The Aztlan army launched an attack on the tribesmen. At first, the military situation was like rows of surging waves. As the Aztlans ran, the center of the military formation protruded forward, like a bird's beak breaking through the waves, and the two wings were pressed back, like solid and plump wings. The sharp roars were like the long cry of a falcon before hunting. This huge and terrifying eagle swept slowly and powerfully across the plains and pounced on the lambs huddled in a ball at the tribe's gate.
Just when the two sides were about to touch, the waves stopped rushing as if they suddenly hit a dam. The waves broke, and dozens of spears were thrown from the hands of the Aztlans who rushed to the front first, splashing towards the tribe. The waves from behind came one after another, and hundreds of spears seemed to turn into a shower of rain, falling towards the tribe's camp.
I don't know how many tribesmen fell in this round of spear throwing. The chief was unwilling to be beaten like this and led the tribe's warriors to counterattack. They learned how to throw the stone spears in their hands, but the tips of the Aztlan stone spears were sharp obsidian, while the tips of their stone spears were just rough polished stones, with the tip of the stone spears on the front being added. Most of the Aztlans were elite warriors, equipped with heavy cotton armor. This round of spear throwing did not have much effect.
The chief blushed, picked up the Aztlan throwing spear that fell beside him, and threw it back. The tribesmen also imitated his example and threw the throwing spear back. But this did not kill the morale of the Aztlan people. The Aztlan let out a hearty cry. The Aztlan warrior in the center took the spare weapon handed by his entourage and waved it towards the tribesmen in front, while the Aztlan soldiers on the two wings took out their dart throwers and slings and threw the darts and slings. The stones were shot towards the tribesmen, supporting the battle in the center.
The chief left dozens of people to protect the old and young compatriots in the rear, while he led the remaining two hundred people to launch a countercharge towards the Aztlan army.
Two Aztlan warriors with spears rushed towards the chief. The chief grabbed the tip of a spear with one hand and swung it hard, throwing the two Aztlan warriors with their spears, knocking down a large number of people. .
"Charge towards the flag in the center!" he shouted to the men of the tribe. He knew that passive defense would inevitably lead to defeat, and there was only one way to win - to penetrate into the center of the enemy's formation and behead the enemy generals!
Immediately, five more Aztlan warriors attacked the chief. The chief shouted loudly and held the five spears under his armpits. The Aztlan warrior tried to pull out the spear, but the spear remained motionless as if it were inserted into a stone. They tried to push the chief back with their spears, but the chief remained as towering as a mountain. But the chief's eyes widened, his waist twisted hard, and with a "clack", all five spears were broken.
"Don't worry about anything, just rush forward regardless of the cost!" He yelled again, "Only those who are not afraid of death have a chance to live!
Seventeen more people gathered around. The chief wondered why he was facing so many people at the same time. When he turned around, he realized that all the tribesmen following him had been separated and blocked by the Aztlan people. Only the people who rushed into the formation were He alone.
The chief roared to the sky. He leaned to the right, used his left armpit to catch the five spears thrust from the left, and then connected the five spears with the Aztlan soldiers who grabbed the spears. He wanted to turn left, dodged the five spears thrust from the right, and tucked them under his right armpit. Seven spears stabbed towards his chest. He flew up, kicked five spears away one after another, and trampled the remaining two spears on the ground with his feet!
After completing this series of actions, the chief roared to the sky again, with a bit of sadness in his voice, like a lion being forced to the edge of a cliff.
That's it for now. The twelve soldiers worked together and pushed the spear forward hard. Although the chief screamed desperately, his body was still pushed back bit by bit. Taking advantage of his unstable body, the ten soldiers on the left and right loosened their spears, and at the same time the two soldiers in the middle lifted their spears. The chief immediately couldn't stand and fell to the ground.
As a young chief, he was able to face an enemy army of two hundred men alone. But he is already old. Even if he uses magic to temporarily increase his life force, it will only return to the state when he was young and did not use magic.
He heard the cries of his own countrymen. The two hundred people who rushed in after him had been divided into more than twenty teams of different sizes, and were engaged in a trapped beast fight with the Aztlan people coming from all directions.
He knew that the tribe was going to perish.
Compatriots from more than five hundred tribes, without exception, will become slaves of the Aztlan people, or sacrifices to the Aztlan gods.
The Aztlan soldier swung his spear at him as he fell to the ground. He was unable to resist, so he just propped himself up slightly, trying to see through the crowd where Wuwuyi had gone.
A gust of wind suddenly passed between him and the Aztlan soldiers!
The Aztlan soldiers didn't see anything clearly, but the chief's eyes suddenly widened - he saw clearly the true appearance of the gust of wind. It was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old. He rushed from outside the military formation into the formation at an astonishing speed, slipped through the gaps in the crowd with unparalleled agility, and kept heading this way. He crouched down and dodged several spears that were about to stab the chief, but his speed did not slow down at all. The dagger in his hand cut across the ankles of the soldiers one after another as he ran. Due to his speed, the soldiers did not even realize that they had been injured.
When the boy stopped and stood in front of him, the soldiers fell down, holding their legs on the ground and wailing.
"Hey, grandpa, you are weaker than I expected."
These were the first words out of his mouth.
"It's obvious that the magic is very strong. Is it because the user is too old? It's nerve-wracking. In this case, even a duel would be meaningless."
In the battle of thousands of troops, one could be killed at any time. The boy scratched his hair as if nothing had happened.
"Turn around!" the chief suddenly shouted. He saw a warrior holding a maquawit quietly approaching the boy from behind.
But the boy didn't know whether he didn't hear clearly or didn't understand. He just continued scratching his hair.
"What should we do... Hey, grandpa, how about you pass this magic on to someone else? Before that, you have to live well?"
The Aztlan warrior swung Macquawit down. The boy grinned, then casually pointed the dagger back. Although he didn't look at the situation behind him at all, the dagger accurately caught the weapon swung by the Aztlan warrior.
"Don't worry, grandpa. I am protected by Hermes. After working hard for several years, I have reached the elf level. Although I can't read all other people's thoughts as clearly as that pill, it does help me. I can still read how hostile people plan to attack."
As he spoke, he threw the dagger in his other hand back casually. The dagger flew straight towards the eyes of the Aztlan warrior as if it had eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when the warrior was dodging, the boy suddenly swung away from Macquawit, turned around, and the dagger left in his hand accurately passed through the gap in the cotton armor, wiping open the Aztlan warrior's neck.
The chief's eyes widened in shock: "Who are you?"
"Ah? Grandpa, have you forgotten me? I obviously came here with the boss before."
The boy turned his head and smiled.
"My name is Gan. Grandpa, if you hold on a little longer, reinforcements from Boss Hestein will be here soon."
