Chapter 659: The second kingdom exploration, who are you?
The god lowered his red eyes and stared at the blood-stained earth. The cruel battle finally ended, and the chasing Puton warriors also returned carrying their heads. The corpses of more than three hundred Xiu warriors lay everywhere, stretching all the way to the south.
The warriors of the kingdom raised their weapons and cheered and shouted. They smiled and prayed to celebrate the victory after a bloody battle!
"Praise the supreme Lord God! We fight for God, die for God, and win the victory given by the God of War!"
After praying, the warriors of the kingdom lowered their heads and began to count the fleet's casualties, save their own wounded, and then sacrifice the enemy's prisoners. This short but fierce battle took away more than a dozen Prepecha warriors and more than a dozen
A Silver Crow warrior, and more than thirty Puton warriors. Rough calculation shows that in just a quarter of an hour of fighting, more than sixty people were killed!
In the land of Maya, which is far away from the alliance, facing such casualties, the warriors of the kingdom will never show mercy and let any captured enemy go.
"Haha! God bless you! This is the leader of the Mayan gods! I, Puap, broke into hundreds of Mayan warriors and personally cut off his head!"
Puap was beaming with joy and shouted loudly. He was covered in blood, wearing red-stained bronze armor, holding high the head of Prince Xiutul, and was showing off his military exploits in front of the warrior formation!
"God bless you! Captain Puap, you have led the charge several times. You are so brave, as if you were possessed by a black wolf general!"
The warriors of the kingdom clapped their chests and greeted the captain respectfully. The most important warrior in the kingdom, Captain Puap's heroic performance today really impressed all the warriors. Even the silver crow warrior Osprey and the short spear warrior Mokain
, they are all convinced by him!
"Haha! You did a good job! As soon as you get back to the ship, I will give each of you a bag of gems! When the fleet returns to the kingdom, Your Highness will be rewarded heavily!"
"Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness! Praise the captain!"
The warriors of the kingdom praised and shouted excitedly. Only the main priest Tomat had a calm face and presided over a simple post-war prayer.
"...Blessed by the Lord God! Praise her and grant us victory in the battle!"
Then, without saying a word, Priest Tomat stood in front of the small temple pyramid, staring at the "allies" approaching at the edge of the southeastern jungle.
The Maya tribe that appeared in the southeast, with the cooperation of the warriors from the fleet tribe, had defeated the Xiwu warriors in the rear group. They divided more than a hundred people and searched the corpses of the Xiwu warriors, whether they were damaged wooden armor,
They collected all the broken stone spears and were reluctant to throw them away. And if they encountered a dying Xiu warrior, they would show no mercy and slit his throat directly, leaving no one alive!
At this moment, under the leadership of a dozen noble warriors, the remaining two hundred or so tribal warriors were walking quickly towards the kingdom's team. Most of these tribal warriors were bare-chested and holding simple stone spears. The leading nobles
The warriors only had two pieces of rough wooden armor on the front and back, and wore shabby battle clothes with snake patterns with "big" characters on them. Compared with the warriors of the Xiwu family, this equipment was pitifully poor!
"What? Where did these Mayans in the jungle come from? They are like featherless turkeys..."
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, wore leather armor and held a spear. He stood beside Priest Tomat and looked at the Mayan tribe approaching. Soon, under the last light of the setting sun, he saw the opponent's armor at a glance.
A familiar family pattern appeared on his face, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"Hey! What is this?"
"Yes. Exactly!"
Priest Tomat nodded, pointed at the Mayan warrior who was approaching, and then pointed at the Mayan businessman Tikalo who was a dozen steps away, remaining silent.
Ti Carlo was wearing a robe with the same family pattern. At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, his clothes were torn, his face was embarrassed, the wounds on his arms were still oozing blood, and no one was bandaging him. He pursed his lips, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.
Smiling, he sat quietly, watching the Mayan warriors approaching, looking like a fallen sage and a down-and-out elder.
More than two hundred Mayan warriors stood dozens of steps away and did not come any closer. Puap led a large group of warriors, wearing armor and armed with soldiers, to confront the "allies" they had just seen.
Then, a young Mayan deity with long snake hair and a tattooed nose strode out of the crowd. He came to Tikalo, and with the remaining light of the evening, carefully watched Tikalo smile for a while.
After a few breaths, the young Maya god's face showed excitement and joy. He showed his divine teeth inlaid with gems and shouted in the ancient Mayapan language at Tikallo on the ground.
"Uncle Tikallo! You are back!"
"Tiakin, my nephew, the last sun of Mayapan, you have grown up!"
Tikalo smiled, very happily. In the Mayan language, "Ajin" means the most noble sun. He sat on the ground, looked at his nephew's respected and mature face of the god, and then looked at Mayapan.
The warriors wore tattered and old uniforms, laughing and shedding tears.
"It's been more than ten years!...I finally came back here and saw you!..."
"Hey! What are you two talking about?"
Huitu Puap raised his eyebrows. Looking at the two people who met in tears, he finally realized something was wrong. He held Xiu Tuer's head and strode forward. He looked at the excited Maya god and looked at him again.
Mayan businessman slumped.
"Huh? You two look a bit alike, right? Except one has a bald head and the other has tattoos. Could it be that..."
Puap touched his head and looked at Tikalo with some confusion for a while, then suddenly an idea struck him and he suddenly understood.
"Ti Carlo, I understand, this is the seed you left in Maya?!"
"...Puap, you idiot!"
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, walked up to the three of them with a spear in hand. He already knew the ins and outs of the battle from Priest Tomat. At this moment, he raised the spear shaft and wanted to slap Puap twice hard.
Stick, to relieve the anger in my heart.
"Lord God, grant me peace! Let me see the reality of the world clearly and think about the way forward in the chaotic jungle!"
Priest Tomat closed his eyes, prayed devoutly, and calmed down the anger in his chest. Then, with a calm expression on his face, he walked directly to Ti Carlo and reached out to help him up.
"Ti Carlo, I have a few questions that I want you to answer! These answers will be witnessed by the Lord God to determine your future destiny."
"The Lord God witnesses! Dear Priest Thomas, I will tell you everything and follow your arrangements."
Tikalo smiled sincerely, his face was magnanimous.
"very good!"
Priest Tomat nodded solemnly. He stretched out his finger, first pointed at the dead god's head in Puap's hand, and then pointed at the Mayan warrior wearing a "big" snake pattern. Finally, he looked at the Mayan merchant.
Tikalo, with an extremely serious look on his face, asked coldly.
