"Um?!"
The raindrops rustle, disturbing people's hearts. The fight just now sounded long, but in reality it was only half a quarter of an hour. At this moment, dusk came in the heavy rain, and the city was filled with shouts of killing. And the dim skylight fell on Texi Whitt's suddenly changed face, revealing a bit of shock and depth.
"What did you say?"
The burly turquoise general took a step forward. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed Travitt's shirt forcefully.
"Damn it, tell me clearly!"
"...Ahem!"
Travette felt a pain in his chest and couldn't help coughing. He took a few deep breaths, looked at his wife behind him, and answered in a low voice.
"There is another hidden reason for your master's death... I can tell you everything I know! But you must swear to the Lord God to let Chichipati and me go!"
"Haha... let you go?"
Hearing the words of the cloud snake hunter, Texihuite raised his brows, feeling extremely irritated and almost boiling with murderous intent. He had always been a little uncertain about the death of the legion commander... The burly general sneered and without hesitation, punched him.
"boom!"
"Well!"
The brave cloud snake hunter groaned, and blood started to flow from his nose. The heavy rain fell on his face and then into his mouth, bringing a strong taste of blood. Travito gritted his teeth, tightened his lips, and remained silent. The opponent's violent performance was very different from his previous calm fighting style, which showed that he was confused and worried.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Texihuite punched the Cloud Snake Hunter three times in a row, causing his face to be bruised and bruised, and Chichipati burst into tears, but he couldn't get the response he wanted.
"Praise the Lord God! Kill them!"
The shouts of the Mexican warriors were getting closer and closer. The large group of alliance warriors dispersed and were cleaning up the remaining enemies in the city. I'm afraid it won't be long before warriors from the royal family or other city-states arrive. At that time, these noble prisoners will be handed over to the king as sacrifices during the capital's grand ceremony.
"Despicable archer!"
Texihuit suppressed the fire in his heart, stared into the other person's eyes, and shouted angrily.
"Quick, tell me! Everything about that night attack!"
"Ugh... you swear to the Lord God, let us go!"
The cloud snake hunter answered. His mouth was swollen and his voice was a little garbled.
"..."
Texi Whitt pursed his lips, raised his left hand, and punched like a rock again.
"boom!"
The cloud snake hunter was hit hard on the jaw, causing a brain concussion. The unbearable pain came instantly, causing him to scream.
"ah!..."
"Are you going to tell me?"
Texihuite's eyes widened, like a tiger looking for someone to devour.
"ha!"
The Cloud Snake Hunter was sweating profusely from the pain, his face was twitching, but he managed to raise a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You...swear first..."
"...damn it!"
Tessie Whitt growled and raised his fist again. He looked at the cloud snake hunter who was almost knocked unconscious, paused for a moment, and then slowly lowered his hand. He glared at the Cloud Snake Hunter fiercely, thought for a long time, and finally made his promise amidst the shouts of death nearby.
"Huh... despicable archer! Tell me everything you know! If the death of the legion commander really has nothing to do with you, I will let you go!"
"You...swear! Let me and my wife go!"
The cloud snake hunter gritted his teeth and demanded stubbornly. For traditional warriors who value honor, oaths are a guarantee worth trusting.
"...The Lord God witnesses! I, Texihuite, swear by the honor of a warrior! And you must also swear by the gods!"
Texihuite clenched his fists, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and spoke word by word.
"You, tell me everything you know about that night attack! If the death of the legion commander has nothing to do with you, I will let you live!..."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
The cloud snake hunter struggled to smile on his bruised and bloody face.
"Witness the cloud snake! I, Travit, swear by the honor of a warrior, what I say next is the truth!"
"Say it!"
"Huh, huh... That night, I saw the arrows aimed at your master coming from the side and rear of the military formation."
Travitt gasped, recalling that night. Although only more than half a month had passed since that rare victory, it suddenly felt like a lifetime ago.
"And at that location, I didn't see the tree snake guards who attacked and killed me, and I never sent an attacking team before!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, Texihuite's expression changed, uncertain. The waves in his heart were turbulent, like floods hitting rocks, making waves.
"go on!"
"...After that battle, I took the warriors back to Tree Snake City. The city wanted to reward the warriors who had made meritorious service, but I searched all the remaining Tree Snake guards and couldn't find the archer..."
Travit glanced at the other party's gloomy face and carefully formed his words. The heavy rain blocked everything, and his low words could only be heard by the two people who were close to him.
"Over the past few days, I have thought carefully about it. It was very dark that night, and your family leader was wearing thick armor and had military guards. Even with my shooting skills, it was difficult to hurt him..."
"The person who can shoot an arrow through his neck must be at an extremely close range and have great shooting skills! He shot this precise arrow from an angle where the guards were not wary... and the timing of this arrow, It just so happens that the sky is getting brighter, and the Mexican Army has stabilized during the night attack. Even if the general is killed, there is no risk of collapse..."
"...Excellent shooting skills, extremely close range, no precautions, perfect timing?...The head of the family..."
Hearing this, Texi Whitt suddenly froze and stood on the spot. The suspicion hidden in his heart was confirmed by the words of the cloud snake hunter, and it suddenly turned from flood to fire, burning fiercely in his chest. There was no drastic change in expression on his face, but his eyes became increasingly red, filled with deep-seated hatred.
"You mean?..."
"That's right! The person who shot your master to death must be one of your own in your legion! And he was a ruthless and outstanding hunter!"
At this moment, Travette was not completely sure, everything was just inference and conjecture. But his face deliberately showed a look of determination and confidence, so that Texi Whitt could see it.
"..."
Tessie Whitt took two steps back, lowered his head and lowered his eyes. He waved his hand, and the dozen or so guards around him, who had been waiting for a long time, swarmed forward. The warriors aimed their spears at Travet's vitals, and surrounded Chichipati and the remaining men.
"You!...You swore!"
Seeing this scene, Travitt's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the copper ax that fell on the ground, a sharp copper spear pressed against his neck. Travette was trembling, looking at the silent turquoise general, and shouted sharply.
"Damn it! Glorious Mexica warrior! Could it be that...are you going to violate the oath of the gods and abandon your glory?"
"..."
Tessie Whitt was silent, thinking, not saying a word. The heavy rain fell, messing up his hair, wetting the corners of his eyes, and hitting his face. The sky gradually dimmed, and the skylight was swallowed up by the mountains in the west, just like his heart... After a while, the burly turquoise general raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.
"Travit, the sacred fight is a fight to the death. And you, in the fight just now, lost to me."
"Ah You!"
Hearing this, Travette was shocked. A sacred duel is also an oath from the gods... A sad smile gradually appeared on the Cloud Snake Hunter's face, and there was already a will to die in his eyes.
"I can die here...but you promised me to let Chichipati go!...She may have my child..."
"Haha... He is a lover, and he is also a warrior..."
Texihuite's eyes flashed and he looked at the Cloud Snake Hunter carefully for a while before slowly nodding his head and repeating those words again. Then, he spoke in a low voice with profound meaning.
"That's it! Travit, I can let you go today. However, the sacred fight is a fight to the death...you lose, you owe me a life!"
"...Tesiwhit, I owe you a life. Let me go, and when I leave the descendants of the god descendants...I will...pay it back to you."
The wind and rain were fierce, and the screams were faint. The cloud snake hunter pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and spoke the other person's name for the first time.
"Okay! The Lord God is witness!"
Texihuit looked solemn, clenched his fists on his chest, and prayed to the gods devoutly.
"Cloud Snake Witness!"
The cloud snake hunter looked solemn. He glanced at the beautiful god-born girl, raised his left hand with difficulty, and swore an oath loudly. This is the promise made by two noble warriors in the old days. They still maintain the traditional style, which is the agreement of the Flower War.
"Remember your oath, Archer!"
Tessie Whitt nodded and left the last words. Then, he took a deep look at the other person, turned around, and walked towards the city without looking back. Behind him, more than a dozen Sourwood guards looked at each other, hesitated for a few moments, and then followed Tesi Whitt and left together.
"call!..."
Seeing the enemy leaving, the heroic cloud snake hunter took a long breath. He relaxed all over, almost lost all his strength, and collapsed in the wet soil.
"Woo!...Vito!..."
Chichipati was soaked all over, and she threw herself into the arms of the cloud snake hunter, hugged his strong chest, and cried loudly.
"...Patti, don't cry. We have to find a way to slide down the city wall with a rope under the night and heavy rain. The road ahead is still very difficult, so we have to conserve our strength..."
With the support of several personal guards, the Cloud Snake Hunter hugged his wife and stood up with difficulty. He stood in the narrow, deserted alley, turned around and looked back, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar city-state.
The burly Mexican general disappeared into the cascading rain. The towering pyramid temple stands in the fierce heavy rain. And tens of thousands of Mexica warriors are pouring into the city, killing people and wiping out the nobles who have been passed down for centuries. After a moment, he sighed heavily.
"Hey! Mexica... Tlaxcala... Farewell, tree snake city!..."
The skylight faded from the west, and night slowly fell. The capital of the Tlaxcalans fell before the storm, and met its end in the storm. Although the fire in the temple has not been ignited, the brutal conquest will not stop. The fighting in the Tree Snake City continued all night long, and the warm bright red splashed in the rain, and spread along the rain until it disappeared into the soil.
Fresh vitality flows into the earth, noble souls go to the Kingdom of God, and the sacred bloodline will be cut off by ruthless killing. This was the destruction of the Tlaxcala people and the beginning of complete assimilation and national cohesion. The seeds of great unity sprouted in the fertile soil of watering, but they only used flesh and blood as a sacrifice, like a myth sung in the wind!
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