"Boom, boom, boom!"
The sun rises, reflecting the bloody stone city. After many years, the low war drum sounded again in Kuramo City. The bronze-armored leader under the pyramid personally beat the drum, and the rebels in the group shouted the slogans of the three gods and charged towards the pyramid one by one!
"Whizzing!"
The first two hundred rebel archers lined up in a loose array, holding hunting bows and reed arrows, and climbed to the bottom of the pyramid. They stopped and shot towards the Mexica warriors above. Although the rebels' hunting bows were weak, they still shot and wounded several warriors at such a close distance.
Veteran Etalik raised his eyebrows. He waved the command flag, and the Mexica warriors shrank upward several meters and occupied the upper part of the golden characters, forming a tighter battle formation. As long as this final wave of offensive is held, the rebels will no longer be able to launch a strong attack. At that time, it will be his chance to fight back.
"Dong dong dong!"
After the rebel archers fired three rounds, they paused for a while. Then the drums became more rapid and the shouts louder. More than two hundred rebel harpooneers carried spears on their backs, passed the archers at the bottom, and continued to climb toward the middle of the pyramid. Soon, the fastest harpooner had already occupied the middle of the pyramid, raising his wooden and stone javelin and preparing to throw it upward.
Etalik immediately blew the war whistle and waved the red flag. The Mexican warriors lowered their shields to cover their lower bodies. Then the royal archers stopped saving their arrows and fired quickly at the climbing harpooneers.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The enemy is close at hand, and the king's archers are condescending, using powerful longbows. However, after two rounds of shooting, the two hundred harpooneers suffered heavy casualties and rolled down the stone steps. The stone steps were more than ten meters high. The harpooneers screamed and hit the bottom of the pyramid, leaving a dazzling bright red. They only threw half a round of javelin in total and barely knocked down more than a dozen warriors.
Gulamo looked at this scene that looked like a sacrifice, his expression unchanged. He waved his hand violently, and another group of two hundred harpooneers climbed up in a loose formation.
Etalik frowned and ordered to shoot again.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The sharp copper arrow penetrated Bu Yi's body, causing a dying cry! Under the one-sided massacre, the rebels gradually broke up after climbing halfway up, fled to the bottom of the tower in terror, and even jumped madly.
Gulamo had no expression on his face as he gave orders to his personal guards. The purple grass warriors beheaded more than a hundred people who fled in front of the formation, and then drove the third group of harpooneers to attack.
The shooting on the pyramid finally became sparse. The royal archers gradually ran out of arrows and replaced them with short spears and small shields. Amidst the sparse arrows, the third group of harpooneers barely reached the middle, took off the spears from behind, threw a round of random arrows upwards, and then retreated in a hurry!
Seeing this scene, Etalik was stunned, and anger rose in his heart.
"Gulamo! You lying snake!"
The third batch of harpooners fired their javelins in a disorganized manner, and the javelins they threw were weak and inaccurate. Where are the dangerous skilled pitchers in these guys? Clearly a harmless newbie!
Under the pyramid, Gulamo had a slight smile on his face. Throwing spears is extremely powerful and more difficult to practice than bows and arrows. Among the three batches of javelin throwers, only the first batch had a hundred real pitchers, while the latter two batches were all drafted on the spot, just carrying javelins on their backs. These people were dressed in commoners, and they were originally using their lives to consume the arrows of the royal army.
Poor residents of Kuramo City risked the annihilation of their clan and rebelled with the Zicao family, but they were used as firewood for arrows!
As the defeated army retreated from the pyramid, Gulamo hesitated no longer. he shouted encouragingly.
"Loyal warriors, brave militiamen! The brutal barbarian king in the north is dead! The loyal Prepecha warriors have raised their troops! As long as the enemies in front of you are eliminated, Kuramo City will return to the embrace of the three gods. ! When the Kingdom of Tarasco is restored, everyone will have rewards and everyone can become a noble! Go ahead, the glory of the three gods protects us! Dedicate yourself to Haratana!"
"Dedicate yourself to Haratana!"
The main force of the rebels mustered up their fighting spirit and shouted in unison. Subsequently, thousands of rebels, led by several leading warriors, holding spears, stone hammers, and war clubs, swarmed up the pyramid, almost filling the stone steps on all sides.
Etalik looked around. On the east, west, and north sides, there were more than a dozen warriors of purple grass leading more than 500 rebel militiamen on each side. On the south side of the banner of purple grass, there were nine elite bronze armors leading three hundred warriors in leather armor. At the end, there were Followed by two hundred civilian militiamen. The rebels outnumbered the Mexica warriors by nearly four times, and the royal archers were running out of arrows.
Etalik lowered his eyes. He took out the Aztec death whistle from his arms, raised his head towards the east of the Mexica Alliance, and blew it hard.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
The rebels swarmed up the stone steps, and the brutal close combat finally began! Along the edge of the stone steps, warriors from both sides thrust out their spears and pushed each other fiercely. The Mexica warriors took advantage of the terrain, thrust downwards with force, and used shields to resist the rebels' assassinations.
A young Mexican warrior shouted, raised his arm suddenly, and pushed down hard! A sharp copper spear pierced the neck of a Kuramo militiaman, severing the artery and piercing the chest and back. The bright red color of the big tent shot out, spraying the faces of the surrounding warriors. The militiaman let out a scream, then took the stuck copper spear and fell diagonally towards the pyramid. The Mexica warrior staggered and was unable to draw his weapon, so he had to let go and abandon his spear. Then, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut the arm of another militiaman, and continued to raise his shield to defend.
Seeing the opportunity, the purple grass warrior next to him bowed slightly and stabbed upward suddenly. The spear accurately passed through the gap in the shield, pierced the Mexica warrior's calf, and cut the connecting ligaments. The young warrior screamed in pain. His feet went weak and his body lost balance. Another militiaman's stone spear took the opportunity to stab at him, randomly piercing the cotton armor and penetrating into his lower abdomen! The young warrior roared angrily, grabbed the militiaman next to him, and together they fell from the pyramid more than ten meters high. Then there were two ear-piercing "bang, bang" sounds!
Under the gaze of the gods, the bloody fighting gradually reached a climax. There is no way out for both warring parties, and the coach's will is extremely determined. The close combat gradually turned into a close fight, and life burst into blood in the fight. A large amount of blood spurted out, completely staining the pyramid.
Etalik watched the battle while blowing the death whistle.
The Mexica warriors deployed defenses on all sides of the pyramid. The three sides dominated by rebel militias were still in a stalemate, while the southern side dominated by the purple grass warriors gradually fell into a disadvantage. Among these purple grass warriors, there are always a few agile warriors with outstanding martial arts lurking, who constantly attack the Mexica warriors who reveal their flaws.
The brutal fighting lasted only two moments. The Mexica warriors lost more than a hundred people, and the rebels also left three to four hundred corpses. Seeing that the southern defense line was about to be breached, Etalik finally stopped playing and waved the red flag in his hand.
"Heavy armored warrior, attack!"
Forty heavily armored warriors let out a tiger roar, then held bronze axes in both hands and swarmed toward the gap to the south. They slashed fiercely, directly cutting the Kuramo militiamen in two! In just one charge, at least twenty or thirty rebels were killed. The rebels in the south immediately loosened their position, and the Lithospermum warriors were pushed back several steps. They set up their spears and relied on nine elite heavy armors to barely contend with the heavily armored warriors.
The attack on the southern front was about to collapse, but a smile appeared on Gulamo's lips. The Mexican reserves had been used up! He waved the command flag, and two to three hundred strong soldiers were thrown into the south of the pyramid, blocking the retreat of the warriors in front. Then, he pointed towards the west and shouted to the dead soldiers in front of him.
"Cranberry, Tudinggui, you take your personal guards and go to the west to attack!"
"As you command, Master."
The dead guards knelt down and saluted. Then, they led seventy or eighty personal warriors and quickly climbed up along the west side of the pyramid. At this moment, all the elites in the hands of the two leaders above and below the pyramid have been put into the battlefield.
Etalik's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the death whistle again, with a desire to die in his heart. Although the heavily armored warriors are brave, they can only fight for two moments. Their physical strength is exhausted very quickly and they cannot recover quickly. The defense on the west side will soon be unable to hold up.
"Ah!...Ah!..."
The shrill whistle sounded again, like the scream of death. Gulamo raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the Mexica general on the pyramid. As long as we wipe out the royal army in the city, seize a batch of armor, bows and arrows, recruit 3,000 men from the city, summon the country militia, and rely on solid stone walls, maybe...
"Woo!...Woo!..."
The low sound of horns suddenly came from the northern sky. Gulamo's smile solidified in an instant. Only the kingdom's army in the north can use this strange musical instrument obtained from this wasteland beast.
"Woo!...Woo!..."
The low horn sounded again, and the sound shook the sky. The warriors on both sides who were fighting up and down the pyramid were stunned. Then, the morale of the Mexica warriors suddenly rose, and the morale of the Curamo rebels fell to the bottom.
"Reinforcements have arrived!"
The war priest in the temple came out excitedly. He saw thousands of dark green warriors at the end of the sky, holding the flag of the kingdom, near the edge of Kuramo City. He stood in front of the symbol of the Lord God and shouted to all the warriors.
"The reinforcements have arrived!! This is the blessing of the Lord God! The three gods are dead, and the Lord God is supreme!"
"The three gods are dead, the main god is supreme!!"
