"Chase! Chase quickly! Catch the red-haired barbarian chief! I will make his skull into a wine glass!"
The hills are undulating, the mountains and forests are scattered, and the yellow leaves are flying and dancing. The brave palm chief Zutor roared excitedly and ran like the wind among the hills. He took the lead, wearing leather armor, and followed closely with more than three hundred family warriors.
Behind the Palm Patriarch, there were hundreds of Qinganbat warriors in a loose formation, chasing after them like a long snake. In front of him, more than a hundred red-haired barbarians were fleeing in panic. One of them was wearing a wolf skin robe. He looked back in panic from time to time. He turned out to be a rare canine chief, a big fish in charge of thousands of barbarians.
"Quick! Quick! Charge forward from both sides! Push them closer to the valley!"
Zutor chased for a long time, and suddenly his face lit up with joy. This area was north of Qinganbat, and he was very familiar with the terrain in front of him. A mile or two ahead is a sunken valley. The valley looked very deep, but there was no exit, only steep cliffs, and it was impossible to climb out in a hurry. As long as these barbarians are forced into the valley and the warriors behind block the entrance of the valley, the red-haired barbarian chief will be dead!
"Okay! Okay! Chase their tail and rush into the valley!"
The red-haired barbarian in front ran away in panic and paused at the mouth of the valley, seemingly hesitant. But the palm warriors on both sides accelerated forward, and the barbarians were still forced into the valley. The brave palm chief Zotor was overjoyed, and personally led three hundred of his bodyguards who were good at fighting, and couldn't wait to pursue them.
"Haha! The barbarian is indeed a barbarian. He looks glamorous, but he is actually vulnerable!"
Zoltor fought his way into the valley, laughing.
Thousands of royal troops went south, and he gathered heavy troops to defend the city of Apatchingan. As a result, all those who came were barbarians from the north. The barbarians wore cotton armor and held long bows made of bamboo and wood. They moved very fast without any trace of the glory of warriors. They just took a look at the fortified Apa Qingan city. They neither engaged in a fight nor attacked the city. They just scattered and plundered the nearby Apa plains, which are hundreds of miles away.
Zutor waited in the city for half a month, until the outside of the city was full of flames, and small groups of barbarians were everywhere looting and killing. Many of the cottages of the southwest nobles were captured by the barbarians. All the men were killed and their families were taken captive to the north. Only a few people did not know how to escape and came to the city to cry.
Even the Tekos tribe, a hundred miles to the south, had several families attacked and three thousand-member tribes were directly eliminated. "Shield" Chief Chimali immediately sent an envoy to ask the Zicao family to send troops to encircle and kill these wandering northern barbarians.
Chimali is a Tekos chief in the Coalcoman Mountains south of Apatchingan. He has a tribe of 20,000 people and a fighting force of 5,000. He is related by marriage to the Palm family. The Palm family members took refuge among the Tecos tribe in the south. This time, Chimali was invited to lead the troops. As the leader of the Tekos tribes in the southern mountainous area, he was the only reinforcement the Palm family could count on.
The palm family is inherited on the edge of the mountainous area. It has been intermarried and exchanged with various tribes in Nantecos for generations, and has a deep understanding of the people of Nantecos. Zotor knew that the Tekos people in the south could be roughly divided into three parts: the west, the southwest and the southeast according to their gathering areas.
The Western Tekos tribe gathered in the western Colima (today's Colima) mountainous area of Shicao County. They had a large number of tribesmen and a wide range of influence. They established their ancestral city of Colima on the plains in the mountains. In the local language, Colima means both "the place of volcanoes" and "the place where the water bends". It can be called the city of the river of fire. There are huge smoking volcanoes, fertile ash plains, and the RioArmeria River (RioArmeria), which connects to the Chapala Lake District to the north and flows into the endless lake to the south.
Fire River City is five hundred miles away from Apatchingan City and is hidden deep in the mountains. With Fire River City as the center, it reaches the Endless Lake in the west and south, the western border of Zicao County in the east, the edge of the Apa Plain, and the south of Chapala Lake District in the north... This mountainous area is five hundred miles from east to west and three hundred miles from north to south. All are loose tribes of Tekos people.
Faced with the continued expansion of the former Tarasco dynasty, the Western Tecos tribe was forced to form a tribal alliance. Together with the savages in the mountains, the total population controlled was close to 200,000. They had several large tribes with tens of thousands of people. They resisted the attacks of the old Tarasco dynasty for decades, and finally nominally surrendered to the kingdom. The leader of the alliance, the most powerful Chief Colima, even gave his daughter to marry the former Tarasco royal family and gave birth to a prince with the blood of both gods.
Before Zotor launched his army, he also sent an envoy to Fire River City to ask for help, but there was still no news. The distance between the western ministries was too great, and the attitude of the Colima chief was unclear, as he seemed unwilling to rashly provoke the powerful northern king.
The Southwest Tecos tribe gathered in the Coalcoman Mountains in the southwest of Shicao County, and established the small town of Coalcomán (today's Coalcomán) with the Coalcomán Valley as the core. The city of Koalkoman is about two hundred and fifty miles away from the city of Apatchingan. In the local language, Coalcoman means "snake with hands", so it can also be called the city of hand snakes.
The range of each tribe in the southwest is also five hundred miles from east to west and three hundred miles from north to south. They went east to the Tarsus River, north to the Apa Plains, south to the Endless Lake, and west to the edge of the Colima Mountains. However, due to the lack of fertile volcanic ash plains like the Fire River Plain, the tribes in the southwest only have about 112,000 people, many of whom are scattered on the lakeside plains of the endless lakes.
Before the sudden demise of the former Tarasco dynasty, the southwestern tribes were all vassals of the kingdom. Powerful tribes were deliberately suppressed or even split up. Many tribal warriors were recruited during the Western Expedition. It was not until the demise of the previous dynasty that "Shield" Chief Chimali finally got rid of the shackles of the kingdom and officially rose to prominence. During the rise of Chimali, the Palm Family traded a lot of food and weapons and was an important ally of the Shield Tribe. The relationship between the two parties was extremely close.
Therefore, when Zotor's envoy for help arrived in Hand Serpent City, the enterprising Chimali immediately summoned all the ministries and went north to support his allies. The tribes in the southwestern region had been suppressed by the kingdom for many years. They finally gained independence and did not want the old rule to fall again. Now, at least more than 10,000 tribal warriors have emerged from the mountains and forests, and more tribes are still gathering.
The Southeastern Tecos tribe gathered in the southeast of Zicao County, nearly two hundred miles east of the downstream outlet of the Tulsas River, at the city of Sacatula (today's Zihuatanejo) on the coastal plain of Sacatula. Sakatura means "water in the yellow mountains". It is located between the mountains and the endless lake. It is also the "land of women". It has a large number of matriarchal clan remnants, so it can be called the Ama City. Four hundred miles northeast of Ama City is the Huetamo Mountains, and two hundred miles southeast is the Trapanic people who live along the coast.
Haenyeo City is extremely remote, four to five hundred miles away from Apachingan City, and is separated by large rivers and lakes. The Tekos tribe there only has 40,000 to 50,000 people. Like the Trapanic tribes, they all nominally surrender to the Kingdom and the Alliance, but actually govern themselves behind closed doors. Their geographical location is very isolated. They are protected by the Sierra Madre del Sur to the north and are surrounded by towering desolate mountains for hundreds of miles. They are almost not afraid of any conquests on land and have no concern for the situation outside the mountains.
Zotol also sent envoys to Haenv City, but he knew in his heart that there was almost no possibility of the southwestern tribe sending troops.
Confusing thoughts flashed through the mind of the Palm Patriarch, making him more and more aware of the danger of the situation. But what we can do now is to defeat this small group of barbarians who are looting and fleeing!
Thinking of this, Zotol's footsteps did not stop. He chased him all the way and finally forced the wolf-robed chief on the opposite side to the end of the valley. Looking around, there are steep cliffs all around, with no way to escape. The wolf-robed chief with more than a hundred red hair turned around in despair. He raised the short bronze spear in his hand and roared loudly.
"Ouch!"
"Haha, look where you are running away!"
Zotol laughed heartily. He approached with three hundred family warriors, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Don't talk about howling like a wolf, even if you kneel down and meow like a cat, my head will be cut off today!"
"Ouch!"
The wolf-robed chief roared again, a strange smile appeared on his face, and the red-haired hunter beside him also shouted at the same time.
"Ouch!!"
But after a few breaths, he seemed to hear his call, and the neat wolf howl suddenly sounded from behind the cliff, like the roar of a pack of wolves hunting!
Then, under Zotor's disbelieving eyes, hundreds of red-haired hunters stood up on the cliff dozens of steps away. They raised the light but powerful bamboo longbows in their hands, aimed slightly, and fired a death volley at the gorgeously dressed Palm Chief!
"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
