The long wind blows thousands of miles, and after a season of dryness and prosperity, it brings the chill of late autumn. The sun shines brightly for thousands of miles, shining on the battle sticks of the elite warriors, falling into eyes filled with murderous intent, and transforming into the figures of the fortress defenders. Tarasco's defenders gathered silently on the city wall, piling up defensive equipment. Dark red blood stains condensed on the bluestone city wall and soaked in the gray-yellow soil, waiting for a new flow.
The Mexican camp was opened, and tens of thousands of warrior militiamen lined up one after another, filling the field in front of the fortress. The battlefield was filled with bursts of suppressed noises and uncontrollable growls.
Shulot, wearing a gorgeous feathered uniform with a towering flag on his back, stood on a newly built high platform in the center of the army. He summoned the "Black Wolf" Toltec and whispered a few instructions. The other party was well prepared, nodded and left. Then, the young commander summoned Natalie, the newly arrived commander of the Divine Blessing Corps, and gave a loud order.
"Praise the Lord God, He promises us victory today! Natalie, in today's siege, the canine descendants will be the first to attack, and the Divine Blessing Legion will be the second batch to attack the city. You will be the real main force!"
The young legion commander looked pious and nodded solemnly.
"Praise the Lord God! In the holy battle, we dedicate our lives to Him! In the fearless fight, we turn the fortress in front of us into an altar to the Lord God! The Divine Blessing Legion is ready and waiting for your orders at any time!"
Shulot nodded with satisfaction. The converted Otomi warriors are extremely pious and respectful, and he will try to minimize the casualties of these warriors. Thinking of this, he looked at Teacher Orosh next to him.
"Commander of the Orosh Army, are all the Tao Tribulus attacking the city ready?"
The mighty Jaguar warrior nodded. He had heard about the power of these new weapons, although he didn't quite believe it.
"The gunpowder craftsmen have prepared everything. Several batches of support have been provided, and there are now thousands of pottery balls."
The young commander expressed satisfaction. He patted Olosh on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.
"Teacher, I'll leave the siege to the east to you! The warriors from the western city-states will be the main force. We should try to contain the defenders here, but there is no need to force the leading nobles too much."
Orosh nodded understandingly.
"The Holy City and the nobles of various countries have had good friendships for generations. I will try my best to persuade them to attack in a few waves!"
Then, Shulot smiled slightly and ordered again.
"Bring the canine chiefs of Chichimec!"
Soon, dozens of dog-headed people came to His Highness with fear on their faces. From a distance of more than ten steps, everyone fell to their knees and shouted in awe.
"The great wizard who controls the soul!"
Shulot's face was expressionless and he ordered in a deep voice.
"The supreme god is paying attention to the divine war. He lowered the mythical weapons and condensed the divine power into a roaring ball. The divine power is always eager for life and will take away all living creatures around it! Now, you return to the tribe and choose A thousand of the most fearless warriors. They will carry mythical weapons and hurl them into the garrison at the top of the city.
Remember, the power craves life and the ball must be thrown accurately. If the enemy cannot be killed, the thrower will be executed as a sacrificial offering! "
Hearing the words of the translator, the canine chiefs showed deep fear and a little disbelief. The god of Mexica actually took action personally to help them in the war? ! After a while, the leaders fell to the ground to accept their orders and left obediently.
Shulot glanced not far away. Faced with a great battle, the canine warriors had no fear. They were armed with stone axes and hammers, and wore unarmored cloth clothes. They kept shouting and shouting provocations towards the city. The young commander thought for a moment and gave the order.
"Give each of the canine warriors a shield so that they can rush to the top of the city!"
The personal guards took the order and left, and the leaders also began to select fearless warriors, and everything was completed quickly.
Shulot looked around. Tens of thousands of troops were ready, and the battlefield was filled with heavy breathing and low shouts. He raised his head again and looked at the blazing sun rising into the sky. Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly waved the flag.
The fierce war drums suddenly sounded, with a majestic force that broke everything! The warriors let out a shout that shook the world, and then rushed forward with the command flag.
Four hundred crossbowmen stepped onto the earth platform first, and the roaring rain of arrows suppressed the city. Accompanied by several screams, the defenders at the top of the city lowered their bodies and carefully hid behind the earth platforms and wooden shields. Then, hundreds of shield carts carrying more than a thousand longbow warriors approached from the east and west city walls, and within a moment they were within ninety steps. Arrows were fired quickly from the top of the city, and the archers behind the shield carts also fired back one after another. The back and forth rain of arrows began to cover the sky!
The trumpet sounded, and hundreds of Otomi militiamen pushed more nest cars than last time, came to the city wall on the right, and began to tilt to suppress the city head. On the left wall of the last attack, wooden sheds have been built to cover the wall, but the right side has not yet been reinforced. Soon, the "咻咻" feather arrows shot out from behind the wooden planks of the nest car, cutting precise marks and nailing the exposed enemy to death. The enemy's archers also fired back at the nest cart one after another, shooting at the archers at the top of the nest cart and at the same time shooting down the militiamen pushing the nest cart.
The shrill horn sound sounded again, and attacks were launched outside the city walls on the east and west sides at the same time. Outside the restrained east wall, four thousand warriors from the western Mexica city-state set up ladders, and under the protection of strict shields, slowly approached the city, seeking support from shield chariots from time to time.
Outside the southern wall of the main attack, the Chichimec dog descendants were much braver. More than a thousand canine descendants only held wooden shields that covered half of their bodies, set up towering ladders, lined up in a loose formation, and rushed towards the city wall quickly. In just a few dozen breaths, the canine descendants rushed within fifty steps of the city wall and entered the dense projection range at the top of the city.
Without hesitation, Shulot waved the war flag again, and the sound of the war drums suddenly accelerated. The crossbowmen let out a low shout and fired a wave of sharp arrows. Thousands of Tarasco archers at the top of the city also fired, mixed with raindrops of spears and stones. Two waves of feather arrows crisscrossed in the air, like two layers of flying wings, penetrating into the weak bodies at the top of the city and below.
The ear-piercing howl was suddenly loud, even covering the sound of the war drums. In an instant, hundreds of people fell to the ground, and thousands of blood flowers bloomed in the wind. Then, the warm liquid flows freely, coating everything around it. The arrows did not stop. The militiamen on the top of the city fired arrows desperately, and they died in groups. The canine descendants under the city were even more miserable. Their armorless bodies were shot to the ground in pieces, and there were signs of collapse in an instant.
Enemies fell in large numbers without touching them, and the canine warriors began to hesitate. Some soldiers were still charging forward, and the first ladder was being built towards the city. Most of the soldiers started to wait and see, while a few people had already turned around and fled towards the camp.
Shulot's face turned cold and he waved the battle flag ruthlessly. Nearly a thousand personal guards supervising the battle immediately stepped forward, blocking all retreat channels, and without hesitation shot to death dozens of canine descendants who fled. Then, the second batch of thousands of canine descendants were driven and intimidated, and continued to rush towards the city. As the first batch to board, this battle is life or death!
After defending the city for recent months, the lime on the city's head was nearly exhausted. A warrior threw down the last of his lime clay pots, sending up blinding smoke beneath the city walls. A dozen canine descendants immediately covered their eyes and howled like wolves. Then, before the warrior could hide, he was shot by the archer who was taking care of him, and fell over into the flying gray mist.
With the addition of the second group of canine descendants, dozens of ladders were finally built. As soon as the copper hook was securely hooked, hundreds of dog descendants eagerly waved their shields and stone hammers and rushed towards the city. Then, they were greeted by dozens of densely packed copper spears, which struck brutally alternately, pricking them into bloody tattered linen cloth.
This tightly coordinated array of spears and bronze spears is completely different from the disorderly fighting on the plateau. The canine descendants waved their weapons in vain, as if facing a boiling soup of snow, pieces of it melted on top of the city and turned into red blood.
Seeing that the canine descendants finally reached the top of the city and were rapidly consuming them, Shulot nodded slowly. He waved a particularly bright red flag, and the warriors supervising the battle brought thousands of selected fearless canines to the front line with vigilance. This is the range boundary just over a hundred steps away from the city wall.
The gunpowder craftsmen were already prepared. They lit more than 200 caltrops with extended leads, and then without stopping, stuffed them into the arms of the same number of canine descendants.
"Run! Speed up! Get close to the city wall, climb at least halfway up, and then throw the ball of divine power into the enemy formation at the city wall. Then you can return! Remember, anyone who throws randomly will die before reaching the city wall!"
Several translators looked threatening and repeated the words they had said more than a dozen times. Then, the warriors waved their war clubs fiercely, and the canine descendants charged quickly like driven wolves.
More than two hundred dog-born people held the burning orb of divine power and ran frantically. They passed over the shield carts that were shooting arrows rapidly, they passed over the fallen corpses, and they came under the city wall with a ladder on it. They finally climbed nearly halfway up the ladder!
"Boom, boom, boom!" Dozens of early-ignited caltrops exploded directly on top of the ladder, shattering the canine warrior holding the ball into pieces. The violent explosion was like the roar of a god, and there was an instant uproar at the top of the city and below. The unknown fear controlled everyone's heart!
Then, the remaining canine men remembered the god's command and threw the heavy ball in their arms suddenly. The gray-yellow caltrops crossed a high arc and fell into Tarasco's gun array. The Taras warrior at the top of the city looked confused and kicked the motionless hedgehog ball with his foot.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The hedgehog's ball suddenly exploded, emitting countless small sharp pottery shards, knocking down the nearby Tarasco warriors instantly. The pottery fragments broke into the warrior's cotton armor, tore the weak skin, and penetrated into the soft body. The more deadly fragments shot upward, piercing the fragile eyes and piercing deeply into the head and face, causing dense and terrifying holes to appear on the face.
Within two steps of the explosion, the warrior in cotton armor fell down with holes all over his body without saying a word, and then blood gushed out. Within four steps, a huge sound shook both inside and outside, penetrating into the ears of the defenders, knocking down both the militiamen and the warriors. The dense city was suddenly empty.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Nearly two hundred balls exploded one after another. Some of the throws were accurate and exploded on the city wall. Whether they were the fighting dog descendants or the defenders, they were all knocked down mercilessly at the same time. Some used too much force and landed behind the city wall, killing two or three waiting Tarasco militiamen and shocking the reserves at the rear. Some failed to throw and fell under the city wall, injuring the canine descendants who were watching blankly.
The explosion shook the world and resounded in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield, stopping the brutal fighting! The fierce battle on the top of the city paused for an instant, and both the defenders and Xian Deng showed unknown fear. The firing crossbowmen also slowed down and looked toward the city top in fear. On the high nest car, the warriors could see more clearly. They looked at the clouds of smoke exploding, and their faces showed awe of the divine power and reverence for the Lord God!
A moment later, under the deliberate guidance of the priests, continuous cheers rang out from the Mexica army, with fanatical piety!
"The Lord God Huitzilopochtli sends down his supreme power to destroy the enemy in front of him and give Mexica victory!" This is the chant of the priest.
"The Lord God has come, God-given victory!" This is the devout prayer and blessing of the warriors.
"God Bless us, we will win!" This is the most fanatical cry of the God Bless Legion!
The morale of the defenders at the top of the city suddenly dropped. The warriors of Tarasco were in disbelief, and the faces of the militiamen were full of mythical fear. Only the survivors who had participated in Lake Eureria could still remain calm. They were prepared for the gods behind the Mexica people and continued to fight under the command of the "Crocodile" family warriors.
Shulot looked at the Tao Tribulus that exploded for the first time in actual combat, and at the majestic power of primitive gunpowder weapons, and his heart was filled with pride of starting an era! Amidst the praises that echoed through the clouds, he laughed loudly and waved again.
"The second group of grenadiers, charge!"
The gunpowder craftsmen looked as usual and continued to light the dangerous caltrops and stuff them into the hands of more than two hundred dog descendants. The canine descendants looked at the "mythical weapons" in their hands in fear, and then they didn't dare to stop. They used the greatest strength in their lives and rushed towards the city wall a hundred steps away again.
On the watchtower, the "Crocodile" nobleman Osipai's round eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at everything on the city wall below in shock. His carefully arranged defense line was on the verge of collapse almost at the moment of the explosion. Then, amidst the cheers of the Mexica people, he saw the second group of canine descendants rushing towards them, roaring hurriedly and eagerly.
"Guards, guards! Shoot at the dog-born holding the ball!"
"Crocodile" the noble shouted fiercely, picked up the longbow fiercely, and shot down a canine with one arrow. Then, the dozens of personal guards around him also reacted and fired arrows in fear, shooting the deadly attacker to death on the way to the charge.
The rapid drum beat comes to mind. The distracted archers fired again, and the roaring rain of arrows suppressed the city. Under the constant attack of arrows, the canine descendants kept falling, and finally climbed up the ladder again and threw out the caltrops in their hands!
A cry of fear erupted from the top of the city. The nearby militiamen turned around in fear, retreated wildly and fled. The remaining Tarasco warriors swung their spears vigorously to drive away the dangerous "divine power" ball.
"Boom, boom, boom!" In the desperate eyes of the people around him, the caltrop containing six kilograms of gunpowder exploded mercilessly, knocking down hundreds of warriors and militiamen again! The miserable howls, accompanied by the horrified shouts, resounded under the sky!
