Aztec Eternals

The spring breeze in April blows over the galloping warriors, and the slanting sun shines on the lush vegetation. The woods are sparse in the field, pulling out long shadows; the long grass flutters on the soil, and there are rolling waves.

The black wolf Toltek was barefoot, leaned down, and quickly walked through the long grass. His eyes sparkled with the excitement of chasing prey, followed by a large number of lightly armored militiamen. The long grass in spring is more than one meter high, spreading all over the barren fields, and also covering the hunters.

Listening attentively at this time, cheers were endless, coming from the distant battlefield, mixed with hymns dedicated to the gods, echoing in the high sky together. Under the singing, a wave of low-key and fast-moving grass waves, with the sound of shuttling, rushed towards the southwest like a pack of wolves.

King Suangua gritted his teeth and ran non-stop in the wilderness like a wounded beast. Blood oozes from his right arm from time to time, staining the bandaged cotton red and causing piercing pain. The young king was sweating and out of breath, and two guards carefully supported him on the left and right.

After running like this for a long time, Su Angua stopped for a while and took a deep breath. The cruel battlefield is gone, the fragrance of green grass is in the wind, and the germinating vitality is in the wilderness. The desperation of defeat had disappeared from the face of the king, leaving only the more tenacious determination after setbacks.

"Yoku, give me another jar of priest's powerful magic water!"

Hearing this, General Yuku hesitated a little. The potent jinshui, though it suppresses the pain and revives the weary warrior, often impairs the sharp mind. As the best warrior, he did not admire these mysterious potions, but Yuku glanced at the sweat on the king's face, and whispered to the guards beside him.

"Bring the divine water."

The imperial guard took out a soft cloth bag from the rough linen bag, and carefully took out the closed clay pot from the cloth bag. Yoku took the pot, opened it and tasted it lightly, then handed the pot to the king.

Su Angua drank the divine water in one gulp, the bitter taste reverberated in his mouth, but a look of light appeared on his face instantly. The datura flower of tropical America delivers powerful pain-relieving scopolamine, and the boreal forest of Amanita muscaria provides mind-boosting muscimol. With the cooperation of the two, in just a short moment, the wounded and exhausted king turned into a brave and strong warrior again.

"Your Majesty, please continue to persevere! The sun has already set in the west, as long as it gets dark, it will be difficult for the Mexica to catch up with us!"

Yoku looked at the reddened sky, and hope rose again on his face.

Su Angua nodded with a smile, and patted the general on the shoulder. The samurai who blocked them couldn't hold on for too long, and they had to go back on the road immediately.

At this moment, Yuku's intact right ear shook slightly, and his complexion suddenly changed. He turned around abruptly, staring at the grass in the north, then solemnly raised his right hand, and shouted in a low voice.

"Raise your shield and be on guard!"

The Praetorians quickly faced north, in a fighting stance. The two guards held up their large shields and immediately protected the king in the corner. But in a short while, accompanied by the howling of wolves, a sharp rain of arrows pierced through the long grass and shot from the sky!

Black Wolf Toltek stopped suddenly. He stood up, drew his big bow, and shot with precision! One of the outermost guards dropped his shield in an instant, covered his throat, and fell to the ground with blood spattering. Then, Toltek continued to run a few steps, and suddenly looked at Yuku who was in the middle of the army formation. The black wolf grinned, and shot another arrow at the hound a hundred paces away!

"It's you!"

Seeing Toltek's appearance, Yuku's face turned livid, and his heart sank. The hound took off the longbow without hesitation, jumped to the left, and dodged swiftly. Afterwards, he quickly mounted the bronze arrow, aimed slightly, and shot fiercely.

Hei Lang dodged to the right, dodged the howling arrows, and returned the arrow with his bow again. The two kept moving, like fallen leaves swirling in the autumn wind, alternately shooting death arrows! More than a hundred experienced tribal hunters also arrived one after another. At a distance of a hundred steps, they shot at each other with the copper ax guard who took out the bow and arrow, and fell down together bleeding.

It took only two rounds of precise shooting, and more than 20 people from both sides fell to the ground with arrows. Yuku's complexion changed again. He jumped two steps back, looked at the more and more enemies gathered, and the warrior commander who was about to break through the barrier two miles away, and shouted decisively.

"Bronze ax guards, skirmishers charge!"

Nearly two hundred imperial guards all let out a cry. They dropped their longbows, raised their copper axes, and rushed towards the hunters, screaming wildly. The hunters in the front row only had time to send out a wave of feathered arrows, and shot down more than a dozen Tarasco warriors again, before they were killed by the charging guards!

Although the tribal hunters are strong in archery, they are far from the opponents of the imperial guards in close combat, and their armor rate is even worse. Where the shiny copper ax was swung, blood splashed everywhere and heads fell to the ground. Toltek put on his baton and killed a difficult warrior with a few strokes. Then he saw Yuku leading a dozen guards with copper axes, two strikes to kill the militiamen who were in the way, and rushed directly towards him.

Hei Lang's eyelids twitched, his heart trembled, and he immediately turned around and fled, shouting repeatedly.

"The water is flooding, and they are all running around! Kill across the wind, hold on tight!"

The leader let go, and the guard hunters also ran away skillfully, and escaped two or three hundred steps in one breath. When the imperial guards stopped charging and turned back, the scattered hunters gradually gathered again, chasing the retreating enemy from a distance and firing arrows.

Light-packed hunters have excellent physical strength and are good at running. Under the command of the black wolf, they pursued closely and harassed the imperial guards' formation repeatedly. Once the guards turned around and charged, they immediately fled. After repeating this several times and traveling for several miles, the longbow hunters lost nearly two hundred people, and nearly half of the imperial guards were also injured.

"A pack of cowardly hyenas!"

Yoku stood among the sparse trees, watching the "wolves" hanging behind. His face was scowling, his eyes spit fire. The sun god is about to sink into the abyss, and the setting sun dyes the clouds in the sky, making the road ahead in the west more crimson. The chasing hunters broke up and did not disperse, so the imperial guards could not gallop at full speed, and the large group of pursuers in the distance had already broken through the barrier and rushed towards this side at an accelerated speed!

General Yoku looked up to the sky and screamed, and sighed. He knelt down on one knee to the king, then bowed deeply to the left and right, and said sincerely to the guards.

"My loyal brothers. If Tarasco's condor wants to survive, it can only offer more sacrifices to the three gods! For the survival of the royal family, for the nourishment of generations, and for the loyalty of the guard warriors , please stay here and drag it until dark! After dark, you can freely choose your own path!"

Seeing this farewell scene, Su Angua closed his eyes. The young king covered his face with his left hand, letting the tears flow down the side of his face.

The surviving hundred copper ax guards looked at each other for a while, showing their will to die. They knelt down one after another, kowtowed to the supreme king, and saluted to the respected general. Then, these last Tarasco elites turned around desperately, raised their large shields, and went to meet the approaching enemies.

Yuku counted his breath silently, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, let's hurry up!"

Su Angua nodded silently, and with the support of the last two guards, continued to flee to the southwest, towards the hopeful direction of life.

The bone arrow that pierced the air whizzed forward, and shot at the strong shield, making a muffled "aggressive" sound. The elite guards relied on the sparse forest and formed scattered formations to cover each other. A group of aggressive hunters rushed into the forest, but within a short while, they were chopped down by the copper ax guards standing still.

Black Wolf Toltek frowned. He looked at the enemy line, and there was no trace of the enemy general. He looked at the sky again, and the setting sun painted the sky with red light, just like the generous promise of the God of War. Toltek gritted his teeth, and finally looked at the warrior commander who was rushing forward from behind, and shouted to the left and right in a deep voice.

"I, Toltek, have been chasing for so long, and I must not let the prey escape from my sight! You stay here, shoot at the enemy, and obey the restraint of the warrior commander of the holy eagle! Now, the brave black wolf will attack in person, and take the cunning The hunting dog is captured by the wolf king!"

After speaking, the black wolf Toltek took a deep breath and ran quickly without waiting for the guards to warn him. With a speed exceeding that of ordinary people, he flew around the enemy's front, and then plunged into the sparse woods. Mottled shadows flashed under his feet, and the dark red sky met his eyes. The black wolf enjoys running in the wind, chasing the fleeing opponent alone, no matter how strong the opponent is!

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the warrior captain Berthard hurried forward with hundreds of elite warriors. He looked at the guards guarding the forest, thought for a while, then waved a small flag, pointing to the left and right sides. The Mexica warriors immediately divided into two teams, relying on the superiority of their numbers, to outflank the enemy's two wings. Then, the warrior chief looked around the loose line of hunters and asked loudly.

"Toltek? Where did Toltek go?"

"Respected Chief Commander, Master Hei Lang just left his army, detoured from the south, and went to hunt down the enemy commander alone!"

A tribal leader kowtowed to the ground and replied respectfully.

"What? Hunt the hound alone!"

Bertard's face changed suddenly, and he cursed in a rare way.

"Abandoning the legion, throwing life and death lightly, you don't worry about wolf cubs! When you catch up with the enemy general, it's not certain who will chase and kill who!"

Hei Lang is the junior he personally selected. He is the most outstanding talent among the civilian followers, and has always been the most loved by His Highness. It is related to long-term plans. Thinking of this, Bertard gritted his teeth and made a decision. He shouted orders to the lieutenant.

"Here is under your command! Defeat the remnants of the enemy, shoot and kill!"

Afterwards, the samurai leader carried a longbow on his back, threw away the chasing guards, quickly bypassed the fighting army formation, and rushed into the forest like a tiger and wolf. He quickly found the moving track in the woods, and hurriedly chased it away.

At the end of the long trajectory, the hound Yoku stopped again, looking at the feathered arrow above his head that disappeared into the forest. He made a gesture in a low-key manner, asked the two guards to cover the king, and then turned around again. The peerless samurai had a deep complexion, like the bottom of a dark and endless lake, staring deeply at the chasing black wolf.

A hundred paces away, Toltek swung the longbow in his hand. He was excited and grinned happily.

"Yuku, I, the Toltek, have finally caught up with you! Don't run away anymore, and let's have a showdown to see who is the bravest warrior!!"

Yuku's face was like a sculpture, and he didn't make a sound. He was silent for a moment, took out a jar of divine water from his arms, tore off the sealed pottery lid, and drank it completely for the first time. Then, an abnormal blush appeared on his face, and majestic power quickly surged through his body.

Feeling the sudden vitality and inexplicable excitement, the hound finally couldn't help showing a pre-hunting grin!