The night was vast, and there was a sense of solemnity in the Tree Snake City. The four walls were lit with torches, and thousands of warriors patrolled and guarded each side. In the corners of the city, there were four thousand Alliance warriors and militiamen, guarding tens of thousands of Tlaxcala prisoners. The dim firelight, the warriors holding weapons, the faint traces of blood, and the silence of death are exactly the tone of this Snake City after it was conquered.
However, when the patrolling warrior team arrived near the Tree Snake Palace in the center of the city, the continuous lights suddenly brightened and beautiful music sounded everywhere. And the touching vitality will follow!
Hundreds of distinguished military nobles sat out in the open air and lit party bonfires in the gorgeous palace gardens. They were not qualified to enter the central hall, where the king's banquet was held, and could only drink and eat outside the hall. The aroma of food spreads between the gardens and palaces, accompanied by the fragrance of summer flowers, which makes people's fingers twitch.
Dozens of servants shuttled back and forth, serving freshly roasted turkey and hare to the noisy and cheerful noble warriors, as well as quickly consumed wine. In the center of the garden, two drummers beat the drums and several bamboo flute players played happily. Amidst the sound of drums and flutes, the heroic chatter and laughter of the warriors were heard, bragging about the fighting and victory in the battle.
"...Let me tell you, the Tlaxcala warrior I killed before was really skilled in combat and martial arts!"
Warrior Mo Chihui drank a glass of tequila and took a long breath. There was a drunken blush on his face, and his expression was full of memories.
"God bless you! That guy and I fought in close quarters for more than twenty breaths, and our swords clashed several times. Tsk! If it hadn't been for the fact that he had not exhausted too much physical strength before, and was a step slower... it would have been just a little bit. , I will be hit in the vital part by his war club and die on the spot!"
"Twenty breaths of close combat? How many times did the weapons clash?"
Hearing this, the noble warriors around were a little surprised. Rival warriors met on narrow roads, often fighting each other when they met, and the winner was determined by the confrontation. Life or death is often decided in a few breaths, and those who can drag it out for a long time are mostly shield-wielding warriors with excellent combat skills.
"Mo Chihui, what was the name of the Tlaxcala warrior you killed? Was he an outstanding warrior with a name?"
An older military aristocrat looked suspicious and asked.
"Haha! We were fighting close to each other. Life or death was a matter of seconds. How could I have time to ask for his name? By the time I stopped, I had already stabbed him in the vital part and killed him on the spot! But... "
The corners of Mo Qihui's mouth curled up, deliberately showing off. Then, triumphantly, he looked around at the listening warriors, coughed, and spoke loudly.
"Ahem! At that time, I was thinking, what important person is such a powerful warrior protecting? When I lead the warriors to kill those tree snake guards and capture the people they protect, oh!... .Guess who it is?”
"Who is it? Say it quickly, say it quickly!"
"Haha! They are actually the two sons of the Lord of the Tree Snake City, two true descendants of the gods, and the princes of the Tlaxcala people!"
"Ah?! You caught two divine princes!"
“It’s really the Lord God’s blessing!”
Hearing such achievements, the surrounding warriors looked surprised and burst into envious admiration. Among the alliance's military achievements, capturing the gods and attacking the city first were at the forefront. And Mo Qihui not only entered the city first, but also captured two noble descendants of the gods, so his subsequent rewards must be extremely amazing! Maybe, even his noble rank will have a chance to be raised to a higher level!
"Come, brother Mo Qihui, let me toast you and applaud your military exploits!"
The elderly military nobleman's expression flashed, he took two steps forward, smiled and raised his glass.
"Haha! Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Mo Qihui smiled heartily and drank from the glass. Then, he looked at everyone's attention and continued to tell with satisfaction.
"Then, I asked the two divine princes who were the warriors with such superb combat skills who fought with me just now?"
"Yes, who is it?"
Mo Qihui was extremely proud and waited for a few breaths with enjoyment before announcing the answer.
"Ouch!... It turns out that man is actually the warrior captain of Tree Snake City, the famous Tlaxcala warrior, Izzy the Brave!"
"What, he's actually the warrior chief of Tree Snake City?"
"If he can serve as a warrior commander, his combat skills must be among the best in Tree Snake City!"
"Mo Qihui, you can actually kill the warrior chief of Tree Snake City? I didn't expect that your martial arts skills are so superb!"
"Hahaha!"
Finally hearing the compliment he wanted most, Mo Qihui laughed loudly. His laughter was as loud as thunder and so hearty that even Turquoise Tessie Whitt, who was sitting cross-legged and eating a cake more than ten steps away, couldn't help but raise his head and take a closer look.
One of the Sourwood guards was angry and shouted in a low voice.
"Boss, your martial arts are the most superb among the warriors here! You were the first to attack the city that day, and you also captured the god. But, why did you let him go..."
"Eat pie."
Texihuite's expression remained unchanged and he spoke in a deep voice. The sour wood guard on the side pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"Huh... As a warrior, some things are very important. Some things look important but are actually insignificant."
Texihuite gnawed for a while and then said calmly.
"As for what happened on that day, I have already sworn an oath. From now on, you will not mention it."
"...Yes. Boss."
The few remaining Sourwood guards looked at each other and nodded.
"This tortilla is baked well, just the right amount of soft and hard!"
Texihuite raised his head, his face was like a rock, and glanced at the old brothers sitting around. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he greeted with a smile, and a little bit of vicissitudes of life.
"Come on, eat more and drink more wine! The Eastern Expedition is victorious, and only a few of the captain's sourwood guards are left!..."
"Tons...tons...tons!"
Mo Qihui raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine in a big gulp. He let out a long sigh of satisfaction, sweating all over his body. Military nobles kept coming around and inviting him to drink together. The young noble warrior had a red face, a big tongue, and laughed heartily.
"Mo Qihui, for your great achievements, Your Majesty will definitely give you a generous reward! Maybe your kind Majesty will allow you to choose one of these beautiful dancers to take away! You know, they are all The noble girls of Tlaxcala have no need to work since childhood, unlike the skinny common women!”
A strong military noble came forward. He patted Mo Qihui warmly on the shoulder and pointed to the center of the garden, his eyes shining.
In the center of the garden, there are more than twenty beautiful Tlaxcala girls. They are in their prime, with thin clothes and slim figures. At this moment, with tears in their eyes, they were dancing gracefully under the wolf-like gazes of the warriors, like soft clouds at night, touching people's hearts.
"What? Dancer?"
Mo Qihui was startled, turned around, and soon his eyes widened. The young warrior stared at the dancing girls and couldn't help but swallow. After a while, he patted his chest and shouted in praise.
"Haha! She's so good-looking, and she dances so well. With this figure, she must be a woman who is easy to give birth to! Roar! She's good-looking!"
"Ha ha!"
When the surrounding warriors heard this, they laughed loudly and howled in response.
"Good-looking, good-looking! Wow! So beautiful!"
A wanton and high-pitched roar sounded inexplicably in the garden and spread quickly. After a while, hundreds of fierce military nobles all grinned and roared happily.
"Ho! Looks good! Looks good! Haha!"
The roars of the warriors resounded in the beautiful garden, with heartfelt excitement and joy, like the roar of a pack of wolves in the night. Some warriors also took out their shields and beat them enthusiastically, singing loudly while beating them. Sometimes, a man's happiness is so inexplicable and unpretentious.
"Haha! These little wolves!"
The boiling roar spread into the banquet hall, alarming the generals sitting around and the king who was sipping his drink. Avitt put down his glass, shook his head slightly, and cursed with a smile. Then, he glanced at the legion commanders in the field, looked solemn, held the magic staff beside him, and gave the order in a deep voice.
"Come here! Go outside and recruit all the warriors who have made great achievements into the palace!... I want to personally reward them!"
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