Aztec Eternals

The sky is bright and the earth is golden. The wind was full of the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with the shouts of Mexica warriors.

"Fireball ready!"

"Yes! Lord God bless you!"

"put!"

"Boom!. Bang!"

More than a dozen burning fireballs buzzed from the small catapult, like shining meteors! They crossed a distance of more than a hundred steps, made a few loud "bang" noises, and bombarded the 67-meter-high south city wall. Soon, more blazing flames ignited above and below the masonry city wall, exuding pungent poisonous smoke, and scorching the blue stone wall to black!

A burning fireball accurately landed on the top of the city, bringing death flames! Several Tlaxcala warriors screamed in an instant, turning into flaming fireballs and falling from the high city wall.

"Ah!. Bang!"

"Fireball ready!"

A Mexica captain had no expression on his face, and gave orders in a cold voice.

"Yes! Lord God bless you!"

Dozens of Preepecha warriors were busy and quickly installed flammable paper fireballs, and then ignited them carefully.

"put!"

"Boom!. Bang!"

More than a dozen fireballs filled with sulfur rose again, roaring and shooting into the city. After a while, a large cloud of poisonous smoke from burning sulfur diffused behind the city, causing the enemy warriors preparing behind the wall to let out a heart-piercing cough.

"Ahem! Ahem! God of Hunting, it's that damn demon breath again! Ahem!!"

"Quick! Quick! Let the militia dump the mud and wet sand! Keke!"

After five rounds of fireballs, the inside and outside of Nancheng were filled with flames and poisonous smoke. Behind the city wall, two hundred Tlaxcala warriors roared nervously, urging nearly a thousand militiamen, busy back and forth desperately. The militiamen, with their upper bodies bare and carrying bamboo baskets, kept throwing the hastily excavated sand onto the inextinguishable flames. However, the poisonous smoke was always dispersed, and from time to time someone let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground silently. Afterwards, countless bare feet stepped on it, letting the god of death go away with a full load.

"Hold on! Hold on!! If the enemies of the Mexica are allowed to enter the city, the whole city, regardless of men or women, will be sacrificed!"

On the head of Nancheng, more than a dozen city-state nobles, with red eyes and blackened faces, roared and directed the defenders like ghosts. Their determination to resist is as firm as a stone wall, without any doubts. Because, this time, the enemies are the neighbors who have been fighting each other for decades, who love to sacrifice noble species the most, the powerful Mexica Alliance! If Shuigu City falls, the untouchables may escape with their lives, but the nobles will definitely die!

"Misquartel, the god of hunting, is protecting us! Our water valley city is the ancient Atlixco (now Atlixco), a solid stone city that has not fallen for two hundred years! The mother river of Talsas flows from the city The outflow will continue to flow, bringing warriors and food from the alliance! Glorious warriors, we are the gateway to the south of the alliance, protecting the rich hinterland of the alliance, and guarding the holy city of Cholula behind! Today, you must fight for God of Hunting, for the Tlaxcala Alliance, for the noble holy city, and for your wives and children against evil spirits, fight to the end!!"

A priest of the God of Hunting stood at the top of the city, vigorously brandishing the short ritual arrow in his hand. He preached loudly with fanaticism, using the same branch of the Nahua language as the Mexica, and inspired the morale of the warriors!

The priest wears a long feather crown, and his clothes are quite similar to those of the Mexica priests. It's just that on his robe, the god of hunting is painted, and there is a jade plate hanging around his neck. On the jade plate, of course, is an abstract engraving of Misquatel, who is the biological father of the Feathered Serpent God in the legend of Tlaxcala, the sacred "serpent in the cloud"!

"For the God of Hunting! Cough to resist the demons! Cough. Fight to the death!!"

Seven or eight hundred Tlaxcala warriors were holding weapons in their hands, covering their mouths and noses with clothes, and guarding the city tightly. They coughed violently and shouted with difficulty, but they did not dare to leave the city wall at all. Several thousand-man battalions of Mexica are forming outside the southern city, ready to attack at any time.

"Very good! The enemy is almost unable to stand on the top of the city."

Black Wolf Toltek nodded slowly, his eyes full of fighting spirit. Holding a command flag, wearing a bronze armor, and carrying a longbow, he stands on the hill, with the red and black legion banner erected behind his back. At this moment, when he looked up, gunpowder smoke lingered under the mountains, shouts echoed in the valley, and flames burned in the city!

"Commander Artillery Battalion, Condor Cannon, shoot!"

The herald flew down the hill to the battlefield outside the city of Shuigu. Six Sun Condor cannons, more than one meter long, were ready to aim at the southern city wall two hundred paces away. And around the Condor Cannon, besides the gunner who operated the cannon, there were a full two hundred elite Mexica warriors, holding shields, guarding the precious Condor Cannon.

"Order: Condor Cannon, shoot!"

"Yes! Lord God bless you!"

The gunners ignited the lead ropes together, then covered their ears and squatted on both sides of the copper cannon.

"shoot!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Six terrifying roars exploded in the valley one by one, like thunder that destroys the world! Six two-pound stone bullets, with enormous power, bombarded fiercely on the tower.

"Puff."

"The supreme god of hunting, Misquartel! Please lower your divine power and defeat the evil in the west. Ah! Ugh!"

A large piece of blood bloomed instantly on the top of the city. After that, there were screams that did not resemble human voices, and screams of fear that could not be suppressed!

The two stone bullets accurately hit the defenders, ran over the bodies along the way, and pulled out two tragic blood mist. The other few stone bullets either hit the city tower and shattered the erected shields; or they hit the city wall together, causing a little shaking. After a round of bombardment, at least a dozen of the hundreds of defenders in Nancheng were killed, and the rest were all terrified!

"Very good! The Sun Condor Cannon is really a god-given weapon!"

Hei Lang nodded in satisfaction, and tightly held the order flag in his hand. He desperately wanted to swing again, but had to wait for the copper cannon to be reloaded.

"Unfortunately, it's not easy to cast the Condor Cannon, and there are still too few of them! There are only six in the South Route Army, and it takes half an hour to fire a round. Although there are many Yushenhu squatting cannons, they can't be used to attack the city. The cowardly Tlaxcala native dog will only stick to the fortress and dare not fight the legion in the field!"

"Come again! Condor Cannon, shoot!"

"Yes! Lord God bless you!"

The so-called blessing of the main god is to ask for the grace of God to let the poorly aimed siege weapons hit.

"shoot!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrible thunder resounded in the valley again, even drowning the desperate cries of the Tlaxcalans. The irresistible bombardment spewed out from the mouth of the golden giant beast! The warriors at the top of the city trembled with the militiamen, and fell to the ground tremblingly to pray. These days, they have used many lives to prove that this beast of death can destroy any obstacle once it hits!

"Ah! Ah! The Mexica people in the west! They fell into the abyss and joined forces with the volcanic monsters in the ground! Uh! Hoho!."

An old corpse wearing a feather crown, with a feather arrow in its throat, suddenly fell from the top of the city. In just a few breaths, he fell to the ground with a "bang", bursting into bright red. And even amidst the thunderous reverberation, a cry of extreme fear erupted from the top of the city of Shuigu.

"Ah! Hilo Priest Elder!!"

"Um?!"

Seeing this wonderful shot, Hei Lang shook the longbow behind his back, feeling itchy in his hands. The desire to fight is throbbing in his heart, making him want to shout, roar, throw down the handsome flag, and charge into battle himself! It's a pity that His Highness camped behind the legion, only a dozen miles away. And the king's banner of the black wolf stands on the hill behind, watching the entire legion and watching over him.

"Hey! This is the legion commander."

Hei Lang took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Afterwards, he was very interested and asked aloud.

"Who shot that arrow just now?"

"Boss, it's your former personal guard, Artillery Battalion Commander, Tupa!"

"Ah? It's this kid! Not bad, the archery has improved again! It's better than"

Hei Lang clapped his hands fiercely, paused, and smiled. Then, with a serious look on his face, he shouted sharply.

"Prepare to attack the city! The Longbow Battalion and the Pioneer Battalion are in place! A quarter of an hour later, the Terkos from the 1,000 Pioneer Battalion descended, pushed the shield car to cover, and transported the ladder to the city! The 1,000 Longbow Warriors advanced within 60 steps, Aim freely and shoot at the top of the city! After ten rounds of shooting, set up the ladder and let the dead soldiers of the vanguard battalion charge!"

Speaking of this, Hei Lang paused for a moment, his face full of wolf-like killing intent, which was daunting.

"Remember! Those who retreat from the vanguard, die, die, die! The warriors who climbed to the top of the city first will be promoted to the third rank of warriors, until they reach military nobles! After breaking through the important town of Shuigu City, the whole army will wash the city for two days, and all the vanguards will be rewarded!"