The pursuit was ambushed, the commander died in battle, the divine feathers were trampled by the Mexica, and large groups of barbarians continued to pour out of the mountains and forests, surrounding them from both sides. The Mixtec military formation lasted only a moment before it could no longer hold up. Thousands of warriors shouted in panic and fear, and then collapsed in the fierce surprise attack.
At this point, the war has officially entered a new stage of chasing death and chasing north, and the real heavy casualties will start from this moment!
"Chase! Cut off their heads and capture their warriors! This is all military merit! Ouch!..."
The canine warriors roared and howled excitedly. They ran and pursued in the mountains and forests. They were so fast that they threw the lagging enemies to the ground like a large group of hounds. They wielded copper spears, chopped off copper axes, took out sisal ropes, skillfully tied the prisoners' hands and feet, and plundered the noble warriors' belongings wantonly.
The Mixtec states are located in the geologically active Sierra Madre del Sur mountains and are also rich in gold and silver. Their goldsmiths and silversmiths are highly skilled and can forge all kinds of exquisite gold and silver necklaces and jewelry. The belief in the rain god Zhawi also advocates the colors of gold and silver. Therefore, the necks of Mixtec nobles are always bright and flashing with soul-stirring light.
The victory was determined, and the corners of Black Wolf Toltec's lips curled up. He looked at the fleeing and slaughtered enemy troops and felt content for a moment, then gradually regained his composure. He has experienced too many similar scenes, and today's battle is not difficult at all.
Black Wolf lowered his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a while, he called for the commander of the Tlaxcala surrender camp, "Shuanzhu" Tetica.
"Tetica, your Tlaxcala battalion acted as a lure for the enemy and did a good job!"
"Respected Commander of the Black Wolf Army, you are all blessed by the Lord God!"
Tetica knelt down respectfully and lowered his head, with a bit of bitterness on his face. The three thousand warriors who went out to battle in Shenshi City were all elites among the Mixtecs. In order to rescue the temple in the mountain, they are also very willing to fight. This induced the enemy to defeat, and the surrender camp suffered another eight or nine hundred casualties. The once high-ranking warriors, once they fell into the hands of others, were driven by others, burned like firewood, and died together with the humble militiamen. Why! I don’t know if the souls in the hearts of those who died in the mountains and forests in the south can go to the kingdom of the God of Hunting...
Thinking of this, Tetica felt a chill in her heart. He carefully raised his eyes and looked at the terrifying leader of the Black Wolf. He held the hummingbird amulet around his neck and prayed in front of him.
"Praise the Lord God! He gives us victory!"
"Ha ha!"
Black Wolf laughed loudly. He squinted and took a deep look at Tetica, then waved his hand and declared generously.
"Tetica, the Lord God's blessing only falls on warriors who fight devoutly!... Well, the Tlaxcala warriors can still fight!"
Having said this, Black Wolf stretched out his finger and pointed at the faint pyramid temple in the mountain.
"In the Temple of the Clouds, in the Tehuacán Pyramid, there are still hundreds of temple warriors holding on. Go! Take the Tlaxcala warriors and knock down the temple for me! When the temple is captured, the side halls of the temple and the warriors My residence and attached villages are all open to you to plunder!”
The Temple of the Clouds is the residence of the gods and the northern sacred site of the Mixtec people. It is naturally not only a magnificent pyramid, but also includes hundreds of priests, hundreds of temple warriors, and thousands of villages that support the priests and warriors. In this era, every large temple inherited has accumulated hundreds or even thousands of years of tribute. The amount of precious metals in it is enough to make any European king jealous.
"The temple in the clouds...allowed to be plundered?!"
Hearing this, Tetica's eyes suddenly turned red. After his faith was broken, he no longer had the respect he once had for gods, and only reality remained in his eyes. The commander of the surrendered battalion immediately bowed his head and kowtowed several times.
"Generous and majestic leader, Tlaxcala warrior, I am willing to fight for you!"
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Black Wolf laughed heartily. But soon, he frowned and corrected him sternly.
"No, we are fighting for His Highness, fighting for the Lord God!"
"Yes, yes! Fight for the leader, His Highness and the Lord God!"
Tetica saluted respectfully. Then, he took the battle stick and led the gathered troops to the towering Yunzhong Temple.
The sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets. The green earth is dotted with solidified bright red, and the stiff corpse is covered by dense vegetation. And the raging fire also ignited from the village under the temple in the mountain, burning all the way up, accompanied by shouts of fighting and desperate wailing!
The one-sided pursuit lasted for two days. Pursued by the canine hunters, only two to three hundred of the three thousand elite Mixtec warriors escaped. The canine descendants brought back two thousand heads, as well as seven to eight hundred pale-looking soldiers who could walk.
According to the tradition of the Guakili Legion, all warriors who are unwilling to surrender will be executed; enemies who are injured and unable to walk will be executed; and captured nobles with charisma will be directly sacrificed. This cruel fighting custom comes not only from the alliance's traditional human sacrifice practices, but also from the ruthless natural laws of the wilderness, making all enemies fearful.
"Pile up two thousand heads and build a pyramid!"
With a cold look on his face, Black Wolf issued the first military order to the surrendered Mixtec warriors. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth, held the bronze Qin sword at his waist, and asked lightly.
"Who among you warriors is the best? Stand up for me!"
The Mixtec warriors looked defeated and looked at each other. After a moment, their eyes focused on a warrior as strong as a cheetah.
"...damn it!"
Richie, the Rain God Warrior, cursed secretly in his mind. With his hands tied, he lowered his head, stood on tiptoes, walked on the front half of his feet, and stood up carefully.
Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, looked at Richie's walking pace, and nodded slightly. Then, he held the bronze sword tightly and strode closer.
"I am the Black Wolf Toltec! Warrior of the Mixtecs, tell me your name!"
"...I am the Rain God Warrior of Shenshi City, Richie the Woodpecker!"
Richie squatted slightly and replied nervously. He had heard of the Mexica tradition, and he liked to let the enemy's warrior captives duel with the alliance's warriors under unfair conditions, using the lives of outstanding warriors to please the warlike and bloodthirsty God of War.
"riki, Riki the Woodpecker? Okay!"
Black Wolf nodded slowly and smiled. Then, he took a step forward, suddenly pulled out the copper sword from his waist, and slashed at the defenseless Richie!
"ha!"
"ah..."
Richie was suddenly attacked, and his body instinctively avoided it. He jumped like a cheetah and took a step to the right. Then, he dodged with difficulty, dodging two swords in a row until he ran out of breath. Then, the sharp sword blade struck his head, the sharp sword wind scattered his forehead hair, and the cold death happened in an instant!
"ah!"
At the moment of the border between life and death, Black Wolf suddenly turned his wrist, turning the sharp sword blade into a thick sword spine. Then, he changed his chops into slaps, and used a skilled capture technique to hit Richie heavily on the shoulder.
"Snapped!"
"Well!"
The Rain God Warrior Rich groaned, lost his balance, and was knocked to the ground. His pupils suddenly contracted and dilated, sweat flowed from his forehead like a waterfall, and even his knees were shaking slightly. After a few breaths, a red line appeared on his forehead, giving off a faint blood color. At that moment, he was only half a finger away from death.
"Ha ha!"
Looking at Richie who fell to the ground, Black Wolf laughed wantonly and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, with his hands tied, he can still dodge three of my swords. He is indeed an outstanding warrior!"
After saying that, Hei Lang took a step forward again, raised the Qin sword again, and slashed down mercilessly!
"Bah!"
Richie's mind was trembling, his eyes were out of focus, and his back felt like an electric shock. When he came to his senses, he realized that the rope binding his hands had been cut off by the terrifying warrior in front of him.
"Richie, from today on, you are the leader of these more than 700 surrendered troops!"
Black Wolf put away the bronze sword, stretched out his hand, and lifted Richie off the ground like a coyote grabbing a bobcat. He looked into Richie's eyes with his cold black eyes and gave an order that he could not refuse.
"Remember! You have to fight for the Lord God and for His Highness! Warriors who fight bravely will gain property, women, land, and even titles, and become nobles of the alliance! And cowardly warriors will be as humble as ants on the ground. As for the traitor..."
Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, grinned, showed his sharp teeth, and spoke word by word.
"I will personally chop off his head!"
"..."
Richie pursed his lips and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the cold face of the black wolf, as if he were facing a beast in the jungle. After a while, the surrendered Rain God warrior slowly lowered his head, his voice was weak but very clear.
"Yes. Follow you..."
"louder please!"
"Yes! I obey you!"
“Tell me, praise the Lord God!”
"...Praise the Lord God!"
"good!"
Black Wolf nodded with satisfaction. He let go of his hand and ordered.
"Take your people and build the temple! Remember, put the heads of the divine nobles on top!"
The Rain God Warrior nodded silently. At this moment, he seemed to have lost something in his heart, and seemed to have broken away from something. He turned around and glanced subconsciously at the Temple in the Cloud not far away. There was a flame burning underneath the pyramid.
A moment later, a frenzied howl of wolves came from the sacred mountain of the temple, accompanied by an almost crazy shout. That was the howl of the Tlaxcalan soldiers, and now it was like a dog descendant, full of the ferocity and cruelty of the wasteland.
"Ha ha!"
The black wolf listened for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed, like a wolf king from the wilderness.
"Yes, what a bunch of wolf cubs!"
Richie stopped, his knees weak. He took a few hard breaths to stabilize his trembling mind, but his mind went blank. He had learned the Nahua language of the north and could understand the cry in the wind. This cry was like the coming of doom, causing the nearby Mixtec troops to show true despair.
"The Rain God is dead! The Lord God is Supreme!...The Temple in the Clouds has fallen!"
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