"Dong dong dong!"
The war drums were beating again. Toltec stood on the most conspicuous watchtower and waved his flag forward.
Upon hearing the order, the crossbowmen of the Thousand Temples held powerful crossbows and carried war clubs on their backs, and filed out of the camp. Followed closely by a thousand new pioneers throwing. Two thousand vanguard battalions filled the narrow mountain road and charged fiercely towards the Guakili rear camp, reaching two hundred paces away in a moment. Hundreds of heads of Parmus warriors were scattered in this mountain road, their eyes widened in horror, and their faces were full of reluctance before they died.
The warriors in the vanguard battalion looked solemn and unaffected at all. The crossbowmen in the front row kicked heads to both sides of the road, while the crossbowmen in the back row paused and waited, keeping their expressions unchanged. Some crossbowmen even took out their crossbow bolts, ready to fire at any time.
"It is indeed a coyote that is used to killing!"
Seeing this scene, Coca's pupils shrank slightly and he clenched his hands tightly. He carefully observed the huge horizontal bow and thought in his mind. After a while, the cactus warriors had approached within 120 steps of the camp. The temple crossbowmen lowered their crossbows and began to string their arrows.
Chief Red Frog stopped hesitating and waved his arms suddenly.
"New canine warriors, charge to the death!"
Hundreds of chiefs' personal guards shouted fiercely and drove nearly three hundred canine men out of the camp. The faces of these strong men were dyed with sacred red stripes. Some were wearing cloth, and some were naked from the waist up. They were obviously light soldiers without armor. The light soldiers held simple wooden shields in one hand and rough stone spears and hammers in the other. They roared loudly and pounced on the forward crossbowmen like wild beasts.
The temple crossbowmen paused, and under the command of the battalion commander, they all lowered their crossbows and took off the war clubs on their backs. The two sides soon came to blows. The first two hundred temple crossbowmen wielded war clubs and formed a tight battle formation, easily knocking down these light soldiers. The vanguard barbarians behind them charged up fiercely along the hillsides on both sides. They lowered their shields and thrust their bronze spears forward with force, stabbing the charging canine to the ground. Within a moment, dozens of fresh corpses appeared in the valley path, and the sticky warmth made their feet slippery.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
Dozens of temple captains blew the terrifying death whistle together. The charging dog-born Dingzhuang quickly lost his morale and could no longer hold on, so he turned around and ran away to the camp. Seeing the fighter plane, the vanguard battalion commander blew the attack horn, and more than three hundred barbarians followed closely behind the defeated troops.
The fleeing dog descendants and the chasing barbarians came to the bottom of the camp. Just as they climbed the dozens of meters long slope, a piercing bone whistle suddenly sounded!
"Swish swish!"
Hundreds of bone arrows came through the air fiercely, knocking down a large number of canine warriors and vanguard barbarians without distinguishing between friend and foe. In the camp at the top of the slope, more than four hundred elite red-haired hunters emerged from behind the piles of rocks and planks, plus the same number of tribal hunters, and they all shot arrows downwards quickly.
"Swish swish!"
The whistling arrows rained continuously, and dozens of people fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. Then, hundreds of the chief's personal guards blocked the passage in and out, and fierce shouts came from the camp.
"Turn around and fight! Those who retreat will die!"
The fleeing dog descendants had no way out and had to stop at the foot of the camp. They shouted in despair, raising their shields and struggling to defend. Arrows rained down from the camp, constantly shooting down both sides of the entanglement.
"Woo!"
The retreating conch horn sounded soon, and more than two hundred vanguard barbarians quickly retreated. Then, a low buzzing sound came from afar, and after the crossbow string was released, there was a volley of death!
"Boohoo!"
Nearly a thousand crossbow bolts were fired fiercely at the camp. Even with the cover of wooden planks and piles of rocks, more than 20 tribal hunters died on the spot. On the slope below the camp, the remaining more than a hundred canine descendants howled miserably and fell down. To Coca, they were like fresh cactus fruits, strung together by fierce crossbow arrows, and their juices splashed everywhere.
"The Aztecs' horizontal bows are so powerful!"
Seeing the power of the crossbow, Koka's round eyes widened like a frog, and his heart was filled with shock. He carefully reached out his hand and pulled the crossbow bolt nailed into the board, but he couldn't pull it out for a while.
Chief Red Frog was once a red-haired hunter of the tribe when he was young. He was as familiar with bows and arrows as his own arms, but at this moment, all his perceptions were overturned.
"On one hundred and twenty steps, an arrow can be nailed into a wooden board?... It is simply a weapon given by the gods!"
After a brief thought, Kaka took off the wolf robe of the chief and threw it to the bodyguard beside him.
"You, put on my wolf robe and go over there! Yes, stand under the flag in the center. Remember, put up a circle of shields, huddle behind, and don't show your head!"
"Boohoo!"
The sharp crossbow arrows struck again, and the dying screams sounded and then disappeared. Koka clung to the village wall, put on the robe of an ordinary soldier, hid behind the double-layered wooden board, and was always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.
"Boohoo!...Boohoo!..."
Another two rounds of unilaterally suppressed crossbow arrows. The wall of the rear camp was covered with crossbow arrows that had penetrated nearly an inch, nailing them like hedgehogs. The slope leading to the camp was covered with thick liquid and corpses that hindered the charge. The three hundred canine descendants who went out to battle were already dead and wounded.
Coca glanced at the situation on the slope, feeling unperturbed. Anyway, the one who died was not his own tribe. Even if it could cause some hindrance to the enemy's attack, it would increase the advantage of the camp's defense. He continued to look at the enemy's formation.
The canine warriors in the rear camp were obviously more proactive. In order to be wary of the canine warriors who might attack, the vanguard battalion slightly adjusted its offensive formation. The temple crossbowmen were located in the front line, spread out along the mountain road and the slopes on both sides, and fired continuously at the camp, leaving only a few wide marching channels in the middle.
Under the cover of nearly a thousand crossbowmen, the vanguard threw himself in the rear, preparing for a desperate charge. Although Tao Tribulus is powerful, it is also very dangerous. Throwing this weapon requires a long time of preparation and must be avoided as much as possible.
Under the leadership of the war priest, hundreds of gray-blue figures spread out from behind. They lined up in loose rows and were praying devoutly to the gods. Dozens of team leaders stood at the front holding torches, with wooden boxes filled with hay at their feet.
"Boohoo!"
The fierce rain of arrows roared in, as if it would never end. Kaka shrank his head, patiently watching the prayers on the battlefield and listening to the vague prayers.
"...The Supreme...comes!...Dedicate yourself to...the Kingdom of God!...Weiqi Carrot is so strange!!"
The cactus warriors called out the name of the god three times, and after a while, the sacred prayer was finally completed. The leaders took out the balls one by one from the wooden box, flicked them with torches, and handed them to the pioneers. Then, the warrior who got the ball let out a fanatical shout and rushed fiercely toward the camp ahead along the wide passage between the crossbowmen!
"Hey, a smoking ball! Can this thing kill the red-haired elite?"
Koka perked up and was a little confused. However, he reacted immediately and loudly gave orders to his guards.
"New canine warriors, charge to the death!"
The red frog guards waved their weapons fiercely, and another three hundred unarmored canine men were driven out like wild dogs.
"Boohoo!"
A large crossbow bolt arrived instantly, with a cry of death, and shot dozens of dog-born people out of the camp to the ground. The attacking team instantly became chaotic, but the arrows on the camp were shot down mercilessly, urging the canine descendants to charge desperately. More than two hundred canine-born men, holding simple stone spears and wooden shields, howling in fear, rushed down the slope full of corpses, and instantly collided with hundreds of charging barbarians.
"What!"
Seeing this scene, Black Wolf Toltec suddenly clenched his fists and roared angrily.
"How dare you do this to a dog-born grass rat!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The battalion commander blew the conch horn urgently, and the 100 pioneers of the second squadron immediately stopped the attack. The vanguard of the 1st Squadron was caught in the melee. The discarded spheres of divine power rolled around, and their burning sound was drowned out by the shouts of killing, but it never stopped.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!..."
The thunderous explosion finally arrives! Nearly a hundred pottery caltrops exploded continuously under the slope of the camp, like summer thunder, shaking the entire valley! The large flames splashed everywhere, bringing the wrath of the gods and igniting the warriors' hair. Three to four hundred people in the melee all fell down, and smoke and dust rose at the same time, even covering the camp above!
"Ah, ah! The smoking ball! Ancestor, what a magic, a magic like thunder!"
The rolling thunder shook the camp, and all the canine descendants were frightened. Behind the camp wall, Koka was unsteady and suddenly fell down on his back. He was so dizzy by the explosion dozens of steps away that he couldn't recover for a while. After a long while, Chief Red Frog muttered to himself in awe, his mind shaken.
"That's it! Being shot into the camp by such a powerful evil spell, no wonder the Red Cat Tribe collapsed so quickly! Ah, the chief of the Cactus Tribe is really a descendant of the God of Death, and his magic power is so deep! Being an enemy of him... .”
Two miles away, Toltec's face was as sinking as water. He squinted his eyes and watched as the black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing traces of the battlefield ahead. More than twenty barbarian soldiers wearing cotton armor staggered up from the valley filled with corpses. Their cotton armor was full of tiny holes, and their rattan hats were also covered with pottery shards. Dozens of the canine descendants also survived and were escaping to the camp without their lives.
"Boohoo!"
The whistling crossbow arrows struck again, nailing the dog-born camp and killing most of the dozens of fleeing dog-born soldiers. The dozen or so people who survived were howling and begging under the wall, but the red-haired hunters showed their heads and raised their hunting bows indifferently.
"Don't shoot! Open the camp door and let the remaining soldiers in! I want to take a closer look at the power of evil magic!"
Koka shouted an order, and the hunters hid behind the arrow-blocking planks again. The chief's personal guard opened the camp gate and let a dozen remaining soldiers into the camp. The third charge team has been prepared, and the strong canine men gathered behind the gate of the village, all of them looking gloomy.
Toltec looked from a distance and raised his eyebrows. Behind the camp gate of the rear camp, more figures were vaguely visible. Black Wolf no longer hesitated, firmly grasped the conch horn, raised it to his mouth and blew it himself.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Commander Black Wolf, do you want to withdraw your troops?"
Mespa stepped forward and asked in a low voice, with a hidden smile on his expression. Toltec glanced at him lightly and shook his head.
"No! Just pause the attack."
After saying that, Hei Lang tightened the flag behind him and strode down the watchtower. A dull voice came from the wind, but it made Mespa suddenly change his color.
"I want to step forward personally and command the vanguard battalion!"
