The faint moonlight illuminated the streets, and the capital city was full of chills in the late night. The flickering torches became clearer and clearer, and a twenty-man Tarasco squad appeared at the end of the street.
"You guys wait here and get ready...Old man Qi, take a few people out with me to have a look."
Puap gritted his teeth and looked at Necali. The senior scout narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.
Several people walked out of the big house holding spears. Puap stood and watched for a while, until a familiar figure appeared in front of him, then he licked his lips and walked forward to say hello.
"Yupir! How was the patrol tonight? Is there anything unusual?"
"Hey, Puap? It's so late, are you still awake?"
Under the bright torch, the leading warrior was young and wore the same leather armor as Puap, with the hummingbird's family crest also engraved on it. He recognized Puap's sad face, stepped forward carelessly, and slapped his old friend on the shoulder.
"Huitu, why do you look like someone in your family is dead? If you have anything unhappy, tell it to make the brothers happy!"
Looking at Yupil approaching, Puap shook the spear in his hand, his face was a little stiff, and he said with a forced smile.
"Ha, isn't this a siege by the Mexicans? I'm a little nervous and can't sleep at night..."
"Yes, sir, the Mexicans are really terrible! Two weeks ago we went out to support the city and saw tens of thousands of people fighting with our own eyes, and the dead people were like weeds. I can still wake up from that formation when I fall asleep! What's behind? I was chased by the Mexicans for another two days, and even my butt was bitten off by a leopard, and I almost couldn't come back..."
At this time, the old militiaman patted his chest and added with fear.
Yupil glanced at the frightened expression of the old militiaman and curled his lips disdainfully, but he didn't suspect anything. He smiled at his old friend.
"Puap, you kid has always been fearless. How could you go out and now you're even afraid of darkness? Don't worry, looking at the situation outside the city, it's still early to attack the city..."
Having said this, Yupil sniffed his nose twice.
"...What does this smell like? Wine? Do you still have wine to drink?! Damn it, you're really a standout kid. The chief takes really good care of you!..."
"Well, let's have some drinks with a few brothers and watch the situation in the city. Not long ago, the chief personally summoned me to be careful about the shameless nobles in the city..."
"Yes! This is what the chief told us family warriors. The aristocratic area in the center is also the focus of night patrols. I just came from there."
"How are the nobles?"
"Humph, it's already this time, and they are still partying all day long, with the lights brightly lit all night long! On the surface, they are gathering to drink and recite poetry, but secretly they don't know what they are discussing! However, the chief is decisive and orders everyone to be under strict supervision. They can’t change the world!”
"Yes, Chief Yingming...Yupir, would you like to have a drink together?"
Faced with this proposal, Yupil sniffed twice again, and made a rumble in his throat, obviously moving.
"I'm on patrol at night, and I have to walk a little further... Isn't that good?"
"No, look, it's the room in front."
Puap pointed to the side and glanced at the patrol team. The few warriors in the front row all wore thin silver necklaces, and at the bottom of the necklace was a bone whistle to call the police.
"The chief rewarded me with fruit wine to appease the Barbarian of Tekos. This is a precious stock of the royal family. If you don't drink it, it will be for nothing, otherwise everything will be cheap for the Barbarian!..."
"Ah, the royal family's stock!...How can a barbarian have the right to drink these...Well, I'll just taste a little."
Yupil rubbed his hands and followed Puap to the big house next to him. When he was approaching the door, he suddenly remembered something and drank to the last few newcomers.
"You newcomers are waiting at the door! We will be patrolling the night later!"
The newcomers had no choice but to suppress their greed and obediently guard the door. Puap made a gesture to the old militiaman, and the other man held the spear and stayed outside the door.
As soon as he entered the house, Yupil was stunned. He glanced at the twenty or thirty warriors in the room and exclaimed in surprise.
"Hey, you can do it! You actually have so many elite warriors under your command?..."
"Oh, this is...the chief attaches great importance to the defense of Nancheng, and has recently transferred to me a new warrior. I heard that it was the defeat of the royal army, and I have made meritorious deeds..."
Puap deliberately lowered his voice for the last few words. Then, he poured a bowl of wine with a smile and handed it to his old friend.
"Come on, don't think so much! Let's drink together!"
Upir's eyes paused for a moment on the copper ax on Nekali's waist, and nodded slowly. His expression was a little complicated, and he drank all the wine in one go.
"The king's army...the guards...ha, it smells so good! It's been a long time since I've had such a good drink. Come on, give me more! Brothers, drink some!"
The patrol members then placed their spears by the door, gathered around the big clay pot, and started drinking impatiently.
Puap looked at his friend who he had known since childhood, pondered for a moment, and then spoke with deep meaning.
"Yupir, my old friend! To tell you the truth, when I went out of the city this time, brother, I really narrowly escaped death and almost broke my leg!"
Hearing this, Yupil was startled, but still smiled and joked.
"Escape from a narrow escape? Broken leg? Oh! Two days ago, we went to the logistics camp together. You were very drunk, shouting something like "It's over, it's over," and you insisted on finding a few free-spending city girls to be happy. ...It turns out I was just drooling just looking at it!”
Hearing this, Necali's eyes turned cold. Puap was speechless. The chief suppressed the entire city, confiscated several noble families, and sent their families to the logistics camp. The warriors forcibly confiscated the surplus grain, and the civilian families in the city began to lack food. There were not many people selling their sons and daughters... He just liked this, and he was particularly nervous when he was about to do something important, so he couldn't help but go back.
"... Shit! I am very powerful... But, Yupil, our families have been friends for a long time, and we have known each other since childhood. To tell you something that I shouldn't say, sometimes I really feel that... the kingdom may be... "
Puap sighed heavily. He raised his eyes and looked into his old friend's eyes, observing the change in his expression.
"The two countries are at war, and the mountain is about to collapse. Yupil, we are just ordinary warriors, what can we do?" After hearing this, Yupil did not speak. He poured a full bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. Then he wiped the remaining wine from his mouth and sighed.
"What can we do?... Since we are warriors as gorgeous as flowers, there will always be a moment when the flowers wither! Today, drink wine and hold on to the weapons in your hands; tomorrow, blood will flow on the earth, and you will fall to the underworld with a smile. Apu, our fathers and ancestors died fighting for the chief’s father and grandfather, so we should also die for the chief! Come, drink a few more bowls!”
Hearing this, Puap lowered his head to hide the changing expression on his face. His father's smile reappeared in his mind... He shook his head vigorously, forgot about the dead person, poured another bowl of wine and drank it all.
On the other side, after hearing Yupil's words, Nekali also looked moved. He took a look at the patrol captain's expression and slowly grasped the copper ax in his right hand.
Outside the big house, several newcomers stared at the house, swallowed hard, and their hearts were filled with envy. There was a lack of warriors in the city, and most of them were recruited from the militia. The only warrior of Tarasco shook his head. He pursed his lips and forced himself to look away, looking at the street in the distance. After a moment, a trace of doubt appeared on the warrior's face.
"It seems like... there's some noise?"
Warrior Tarasco took a step forward, followed the faint sound of wind, and looked towards the southern city gate. It was dark tonight, and there were no lights at the city gate. Then in the faint moonlight, he seemed to see some shaking shadows.
"Hey, what is that?"
Warrior Tarasco's eyes widened, and then without hesitation, he turned and walked into the house.
"Captain!...City Gate...Uh, ah!"
Half of the spear tip suddenly emerged from the belly of the warrior Tarasco. The opponent let out a shrill scream and fell softly to the right. Behind him, the old militiaman looked coldly and stirred hard with his hands. The spear was pulled out of the warrior's body with a pop, and blood spurted out!
"Do it!"
Necali suddenly jumped up from the ground, chopped off the neck of the nearest patrol member with an axe, and shouted in a low voice.
"Leave no one behind!"
More than twenty Mexican warriors in the room drew their axes at the same time. The pottery bowl fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound; the fruit wine spilled, exuding a charming aroma. Then the copper ax chopped, and each figure struggled and fell to the ground. There was no time to blow the bone whistle, leaving only blood flowing freely.
"You...you...Puapu!"
Upir's eyes were red. He waved the dagger he carried with him in his right hand and roared angrily.
"Puapu! What are you doing!"
The gray earth warrior looked ashamed. He pulled out the battle stick from his waist and blocked it in front of him, but he still did not attack with a swing.
"Yupir, my brother...the king is dead, the country is dead, and the Mexica people have entered the city!...You come with me and join the great alliance! I guarantee the safety of your family..."
"Mexican?! Go to hell!"
Like a mad tiger, Yupil rushed forward and stabbed out the dagger in his hand.
"The chief treats you like this! The family has been loyal for generations! You actually lured the Mexicans into the city!!"
"Yupir, listen to me! As long as you surrender, we can protect the chief..."
"Uh...ah!..."
Yupil sacrificed his life to attack, while Puap defended desperately. At this moment, a sharp copper ax struck from behind mercilessly and struck Yupil's neck accurately.
"Hi!" Warm blood splashed all over Puap's head and face. He stood there blankly, reaching out to touch. The old friend in front of him fell sideways and fell into the wine vat. But in an instant, the clear wine was dyed red, and the aroma of the fruit wine became more intense.
"Yupir..."
Necali lowered the copper ax in his right hand, and bright red slowly flowed from the ax blade. He glanced at Puap coldly and continued to chase after him with his tomahawk.
It was a one-sided massacre. In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the patrol members were hacked to death, and no one sounded any warning whistle. The old militiaman and several brothers dragged the bodies outside the door into the house and piled them in the corner of the house. Then, he approached the wine vat and was about to pull Napier's body, but Puap pushed him away.
"Um!?"
Necali put down the bright red cotton cloth in his hand and held the newly shiny copper ax. He looked at Puap with murderous intent in his eyes.
"It's okay... He made a mistake, but he won't make any mistakes."
The old militiaman quickly smiled and waved his hand. Then, he approached Puap and whispered persuasion.
"Master, the man is dead. This is the path he wanted to take, and there is no regret... We have the path we want to take... I'm really sorry, you can take good care of his family... Mexico The captain kills people without blinking an eye. He has done so much, but he must not fall here..."
Puap was trembling all over, and then he forced a smile. He turned and leaned against the wall, lowered his head and said nothing. Necali let go of his right hand and continued to wait patiently.
Time is like flowing wine, dyeing the ground red and smearing the fragrance of wine in the heart. Two or three quarters of an hour passed quickly, and there were no surprises later. Dozens of Mexican warriors worked hard and finally dug open the blocked south gate. A low creaking sound echoed in the night sky, accompanied by suppressed cheers from inside and outside the city. The glorious South City Gate finally opened at this moment!
The city gates were wide open, defenseless. At this moment, the solid Qin Cong Can City was like a turtle egg that had its shell opened, revealing the delicious egg white without any hindrance! Hundreds of Mexican warriors gathered outside the city suddenly poured in. Dozens of Mexica scouts boarded the city gate, lit bright torches, and waved towards the southern camp!
In the night outside the camp, Shulot had been sitting cross-legged for a long time. Seeing the signal at the city gate, he finally stood up and waved the scepter in his hand excitedly.
"Capture the south gate, Qin Congcan has defeated the city! All generals obey the order!"
The young marshal's chest was filled with excitement. He looked around at the generals who were waiting for orders, looked at the thousands of silent warriors who were killing them, and shouted orders.
"Black Wolf Toltec!"
"arrive!"
"Lead a thousand vanguards, raid the palace, and capture Chief Tarasco! Don't give Qin Cong Can City any chance to organize!"
"As ordered! Look at my Toltec's power!"
Black Wolf beat his chest excitedly. He ran at the front and was the first to lead his troops away.
"Teacher Orosh!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"I'll give you five thousand warriors to raid the Tekos camp in the city as soon as possible! I'll give you the right to make your own decisions, either to kill or to recruit and surrender. Don't let these barbarians wreak havoc in the city!"
"Follow your orders!"
The tough Jaguar warrior bowed his head and saluted. He lit up five thousand-man camps and disappeared into the night.
"Marshal Iskali!"
"Your Highness."
"Please lead six thousand Southern troops to raid the militia stations in the remaining three gates and completely blockade the capital!"
"Leave it to me, Your Highness!"
Iskali nodded. Six thousand warriors surged toward the north, holding shields and swinging clubs.
"General Etalik! I'll give you two thousand warriors to control the treasury in the city!"
"Monkey Kuruka! Five thousand militiamen, block the roads in the city to prevent enemies from gathering and control order in the city!"
"General Natalie! Two thousand warriors, destroy the nobles in the city, no mercy!"
"The Lord God protects us, the glory is coming! The empire is destroyed, the royal capital is captured, and the glorious end of the Western Expedition is now!"
The young king's voice drifted far away, flying to the end of the sky.
