The pursuit was ambushed, the commander died in battle, the divine feathers were trampled by the Mexica people, and large groups of barbarians continued to pour out from the mountains and forests, surrounding them from both sides. The Mixtec military formation could only hold out for a moment.
They could no longer hold on. Thousands of warriors shouted in panic and fear, and then collapsed in the fierce surprise attack.
At this point, the war has officially entered a new stage of chasing death and chasing north, and the real severe casualties will begin from this moment!
"Chase! Cut off their heads and capture their warriors! This is all military merit! Wow!..."
The canine warriors roared and howled excitedly. They ran and pursued in the mountains and forests. They were so fast, like a large group of hounds, that they threw the lagging enemies to the ground. They brandished copper spears and chopped down copper axes.
He then took out the sisal rope, skillfully tied the hands and feet of the prisoner, and wantonly searched for the noble warrior's belongings.
The Mixtec states are located in the geologically active Sierra Madre del Sur and are also rich in gold and silver. Their goldsmiths and silversmiths are highly skilled and can forge all kinds of exquisite gold and silver necklaces and ornaments. The belief in the rain god Zavi is also
They admire the colors of gold and silver. Therefore, the necks of Mixtec nobles are always bright and flashing with breathtaking light.
The victory was determined, and the corners of Black Wolf Toltec's lips curled up. He looked at the fleeing and slaughtered enemy troops, and felt content for a moment, and gradually regained his composure. He had experienced too many similar scenes, and today's battle,
It's not difficult at all.
Black Wolf lowered his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a while, he called for the commander of the Tlaxcala surrender camp, "Shuanzhu" Tetica.
"Tetica, your Tlaxcala battalion acted as a lure for the enemy and did a good job!"
"Respected Commander of the Black Wolf Army, you are all blessed by the Lord God!"
Tetica knelt down respectfully, lowered his head, with a bit of bitterness on his face. The three thousand warriors who came out of the Shenshi City were all the elites of the Mixtecs. In order to save the temple in the mountain, they were also very willing to fight.
. This induced the enemy to defeat, and the surrender camp suffered another eight or nine hundred casualties. Once the warriors who were once aloof fell into the hands of others, they were driven by others, burned like firewood, and died together with the humble militiamen. Alas! No!
Do you know whether the souls who died in the mountains and forests in the south and in their hearts can go to the kingdom of the God of Hunting...
Thinking of this, Tetica's heart trembled. He raised his eyes carefully, looked at the terrifying leader of the Black Wolf, held the hummingbird amulet around his neck, and prayed in front of him.
"Praise the Lord God! She gives us victory!"
"Ha ha!"
Black Wolf laughed loudly. He squinted his eyes, took a deep look at Tetica, waved his hand, and declared confidently.
"Tetica, the Lord God's blessing only falls on warriors who fight devoutly!... Well, the Tlaxcala warriors can still fight!"
Having said this, Black Wolf stretched out his finger and pointed at the faint pyramid temple in the mountain.
"There are hundreds of temple warriors holding on to the Temple in the Clouds and the Pyramid of Tehuacan. Go! Take the Tlaxcala warriors and knock down the temple for me! When the temple is captured and the side hall of the temple, the warriors
Your residence and attached villages are all open to you to plunder!”
The Temple in the Clouds is the residence of the gods and the northern holy land of the Mixtecs. It is naturally not only a magnificent pyramid, but also includes hundreds of priests, hundreds of temple warriors, and thousands of people who support the priests and warriors.
Village. In this era, every large temple inherited has accumulated hundreds or even thousands of years of tribute. The amount of precious metals in it is enough to make any European king jealous.
"The temple in the clouds...allowed to be plundered?!"
Hearing this, Tetica's eyes suddenly turned red. After his faith was broken, he no longer had the respect he once had for gods, and only reality was left in his eyes. The commander of the surrendering battalion immediately bowed his head and kowtowed heavily several times.
"The generous and majestic leader, the Tlaxcala warriors, are willing to fight for you!"
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Hei Lang laughed heartily. But soon, he frowned and corrected him sternly.
"No, we are fighting for His Highness, fighting for the Lord God!"
"Yes, yes! Fight for the leader, His Highness and the Lord God!"
Tetica saluted respectfully. Then, he picked up the war stick and led the gathered troops to the towering Yunzhong Temple.
The sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets. The green earth is dotted with solidified bright red, and the stiff corpses are covered by dense vegetation. And the raging fire also ignites from the village under the temple in the mountain, burning all the way up, accompanied by
The shouts of fighting and the desperate wails!
The one-sided pursuit lasted for two full days. Pursued by the canine hunters, only two to three hundred of the three thousand elite Mixtec warriors escaped. The canine hunters brought back two thousand heads.
There are also seven to eight hundred surrendered soldiers who are pale and can walk.
According to the tradition of the Guacchili Legion, all warriors who are unwilling to surrender are executed; enemies who are injured and unable to walk are executed; captured nobles with charisma are directly sacrificed. This cruel fighting custom comes from the alliance’s tradition.
The practice of human sacrifice also comes from the ruthless natural laws of the wilderness, making all enemies fearful of it.
"Pile up two thousand heads and build a pyramid in Beijing!"
With a cold look on his face, Hei Lang issued the first military order to the surrendered Mixtec warriors. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth, held the bronze Qin sword at his waist, and asked calmly.
"Who among you warriors is the best? Stand up for me!"
The Mixtec warriors looked defeated and looked at each other. After a moment, their eyes focused on a warrior as strong as a cheetah.
"...damn it!"
Rain God Warrior Rich cursed secretly in his mind. With his hands tied, he lowered his head, stood on tiptoes, walked on the front half of his feet, and stood up carefully.
Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, looked at Richie's walking pace, and nodded slightly. Then, he gripped the copper sword tightly and strode closer.
"I am the Black Wolf Toltec! Warrior of the Mixtecs, tell me your name!"
"...I am the Rain God Warrior of Shenshi City, Richie the Woodpecker!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Rich squatted slightly and replied nervously. He had heard about the tradition of the Mexica people, and they liked to let the enemy's warriors capture and fight against each other under unfair conditions.
The warriors of the alliance duel, using the lives of outstanding warriors to please the warlike and bloodthirsty God of War.
"Riki, Riki the Woodpecker? Okay!"
Hei Lang nodded slowly and smiled. Then, he took a step forward, suddenly pulled out the copper sword from his waist, and slashed at the defenseless Richie!
"ha!"
"ah..."
Richie was suddenly attacked, and his body instinctively dodged. He jumped like a cheetah and took a step to the right. Then, he dodged with difficulty, dodging two swords in a row until he ran out of breath. Then, the sharp sword
The blade struck his head, the sharp sword wind scattered his forehead hair, and the cold death was in an instant!
"ah!"
At the moment of the border between life and death, Hei Lang violently turned his wrist, turning the sharp sword blade into a thick sword ridge. Then, he changed from chopping to chopping, and used a skillful capture technique to hit the target hard.
Strange shoulders.
"Snapped!"
"Well!"
Rich, the Rain God Warrior, groaned, lost his balance, and was knocked to the ground. His penis suddenly shrank and enlarged, the sweat on his forehead flowed out like a waterfall, and even his knees were shaking slightly. After a few breaths, his
A red line appeared on his forehead, and the blood was pale. At that moment, he was only half a finger away from death.
"Ha ha!"
Looking at Richie who fell to the ground, Black Wolf laughed heartily and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, even with his hands tied, he can still dodge three of my swords. He is indeed an outstanding warrior!"
After saying that, Hei Lang took a step forward again, raised the Qin sword again, and slashed down mercilessly!
"Bah!"
Richie's mind was trembling, his eyes were out of focus, and his back felt like electricity. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the rope binding his hands had been cut off by the terrifying warrior in front of him.
"Richie, from today on, you are the leader of these more than 700 surrendered troops!"
Black Wolf put away his bronze sword, stretched out his hand, and lifted Richie off the ground, like a coyote catching a bobcat. He looked into Richie's eyes with his cold black eyes and gave an order that he could not refuse.
"Remember! You have to fight for the Lord God and for His Highness! Warriors who fight bravely will gain property, women, land, and even titles, and become nobles of the alliance! And cowardly warriors will be as humble as ants on the ground. As for the
traitor..."
Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, grinned, showed his sharp teeth, and spoke word by word.
"I will personally chop off his head!"
"..."
Richie pursed his lips and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the stern face of the black wolf, as if he was facing a ferocious beast in the jungle. After a while, the surrendered Rain God Warrior slowly lowered his head, his voice weak.
, but very clear.
"Yes. Follow you..."
"louder please!"
"Yes! I obey you!"
"Tell me, praise the Lord God!"
"...Praise the Lord God!"
"good!"
Black Wolf nodded with satisfaction. He let go of his hand and ordered.
"Take your people and build the temple! Remember, put the heads of the divine nobles on top!"
The Rain God Warrior nodded silently. At this moment, he seemed to have lost something in his heart, and seemed to have escaped from something. He turned around and subconsciously glanced at the Temple in the Cloud not far away. There was a flame burning under the pyramid.
.
A moment later, a frantic howl of wolves came from the sacred mountain of the temple, accompanied by an almost crazy shout. That was the howl of the Tlaxcala soldiers, who were now like canine descendants, filling the wasteland.
Fierce and ruthless.
"Ha ha!"
The black wolf listened for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed, like a wolf king from the wilderness.
"Yes, what a bunch of wolf cubs!"
Richie stopped and his knees felt a little weak. He took a few hard breaths to stabilize his trembling mind, but his mind went blank. He had learned the Nahua language in the north and could understand the call in the wind. This call
The sound was like the coming of doom, causing the nearby Mixtec troops to surrender, showing true despair.
"The Rain God is dead! The Lord God is supreme!...The Temple in the Cloud has fallen!"
