"Boom, boom!"
Shulot waved the battle flag solemnly. The gunners lit the match ropes, and the two wooden cannons filled with arrows roared like thunder again! The shot shot passed through the gap between the center and the two wings, and bombarded the rear of the Tarascan Lancers. Several Bronze Ax Guards who were supervising the battle fell to the ground instantly, rolling in the back line covered in blood. The Wang Army's spear formation, which had been holding on so hard, was shaken again!
"Dudu!" Monkey Kuruka quickly blew his bone whistle, waved the small flag in his hand, and threw out the reserve team in his hand.
More than 500 Mexican spearmen formed a tight column, and to the beat of passionate drums, moved from the rear to the left front, until they reached the periphery of the front formation. Then, under the command of the captain, the spearmen on standby shouted at the same time, lowered their rattan helmets, grasped the sharp copper spears, and suddenly charged forward!
Hundreds of Tarasco militiamen only held on for a dozen breaths before being scattered by the surging gunfire. Then, countless copper spears flashed with cold light, stabbing from different angles, piercing the blocking body into a lotus root! The spearmen lined up in columns continued to attack, and finally broke through the Tarascan defense line from the left side of the central army for the first time!
Shulot on the hill smiled. He waved a small flag, and five hundred crossbowmen took action with a "swish", shooting out a dense rain of arrows, covering the wooden cannon that had completed firing and returning to the Chinese army. The reserve gunners immediately stepped forward to fill the gap left by the dead and began the next round of intense loading.
The young commander looked around the battlefield, taking in the battle situation one by one.
The Mexican army, which was large in number, continued to extend to both sides along the center of the battle, and began to break through from the left. The fighting on the left wing became more and more fierce, and the front lines of both sides were like clinging waves. The Holy City Legion launched a sudden advance in the middle, occupying a clear advantage. The royal army of Tarasco gathered together and still resisted in formation. The battle on the right wing was extremely fierce, and nearly one-third of the warriors on both sides had been eliminated! Thousands of corpses piled up on the front line, sticky blood slipping on the soles of their feet. The warriors' physical strength began to run out, and the formations of the two armies gradually became closer. With a sharp conch horn, the religious legions raised their shields and formed a shield formation, and the offensive slowed down.
At this moment, the left, center and right armies were like sharp arrows shot out, piercing deeply into Tarasco's military formation. Before the enemy in front of you is completely defeated, they will temporarily disappear from the commandable sequence. The three thousand shooting legions have also dispersed, shooting killing arrows freely. Only five hundred temple crossbowmen still obeyed orders.
When the war situation has developed to this stage, the coach's command is no longer important. The vast battlefield is once again handed over to the warriors on the front line. The final victory depends on the brave fighting, tenacious fighting spirit, and the determination of the grassroots officers!
After the fierce battle line, the eagle flag still flew. Su Angua's face was as heavy as water, and her heart was as cold as autumn. He raised his sleeves, ignoring the king's demeanor, and wiped the dust on his face vigorously.
Just now, two rounds of "thunder" fired by the Mexicans exploded not far in front of the king's flag, and the loud bang made his ears hurt. The young king held the staff tightly and watched the bullets flying in front of his eyes. Several of the guards supervising the battle were injured and fell to the ground. The spreading dust immediately covered his head and face. What made him even more anxious was that under the intimidation of "Thunder", the Chinese army's gun formation became increasingly shaken, and the Mexican Legion had begun to break through from the right!
The war situation is unfavorable and the situation is critical, but the expected reinforcements have not yet arrived. Suan Gua stood on tiptoes and looked to the northwest where the smoke and dust were rising. The flag of hummingbirds appears on the skyline, clusters of black dots not far apart. They are like the hope of change, you can reach out and touch them.
However, at this moment, the long-awaited reinforcements stopped moving forward. They didn't know the importance, they were just entangled with another group of obviously smaller black spots. There was a faint cry from the northwest in the wind, and a familiar accent called the king's name. The sound of fighting was so clear, loud but not fierce.
Su Angua took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and held the hard staff tightly in his right hand. The king moved his eyes and stared at the front line for a moment, then waved his staff resolutely and pointed forward to the right.
"Bronze Ax Guards, all attack! Defeat the Mexican spearmen who broke through!"
The guards beside him looked at each other. The captain of the guard lowered his head and asked carefully.
"Your Majesty, your safety..."
"Order, all attack!"
"Listen to your orders and follow your will!"
The captain of the guard knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully. Then, he put up the flag on his back, blew the bone whistle, and summoned the two teams of guards guarding the king. Then, the brave captain of the guard waved the long bow in his hand and ran to the forefront in person, joined by hundreds of guards supervising the battle.
In just a moment, nearly five hundred bronze ax guards turned into a mighty torrent, lined up in neat formation, and rushed within fifty steps of the front line. The captain of the guard suddenly stopped, drew his long bow, and shot a screaming bronze arrow at the spear array that was charging towards Mexica!
"Boom, boom, boom!" Hundreds of feather arrows shot out, roaring with unstoppable force! The approaching flat shot was so powerful that the captain at the front of the gun formation only had time to shout out "raise the shield" before he was hit by an arrow in the head and face and fell on his back on his teammates in the back row. The rain of arrows pierced the paper armor, and the spear formation collapsed in chaos. Before the successor vice-captain could issue an order, hundreds of fierce enemy soldiers armed with copper axes came in with a fierce attack!
The Bronze Ax Guards formed a tight formation and remained undisturbed even during the charge. These warriors who are good at fighting have vicious eyes and strong steps. They rush directly into the weakest gap behind the arrow. They fought close to each other, swinging their tomahawks vigorously, cutting off the enemy's spears and spears, cutting through the paper armor of the militiamen, and then quickly severing the throats of their opponents. In the face of the enemy's thrusts, they can always dodge in time, raise their shields to block, or even bend down slightly, use their metal shoulder armor to resist the spear edge, and then swing their ax to cut off the opponent's calf!
The guard chief's eyes flashed and he kept waving the small flag in his hand. More bronze ax guards were like agile cheetahs, running and moving quickly, going around to the side and breaking into the stagnant spear column.
The assaulting column had no flank cover, and its formation fell into disarray in a moment. A large number of Mexican militiamen were fiercely cut up, unable to form a collective gun formation, and could only fight individually. And once the gun formation is broken, how can the militiamen resist the powerful infantry of the guards?
Within a few dozen breaths, the two groups of Mexican spearmen who broke through were defeated, retreating together with the surrounding spear formations. Later, Tarasco's spearmen barely filled the gap and set up their spears again, and the Mexica's assault was temporarily repelled.
Seeing that the Chinese army's line was once again stable, Su Angua nodded expressionlessly.
"The Bronze Ax Guards are infantry who are good at close combat after all, and can compete with the Mexica's Eagle Legion!"
The young king pondered for a moment and suddenly realized his mistake. He tilted his head and shouted orders to the few personal guards beside him.
"Take my flag and head to the front line quickly! Gather the scattered guards and call back my brave hounds!"
The guards immediately saluted and left, leaving the king empty. The captain of the front line guard fired another round of arrows to stabilize the situation on the front line, and then hurriedly returned with five hundred guards. He wants to protect the most important king.
"Boom, boom!" A moment passed quickly, and terrible thunder came with a crash! This time the location is closer to Wang Qi. The fine stones hit the king's bronze helmet, making a crackling sound. Gray mud splashed on the golden bronze armor, leaving deep black spots.
"Bah!" Su Angua spat out the dust in his mouth, waved his hand vigorously, and stopped the guards who were surrounding him with their shields.
"Get out of the way and give me a line of sight! Damn it, what are the reinforcements from the north doing? They still can't break through!"
Suangua roared angrily, like a roaring liger. He widened his eyes and looked toward the northwest sky. The reinforcing warriors were still struggling with the Mexican militia, and the hummingbird pattern on the leather armor was vaguely visible. However, at this critical moment, the hummingbird is as slow as a mosquito and no longer flies as fast as lightning!
"Your Majesty, the Chinese army on the front line is crumbling, and the breakthrough of reinforcements is far away. We can't hold on until then! While the warriors on both wings are still holding on, the Bronze Ax Guards still have strength, let's do what we think!"
Hearing this, Suangua's eyes burned with fierce flames, and he turned around like an angry tiger, only to see it was the loyal hound Yuku. Yuku was covered in blood, holding a long bow, with several arrows stuck diagonally on his thickened leather armor. Behind him, the large group of bronze ax guards had gathered together, forming an indestructible battle axe. Seeing this scene, the young king's expression softened slightly and he asked in a serious tone.
"Yuku, is it true that the situation of the war has not improved?"
General Yoku said nothing. He just knelt down on his knees and kowtowed deeply to the king.
"Wait a little longer...maybe there is still hope..."
Su Angua's expression changed, anxious, angry, unwilling, and expectant, and finally turned into a low murmur to himself.
However, the situation on the battlefield is never changed by personal will, and the king's waiting is in vain. A moment later, a scout came flying from the south. As soon as he got close, he exhausted all his strength and knelt down in front of the king.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the Mexican Legion is only ten... more than ten miles away in the south!"
"What are you talking about? The Mexican Legion in the south? More than ten miles away! Aren't they still forty miles away this morning?"
The young king stepped forward, grabbed the scout's collar, lifted him off the ground, and asked sternly.
"Did you see it with your own eyes?!"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the three gods witnessed it, I saw it with my own eyes!" The scout took a few breaths of breath, and then reported everything in detail under the anxious eyes of the king.
"Since early in the morning, Mexica's scouts have been constantly fighting with us. Then, the Mexica commander with the moon flag suddenly accelerated his march. He abandoned the main force of the brigade and all the baggage, and only took 1,500 elite troops with him. It keeps attacking towards the north! A small group of scouts can't stop it for too long, and it only takes four-quarters of an hour at most for the enemy to reach the battlefield!"
After hearing the scout's words, Yuku kowtowed and loudly warned the king.
"Your Majesty, let's find another way! Let me protect you to the southwest! The mountainous area in the southwest is still intact, and there is still room for improvement in the kingdom's situation!"
The expectation on Su Angua's face finally turned into despair. He looked at the distant Black Wolf Flag, and the young king opposite also looked at him at the same time. That small figure was like the sacred mountain in the east, carrying a mighty force, pressing firmly on his heart.
After a while, Su Angua bit his lip and became determined. He looked around and looked at the more than a thousand bronze ax guards. This was his last strength and his hope of death!
"Yuku, gather the Bronze Ax Guards and bring the inherited king's flag!"
The young king's mouth was bloody, like a beast that chooses people to devour, and his eyes showed deep madness.
"I will personally lead the army, bypass the left wing, and make a desperate attack on the commander's flag on the opposite side!"
