The sun slowly sets in the west, and the breeze blows away the smoke and dust. The mountains cast huge shadows, and the sweet smell is carried in the wind. Smelling the alluring aroma, the American eagle would test and land down from time to time, and then fly up in surprise by the moving warriors.
These New World scavengers are different from the vultures of the Old World and are more eager. They have sharper beaks and are especially fond of freshly dead and uncorrupted corpses.
The black wolf Toltec came to the vanguard camp with a cold expression and said nothing. He just untied his commander's flag and inserted it into the formation. The flag then "popped" a foot into the ground and was not stable.
Then, he looked ahead and saw several American vultures hovering on the battlefield, surrounding the bodies of the vanguard barbarians.
Toltec's expression turned cold, he raised his long bow and narrowed his eyes. He took aim slightly, shot in the air, and a vulture landed! The American vultures in the mountains were frightened, and flew away as fast as they could, "croaking".
The cry echoed in the valley, as shrill as a wail.
"Bird shooter!..."
Low cheers suddenly sounded from the pro-army troops. Black Wolf looked around and saw that the warriors in the vanguard battalion were still calm and full of fighting spirit. However, they had been fighting for half a day and were infected by the thick smoke, so they could not help but show some fatigue.
"Warriors! The eyes of the God of War are watching you! You are the glorious royal guards!"
Toltec slowly lowered his longbow and shouted encouragement.
"...His Highness is about to arrive! The army is marching all the way north, attacking everyone! We are ferocious jaguars, are we going to be blocked by the local dogs in front of us?!"
"Roar!"
Hearing this, the warriors in the vanguard battalion showed murderous intent, and low roars rang out in the array.
"Guards! I plant the flag here! I hold the longbow in my hand!"
The black wolf held the big flag with one hand, raised the long bow with the other hand, and roared loudly.
"I attack with you! I fall with you!!"
"Ho! Roar! Kill!"
Two thousand warriors raised their heads together, their morale was high, and they let out a roar that shook the sky!
At the camp not far away, Coca looked solemn. He clenched his hunting bow and looked carefully at the general under the flag.
"Damn! Who is this?!"
"Chief, he should be Black Wolf! The chief of the big tribe under the great chief of Death, the eight thousand warriors who control the middle!"
"oh?!"
Keka widened his eyes, turned slightly, and thought about it. However, before he could think about it for a long time, the terrifying drums sounded from under the camp!
"Dong dong dong!"
Under the personal leadership of Hei Lang, the two thousand vanguard battalion immediately pressed forward! In just a moment, the vanguard battalion arrived about a hundred steps away from the camp. The thousand temple crossbowmen immediately stopped, raised their large crossbows, and fired at the camp.
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"Boohoo!"
Crossbow arrows came like a torrential rain, nailing the wooden planks fiercely, suppressing the hunters at the top of the city. Kaka shrank his neck, turned around and shouted to his guards.
"Quick! Order the soldiers to charge!"
Soon, three hundred canine men rushed out of the camp with shouts, and were met by a hail of arrows. Dozens of people were brought down by crossbow arrows. The shouts instantly turned into howls, and the canine men's charge slowed down.
"Boohoo!"
Deadly crossbow bolts came in waves. As long as the unarmored man was hit by an arrow, he was destined to meet his ancestors. Under the cover of the crossbow bolts, the vanguard battalion had already reached within sixty steps.
Toltec stopped and raised the longbow in his hand. He squinted his eyes, aimed slightly, and fired an arrow with all his strength! The copper arrow was extremely accurate, piercing his neck directly, cutting his trachea, and shooting bright red.
.A dog-born young man suddenly stopped shouting, "ho ho" and covered his neck and fell down.
The black wolf didn't pause, and shot three people to death in just a moment. Wearing half a body of bronze armor and a face-covering bronze helmet, he stood in the center of the military formation without any evasion. Beside him were eighty longbowmen.
The guards, also wearing medium armor, raised their bows and fired together.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Accurate arrows were fired at the city, and more than a dozen tribal hunters turned over and fell. The vanguard camp had already rushed within forty steps! The nine hundred vanguard barbarians shouted wildly, and began to climb the slope and charge towards the camp!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Hundreds of red-haired hunters poked their heads out from behind the wooden boards and began to shoot arrows downwards. At this distance, the Guakili people's shooting skills were so accurate! Dozens of pioneer barbarians were instantly hit by arrows in their heads and necks, and fell from the slope.
Roll up and down.
"Boohoo!"
The fierce crossbow bolts whizzed in, shooting more than a dozen hunters to death. The vanguard barbarians did not stop, and followed the slope full of corpses and blood, killing the canine men who came out of the camp.
The battle became more and more intense, but the senior red-haired hunter could still remain calm, while the ordinary tribal hunters were almost completely crazy. They desperately stuck their heads out, braved the incoming crossbow bolts, and shot arrows towards the camp, killing the canine and the barbarian soldiers together.
Shoot to death.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The narrow slope was particularly brutal for a moment! The dog-born and the barbarian soldiers stabbed each other, and their bodies fell to the ground entangled. The people on the ground shed large amounts of blood, let out dying wails, and then fell silent in the trampling. New warriors continued to fill in.
Come in and continue the bloody fight.
"Zhongtou!"
Toltec narrowed his eyes, roared suddenly, and shot an arrow into the head of a tribal hunter. Then he cocked the arrow, moved slightly to aim, and shot another arrow quickly.
Upstairs, a red-haired hunter just showed his head from behind the wooden plank and was about to shoot downwards when his neck suddenly hurt and his vision went dark. The red-haired hunter instantly lost all his strength and rolled down from the wall of the village, covered in blood.
Dyeed red.
The black wolf, armed with a longbow as a bodyguard, accurately shot the tribal hunters and cleared the watchtower at a high place. Soon, the red-haired hunters reacted.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Hundreds of bone arrows shot quickly, hitting the bronze armor of the guards, making a "puff" sound. Many bone arrows shot to pieces on the cloth, and were immediately blocked by the bronze armor, and could only be inlaid in vain.
On the armor. From a distance, the armor looked like the fur of a hedgehog, draped on the body of the guards. Faced with such thick skin, the red-haired hunters once again aimed ferociously at the vital points. Feather arrows came like a rain, and the bronze
The helmets banged, but only two guards were injured.
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The sharp crossbow arrows ripped through the sky and were nailed to the wall again. A dozen red-haired people with exposed heads fell down with a groan. Koka felt pain in his heart. He looked at the longbow guards who were hit by more than a dozen arrows and still survived.
shouted angrily.
"Ah! What is this? Why can't it be shot to death?"
"Chief, the Red Fox scouts mentioned that these are the thick-skinned warriors of the Cactus tribe! They wear thick skins and can be hit by hundreds of arrows without dying!"
Miwa, the red-haired bodyguard, stepped forward and explained.
"What? Thick-skinned? What kind of evil magic is this!"
Keka's eyes widened and he looked carefully in front of the camp, but he couldn't see what was going on for the moment.
The fierce fighting has been going on for a moment. The three hundred men who came out of the camp were unable to retreat, and almost all of them were killed. The large group of cactus warriors shouted wildly and gradually rushed up the slope. They braved the rain of arrows to approach the wall and would soon climb it.
Although the wall of the upper and rear camp was slightly higher, it was still only two meters long and could not stop the charge at all.
"Miwa, how many stormtroopers have been recruited for the second batch?"
Coca asked eagerly. The war was intense, and the first batch of thousands of people had been exhausted.
"About 600 people have been issued shields and spears! The follow-up ones are still being recruited..."
"Divide into two large teams! Add a hundred red frog warriors to each team as the backbone, and quickly move out of camp to fight! Don't let the Aztecs climb the wall!"
"It's up to you, the chief is brave!"
"By the way, let my personal guards wearing wolf robes move forward holding the flag! Send twenty warriors holding large shields to guard. Well, let him boost the morale of the warriors and attract the enemy's bows and arrows!"
"Listen to you, Chief is cunning!"
The drums of the charge became louder and louder, and the canine whistle became sharper. After a moment, four hundred tribal warriors rushed out of the camp and once again fought against the vanguard barbarians on the slope. Immediately afterwards, clad in wolf robes,
The chief, holding the flag of the Red Frog, actually came to the village wall in person. The camp suddenly burst into cheers from the canine descendants!
"Hey! This Red Frog Chief is indeed a warrior worthy of admiration!"
Looking at the moving flag, Toltec was slightly startled. He nodded respectfully, and then without hesitation, shot quickly!
"Whoosh!"
Bronze arrows came like lightning and were nailed to the shield under the flag, shooting the warrior in wolf robe back a step. Then, dozens of feather arrows attacked at the same time! The warrior sat down on the ground in shock, his whole body
Huddled behind shields and guards, like a boat in the storm.
"Temple crossbowman, move forward twenty steps, get close and shoot!"
Toltec fired another round, confirming that the long bow could not break through the wooden shield. He immediately waved the command flag and summoned the crossbowmen to come forward. On the slope, the dog-born and the barbarians were fighting fiercely again. The tribal hunters fired arrows desperately.
, constantly shooting to death the barbarians below, and then being shot to death by archers in the distance.
"Boohoo!"
The crossbowmen were panting, trying their best to fire a hail of arrows. The sharp crossbow bolts roared, piercing the red cat's flag, breaking the covering wooden shield, and injuring the surrounding guards!
Toltec watched carefully for a moment, but no figure appeared behind the shield, and he did not know whether the chief in the wolf robe was dead. However, judging from the calm reactions in the camp, it seemed that the success was not complete.
"What a tough warrior!"
Black Wolf sighed slightly and shook his head in disappointment. He raised his longbow again, shot out a long arrow sharply, and nailed another red-haired man to death!
"Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Koka's eyes widened and he huddled behind the wall. Feather arrows and crossbow bolts flew over his head, nailing the guards under the flag to death one by one. After a while, the red-haired bodyguard Miwa came over with a heavy expression.
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"Chief, your personal guard wearing a wolf robe was shot to death!"
Koka's pupils shrank. He looked at the black wolf whose arrows were like meteors, as if he were seeing a skeleton threatening his life. Chief Red Frog pondered for a while and gave instructions in a low voice.
"Quickly, find another personal guard and put on my wolf robe again! Remember to attract the enemy's bows and arrows and stack more shields!"
"It's up to you, Chief Cunning!"
Coca nodded. In the eyes of the canine descendants in the wasteland, treachery and cunning are praises as long as they can achieve their goals. The canine descendants have been fighting for survival for generations, trying their best to adapt to the cruel environment, and disdainful of faith and glory.
Therefore, when faced with new gunpowder weapons, they will quickly find ways to deal with them, and will not, like their compatriots in the south, regard it as the coming of gods or even give up resistance.
