Thick dark clouds hung over the entire plain, and the warships coming along the river were as dark as the dark clouds in the sky. On the large long ship at the front, the battle flag of the bloody crow was waving impressively.
When the slaves who stayed behind to carry supplies stood up one after another, marveling at the vast spectacle, the longship carrying the Blood Crow flag had already washed ashore along with the wind and waves. The next second, the pirates swarmed off the ship like a swarm of bees leaving their nest.
Before the battle began, the outer wall of the camp protecting the Aztlan people was crushed by a huge and extremely destructive magic power, and then rain of arrows and flying axes poured in. Seeing the blood splashing out from their companions, the slaves' legs began to tremble. Before the pirates could get close, they abandoned their supplies and fled.
The Aztlan soldiers responsible for guarding these supplies drew their weapons and tried to intimidate the slaves to turn around and face the enemy. They yelled and killed one slave after another who dared to retreat, but the trembling they brought to the slaves was far less than that of the pirates who rushed over. In desperation, they could only rush forward to meet the enemy in person. But these pirates at the forefront are all the elites of the Pirate Kingdom. They are the personal guards of the lords of the Pirate Kingdom. Even the lords themselves are among the vanguard. There are twenty or thirty people gathered here just for natural level warriors. This is the elite of the elite. Coupled with the bravery of the pirates who have been trained in the extreme cold zones and the combat experience gained from plundering everywhere, this vanguard is undoubtedly the pinnacle of the infantry in the current era!
As soon as they made contact, these Aztlan soldiers supervising the battle were as defeated as the slaves.
Flames rose from the piles of supplies. This is a habitual action of pirate lords, and it doesn't even need anyone to direct it.
Seeing the black smoke rising from behind, Tesosomok suddenly panicked.
"How could this happen?" He asked himself helplessly, "How could this happen?"
——Isn’t this inevitable?
Ella thought to herself. Aztlan had never lost a battle, so Aztlan leaders such as Tesozomoc had no experience in retreating. A deployment like his is tantamount to exposing the weakest rear area to the enemy's eyes.
Compared with the thick smoke rising from behind, what shocked Ella was Hestein's actions: arriving within four days showed that he had already pushed the large army close before Lily sneaked in; and this was a well-timed attack. Time seems to indicate that the trends here have long been controlled by Hestein - during the four days when Tesosomoc wounded Xuechipepe, attacked the first battalion, and established his authority in front of the Aztlan soldiers. Here, Hestein sent out scouts to get a clear picture of the situation here.
Hestein strode in the queue, passing on the next order as he walked:
"Juventus, Mainio, and Dafgon, you go to the left to outflank; Newola, Heinesh, Ruita, you drive the enemy troops from the right to the left..."
Every name that came out of his mouth was that of a pirate lord who once terrorized the coastal cities of the Old World. Hestein did not hesitate to invest such a large amount of troops here just for the only war goal——
"Listen up, it doesn't matter what price you pay today, we must capture the King of Sweden alive!"
Only then did Tesozomoc's military order finally reach the lords of the Aztlan states: "Replace the rear team with the front team, counterattack, counterattack!"
However, when the group of lords changed direction, what rushed towards them was not the pirate kingdom's army, but the black slaves and defeated troops. Under the command of Hestein, the pirates drove these defeated troops toward the center, turning them into their own vanguard!
The rabble assembled by these lords was instantly dispersed by the defeated army. Under the subsequent attacks of the pirates, they soon fled in panic like slaves.
If they had fled just now, these lords' troops might have been able to avoid Tesosomoc's main military formation. But during the time it took them to turn around and face the enemy, they were surrounded on both sides by the pirate kingdom. By the time they were defeated, there was only one retreat route left. Tesosomok's military order not only failed to withstand the attack of the Pirate Kingdom, but doubled the number of people rushing towards his military formation!
——This is the result of placing a weak brigade at the front of the military formation. Even the troops in Tlacopan's headquarters showed fear at this time.
"Don't be afraid! The number of people on the other side is still smaller than ours!" Tessosomomok tried his best to support the morale of the soldiers. "Stay steady and you will have a chance!"
"No, sir!" a soldier shouted in panic, "the Trochititlan soldiers behind us also started to run away!"
"What did you say?"
Tesosomok's tiger body trembled. When he turned his head, he saw that the Aztlan soldiers had turned around and fled.
These leaders, big and small, who were affiliated with the Sun King were not willing to be commanded by Tesosomoc, but they had to obey under the pressure of Tesosomoc. Now that Tesosomok changed his army, they suddenly changed from the front army to the rear army, losing their restraint. With most of the battlefield defeated, they fled without any worries.
"asshole……"
Tesosomok's expression gradually became ferocious and terrifying. Suddenly, he rushed into the rout of the army alone and slammed his fist on the ground. The ground shook, throwing dozens of surrounding soldiers into the sky!
"No matter who it is, anyone who retreats will be executed directly!" He shouted loudly, "Execute, skin, dig out the heart, and sacrifice it to the Sun God of War! Let us increase our magic power, and then fight to the death with the opponent!"
"Tesosomok?" Ella gasped in shock, "Sacrifice? Sun War God?"
"Then what else can we do?" Tesosomok glanced back at Ella, "'Messenger of Quetzalcoatl,' can Quetzalcoatl help us solve this dilemma?"
Seeing that Ella didn't speak, Tesosomok looked coldly and waved his hand again:
"Do it and dig out the heart!"
The soldiers of Tlacopan State scrambled forward, dug out the heart of the half-dead soldier who fell on the ground alive, and stuffed it into his mouth. The soldiers who didn't get the heart also rushed forward, chasing the soldiers of the lords of each country and killing them. The scene was so bloody and horrific that the retreating soldiers stopped in their tracks. But the slaves behind could not see the scene in front, and continued to retreat under the pursuit of the pirates, pressing them in the direction of the Tlacopan soldiers.
In the eyes of ordinary soldiers of the Aztlan Empire, the people of these city-states have always been fish and meat that can be slaughtered at will. Since Tesosomok had given the order, there was no burden on them to do it.
Under the leadership of Tesosomok, they slaughtered the lord's soldiers wantonly, turning the battlefield into a bloody hell!
(End of chapter)
