The god lowered his red eyes and stared at the blood-stained earth. The brutal battle finally ended, and the chasing Puton warriors returned carrying their heads. The corpses of more than three hundred Xiwu warriors were lying everywhere, stretching all the way to the south. The warriors of the kingdom raised their weapons and cheered. They smiled and prayed, celebrating a great victory after a bloody battle!
"Praise the supreme Lord God! We fight for God, die for God, and win the victory given by the God of War!"
After praying, the kingdom's warriors lowered their heads and began to count the casualties of the fleet, rescue their own wounded, and then sacrifice the enemy's prisoners. This short but fierce battle took away more than ten Prepecha warriors, more than ten Silver Crow warriors, and more than thirty Puton warriors. A rough calculation shows that in just a quarter of an hour of fighting, more than sixty people were killed!
In the land of Maya, far away from the alliance, facing such casualties, the warriors of the kingdom will never show mercy and let any captured enemy go.
"Haha! Blessed by the Lord God! This is the leader of the Mayan gods! I, Puap, broke into hundreds of Mayan warriors and personally cut off his head!"
Puap was beaming and shouted loudly. He was covered in blood, wearing red-stained bronze armor, holding high the head of Prince Xiutul, and was showing off his military exploits in front of the warrior formation!
"God bless you! Captain Puap, you have led the charge several times. You are so brave, as if you were possessed by a black wolf general!"
The warriors of the kingdom clapped their chests and greeted the captain respectfully. The most important warrior in the kingdom, Captain Puap's heroic performance today really impressed all the warriors. Even the silver crow warrior Osprey and the short spear warrior Moka Yin are all convinced by him!
"Haha! You did a good job! As soon as we get back to the ship, I will give each of you a bag of gems! When the fleet returns to the kingdom, Your Highness will be rewarded heavily!"
"Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness! Praise the captain!"
The warriors of the kingdom praised and shouted excitedly. Only the main priest, Tomat, solemnly presided over the simple post-war prayers.
"...Blessed by the Lord God! Praise her and grant us victory in the battle!"
Then, without saying a word, Priest Tomat stood in front of the small temple pyramid, staring at the "allies" approaching at the edge of the southeastern jungle.
The Maya tribe that appeared in the southeast, with the cooperation of the fleet tribe warriors, had defeated the Xiwu warriors in the rear group. They divided themselves into more than a hundred people and searched the corpses of the Xiwu warriors. Whether it was damaged wooden armor or broken stone spears, they all collected them and were reluctant to throw them away. And if they encounter a dying Xiwu warrior, they will show no mercy and slit his throat directly, leaving no one alive!
At this moment, under the leadership of a dozen noble warriors, the remaining two hundred tribal warriors were walking quickly towards the kingdom's team. Most of these tribal warriors were bare-chested and armed with simple stone spears. The leading noble warriors only had two pieces of rough wooden armor on the front and back, and wore shabby battle clothes with "big" snake patterns. Compared with the warriors of the Xiwu family, this equipment is simply pitiful!
"What? Where did these Mayans in the jungle come from? They are like featherless turkeys..."
Chihuaco, an old militiaman wearing leather armor and holding a spear, stood beside Priest Tomat and looked at the approaching Maya tribe. Soon, under the last light of the setting sun, he saw the familiar family pattern on the opponent's uniform at a glance, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"Hey! This is it?"
"Yeah. Exactly!"
Priest Tomat nodded, pointed at the Mayan warrior who was approaching, and then pointed at the Mayan businessman Tikalo who was a dozen steps away, remaining silent.
Ti Carlo was wearing a robe with the same family pattern. At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, his clothes were torn, his face was in a mess, blood was still oozing from the wound on his arm, and no one was bandaging him. He pursed his lips, with a smile on his lips, and sat quietly, watching the Mayan warriors approaching, looking like a fallen sage or a down-and-out elder.
More than two hundred Mayan warriors stood dozens of steps away and did not get closer. Puap led a large group of warriors, wearing armor and armed with soldiers, and vigilantly confronted the "ally" just now.
Then, a young Mayan deity with long snake hair and tattooed face and nose strode out of the crowd. He came to Ti Carlo and took advantage of the remaining light of the evening to carefully look at Ti Carlo's smiling face. After a few breaths, the young Mayan descendant showed excitement and joy. He bared his divine teeth encrusted with gems and shouted in the ancient Mayapan language at Tikalo on the ground.
"Uncle Tikallo! You are back!"
"Tiakin, my nephew, the last sun of Mayapan, you have grown up!"
Tikalo smiled, very happily. In the Mayan language, the meaning of "Akin" is the most noble sun. He sat on the ground, looked at his nephew's respected and mature face of the god, and looked at the tattered and old uniforms of the Mayapan warriors, and smiled and shed tears.
"It's been more than ten years!...I finally came back here and saw you!..."
"Hey! What are you two talking about?"
Huitu Puap raised his eyebrows, looking at the two people who met in tears, and finally realized that something was wrong. He held Xiutul's head and strode forward, looking at the excited Mayan deity and then at the slumped Mayan businessman.
"Huh? You two look a bit alike, right? Except one has a bald head and the other has tattoos. Could it be that..."
Puap touched his head and looked at Tikalo with some confusion for a while, then suddenly he had an idea and suddenly realized it.
"Ti Carlo, I understand, this is the seed you left in Maya?!"
"...Puapu, you idiot!"
The old militiaman Chihuaco walked up to the three men with a spear in hand. He already knew the ins and outs of this battle from Priest Thomas. At this moment, he raised the spear shaft upside down, wishing he could give Puap two hard blows to relieve the anger in his heart.
"Lord God, grant me peace! Let me see the reality of the world clearly, and think about the way forward in the chaotic jungle!"
Priest Thomas closed his eyes and prayed devoutly to calm down the anger in his chest. Then, with no trouble on his face, he walked directly to Ti Carlo and reached out to help him up.
"Ti Carlo, I have a few questions that I want you to answer! These answers will be witnessed by the Lord God to determine your future destiny."
"The Lord God witnesses! Dear Priest Tuomat, I will tell you everything I know and follow your arrangements."
Ti Carlo smiled sincerely, his face was open.
"very good!"
Priest Thomas nodded heavily. He stretched out his finger and pointed first at the dead god's head in Puap's hand, and then at the Mayan warrior wearing a "big" snake pattern. Finally, he looked at the Mayan merchant Tikalo, with an extremely serious expression, and asked coldly.
"Who is he? Who are they?...Who are you?!"
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