American vultures were circling and flying over the camp, gathering more and more. Their small round eyes were embedded in the red bird heads, and their eyes looked greedily at the two camps in the mountains, as well as the two-legged people in different costumes in the camps. Based on their shallow experience as birds, the Two-legged people on the ground will continue to fight and contribute more food to them.
The camp at Taniguchi is made of wood and stone, and is mainly made of stones. After the gunpowder burned out, the flames were quickly extinguished, and only the lingering smoke drifted away in the wind. There was an inexplicable aroma wafting from the smoke, as well as some low howling. As the warriors searched, the howls gradually stopped. The camp was empty, with almost no decent harvest, only some fresh pumpkins.
Subsequently, four hundred vanguard barbarians escorted the same number of prisoners to the entrance of the valley. The black wolf Toltec personally carried the commander's banner and led a thousand vanguard barbarians and a thousand Parmus warriors to the front camp at the mouth of the valley. The camp in the mountains was suddenly packed, and there were warriors everywhere wearing cotton armor and holding war clubs.
Black Wolf took stock and frowned.
Although the legion used gunpowder weapons and successfully captured the Taniguchi front camp, the casualties were not small at all. The vanguard barbarians suffered three hundred casualties, especially the two centurions who threw pottery, and almost died together with the Guakili dog descendants. The temple crossbowmen also suffered dozens of casualties. There are about two thousand canine warriors in the front camp. More than 400 people escaped during the pursuit, more than 1,000 people were killed or seriously injured, and only some 400-year-old captured men were left as a harvest.
"The red cat is a large tribe, and Taniguchi will be eliminated in the first battle! The canine descendants should know how powerful the kingdom is!"
Toltec stood in the center of the camp, one foot on the tattered red cat flag. He looked towards the camp at the rear of the valley two miles away. The distant shouts of killing had completely stopped. An ominous premonition came over me.
"Captain Black Wolf, Iko's night attack brigade is probably an agouti that fell into the pack of wolves and is destined to die or not. In this battle, the casualties of yours are indeed..."
Mesper was worried. He looked to the west for a while, then stared at the black wolf, with a vague expression of reproach.
"Um?"
Toltec turned back sharply. His eyes were fierce and cold, causing Mesper to lower his head. After a moment, Black Wolf silently clenched his fists and shouted at the vanguard warriors.
"Take a rest for two moments! Continue to attack the rear camp!"
Two miles away, the Guakili rear camp was in bleak condition. Hundreds of red cat remnants poured into the camp with disgraced faces and bloodstained bodies, and the morale of the defenders also plummeted.
The Red Cat Tribe is a large tribe of six thousand people, with two thousand tribal warriors and four hundred red-haired warriors. It ranks second in the valley. However, after this battle, there are only more than 400 remaining soldiers of the Red Cat Tribe, and only 60 or 70 red-haired warriors. I am afraid that it will no longer be able to maintain its original size and will be removed from the large tribe.
Mizli's face was ashen and his heart was as sharp as a knife. He stood blankly under the red frog flag in the center of the camp, with Cocker in front of him with wide eyes.
"Mizli, don't be like a timid armadillo! After a defeat, you crawl into a hole and huddle in fear. It's nothing more than the loss of most of the warriors and red hair. Your tribe is still intact, annexation Warriors from a few small tribes only need a few years of training! Don't worry, you are fighting for everyone, and the fox and I will not take advantage of your tribe..."
Coca stretched out his thick arm and patted Mizli on the shoulder. Then, he asked anxiously.
"The Red Cat Tribe occupied the camp on the ground. How did it collapse so quickly?! What is the Aztec's sorcery? How did you lose? Hurry up, the Aztecs will come up soon!"
Mizli's eyes brightened when he heard Coca's promise. He sighed heavily and explained the battle situation in the front camp in detail.
"Coca, you should have heard the thunder. The Aztecs first suppressed the camp with powerful horizontal bows. I withdrew half of the ordinary warriors behind... Then there were two groups of charging warriors, throwing smoke The pottery ball burst, emitting roars and flames, and then shot out countless pottery arrows. Red-haired suffered heavy casualties, and the wall fell... The soldiers were panicked and confused, and a large group of cactus warriors pressed forward, and their horizontal bows simultaneously suppressed the back... I won’t be able to hold on any longer!...”
"A horizontal bow that can shoot far, a pottery ball that smokes and explodes...so that's what it is."
Koka stared at his round eyes and thought, then reached out and tugged on his red hair. Then, he waved his hand.
"Mizli, take the retreating warriors and retreat into the valley first. Don't affect the morale in my camp! When it comes to fighting, we still have to watch our Red Frog Tribe!"
After saying that, Coca no longer paid attention to Mizli, but made urgent arrangements for the defense of the camp.
"Guard, how many boards and stones are there in the camp?"
"There aren't many left. There are probably dozens of wooden boards and a few piles of stones..."
"Tear down the shed behind the camp, put wooden planks on the front wall, and pile the rocks in front! All the hunters are hiding behind the wooden planks and piles of rocks. Leave a few gaps for easy attacks!"
Coca ordered sharply and asked again.
"Have all the soldiers recruited from nearby ordinary tribes arrived?"
"Chief, we have recruited a thousand warriors and strong men, and they are all gathered behind the camp. However, the ordinary tribes are unwilling to hand over their elites. There is not a single redhead among them, so I am afraid they cannot be used."
"It doesn't matter, just follow me!"
Koka is slightly fatter, but quite agile. After he strode to the camp, he saw hundreds of tribal warriors forming a large circle, with thousands of conscripted men gathered in the middle. Coca looked around and walked up a hill. He waved his thick arms vigorously and roared.
"Fighters from all the tribes in front of me, listen to me! The brutal Cactus tribe has reached the entrance of the valley, and your tribe is behind! If the Cactus tribe rushes into the valley, all tribes will be sacrificed! Next, you have to fight for the tribe Fight and resist the warriors of the Cactus tribe!...The sacred wind brings red! Those who are willing to go out to the camp to kill, each person will be given two bags of food! Who dare not go?"
When they heard that they were leaving the camp to charge for the kill, all the men in the tribe looked at each other in shock, but no one said a word for a while. After a while, a dozen young canine warriors stood up and shouted.
"Our tribe is on the west side of the valley! This is the east side of the valley, so naturally the tribes on the east side will guard it! We have to go back and guard our own tribe!"
Low shouts immediately sounded among the crowd. Looking at the dozen or so people standing out, Koka's expression remained unchanged. He nodded and growled again.
"Who else is unwilling to charge? I'll give you half a quarter of an hour!"
With more than a dozen people taking the lead, the other canine men also became bolder. One after another, another seventy or eighty men came forward and asked everyone to return to the tribe. Many of the remaining warriors had flashing expressions and wavered expressions, just waiting and watching temporarily.
"Okay! It's time!"
Koka's eyes widened with murderous intent on his face. He suddenly waved his hand.
"Kill all those who stand up!"
Hundreds of red frog warriors wearing cotton armor and holding war clubs immediately came forward fiercely. They swung their weapons mercilessly, knocking down nearly a hundred men who stood up, and then stabbed them to death. Facing the elite of the Red Frog tribe, the young men from different tribes had no room for resistance. The dying scream was short and violent, and blood immediately flowed out, quickly staining the soles of his feet red.
"Okay! In this cruel wasteland, only the warriors who dare to charge are qualified to survive!"
Coca nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the remaining nine hundred canine warriors and shouted.
"Everyone, use the blood on the ground to smear your faces with sacred red! I swear by my ancestors that each person will receive two bags of food directly to your tribe. Now, each person will receive a shield and a stone spear for the sake of the tribe. And fight!"
The canine descendants followed the orders fearfully and obediently. Their faces were smeared with bright red marks, like divine curses.
Koka looked around and warned the red-haired bodyguard beside him.
"Incorporate them into the charging battalion, in groups of two to three hundred people. As long as I give the order in front of the formation, I will drive them out of the camp to charge! When the next group of strong men is recruited, you will do what I just did!"
"It's up to you, the chief is awesome!"
The guard nodded in awe. Coca turned and looked at the front camp to the east. The flames in the camp were extinguished and the thick smoke gradually dissipated. Large groups of Aztec warriors began to mobilize in the camp, and it was obvious that a new battle was not far away.
Koka thought for a moment, then looked at the large pile of cold corpses on the west side behind the camp.
"Cut off the heads of all the Otomi dogs! Wear their rattan hats that symbolize status. Then in front of all the soldiers, throw them two to three hundred steps outside the camp. Well, let Azte also Katsuto saw it!”
"Tell the soldiers stationed here that the despicable Cactus Tribe wants to make a surprise attack, and we have already killed thousands of them! The Cactus Warriors in front of us are no match for us either! Our Red Frog Tribe is the best fighting tribe in the wilderness!"
"Listen to you, Chief is smart!"
The guards immediately took orders. Soon, hundreds of canine warriors rushed out of the camp. They went down the long slope and threw the heads out of their hands. The canine descendants in the camp burst into cheers, and their morale increased significantly.
The canine's cheers could be heard from afar. Black Wolf Toltec raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and looked at the rear village not far away. The black wolf who was good at shooting also had sharp eyes. After just a few breaths, he became furious.
"Damn canine, how dare you be so provocative! Temple crossbowmen, shoot to suppress; vanguard throws, attack immediately!"
