Chapter 17 Festival (15)

Style: Fantasy Author: Corsica 14Words: 2155Update Time: 24/01/11 14:43:01
The dark night sky echoed with Tesosomok's shouts. But there was no voice response. Tesozomoc snorted and gave a look, signaling the Aztlan warriors to rush into the house.

"Which one?" the Aztlan warriors asked with gestures.

Tesosomok was about to choose a house, but was stopped by Ella.

"Be careful of ambush," Ella said.

Tesosomok reacted and nodded cautiously. He saw that all these houses had only one floor, and understood that the ambush soldiers inside had a poor view, so he asked the soldiers to help him to the outside of a house and knocked on the door panel with his hand.

"Choose this one!" he shouted outside the house, "Drag the people inside out!"

Having said that, his hand pointed in a completely different direction. His warriors understood this, and while making noisy footsteps, they divided into small groups, lowered their bodies, and sneakily approached the house Tesosomok pointed to. With the sound of the door being kicked, the team unexpectedly broke into the house and quickly took out two civilians from inside.

There was a rustling commotion all around, but still no one came out.

The ones dragged out by the warriors were an old man and an old woman. They were old and had no energy to resist at all, so they were dragged and thrown in front of Sosomok at will. A warrior brought a pot that he had found from the house to Tesosomok. The smell of incense was rising from the pot.

Tesosomok brought his head closer and sniffed, confirming that this was the incense that would be used in sacrificial activities to temporarily make the magic of the Sun War God disappear.

"This incense is not cheap." Tesosomok looked at the couple displeased, "Where did you get it from?"

The old couple were so frightened that they knelt on the ground tremblingly, unable to say anything.

"I'm afraid you two old men can't take care of yourselves." Tesosomok sneered, "It's so late, where are your children? Where are they now?"

The two old men shook their heads in panic.

"Then, are you going to lie to me?" Tesosomok's smile became more sinister. "You know what the consequences will be, right?"

"Tesosomoc!"

Ella shouted from the side. Tesosomok suddenly felt as if a bucket of water had been poured on him. He took a deep breath and shook his head vigorously.

"You tried to attack us and ignored my questions. I won't kill you ten times. But our opponent today is not you, but Osomat." Tesosomok said, "Quetzalcoatl is ready To release the prisoners of war in the hands of Osomat, and use him and his warriors as substitutes for the sacrifices in the festival. This is luck that fell from the sky for you, do you understand?"

The old couple was trembling on the ground, wondering if they understood.

"Quetzalcoatl wants to save your compatriots, do you understand?" Tesosomok's voice became louder, "If you understand, then tell me the location of the local elders!"

The old man finally reacted and stretched out his finger in a certain direction:

"Go in this direction...pass a bridge and walk into an open space. The building facing north...is the elder's room."

"Fortunately, you understand."

Tesozomoc signaled the Aztlan warrior to let go of the old couple. He glanced at the surrounding houses again, said "hum", and led the Aztlan warriors in the direction pointed by the old man.

"These incense were originally prepared to deal with Osomat. Osomat didn't notice him. Fortunately, we are here today. Otherwise, the Aztlan Empire might lose control of a city-state." Sosomok whispered to Ella as he walked away, "No matter what, Osomat is not qualified to continue to be Tratoani."

"Are you going to use this reason to take over this place?"

"For the Sun King to explain this, as for the confrontation between the Sun War God and Quetzalcoatl, it will only be spread as a rumor." Tesosomok said, "The people can believe the rumors, but the Sun King cannot. This can delay a little time. , to prevent the Sun King from suddenly attacking us."

Ella nodded. She doesn't know much about the political situation in Aztlan and shouldn't interfere too much in Tesozomoc's decisions.

Suddenly, the procession stopped. The warrior walking in the front turned his head and shouted back: "Tratoani! There is no bridge ahead! It is a dead end!"

"What did you say?"

Tesosomok was startled. Almost at the same time, a row of people suddenly emerged from the rooftops of the houses on both sides, each holding a stick about as tall as a person.

"Raise the shield!" Tesosomok ordered in a panic, "Raise it above your head!"

Ella was not as panicked as Tesosomok. Although they were ambushed, the number of enemies that emerged was less than a hundred, and they did not hold bows and arrows. The only sticks they had were blunt-ended, which could not be considered weapons at all. But here, more than 200 enemies were replaced by iron ones. Weapons for elite warriors. She even felt that Tesosomoc was overreacting.

What surprised Ella even more was that the enemies actually put their long sticks to their mouths, as if they wanted to play some musical instrument.

Tesozomoc was protected by shields by the Aztlan warriors on both sides. He turned his head and saw that Ella was still standing there. He was so frightened that he hurriedly pushed the warrior on the left towards Ella and shouted at the same time. Said: "Master God Envoy, squat down quickly!"

Soon after, countless piercing sounds suddenly sounded in the night sky. The warrior who was pushed over by Tesosomok pushed Ella to the ground and raised the iron shield upwards. Only a few "clang, clang, clang, clang" sounds were heard, and the shield received several heavy blows one after another.

"This is a hunting weapon used by local residents." Tesosomok explained to Ella under the shield. "The sharpened arrows are in those long blowpipes, and they will be shot out as soon as they are blown. They have no lethality. But it’s poisoned!”

Fortunately, iron shields and armor are enough to withstand these wooden arrows. A hail of arrows fell, and all Tesosomok's warriors were unscathed. The enemy on the roof was obviously surprised and stopped what he was doing. Almost at the same time, countless footsteps sounded, and men with various weapons poured out from different directions, completely surrounding Ella and others.

Ella took a cursory glance and saw that the people surrounding them were of various ages, including old men in their fifties and sixties, as well as children aged twelve or thirteen. They were obviously not regular soldiers, but their number clearly exceeded a thousand. Coupled with the enemies on the roof holding long-range weapons, she was already trapped in a tight siege.

"Perhaps there is a misunderstanding between us." With the support of the soldiers, Tesosomok stood up from under the shield and explained with a smile, "We are preparing to join forces with you this time to capture Osomat and release you. of the captive brothers.”

"We will not join forces with the Aztlans! We will kill Osomat ourselves, and we will save the captured people!" Someone in the crowd shouted, "This is our land! There are no Aztlans. A place of refuge!”