The clouds blocked the sunlight, making the sky dark and gloomy. The blood soaked the ground, making the city walls dark red and slippery. The shouts of the warriors rose so loudly that they almost shattered the clouds. The "rumbling" sounds of cannons are separated by roars, recording the moment of brutal killing with flames, smoke and life!
"Dong dong dong!..."
The sound of the war drums became more and more urgent, like the call of the Lord God. The Mexican warriors held shields in their hands and waited patiently more than ten steps away from the city wall. Thousands of alliance militiamen, braving arrows and spears from the city, worked hard to build tall ladders, hooked on the tree snake city with difficulty, and were knocked down like weeds by the defenders. They flew towards the flames like moths, using their lives to consume the fortress lime bottles in the city, just to pave the final stretch of the road for the warriors to attack the Kingdom of God.
"God bless you! Kill!"
Outside the east city, the royal warrior and pioneer general Moselloki, wearing a bronze medium armor and holding a bronze axe, was the first to climb up the city. As soon as he entered the city, several militiamen's stone spears pierced him at the same time, hitting the armor on his chest, waist and abdomen.
"Jingle bell"!
A crisp impact sounded powerfully, and another warrior's bronze spear came towards him, whizzing towards his head and face.
Moseluoji shook his body and immediately squatted down slightly to avoid the oncoming bronze spear. Then, he took a deep breath, ignored the strikes of the stone spears, suddenly raised the ax in his hand, and slashed out fiercely.
"Cah! Poof! Wow!..."
The huge bronze ax slashed fiercely, cutting through the cotton armor of the tree snake warrior, splitting the fragile body, and then burst out a cloud of blood mist! Almost in the blink of an eye, the Tlaxcala warrior who blocked him was killed with an axe. Then, Moselloki made almost no defense and violently advanced and slashed. He killed four militiamen in succession, clearing a bloody gap in the crowded city!
After a while, more than a dozen bronze-armored warriors climbed up and stood firmly at the top of the tree snake city. Several similar gaps appeared on the east wall one after another.
"Thick-armored warriors! Thick-armored warriors! Thick-armored warriors from Mexico are here again!"
The Tlaxcala militia at the top of the city shouted in fear and panic. Over the past few days, they have proven with countless lives that no matter how large the number of poorly equipped militiamen are, they are unable to resist the thickly armored warriors who have ascended the city. Only warriors armed with sharp bronze spears and holding heavy war clubs high could barely resist with their numbers.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Travette, the cloud snake hunter, roared repeatedly and strode over from the nearby city with sixty or seventy tree snake guards. The east city is the direction of the attack of the Mexican Royal Legion, and the most elite five hundred tree snake warriors are deployed here. Their most important task is to defend against the enemy's bronze-armored warriors.
You must know that in these days, at least a small half of the casualties among the defending warriors came from the bronze-armored warriors who boarded the city. These brave enemies are wearing strong armor and armed with large axes and sharp blades. They fight forward like violent brown bears. And to deal with such an enemy, the only way...
Travitt clenched his hands and used the strength of his shoulders to carry a huge stone hammer with a wooden handle. The stone hammer weighs more than ten kilograms, and even with Travitt's physical strength, he can only swing it for more than ten minutes at most. Half of the tree snake warriors behind him held heavy wooden shields, and the other half held heavy stone hammers.
After a while, they ran to a gap where the enemy had entered the city. Amid the hail of arrows and roaring stone bullets, Travit stepped forward quickly, raised the stone hammer high, let out a ferocious roar, and swung it out with precision and force.
"The cloud snake protects you!"
"boom!!"
The dull sound of metal collision immediately echoed in the city, making people's bones ache. A bronze-armored warrior was hit hard, his chest immediately sunken, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He stared at the cloud snake hunter with wide red eyes, then threw his head back and fell down, immediately heading to the Kingdom of God.
"Bang! Bang!"
Dozens of Cloud Snake guards rushed forward. The shield-wielding warriors fought closely with the royal bronze armor, while the stone-hammer warriors delivered heavy armor-piercing blows. The bronze-armored warrior's counterattack also carried the awe-inspiring roar of death. As soon as a stone hammer warrior raised his stone hammer, a sharp bronze ax blade came towards him and cut his neck directly!
The elite warriors from both sides fought decisively at the top of the city. Life and death only lasted a moment. Large tracts of bright red quickly dispersed in the wind, reflecting the clouds in the rainy season, like blood-red and magnificent rain.
"Hoo, ho!"
Travitt led the tree snake bodyguard, defeated a group of bronze-armored warriors with the same number of casualties, and temporarily pushed the enemy's ladder down the city. He was breathing heavily, recovering his rapidly depleted physical strength, and also watching the situation in other parts of the city.
Soon, he saw the most dangerous gap: dozens of Mexica warriors wearing heavy armor, led by a warrior with a big axe, constantly breaking through the defenders and slashing forward!
"Go! For the sake of Yun She, come with me and kill!"
Travitt roared, and hurried towards the gap with the remaining guards. Soon, the elite warriors from both sides charged together on the narrow city wall. The brave cloud snake hunter is fast and powerful, holding the heavy stone hammer at an angle and swinging it out with one blow!
"boom!"
Moseluoji's face was filled with murderous intent, and he brandished his copper axe, slashing violently to meet the incoming stone hammer. In the Nahua language, Moselloki means a desperate berserker who does not defend himself at all.
"Bang! Bang!!"
The copper ax and stone hammer collided instantly, erupting with an eardrum-shaking loud noise. Every blow was fatal. The two warriors raised their weapons and fought each other. And after only three shocking exchanges, the moment of life and death came!
"Boom!"
Travitt was kneeling on the ground, his face completely pale and his fingers trembling. He could barely hold the weapon in his hand, and the heavy stone hammer had its wooden handle broken. There was a long scratch on the cotton armor on his flank, and the bronze armor pieces inside were cut to pieces, exposing slightly cut skin. If it weren't for his snake-like quick steps, the stripped cloth-covered bronze armor... that blow just now, he would have died on the spot.
"Ahem!..."
Moseluoji fell to the ground, his left shoulder collapsed and was shattered by a hammer. And his subclavian artery was damaged, causing rapid internal bleeding, taking away the remainder of his life. The violent pioneer warrior "coughed" a large mouth of bright red, stared at the enemy who killed him, and spit out the last curse in his life.
"God bless you! The people of Tlaxcala...are all going to die!...Ahem! Uh..."
Surrounding the two generals, the warriors from both sides fought together, hugging each other and burning like firewood. Travette was dragged back a few meters by several sacrificial guards. He waited for a while before standing up with difficulty. He looked at the ax warrior opposite, who had turned into a warm corpse and was carried down the city wall by two sad and angry bronze armored warriors.
"...His Majesty the Supreme King! The heroic vanguard general, the hereditary noble of the capital in the lake, the eagle warrior Moselloki, just died on the city wall!"
"Um!"
King Avit suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the bodyguard who responded with an expression as cold as ice. Moseluoji is a famous warrior under him, but he didn't expect to be here. The king took a deep look at the dozens of bronze-armored elites who had just retreated outside the east city wall, and then pronounced his verdict without emotion.
"Behead all the retreating warriors, and put their heads on spears for public display! Tell the dead dog Chichi Mickey that if he can't attack the east wall, he will die there!"
"Yes! Follow your will!"
The personal guard remained silent, bowed deeply and respectfully, and then quickly passed on the order.
After a while, after a burst of screams, dozens of bloody heads were erected in front of the formation. The royal troops in the front line were all quiet for an instant. A middle-aged general stood on a high place, shouted loudly, and personally beat the drum of charge. Then, another thousand bronze-armored warriors burst out with high-pitched shouts of killing and rushed towards the city wall for reinforcements!
"His Majesty the King! The sourwood warriors from the south city have opened a gap in the city wall!"
"oh?!"
After hearing the report from the personal guard, Avitt perked up. He stood on the hill southeast of Tree Snake City, and could just see the situation in East City and South City. In the middle of the southern city, dozens of sour wood warriors had already established themselves at the head of the city. At first, there was a burly general, wearing platinum cloth-covered bronze armor, wielding a shield and a stick, fighting bravely at the top of the city, invincible to anyone who stood in his way!
"Good! What a brave warrior to charge!"
Avitt looked at it for a moment, clasped his hands in admiration. The Tlaxcala warriors in the northern city were obviously not elite enough. When they encountered the Sourwood guards who were desperate to avenge the legion leader, they were immediately at a disadvantage.
"Well, what's his name?"
"Your Majesty, he is the most famous warrior in Sourwood City, the family warrior chief of the Yotiko Army Commander, Turquoise Tesiwhit!"
"Oh? The warrior chief of Yotiko's family, Turquoise Tesiwhit?"
Hearing this, King Avit's eyes flashed with inexplicable light. After a moment, he raised his head confidently and made a promise with a smile.
"Haha, good! Such an elite warrior should serve the royal family! If he can come back alive, he will be promoted to a hereditary noble, be rewarded with the land of Chinampa, and become a centurion in my Broken Hair Guards Camp!"
In the past two years, in addition to the two aristocratic battle groups of the Eagle and Jaguar, Avitt has selected warriors from various tribes and reorganized a battalion of one thousand Broken Hair Guards.
The treatment in the Duanfa Imperial Guard Camp is generous, regardless of one's origin. Even canine descendants from the wilderness can be included as long as they are brave enough. In this Eastern Expedition, while he let the city-state legions attack the city and fight to consume their strength, he also selected brave warriors from each legion to fill the vacancies in the imperial guard camp.
In the eyes of the ambitious king, this battalion of broken-haired guards is the most loyal and brave king's army that belongs to him alone!
"Swish swish!"
"boom!"
Arrows intertwined like a curtain of rain, and the bronze cannon roared like a giant beast. The brutal siege lasted only a few moments, and another layer of corpses was spread up and down the city wall, stained with a layer of blood red. The fresh blood blends with the old traces, turning into a breathtaking dark red, deep in the dim sunlight.
During the ten-day siege of the city, both sides fought to the death with no regard for life, and the bloodshed was shocking. The casualties caused by the siege far exceeded the expectations of King Avit and the army commanders.
Even though the cities in Central America were far simpler than those in the Celestial Empire, the Mexican Alliance's equipment was much superior, and they still paid a huge price in the siege. Facing the huge number of Tlaxcala militia, the Union Legion can easily defeat them in the field, but they have to use the lives of samurai to fill the city!
In these ten days, the five armies of the alliance lost a total of 4,000 noble warriors, and also consumed 4,000 militiamen who filled trenches. In fact, Tlaxcala State is not far away from the alliance, and there are as many militias as it can command. But to completely attack the city before the heavy rain comes, we must rely on warriors who are good at fighting!
In order to capture Tree Snake City as soon as possible, Avitt strictly ordered the royal army to attack day and night, killing two thousand royal warriors in succession! There were seven to eight hundred people among them, all elites wearing bronze armor. The remaining three city-state legions also lost six to seven hundred men each.
As for the Tlaxcalans defending the city, they suffered at least two to three thousand tree snake warriors and more than four thousand militiamen. Coupled with the casualties during the night attack, the number of defenders in the city was reduced by almost half.
At this moment, the alliance was attacking the city from all sides at the same time, in order to disperse the defenders' strength as much as possible. Because the king clearly knew that the Tlaxcala people in Tree Snake City must have reached the limit of their morale and manpower!
"God of Hunting, please protect us!"
Seeing the emergency in Nancheng, Tree Snake City Lord Okote bit his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally waved the command flag in his hand. The last three hundred prepared tree snake warriors shouted the slogans of the gods and were thrown into the south city wall. At this moment, he had no more troops in his hands, so he could only pray to the sky with great piety, praying for the pouring rain, and praying to drive away the enemies who boarded the city as soon as possible!
"Um?"
Avitt squinted his eyes and looked at the head of Nancheng, where a new group of Tlaxcala warriors suddenly appeared. These enemy warriors were very brave. They all wore cloaks with tree and snake patterns. They killed the Sourwood Guards who had ascended first and drove them towards the bottom of the city wall. Seeing this scene, the cold king was not angry but happy, and laughed happily.
"Okay! Very good! This is the moment!"
Avitt looked excited and took out a red flag. He waved the flag forward vigorously and then threw it to the ground.
"King's order: Throw the vanguard, attack to the death, and dedicate yourself to the Lord God! ...The Eagle Legion is ready to climb the city and defeat the enemy at any time!"
