The sun slowly sets in the west, and the breeze blows away the smoke. The mountains cast huge shadows, and the wind carried a sweet smell. Smelling the enticing aroma, the American eagle would try to land from time to time, but would be startled by the moving warrior and fly up again. These New World scavengers are different from the vultures of the Old World and are more eager to eat. They have sharper beaks and are particularly fond of freshly dead and uncorrupted corpses.
The black wolf Toltec came to the vanguard camp with a cold expression and said nothing. He just untied his commander's flag and inserted it into the formation. The flag then "popped" into the ground for a foot and remained stable. Then, he looked ahead and saw several American vultures hovering on the battlefield, surrounding the bodies of the vanguard barbarians.
Toltec's expression turned cold, he raised his long bow and narrowed his eyes. He aimed slightly, shot in the air, and an eagle landed! The American vultures in the mountains were frightened and flew away. Their "croak" calls echoed in the valleys, as shrill as a wail.
"Bird shooter!..."
Low cheers suddenly sounded from the pro-army troops. Hei Lang looked around and saw that the warriors in the vanguard battalion were still calm and full of fighting spirit. But they had been fighting for half a day and were infected by the thick smoke, so they couldn't help but show a bit of fatigue.
"Warriors! The God of War's eyes are watching you! You are the glorious royal guards!"
Toltec slowly lowered his longbow and shouted encouragement.
"...His Highness is about to arrive! The army is marching all the way north, attacking everyone! We are ferocious jaguars, are we going to be blocked by the local dogs in front of us?!"
"Roar!"
Hearing this, the warriors in the vanguard camp showed murderous intent, and low roars rang out in the array.
"Guards! I plant the flag here! I hold the longbow in my hand!"
The black wolf held the big flag with one hand, raised the long bow with the other hand, and roared loudly.
"I attack with you! I fall with you!!"
"Roar! Roar! Kill!"
Two thousand warriors raised their heads together, their morale was high, and they let out a roar that shook the sky!
At the camp not far away, Kaka looked solemn. He held the hunting bow tightly and looked carefully at the general under the flag.
"Damn! Who is this?!"
"Chief, he should be Black Wolf! The chief of the big tribe under the great chief of Death, the eight thousand warriors who control the middle!"
"oh?!"
Koka widened his eyes, turned slightly, and had some thoughts. However, before he could think about it for long, the terrible sound of war drums sounded from under the camp!
"Dong dong dong!"
Under the personal leadership of Hei Lang, the two thousand vanguard battalions immediately pressed forward! In just a moment, the Pioneer Battalion came within a hundred paces of the camp. A thousand temple crossbowmen immediately stopped, raised their crossbows, and fired hard at the camp.
"Boohoo!"
Crossbow arrows came like a torrential rain, nailing the wooden boards hard, suppressing the hunters at the top of the city. Kaka shrank his neck, turned around and shouted to the guards.
"Quick! Order the soldiers to charge!"
Soon, three hundred canine men rushed out of the camp with shouts, and were met with a hail of arrows. Dozens of people were brought down by the crossbow bolts, their shouts instantly turned into howls, and the canine descendants' charge immediately slowed down.
"Boohoo!"
Deadly crossbow arrows struck in waves. As long as the unarmored man was hit by arrows, he was destined to meet his ancestors. Under the cover of the crossbow arrows, the vanguard battalion had already reached within sixty steps.
Toltec stopped and raised the long bow in his hand. He squinted his eyes, aimed slightly, and shot an arrow with all his strength! The copper arrow was extremely accurate, piercing the neck directly, cutting the trachea, and shooting bright red. A canine-born Ding Zhuang suddenly stopped shouting, "ho ho" and covered his neck and fell down.
The black wolf did not pause and shot three people to death in a matter of seconds. Wearing half a body of bronze armor and a face-covering bronze helmet, he stood in the center of the military formation without taking any evasion. Beside him were eighty longbow guards, also wearing medium armor, all raising their bows and shooting.
"Swish swish!"
Accurate arrows were fired at the city, and more than a dozen tribal hunters fell over. The vanguard battalion has rushed within forty steps! The nine hundred vanguard barbarians shouted wildly and began to climb the slope and charge towards the camp!
"Swish swish!"
Hundreds of red-haired hunters poked their heads out from behind the boards and began to shoot arrows downwards. At this distance, the Guakili's shooting is so accurate! Dozens of vanguard barbarian soldiers were instantly hit by arrows in their heads and necks and rolled down the slope.
"Boohoo!"
The fierce crossbow arrows whizzed in and shot more than a dozen hunters to death. The vanguard barbarians did not stop and followed the slope covered with corpses and blood, fighting with the strong canine men who came out of the camp.
The battle became more and more intense, but the senior red-haired hunter could still remain calm, while the ordinary tribal hunters were almost completely crazy. They stretched out their heads desperately, braved the incoming crossbow bolts, and shot arrows at the base of the camp, killing both the dog-born and the barbarian soldiers.
"Swish swish!"
It was particularly tragic on the narrow slope! The dog-born and the barbarian soldiers stabbed each other, their bodies entangled and fell to the ground. The people on the ground shed large amounts of blood, let out dying wails, and then fell silent under the trampling. New warriors continued to fill in, and the bloody fighting continued.
"In the middle!"
Toltec narrowed his eyes, roared suddenly, and shot an arrow into the head of a tribal hunter. Immediately, he cocked the arrow, moved slightly to aim, and fired another swift arrow.
Upstairs, a red-haired hunter just showed his head from behind the wooden board and was about to shoot downwards when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and his vision went dark. The red-haired hunter instantly lost all his strength and rolled down from the wall of the village, his whole body dyed red.
The black wolf, armed with a longbow as a bodyguard, accurately shot the tribal hunters and cleared the high watchtowers. Soon, the red-haired hunters reacted.
"Swish swish!"
Hundreds of bone arrows shot at them quickly and hit the bronze armor of the guards, making a "puff" sound. Many bone arrows shot through the cloth, and were immediately blocked by the bronze armor pieces, and could only be embedded in the armor in vain. From a distance, the armor looks like the fur of a hedgehog, draped on the body of the guards. Faced with such thick skin, the red-haired hunters once again aimed ferociously at the vital points. The arrows hit like a heavy rain, and the bronze helmets banged, but only two of the guards were injured.
"Boohoo!"
The sharp crossbow arrows pierced the sky and were nailed to the wall again. A dozen red-haired people fell down with a groan. Koka felt a pain in his heart. He looked at the longbow guard who was hit by more than a dozen arrows and survived, and roared angrily.
"Ah! What is this? Why can't it be shot to death?"
"Chief, the Red Fox scouts mentioned that these are the thick-skinned warriors of the Cactus tribe! They wear thick skins and can be hit by hundreds of arrows without dying!"
Miwa, the red-haired bodyguard, stepped forward and explained.
"What? Thick-skinned? What kind of evil magic is this!"
Keka's eyes widened and he looked carefully in front of the camp, but he couldn't see what was going on for the moment.
The fierce fighting has lasted for a moment. The three hundred men who left the camp were unable to retreat, and almost all of them were killed. The large group of cactus warriors shouted wildly and gradually rushed up the slope. Braving the rain of arrows, they approached the wall and soon climbed up. Although the wall of the rear camp was slightly higher, it was still only two meters long and could not stop the charge at all.
"Miwa, how many stormtroopers have been recruited for the second batch?"
Coca asked eagerly. The war was intense, and the first batch of thousands of men had been exhausted.
"About 600 people have been issued with shields and spears! The follow-up ones are still being recruited..."
"Divide into two large teams! Add a hundred red frog warriors to each team as the backbone, and quickly move out of camp to fight! Don't let the Aztecs get on the wall!"
"At your command, Chief is brave!"
"By the way, let my personal guard wearing the wolf robe move forward holding the flag! Send twenty warriors holding large shields to guard. Well, let him boost the morale of the warriors and attract the enemy's bows and arrows!"
"It's up to you, Chief Cunning!"
The drums of the charge became louder and louder, and the canine's bone whistle became sharper. After a while, four hundred tribal warriors rushed out of the camp and once again fought against the vanguard barbarians on the slope. Immediately afterwards, the chief in wolf robes, holding the red frog flag, came to the village wall in person. The camp suddenly burst into cheers from the canine descendants!
"Hey! This Chief Red Frog is actually a warrior worthy of admiration!"
Looking at the moving flag, Toltec was slightly startled. He nodded respectfully, and then without any hesitation, he shot quickly!
"Whoosh!"
The copper arrows came like lightning and nailed hard on the shield under the flag, shooting the warrior in wolf robe back a step. Then, dozens of feather arrows attacked at the same time! The warrior sat down on the ground in shock, huddled behind his shield and guard, like a boat in the storm.
"Temple crossbowmen, move forward twenty steps, get close and shoot!"
Toltec fired another round, confirming that the longbow could not break through the wooden shield. He immediately waved the command flag and summoned the crossbowmen to come forward. On the slope, the canine and the barbarians were fighting fiercely again. The tribal hunters fired arrows desperately, killing the barbarians below and then being shot to death by archers in the distance.
"Boohoo!"
The crossbowmen were panting and tried their best to fire a hail of arrows. The fierce crossbow bolt roared in, shooting through the red cat's flag, breaking through the covering wooden shield, and injuring the surrounding guards!
Toltec looked carefully for a moment, but no figure appeared behind the shield, and he didn't know whether the chief in the wolf robe was dead. But judging from the calm reaction in the camp, it seems that not all efforts have been achieved.
"What a tough warrior!"
Black Wolf sighed slightly and shook his head in disappointment. He raised his long bow again, shot a long arrow sharply, and nailed another red-haired man to death!
"Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Keka's eyes widened and he huddled behind the wall. Feather arrows and crossbow bolts flew over his head, nailing the guards under the flag to death one by one. After a while, the red-haired bodyguard Miwa came over with a heavy expression.
"Chief, your personal guard wearing a wolf robe was shot to death!"
Koka's pupils shrank. He looked at the black wolf whose arrows were like meteors, as if he were seeing a skeleton threatening his life. Chief Red Frog pondered for a while and then gave instructions in a low voice.
"Quickly, find another personal guard and put on my wolf robe again! Remember to attract the enemy's bows and arrows and stack more shields!"
"At your command, Chief Cunning!"
Coca nodded. In the eyes of the canine descendants of the wasteland, treachery and cunning are both compliments as long as they can achieve their goals. The canine descendants have been fighting for survival for generations, trying their best to adapt to the cruel environment, and disdainful of faith and glory. Therefore, when faced with new gunpowder weapons, they will quickly find ways to deal with them, instead of treating them as the coming of gods or even giving up resistance like their compatriots in the south.
