Under the vast sky, there are two royal flags with the same pattern. The two kings under the king's banner were only two to three hundred meters apart at this time.
Shulot didn't blink for a moment, staring intently at Tisoke not far away.
The muzzle velocity of the longbow exceeds 60 meters per second, and with just one breath, hundreds of arrows fly towards him. With the sharpness to pierce everything, they shot through the gaps in the shield, breaking through the strong leather armor and piercing deeply into the soft body. Then another arrow emerged from the body, breaking through the leather armor again, piercing into another soft part, and blood suddenly gushes out!
Shulot opened his eyes wide. He saw that at the moment when the sound of the bow was drawn, a guard with broken hair stepped forward without hesitation and knocked Tisok down, and the king's command flag was immediately broken. Then the surrounding guards pounced towards the center without hesitation. They had no time to raise their wooden shields, so they could only use their backs as shields to form a two-layer human wall to protect the king.
The feather arrows arrived almost at the same time. The powerful long bow penetrated the body, and more than ten peripheral guards were shot to death in an instant. The long arrow that penetrated the body continued to advance, and then nailed the inner guards together, making them unable to move.
At this time, the guards from the outside rushed in. They struggled to tear apart the fallen guards and long arrows, and rescued the king from the human shield. The king's skull helmet had fallen off in the attack, and the young man saw Tisoke's messy long hair and his frightened face.
"Hey!" The young man let out a long sigh of regret, "He is indeed a loyal guard with broken hair!"
The guards quickly erected two layers of thick wooden shields, completely blocking the direction of the bow and arrow, and the young man could no longer see Tisok's expression.
Then, the king's flag was hoisted again, and he retreated quickly under the cover of the shields of the guards. The second round of shooting followed. The long arrows broke through the shields of the front row of guards, leaving nearly ten more corpses. A few seconds later, the final third round of shots was inserted into the retreating shield and returned in vain.
Shulot was feeling a little regretful when a deep and inhuman roar came from his ears. He trembled, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Totec's fierce attack and the powerful figure approaching rapidly.
The cold-blooded commander-in-chief instantly judged the power of the longbow as soon as he heard the muffled sound of the bow during the charge. He turned around, but before he could return to the rescue, he saw Tisok being knocked down by the guards and having an arrow inserted into his body. In just a few seconds, Tisok was dragged out by the guards, revealing his pale face.
Totec was determined in his heart, and after a moment's thought, he determined the key to this battle. He then let out a crazy roar and rushed towards Avitt, who was not far away. The warrior's charge was about 8 meters per second. In just four or five breaths, Totec led four hundred guards and rushed to Avitt.
The Avitt family warriors raised their shields to fight without hesitation. A warrior protected his upper body with a shield, and the bronze spear in his right hand stabbed Totec mercilessly. As the most loyal force, family warriors also have the best weapons and leather armor.
Totec just dodged slightly and nimbly avoided the sharp copper spear. Then he took a step forward and kicked the samurai's leg in front from the left with a precise kick. The huge force caused the warrior on the opposite side to immediately lose their center of gravity. The warrior leaned forward and tilted the shield in his hand, exposing his neck. A huge copper ax followed closely behind, and the sharp ax blade struck accurately, and immediately the head was cut into two pieces, with bright red splashing like a waterfall.
Totec did not stop, slashing forward like a whirlwind. He flashed his steps to avoid the warrior's side attack, which was the flexibility of a tiger; he struck accurately and broke through the warrior's front defense, which was the swiftness of a leopard; he slashed with great force, directly cutting the warrior in half! This is bear power. In the battle formation, there are no complicated moves, only refined slashes, sublime dodges, and extremely precise judgments.
Wherever the giant ax travels, thousands of armies are ready to make trouble. Totec killed more than a dozen elite warriors along the way, his bravery was unparalleled in the world!
In just a moment, he had already rushed within ten steps of Avitt, threatening the king's life.
Shulot looked dazzled.
"What a peerless warrior!" The young man murmured, "Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles."
He has received warrior training for more than three years and has a clear understanding of the martial arts skills of warriors. The Totec in front of me has already stood at the top of the samurai ranks. He is the "Champion Swordsman" in Europe, the "enemy of ten thousand" in China, and the unparalleled "Sword Master" in Japan!
As a "Sword Master", Totec not only has terrifying strength and speed, but also has absolute combat control. He grasps the distance with extreme accuracy, controls his body flawlessly, and knows the enemy's reaction very well.
This can no longer be achieved simply through training. A "Sword Master" must be extremely talented and undergo countless life and death tests before he can reach this human limit.
Shulot thought quickly, and the best way to deal with this kind of "Sword Master" was to shoot from a distance. When the distance is too dense to a certain extent, human reactions cannot be avoided. Hundreds of muskets, longbows, and crossbows were fired at the same time. No matter how great a hero was, he had no choice but to perish.
The young man immediately asked the longbow guards to retreat, widened the shooting distance, and looked for a shooting angle.
Shulot continued to look around the battlefield. It was too late for the long-range attack, so he could only use another method now.
It was necessary to let the warriors with large shields approach densely from all directions to reduce the space for the "Sword Master" to move. As long as the scope of movement is limited and the samurai can fight more with less, the "Sword Master"'s physical strength will be quickly depleted. Once the melee attacks are intensive enough, it will also be a death.
He immediately signaled, and the warriors who followed him raised their shields to support him, and the warriors of Avit's family also formed a dense formation. However, at this time, the Broken Hair Guards had already rushed after him. They also attacked violently, brandishing copper axes and war clubs, tearing gaps in the shield array and containing the troops in front.
Totec took the opportunity to kill several people, rushed into the shield formation, and rushed within five steps of Avit. The king's flag was close at hand.
Everything happened in just a few breaths. Faced with Totec's power, Avitt subconsciously began to retreat. Although he is also an excellent warrior and can defeat many people with his martial arts skills, he is obviously still far from being able to face such an unparalleled warrior.
Stanley, the giant bear warrior next to him, also roared. Without hesitation, he raised his shield to meet him and swept his war stick across.
After a brief exchange, Totec judged that the strength of the opposing warrior was not inferior to his own. He immediately adjusted his strategy, dodged slightly to the side, took half a step forward to the left, and narrowly avoided the war stick. Then, he swung the battle ax weighing more than ten kilograms, nimbly avoiding the front of the giant shield, and suddenly slashed it down from the right side of Stanley's stick, with the power of breaking through the air.
Once compared with reactions, Stanley obviously couldn't keep up with Totec's agility. He could only reluctantly turn sideways and protect his chest with the shield in his left hand. There was a loud bang, and a deep gap was cut in the wooden shield. Stanley was shaken back, and his steps lost stability. The continuous slashes were like thunder, and Stanley could only defend with his giant shield, unable to attack again. He gradually lost his center of gravity, staggered sideways and rearward, and got out of the way to Wang Qi.
Shulot felt bad. Within ten steps, everyone was wiped out and Avitt was in danger.
Facing the "Sword Master", the last resort is to have multiple generals cooperate. This kind of cooperation requires extremely high experience and skills, and generals also risk death at any time.
The young man looked eagerly at the warrior captain beside him: "Bertard, let's go to support Avitt!"
Bertard showed a rare hesitation. He looked at Avitt, who was in danger more than ten meters away, and then at the tall king's flag, and then whispered: "King, you can win this battle! You should be the king..."
The young man did not hear these profound words. He had already rushed out and rushed towards Avit under the king's banner.
Bertard sighed and shook his head slightly. He also sprinted fiercely and followed after him.
Seeing Avitt close at hand, Totec no longer struggled with Stanley.
He turned the giant ax slightly and slapped it hard with the huge axe. The giant shield in front of him trembled, and Stanley once again fell into the sluggish state of unbalanced center of gravity. Immediately, Totec took two more steps forward and slashed across the chest of the last warrior blocking the way. Blood immediately poured out, dyeing his face red, and also dyed Avitt red behind him.
Now, in front of the unparalleled Totec, only the royal brother was left holding a decorative shield and a divine staff. Red dripped from Totec's cold face, and he finally broke into a bloody smile.
Life and death happened in an instant. Avitt's mind went blank, and memories of the past flashed through him like lightning: the birth of the most noble royal family in the alliance, the carefree childhood doted on by the queen's mother, the handsome young man raised by the king's eldest brother, and the respect of the nobles of the capital. The talented young man was hinted by the throne inherited from his grandfather's staff. It was a bright and smooth twenty years!
Then he led the army and was defeated in the bloody battle of Tarasco; the nobles who returned to the capital and suffered heavy casualties were dissatisfied; the eldest brother died and the second brother ascended the throne was heartbroken; the new king was jealous and the priests rejected the murderous intention; It is the secret patience of being deprived of power and bowing down. That is the darkest valley in life.
In the end, it was a fateful meeting, an interesting boy, and a sincere relationship. The young man dispelled the loneliness of his nocturnal journey, resolved his deep-seated resentment, and gave him a glimmer of hope. Seizing this opportunity, he no longer hesitated, once he took advantage of the wind, he would fight to the end as an eagle!
And now, looking at the giant ax that Totec was about to swing without hesitation, figures flashed in his mind: mother, eldest brother, second brother, wife, boy... In the end, the picture settled on a smiling and beautiful girl. , the elf and smart girl, that is the gentlest harbor in his cold heart.
"Alyssa..." Avitt did not retreat any further. He just looked at the south calmly and said goodbye gently.
"Whoops!" The giant ax cut through the air, and the air flow blew the bun, but it made an empty space.
The young man finally arrived. He grabbed the big flag behind the teacher and pulled it back hard.
Avitt staggered back, and his helmet was scraped by the tip of the ax, leaving a crack. Then it fell off while moving, and the noble's long hair was instantly scattered.
"Avit, don't be stupid, run away! Run!" Shulot dragged Avitt hard and fled to the warrior formation at the rear. Fortunately, after years of training, the boy's body had acquired the outline of a warrior, and he could run while dragging a person with him.
Bertard held the rear position for the two of them. He raised his shield and managed to block the roaring and charging Totec.
Seeing that the chance of victory was about to escape before his eyes, Totec was like a violent giant, bursting out with infinite ferocity. He swung his giant ax continuously, casually killing the warriors coming from the left and right, and then slashed at Bertard like a wave.
As a senior warrior who has practiced martial arts for thirty years, Bertard's combat experience is much higher than Stanley. He doesn't have Stanley's strength, nor does he accept Totec's attacks forcefully. He just moved flexibly to keep up with Totec's offensive rhythm and tried to avoid the front of the Tomahawk.
The warrior leader flashed his steps and turned his body sideways. The shield in his left hand blocked the battle ax from the side, and the battle stick in his right hand struck sideways, deflecting the trajectory of the axe. This kind of defense is a dance between life and death, requiring extremely agile movements and unusually skilled martial arts. If you are not the most senior warrior, you will never be able to continuously seize the opportunity.
Under Totec's surging attack, Bertard was forced to retreat in small steps. He avoided the maximum power of the battle ax, but he kept entangled, blocking Totec's pursuit route. The warrior commander managed to hold on for three or four breaths, and Stanley behind him finally recovered. He roared angrily, raised his giant shield again, and rushed towards Totec. The giant shield slapped and blocked, helping Bertard to share the pressure. The two of them cooperated with each other and were finally able to stand their ground, stabilize their defenses, and work together to block Totec's advance.
From the long bow firing and assault, to the retreat of the two kings and the fighting between the generals, in less than half a quarter of an hour, the guards on both sides had already killed dozens of people each.
The same war drums sounded at the same time, startling the birds in the forest and shaking the clouds in the sky. Like an ensemble, the silent warriors on both sides began to advance under the orders of the war drums.
Seeing the changes in the center of the battlefield, the Teotihuacan city-state army, which had been well prepared, was the first to react. They launched an attack immediately!
"Depose the king and return home!" With a uniform shout, Shusok led Orosh to charge. Two hundred Jaguar warriors resolutely charged towards King Tisoke's flag, which began to retreat. The remaining three thousand legions quickly advanced north, inserting themselves into the gap between the Thousand Eagles Chapter and the King's Banner, and dividing them first.
Seeing Tisok's royal flag briefly falling and then raising, the Eagle noble warriors were in an uproar, speculating on the king's life and death. Subsequently, the Teotihuacan army suddenly rebelled, completely cutting off their contact with the king. The noble warriors were shaken in morale and hesitated in action.
Then, a thousand jaguar noble warriors roared over and took the initiative to confront the Eagle Fighting Group. These noble warriors have always been agile and good at rapid assaults, but this time they changed from normal. The Jaguar warriors formed a formation, held shields, and roared loudly, but they only engaged in scattered attacks with the opponent.
The noble warriors on both sides came from the royal capital, and most of them knew each other well and were related to each other. Without the king's order, they would not take the initiative to fight for their lives.
The royal family's 17,000 direct samurai also fought together. They looked at each other's familiar faces and looked at the violently changing situation in the center of the battlefield, just like the violently changing people's hearts! The warriors looked at each other, ignoring the distant urging of the legion commander. They slowed down their movements and reached some indescribable tacit understanding. It looks like a battle, but in fact it is more like a confrontation.
The warriors on both sides just waved their shields at each other, guarded each other closely, and shouted without meaning. Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding. They were distracted and looked at the two royal flags in the distance, watching the development of the situation.
The real battle only took place around Wang Banner, but it was fierce beyond imagination.
When Totec heard the shout, he quickly glanced back and saw Shusok leading the city-state army to attack the king's flag. He felt cold in his heart, and looked forward again. Shuluo pulled Avitt and had escaped twenty meters away. The retreating longbow warriors further behind had begun to stop, organize their formation, and raised their longbows again. .
Victory quickly escapes from his hands, and the king is about to be in danger! Totec's heart skipped a beat, and he once again let out an inhuman roar. He charged forward in two short steps and reached Bertard, but without any defense, he just threw the giant ax diagonally.
"King, squat down!" Bertard turned his head and shouted eagerly, regardless of attacking Totec.
The giant ax rotated and came through the air. Shulot turned around when he heard the sound, trembling with fright. He pulled Avitt violently, and they both fell to the ground at the same time. The whistling giant ax flew over the head, slashing Avitt's command flag with a crash, and then with a pop, it penetrated deeply into the soil in front of the boy, and the ax handle was within reach.
Shulot subconsciously touched his head. Fortunately, fortunately, the head is still there and not bald.
Then he looked at Avitt again. The teacher was also frightened and couldn't help but touch his scattered hair. From the teacher's face, the boy saw unabashed fear and fear for the first time.
Shulot looked at Totec's powerful figure again, only to see that he had turned around, dodged Stanley's war club with nimble steps, resisted Bertard's side attack with his double-layered leather armor, and then exerted force on his feet again, without a trace. He rushed towards Tisok's royal flag without stopping.
The Broken Hair Guards were also divided into two halves, half of them followed Totec to save him, and the other half continued to fight to the death. Longbow shots came immediately, killing dozens of janitor warriors, but Totec was far away.
The surrounding family warriors arrived again, protected the two of them layer by layer, and raised the royal flag on the ground again.
The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. He took off his helmet and wiped the sweat on his head with the leather armor of his arm. The sprint and escape just now was too tiring, and he had completely reached the peak of his fifty-meter sprint.
After calming down for a while, Shulot stretched out his hand and tried to pull out the giant ax that was completely embedded in the soil in front of him, but he couldn't pull it out for a while.
The young man looked at the burly figure retreating from the distance, the bright red and blood-stained armor, and the mood that had just calmed down was stirred up again. He finally couldn't help but praise loudly.
"What a peerless general!"
"Unparalleled? What do you mean? No one can compare to it?" Avitt also recovered quickly, his face calm again. He put on the majesty of a king, concealed his emotional fluctuations, and examined the fierce battlefield and the unpredictable human heart.
"Yes, I knew Totec was so powerful, but I never imagined that he would be so powerful! His robes were stained with blood and his armor was red. He rushed into battle to help his lord in danger since ancient times. How could Tisok have such an unparalleled general!"
The young man's heart was already full of envy.
Avitt thought quietly. Shulot was able to save himself from Totec's rapid attack, which shows that the young man rushed over without hesitation when he saw the critical situation. He then remembered that before the decisive battle, he had announced to the generals that in the event of death, the student would inherit the throne.
The king remained silent. His face was as flat as a lake, and he looked at the battlefield quietly, but complex feelings were stirring in his heart.
"After this battle, you are also my unparalleled general!"
