It was dark in the east, and the night was dark. In the Mexican camp, figures were swaying and running, and weapons were waving and fighting. From time to time, people screamed and fell to the ground, turning into silent corpses. Blood spattered wantonly, and even the air became sweet. It was raging.
The bonfire swayed, illuminating the armored warriors; the inherited flag was broken, causing shouts of chaos!
The sudden night attack caused the entire camp to fight in chaos. The fighting in the dark was no longer about numbers, but about organization and tenacity. The militiamen of the city-state did not see anything at night, and they all ran away in fear, panicking.
They collapsed in panic. The Mexican warriors from different families dispersed into groups, guarding the inherited noble flags, and fought randomly under the moonlight. The largest and most fierce battle group was located at the back of the center of the camp.
It is the position of the head coach of the legion.
The tall sourwood flag fluttered fiercely in the darkness. The elite tree snake warriors and sourwood warriors shouted the same words, brutally fighting at close quarters. The warriors' shouts boiled like spring water, and even their bodies became like spring water.
Like this, bright red sputtered out. And at this moment of melee, a shrill electric light suddenly struck, hitting the Sourwood Patriarch who was holding his scepter high and shouting loudly, hitting him right in the heart!
"Ding!"
The sharp sound of metal collision suddenly sounded in an instant, making everyone tremble!
Jodiko felt a pain in his heart and his expression suddenly changed. The force of this arrow was so great! He staggered back two steps and fell to the ground with a crash, even his spine was hurting from the impact.
"Whoosh!"
"ah!"
Another arrow flew into the air, grazed Jodiko's beast helmet, and hit the bodyguard behind him. The older legion commander suddenly tilted his head, and even dropped his gorgeous beast helmet, revealing his gray hair.
.
"Master!"
"Legion Commander!"
Seeing the commander being attacked, the Sourwood Guards who were fighting around them panicked and turned around to come back for help. The Mexica warriors did not know whether the commander was alive or dead, and the battle group suddenly became unstable and showed signs of collapse.
"The coach of Mexico is dead! The coach of Mexico is dead!"
The Tlaxcala warriors who attacked at night were overjoyed and shouted repeatedly. They were not many in number, but their morale was extremely strong and they had the courage to fight to the death. At this moment, they waved their war clubs vigorously and rushed forward desperately to take advantage of this opportunity.
, scattering hundreds of the toughest guards in one fell swoop.
"Get back!"
Legion commander Jotiko was sitting on the ground, shouting angrily. His hair was disheveled, and there was a bronze arrow stuck in his chest, making him look particularly embarrassed.
"Master!"
Dozens of Sourwood guards rushed forward anxiously, almost forming a wall around Jotiko.
"I'm fine! Go back and continue fighting!"
Jodiko stretched out his hand and reached into the gorgeous battle suit. Under the soft cotton armor, there was the coldness and solidity of metal. He fumbled around his heart for a while before taking a long, sure breath.
The bronze arrow shot into the cloth and was blocked by the bronze armor inside. It only damaged the general's armor but did not penetrate the armor into the flesh.
"Huh, Lord God bless you! I have been fighting all my life. If I didn't have this pair of bronze armor that I bought at a high price, I would be here today!"
Jodiko pulled hard, pulled out the bronze arrow embedded in his armor, and threw it to the ground. Then, he put on the animal helmet that symbolized glory, and with the support of the family warrior chief Tesi Whitt, he stood up suddenly
Get up and reappear in front of the Mexica warriors.
"The Lord God bless you! The warriors blessed by God are not afraid of despicable arrows!"
Jodiko glared angrily and looked towards the direction where the bronze arrow was shot. Dozens of steps away, more than a hundred elite tree snake warriors, led by a general wearing a cloak and holding a big bow, were struggling towards this place.
Side assault.
Seeing this scene, the family warrior chief Tesi Whitt immediately raised his big shield and blocked the way forward, carefully guarding the family head. The captain of the Sourwood Legion had red eyes, raised his scepter, and pointed suddenly in that direction.
, shouted sternly to the guards.
"The despicable people of Tlaxcala dare to attack the gods! Go, my warriors! Kill! Kill them and dedicate them to the Lord God!"
"Kill! Kill them and dedicate them to the Lord God!"
Seeing that their coach was fine, hundreds of Sourwood Guards immediately regained their fighting spirit and ignited their fighting spirit. They waved their war clubs again, and without retreating an inch, they fiercely strangled the attacking tree snake warriors.
The glorious nobleman Yotiko is not only the most noble god descendant in Sourwood City, but also the real leader of the city-state army. He has been leading the army for ten or twenty years, and has always been outstanding and has great prestige. As long as he stands here, the city-state warriors
They will not collapse easily.
"Damn it!"
Travito, the cloud snake hunter, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. He prepared for a long time before taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and shot the first accurate arrow. In order to increase his certainty, he also specifically aimed at the chest and used
Bronze arrows smuggled from the Alliance. When he heard the metallic crisp sound of the bronze arrows hitting, he immediately realized something was wrong and hurriedly shot the second arrow to rescue him. What a pity...
"Damn it! He must be wearing that kind of strong bronze armor! ... Damn it! What happened to the Mexicans in the past few years? There are so many new equipment!"
Travito exerted force, biting his lip, feeling the bloody pain, and the murderous intention surged in his chest. The Mexican Army was in the chaos of the night attack. If they could kill the opponent's commander, they would shout loudly and even completely
Defeat these thousands of people!
"Warriors of Cloud Snake, follow me and charge! Kill the opponent's coach!"
"kill!"
The tree snake warriors roared loudly and charged fiercely. Hundreds of acid wood guards gathered to form a tough battle group to block the attacking tree snake warriors. The brave cloud snake hunters threw away the big bow and held it.
Hold the copper ax tightly in your hand and rush towards the blocking battle group first.
Travito's steps were extremely nimble, like a running leopard. He quickly ran to the right rear of a young warrior, which was not covered by the shield of his left hand. He stretched out his arm and cut it with a precise swing.
He grabbed the opponent's shoulder, interrupting the opponent's defensive movements. Then, he took a step closer again, brushed against the samurai's counterattack stick, and gently cut upwards.
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A large amount of blood splashed out from the young warrior's neck, and it was impossible to stop it. Travito took two steps back to avoid the splattering blood, and without even looking at it, he went straight to kill the other city-state warriors.
.But after a few breaths, there were two more dying screams.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
"Um?!"
Yotiko frowned and looked at the attacking Tlaxcala warriors through the burning firelight. These hundreds of warriors were obviously the elite of Tree Snake City. They were extremely skilled in combat skills and cooperated very well. And the leading cloaked general
He was particularly brave, killing three people in a row and advancing within forty steps! Ordinary city-state warriors couldn't stop him at all.
"Texihuit, go and stop that general!"
Jodiko thought for a moment and then looked at the family warrior chief next to him. In the Nahua language, Tesihuite means solid and wise turquoise. This is a rare good name and is usually used as a nickname.
Given to the toughest warrior, or the wisest priest.
"As you command, Master!"
Tesswhit lowered his head and saluted. He was tall, wearing armor, and holding a large shield, like a thick wooden stake.
"The opponent is very brave. Don't fight him to the death. Just use your shield and hold him back! There shouldn't be many Tlaxcalans attacking at night. As long as the warriors stand firm and recover from the chaos...
They are the ones who will be wiped out!"
Jodiko gave a few careful instructions and patted the tall shoulder of the family warrior chief.
"Don't take risks, meet me alive!"
"Yes! Master, I will die for you!"
Texihuite saluted and left with a few personal guards. He strode like lightning, his steps were heavy, and he ran very quickly. After a moment, he held a large shield half a man high and firmly blocked the Terra.
In front of Vito, the cloud snake hunter suddenly felt a mountain of pressure.
"Damn it!"
Travito, the cloud snake hunter, swung his copper ax continuously, but was blocked by the opponent's wooden shield, making a muffled sound. And he tried to get around the tall Mexica warrior, but the opponent showed his...
Not inferior to his agility, and extremely threatening club attacks.
"Damn it! You nimble turtle!"
The Cloud Snake Hunter was forced to stop and struggled with the wooden stake in front of him. He cursed repeatedly and provoked the opponent in front of him, hoping to find a loophole.
Tessie Whitt, on the other hand, just kept his head down and remained silent. He waved his shield and struck his stick, mainly defensively, and struck back twice from time to time, as steady as a rock.
"Huh...huh!"
Travito, the cloud snake hunter, charged for half a moment before being stopped by the turquoise Texihuite. The surrounding tree snake warriors charged desperately, but were also blocked by the tough acid wood guards.
Under the dim night fire, the two sides got close to each other and slashed, completely entangled. In a moment, dozens of elite warriors fell to the ground. Warmth spread freely in the battle area, dyeing the warriors behind and making the soil under their feet wet.
Becomes muddy and sticky.
"God bless you!"
"The cloud snake protects you!"
The flames flickered, flickering on and off, outlining the melee of the crowd. The fierce shouts of killing soon turned into miserable howls of injury, and were then drowned out by new shouts.
A quarter of an hour later, the tree snake warriors still did not break through the obstruction. They just fought in vain and risked their lives to go to the Kingdom of God with the city-state warriors. When the battle situation reached a stalemate, the Tlaxcala people's numerical disadvantage slowly became apparent.
The elder Jotiko stood in front of the firelight and the big flag. He was motionless, his expression was resolute and a little gloomy.
The battlefield in front of us is like a lake where blood flows, gathering fresh vitality and devouring the lives of warriors. Small groups of Mexica warriors are constantly coming from the surrounding noble camps to join the fighting group.
There are also scattered tree snake warriors coming from the outer camps. But their number is much smaller.
"ha!"
Seeing more and more legion warriors, a cold smile appeared on Jodiko's lips. He raised his head slightly, looked at the moon that had completely set, and then at the sun that was about to rise.
"Phew! The darkest time is finally over!... Wait until daybreak..."
Jodiko narrowed his eyes coldly and stared at the hundreds of tree snake warriors struggling and conflicting among the three to four hundred sour wood guards, especially the general who was good at fighting. His heart was full of killing intent, and he was even more thinking.
The situation after this war.
In this night attack, the Sourwood Legion may have suffered heavy losses, and his strength and prestige will also be damaged. King Avit has always been aggressive, and he may take the opportunity to punish and further suppress the city-state army... He must leave enough powerful people behind.
A generous sacrifice to give an explanation for this night attack!
The sky was getting brighter, and the camp gradually recovered from the chaos. Jotiko looked at the battlefield for a moment and felt that the overall situation had been decided. So he turned his head and gave serious instructions to the family guards guarding him on the left and right.
"Go! Bring forty men and surround him from both sides! Don't leave the Tlaxcalan general!"
"As you command, Master!"
The guards all bowed their heads and saluted respectfully. Soon, the wall of guards around Jodiko became thinner. And the two running warrior teams were quickly surrounding the tree snake warrior's rear.
"Travito! It's almost time, we should leave!"
The noble warrior Izzy, covered in blood, ran in front of the brave Cloud Snake hunter and whispered urgently. He was the personal bodyguard of Tree Snake City Lord Ocott and the deputy leader of this night attack.
"Duh, duh!"
Travito's eyes were red and he ignored it. He slashed hard and was about to completely break the big shield in Texi Whitt's hand.
"Travito is invincible!"
Izzy waved his war stick, covering Travito's left and right sides. While blocking the attack of the Sourwood Guards, he advised in a deep voice.
"It's almost dawn! The Mexica people are about to recover. The results of tonight's battle are enough, we need to bring more tree snake warriors back! ... The city lord is still on the city wall, waiting for us!"
After hearing this, Travito finally calmed down. He was panting and took several steps back. He glanced hard at Tesi Whitt, who was silent and holding up his shield to block him, and couldn't help but cursed angrily.
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"Huh? I'm not a turtle, I'm Turquoise Tessie Whitt."
Texihuite put down his shield and opened his mouth calmly, like a laughing rock.
"Your name is Archer Travito? You turned out to be a despicable archer. The noble head of the family asked me to use a shield to stop you, so I used the shield. But if I really want to put down my shield for a duel, you may not be my opponent!"
"you!..."
Hearing this, Travito glared at him angrily and was about to fight again.
"Let's go! It's almost dawn!"
Izzy urged repeatedly, his expression full of anxiety. The brave cloud snake hunter bit his blood-stained lips, and finally turned around and retreated. In the Mexica camp, thousands of city-state warriors have gradually recovered, and there is no possibility of collapse. And the sky
It's going to light up, and if you don't leave, you really won't be able to leave.
Before leaving, the Cloud Snake Hunter was unwilling to look back. He looked at the high-flying sourwood flag and the elderly god who stood motionless, trying hard to remember his appearance.
"Damn it! I swear to Yun She that I will take your life!"
Travito was secretly furious and swore loudly in his heart. Texihuite seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and took steps like a mountain to chase the cloud snake hunter. Jotiko looked at him coldly, with a sneer on his lips.
, as if the murderous intention was solidified.
"Whoosh!!"
At this moment, a Tlaxcalan bone arrow suddenly rose from nowhere like a meteor before dawn, and struck quickly and accurately!
"puff!..."
"Uh! Ho ho..."
In an instant, the sneer of Jodiko suddenly widened his eyes. His pupils widened sharply, and he lost all strength, like an old owl seeing the rising sun. He tried his best, just barely turned his eyes, and looked down slightly, but
I saw a half-bone arrow emerging from his fragile neck...
"Ho ho!..."
Jodiko's face showed incredible despair. He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that he was about to die here!
The elder glorious noble let out two painful "ho ho" sounds without leaving any words. He tilted his body and fell under the flag. Warm bright red flowed from his neck, dyeing his gray hair red.
His hair also caused his thoughts to fall into a cold and eternal sleep.
The first ray of morning light shot from the eastern sky and fell in his wide-open eyes, as if connecting with Tonali in his brain and taking away Teyuria in his heart. It was heading to the Kingdom of God.
The stairs lead the souls who are unwilling to leave, leaving the old era at the intersection of light and darkness~
