tense confrontation and movement lasted for more than ten breaths. Sitarama kept catching Toltec's figure with his peripheral vision, and then with a look on his face, he realized that his opponent's agility was better than his own. He didn't want to
He hesitated again, let out a loud shout, and suddenly strode forward. His left arm swung the huge shield outward to disrupt the opponent's sight. He first retracted his right arm slightly, and locked his gaze on the opponent's side waist, then executed a swift slash.
!
At this moment of life and death battle, Toltec's eyes lit up. He dodged his feet, took two steps diagonally forward, pressed against the shield of the opponent's left hand, and avoided the slashing blow from his right hand. Then, the shield of Black Wolf's left hand went towards
The forward thrust interrupted the opponent's attempt to turn around, and his right hand suddenly swung out diagonally from below.
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"Bang, click", there was a crisp collision accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. The obsidian war stick drew a cold arc and hit the Tarasco warrior hard on the back of the head.
"Uh! Hum..." The bent neck suppressed the voice of the throat. Sitarama's scream was only half-sent, and it turned into a low final sound in the nasal cavity. He "hum" like a dying hare.
After snorting twice, his nostrils began to bleed, and his head swayed and fell to his side.
"Bang!" Toltec did not spare any effort and hit the warrior of Tarasco on the head again. The opponent fell to the ground with a "pop", let go of the battle ax in his hand, his hands and feet suddenly trembled twice, and then again
No sound at all.
Swift speed, majestic power, and precise timing! In a true warrior duel, the attack never misses, the winner is determined by taking action, and life or death is only a matter of seconds!
Toltec glanced at his dead opponent, grinned again, and showed a smile of pure joy. He took a few deep breaths to adjust the rapid breathing during the explosion. Then, the black wolf raised his arms and shouted loudly toward the front of the formation.
"The god of war Huitzilopochtli has blessed me! I, the black wolf Toltec, defeated my opponent!! I am your highness's black wolf, hunting the white deer of Tarasco!!!"
The heroic shout spread far away. Seeing the warriors boasting about their victory, Suangua's face sank. He turned his head and looked at the general of his bodyguard, Yuku.
"Yuku, my loyal hound. If you were to take the field, what are the chances of victory?"
Yuku looked like a sculpture, looked at Toltec's red face, and said in a deep voice.
"Proficient in combat skills and quick in movement. His breathing is a little erratic, but his physical strength is still there. Your Majesty, I am 60% sure."
Suangua shook his head slightly. He waved the staff again, and another capable bronze ax warrior saluted the king and walked out of the guards silently. He held an extraordinarily huge shield and looked at the Toltec standing in the field.
, shouted loudly.
"Blessed by the Sun God! I, the warrior from Sacapu, 'The Deer' Eisley, challenge the 'Black Wolf' Toltec to a fight!"
Toltec nodded solemnly and got ready for battle. Not long after, the death-defying war drums sounded again!
Amidst the thundering drums, Toltec advanced a few steps and once again began to stalemate with his opponent. Eisley was worthy of the name of Jiao Deer. He had quick steps and moved extremely fast. The two of them fought for more than ten breaths, and both
No one could occupy an advantageous position. The confident Black Wolf no longer waited. He advanced rapidly, approaching within two steps of his opponent, then drew his stick from top to bottom and delivered a quick and powerful short blow.
"Bang!" Eisley took a step back, raised his shield steadily, and caught the attack. He moved his body again, with the copper ax in his right hand concealed, maintaining a powerful deterrent. A fierce exchange of blows
On the verge of breaking out, the opponent maintained a stable defensive posture without revealing any flaws. Toltec had no choice but to distance himself and deal with Eisley again.
Similar fights continued. This fight lasted for an astonishing three or four minutes. Only then did Toltec find the opportunity to cut Eisley's left leg and his opponent's right arm. Finally, he stepped forward
Taking a step further, he swung downwards suddenly, knocking away the shield, breaking the opponent's defense from the front for the first time, and then killed Eisley with his backhand!
The copper ax in Eisley's hand slipped weakly. Until he died in battle, this tough Tarasco warrior never really made a move.
"Damn it! What's the 'false deer' of Sacap? It's like a turtle of the Leman River!"
Toltec's face turned red and he was breathing heavily. The fierce movement and fighting consumed too much energy. After a while, he raised his arms again and shouted in front of the two armies.
"Blessed by the god of war! I, the black wolf Toltec, defeated my opponent!! No one in Tarasco can compare with me!!!"
Hearing this, Su Angua looked calm. He looked at the guard general again.
"how?"
"My breathing has become disordered and my physical strength is no longer there. I have lost my caution and become arrogant. Your Majesty, I will kill this person!"
Yuku affirmed categorically. Suangua smiled and nodded. The sculptural warrior held a slender copper spear and a sharp copper ax on his waist, and strode out of the military formation with unusually precise steps.
"The brilliant warrior, Yoku the Hound, challenges the Black Wolf Toltec to a fight!"
Yuku's face was like a rock, and he invited the battle briefly and calmly, but his eyes were filled with a burning desire to fight.
Toltec was stunned for a moment. This was the middle-aged warrior beside the king, whom he had observed carefully just now. Then, the same fiery fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. The two looked at each other again, and even the air became hot.
.Hei Lang took a deep breath and assumed a fighting stance again.
At this time, a sharp conch suddenly sounded from under the Black Wolf's flag. Then, the warrior captain Bertard hurriedly came out of the queue and caught Toltec who was waiting for the battle.
"Your Highness has ordered that Toltec return to the military formation! Give the opportunity to fight to other warriors!"
Toltec reluctantly struggled in the hands of the warrior captain. He turned his head hard and looked at the hill not far away. Under the flying flag, His Highness looked serious and nodded affirmatively. The black wolf then lowered his head and refused to go.
Looking at the hounds on the other side, who must have laughed at him, he returned to the military formation dejectedly.
However, Yoku did not show a smile. He watched the intended prey leave with an expressionless face, then closed his eyes slightly and remained motionless, waiting for the new prey.
After a while, a burly Mexican warrior walked out of the array. He held his head high and shouted proudly to the front.
"Guardian of the God of War! I, the warrior of Tolocan State, the heir to the glorious nobility, the brave 'Black Panther' Yomac, fight against the 'Hound' Yukuyo of Tarasco! Remember, I will kill the person who kills you.
It’s Yomak!”
Yuku opened his eyes slightly, took a closer look at the opponent's extremely tall figure, and the calves that could not be covered by the shield, and nodded slowly. He put down the shield, held the nearly two-meter-long copper spear with both hands, and pointed diagonally forward. He came closer.
The left hand on the front side is slightly loose, and the right hand near the back side is firmly held, then the legs are opened, slightly bent, and just stand still and wait.
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Looking at Yuku, he couldn't see a trace of his opponent's movement, as if he were facing a solid sculpture. The burly warrior strode forward, leaving deep marks on the soil on the ground. He believed that his majestic power would make a difference in his hometown.
No one in Tolocan State can stop him.
Soon, the distance between the two was only five steps. Yomac pushed out the shield in his left hand, suddenly waved the war stick in his right hand, and rushed towards the shieldless enemy in front of him!
In this flash of lightning, Yoku finally took action! With a flash in his eyes, he took a step diagonally, lowered his left hand with a loose grip, and raised his right hand with a solid grip. Then, his right hand suddenly pushed forward, hitting the half-loose left hand.
The two hands met, a precise and fierce thrust!
The shining gun head passed through a sudden and rapid arc, and "Puff!" plunged into Yomak's calf. The opponent's burly body in the charge staggered suddenly, and the shield in his hand subconsciously pressed down. "Crack!"
The bronze spear was quickly pulled back against the shield, making a harsh scraping sound. Then there was another "poof!"
A smile finally appeared on the face of Yuku's sculpture. "Boom!" He kicked the opponent's shield, and then used the force of the rebound to withdraw the sharp spear from the enemy's body. The shield and war club fell down with a sound,
The burly Yomak was like a fragile reed toy of the Mayans, falling backwards. He tried hard to raise his hands and hold down his bleeding neck, and bright red emerged from the big hole above his collarbone. Soon, the boundless darkness emerged from
The bright red light attacked him and engulfed him mercilessly.
Yuku stuck the bronze spear on the ground, turned around, bowed his head and saluted the king. Then, he calmly raised his arms and declared victory to the Mexica military formation. Cheers finally came from Tarasco's military formation.
sounded, accompanied by the excited shouts of the warriors.
"Yuku! Yuku! The hound given by the three gods to capture the tigers and leopards of the Mexica!!"
Under the wolf flag, Shulot opened his eyes wide and recalled the action of the Tarasco warrior stabbing his spear, but he could not remember it clearly. The young commander's expression was solemn. He heard the enemy's cry, gritted his teeth slightly, and waved the flag again
.
This time, a powerful jaguar warrior stepped out of the array. He was wearing colorful tiger skin armor and a low-hanging feather crest, roaring fiercely at the enemy in front of him.
"Guardian of the God of War! I, the warrior of Tenoticlan, the 'War Tiger' Ixca, fight against the 'Hound' Ucuyo of Tarasco!"
Seeing the attire of the Jaguar warrior, Yuku looked solemn. He clenched the spear in his hand and bowed his head in salute. The fierce war drums sounded again, and the life-and-death duel continued!
Ixka only touched the ground with the front half of his feet, maintaining the lightness of the ups and downs like a tiger and leopard. He moved quickly with small steps, fearing Yuku's swift and precise spear, and maintained maximum flexibility.
This time, "Hound" Yuku also started to move. His steps were extremely precise, and his distance was accurate. After a few tentative exchanges between the two sides, he was always in the right position to dodge the opponent's attack.
Taking advantage of the length of the bronze spear, he was like a swooping snake, attacking Ixka's weak points again and again.
"Bang, bang!" The Jaguar warrior's shield was steady and powerful. Ixka raised the shield to block, turned the shield sideways, and without any redundant movements, completely blocked all attacks. He got close to the opponent several times,
Swing the war stick in your right hand and suddenly hit the opponent's vitals!
But Yuku was like a nimble hound, leaping with light steps and dodging extremely well. From time to time, he held his hands apart and used the thick barrel of the gun to push the war stick away, and then fired another quick shot with his backhand! Two
The people kept circling like this, like leaping tigers and leopards, and every simple movement was filled with infinite murderous intent!
Shulot stood on a high place and carefully watched the wonderful fight, his eyes filled with excitement.
In the use of spears, this Tarascan warrior has already developed the prototype of the Chinese spearmanship. With the development of armor, spear infantry will occupy the absolute main position in the medieval army. This spearmanship is slightly improved.
Simplified, it is suitable for large-scale promotion in the military.
After a moment, Ixka roared suddenly. He threw the shield with his left hand vigorously, and with a quick movement of his left arm, he controlled the spear thrust out by the opponent. Then, the Jaguar warrior stepped forward, raised the war club in his right hand, and
It is about to deliver an imminent fatal blow to the enemy who has lost his weapon!
At this moment, a strange smile appeared on Yuku's indifferent face. He suddenly released his hands holding the gun, punched out with his left hand, and hit the opponent's shoulder holding the stick, slowing down the speed of swinging the stick. And almost
At the same moment, his right hand quickly pulled out the copper ax from his waist, and with a short and powerful chop, he cut directly into the opponent's neck!
"Zizzi!" Blood spurted out, splattering all over the faces of the two of them. Ixka's pupils suddenly shrank, and the pain made him convulse all over. Yuku's eyes showed cold pity. He slashed fiercely again, one by one.
The great head fell instantly like a real thing, bright blood flowers bloomed, and eternal relief truly arrived!
The situation in the field suddenly reversed, and Shulot opened his eyes wide in surprise. He watched Yuku take a step back, wiped the blood on his face, lowered his head to salute the king, and raised his arms again. Warrior Tarasco
While cheering wildly, the Mexican warriors remained silent.
"What an incredible warrior!"
After a moment, Shulot came back to his senses and admired in a low voice. He had been paying attention to King Tarasco, and when he saw him walking away from the king, he realized that this was a truly powerful warrior. The young commander hurriedly
Give an order to recall the tired general of love.
"how?"
Shulot looked calmly and looked at Toltec. The black wolf had been clamoring just now, asking to continue participating in the battle. At this moment, he remained silent and looked at Yuku who raised his arms in the field, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became brighter.
.
"how?"
Xuelot looked at Bertard again. The warrior captain clenched the war stick in his hand and replied in a deep voice.
"It's not weaker than me, it's worth fighting. If you don't use a bow and arrow, you're only 60% sure."
Hearing this, Shulot shook his head. He was in trouble for a moment, and even the warrior commander found it difficult. If the others went to fight, they would definitely be dead or alive.
While the young commander was pondering, a Mexica scout rushed from the north. He waved a red flag symbolizing emergency in his hand, and walked through without hindrance accompanied by his bodyguards until he fell in front of His Highness.
"Your Highness! More than ten miles to the north, reinforcements from the Tarascans appeared! The number of enemy troops is more than two thousand, all of them are wearing warrior armor. They are flying the hummingbird flag in the formation, and they come from the royal capital Qinchongcan City!"
"What? More than two thousand, more than ten miles away?!"
Shulot clenched his fists and shouted sharply.
"Confirmed that they are reinforcements from Qincongcan City? The Western City-State Army is responsible for guarding the capital. Is there an envoy to convey this message?!"
"The scout confirmed that it is Qin Congcan's flag! The city-state army has no envoy to convey the news!"
"Damn it! These blind moles are unable to shoulder important tasks and are ruining my major tasks!"
The young commander just cursed in a low voice, immediately gathered his emotions, and solemnly gave the order to the generals.
"Toltec!"
"exist!"
"I'll give you two thousand longbow militiamen and five hundred elite scouts to stop the enemy forces in the north! Before I defeat Suangua, I won't allow any enemy troops to go south. Can you do that?!"
"Promise! I am willing to die for His Highness, and I will definitely defeat the enemy in front of me!!"
Toltec looked excited. He knelt down on one knee and raised his hand to promise.
"good!"
Then, Shulot raised his right hand, looked around at the generals, and shouted again.
"Generals, listen to the order! There is no need to wait, defeat the Royal Tarasco army, the decisive battle is now! Beat the drum, blow the bamboo flute, wave the battle flag! Holy City Legion, Lance Legion, Divine Blessing Legion, Temple Guard
, Longbow Guards, Jaguar Chapter, the whole army attacks!!!"
