The night was vast, and the city of Tree Snake was in a state of solemnity. The four walls were lit with torches, and thousands of warriors patrolled and guarded each side. In the corners of the city, there were four thousand alliance warriors and militiamen, guarding tens of thousands of Tlaxcala prisoners. The dim
The light of fire, the warriors holding weapons, the faint traces of blood, and the silence of death are exactly the tone of this Snake City after it was conquered.
However, when the patrolling warrior team arrived near the Tree Snake Palace in the center of the city, the continuous lights suddenly brightened, and wonderful music sounded everywhere. And with it, moving vitality came!
Hundreds of military nobles sat in the open air in the gorgeous palace garden, lighting party bonfires. They were not qualified to enter the center, the main hall for the king's banquet, and could only drink and eat outside the hall. The aroma of food filled the garden and palace
It is diffused in time, accompanied by the fragrance of summer flowers, which makes people's index fingers tickle.
Dozens of servants shuttled back and forth, serving freshly roasted turkey and hare to the noisy and cheerful noble warriors, as well as quickly consumed wine. In the center of the garden, two drummers beat the drums, and several bamboo flute musicians
The hands were blowing happily. Amidst the sound of drums and flutes, the warriors were chatting and laughing boldly, bragging about the fighting and victory in the battle.
"...Let me tell you, the Tlaxcala warrior I killed before was really skilled in combat and martial arts!"
Warrior Mo Chihui drank a glass of tequila and took a long breath. His face was slightly flushed, and his expression was full of memories.
"God bless you! That guy and I fought in close quarters for more than twenty breaths, and our weapons clashed several times. Tsk! If it hadn't been for the fact that he had not exhausted too much physical strength before, and was a step slower in his actions...it would only be a little short of that.
, I will be hit in the vital part by his war club and die on the spot!"
"Twenty breaths of close combat? How many times did the weapons clash?"
Hearing this, the noble warriors around were a little surprised. Rival warriors met on a narrow road, and often fought each other as soon as they met, and the outcome was determined by the fight. Life or death was often decided in a few breaths, and it could be delayed
There are very long ones, most of them are shield-wielding warriors with excellent combat skills.
"Mochihui, what was the name of the Tlaxcala warrior you killed? Was he an outstanding warrior with a name?"
An older military aristocrat looked suspicious and asked.
"Haha! At that time, we were fighting close to each other. Life and death were in an instant. How could I have time to ask for his name? By the time I stopped, I had already stabbed him in the vital part and killed him on the spot! But...
"
The corners of Mo Qihui's mouth turned up, deliberately showing off. Then, he looked triumphantly around the listening warriors, coughed, and spoke loudly.
"Ahem! At that time, I was thinking, what important person is such a powerful warrior protecting? When I lead the warriors to kill those tree snake guards and capture the people they were protecting, oh!...
.Guess who it is?"
"Who is it? Say it quickly, say it quickly!"
"Haha! They are actually the two sons of the Lord of the Tree Snake City, two true descendants of the gods, and the princes of the Tlaxcala people!"
"Ah?! You caught two divine princes!"
“It’s really blessed by the Lord God!”
Hearing such achievements, the surrounding warriors were surprised and burst into admiration. Among the alliance's military achievements, capturing the gods and being the first to attack the city were at the forefront. And Mo Qihui not only entered the city first
, and also captured two noble descendants of the gods, then his subsequent rewards must be extremely amazing! Maybe, even his noble rank will have a chance to be raised to a higher level!
"Come, brother Mo Qihui, let me toast you and applaud your military achievements!"
The elderly military aristocrat's expression flashed, he took two steps forward, smiled and raised his glass.
"Haha! Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Mo Qihui smiled heartily while raising his glass and finishing the drink. Then, he looked at the eyes of everyone and continued to talk with satisfaction.
"Then, I asked the two divine princes who were the warriors with such superb combat skills who fought with me just now?"
"Yes, who is it?"
Mo Qihui was extremely proud and waited for a few breaths with enjoyment before announcing the answer.
"Oh!...It turns out that man is actually the warrior captain of Tree Snake City, the famous Tlaxcala warrior, Izzy the Brave!"
"What, he's actually the warrior chief of Tree Snake City?"
"If he can serve as a warrior commander, his combat skills must be among the best in Tree Snake City!"
"Mo Qihui, you can actually kill the warrior chief of Tree Snake City? I didn't expect that your martial arts skills are so superb!"
"Hahaha!"
Finally hearing the compliment he wanted most, Mo Qihui laughed loudly. His laughter was as loud as thunder and so hearty that even Turquoise Texihui, who was sitting cross-legged and eating cake more than ten steps away, couldn't help it.
He raised his head and took a closer look.
One of the Sourwood guards was angry and shouted in a low voice.
"Boss, your martial arts are the most superb among the warriors present! You were the first to attack the city that day, and you also captured the god. But, why did you let him go again..."
"Eat cake."
Texihuite's expression remained unchanged and he spoke in a deep voice. The Sourwood guard beside him pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"Huh... As a warrior, some things are very important. Some things look important but are actually insignificant."
Texihuite gnawed for a while and then said calmly.
"As for what happened on that day, I have already sworn an oath. From now on, you will not mention it."
"...It's the boss."
The few remaining Sourwood guards looked at each other and nodded.
“This tortilla is baked well, just the right amount of soft and hard!”
Texihuite raised his head, his face was like a rock, and he glanced at the old brothers sitting around. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he greeted with a smile, which also showed a bit of vicissitudes of life.
"Come on, eat more and drink some wine! The Eastern Expedition is victorious, and only a few of the regiment leader's sourwood guards are left!..."
"Tons...tons...tons!"
Mo Qihui raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine in a big gulp. He took a long breath of contentment and was sweating all over. Military nobles kept coming around and invited him to toast and drink together. The young noble warrior blushed,
He stuck his tongue out and laughed heartily.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Mo Qihui, you have made such a great contribution, your majesty must have a generous reward! Maybe, your kind majesty will allow you to take advantage of these beautiful people."
Choose one of the dancers to take away! You must know that they are all noble girls of Tlaxcala. They have not had to work since they were young, unlike the skinny commoner women!"
A strong military noble came forward. He patted Mo Qihui warmly on the shoulder and pointed to the center of the garden, his eyes shining.
In the center of the garden, there are more than twenty beautiful Tlaxcala girls. They are in their prime, wearing thin clothes and slim bodies. At this moment, with tears in their eyes, they are dancing gracefully under the wolf-like gazes of the warriors.
Dancing like soft clouds at night, touching the heart.
"What? Dancer?"
Mo Qihui was startled, turned around, and soon his eyes widened. The young warrior stared at the dancing girls and couldn't help but swallow. After a moment, he patted his chest and shouted in praise.
"Haha! She's so good-looking, and she dances so well. With this figure, she must be a woman who is easy to give birth to! Haha! She's so good-looking!"
"Ha ha!"
When the surrounding warriors heard this, they laughed loudly and howled in response.
"It's beautiful, it's beautiful! Wow! It's so beautiful!"
A wanton and high-pitched roar sounded inexplicably in the garden and spread quickly. After a while, hundreds of fierce military nobles all grinned and roared happily.
"Ho! Looks good! Looks good! Haha!"
The roars of the warriors resounded in the beautiful garden, with heartfelt excitement and joy, like the roar of a pack of wolves in the night. Some warriors even took out their shields and beat them enthusiastically with "dong dong",
While knocking, he sang loudly. Sometimes, a man's happiness is so inexplicable and unpretentious.
"Haha! These little wolves!"
A boiling roar spread into the banquet hall, alarming the generals sitting around and the king who was drinking sips. Avitt put down his glass, shook his head slightly, and cursed with a smile. Then, he looked at the scene.
The legion commanders in the center looked solemn, held the magic staffs beside them, and gave orders in a deep voice.
"Come here! Go outside and recruit all the warriors who have made great achievements into the palace!...I want to personally reward them!"
