The hazy sky shrouds the plateau, and clouds pile up in the east, foreshadowing climate changes. Under the clouds, a white stone fortress stood on a hill tens of meters high, as if it were the incarnation of indestructibility.
Ancient serpentine carvings surround the city wall and reach the hilltop of the White Snake. But at this moment, the top of the city was filled with a heavy air of death. Thousands of White Snake warriors were stationed at the top of the city, but they were silent and silent.
The warriors guarding the city seemed to have lost their desire and ability to speak. Their eyes were numb and empty, and their faces were full of death, like living zombies. The leather armor and battle clothes on their bodies seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, and were covered with strange blood stains and oil stains of unknown origin.
"It's really an extremely quiet dead city, a dying fortress."
Black Wolf's royal flag fluttered high and was erected on a high platform outside the south city. The high earth platform is located on the top of the hill. It was built by tens of thousands of people digging the earth. It is almost flush with the opposite city wall and is specially used to observe the situation of the hill city.
At this moment, Bertard was standing on the high platform, squinting his eyes and looking at the hilly city in front of him that looked extremely solid. This was his first time observing one of the last two fortresses of the Tlaxcalans. After a while, he shook his head and said to Shulot beside him.
"Your Highness, the terrain of this hill city is excellent and very strong! In terms of defense alone, among the city-states I have seen, it is second only to the mountain city of Otopan and the city of Trochtitlan in the lake. However, the defense The morale of the Tlaxcala warriors in the city seems to be very low! Even without heavy artillery, as long as casualties are not spared, we can defeat them and seize the city in one fell swoop!"
Shulot looked calm and nodded. White Snake Hill City was surrounded by a circle of earth, and no food was allowed to enter. The siege of the entire city-state has lasted for more than a year. The city has long run out of ammunition and food and is relying on people for food. There were no reinforcements outside and no food stored inside. Under such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible to maintain the morale of the defenders.
In fact, if it weren't for the old enemy Mexica Alliance that sacrificed the gods, the Tlaxcala gods guarding the city would have surrendered long ago.
"Bertard, you are right! This fortress has only its last breath left. Now, let us use the Thor mortar to blast away their breath!"
Shulot smiled, took out the offensive flag, and waved it vigorously.
"Legion attacks!"
"Dong dong dong!"
Soon, the drums of attack began to sound, and the huge Mexica army formation changed accordingly. The first to attack were two hundred shield vehicles. Driven by hundreds of militiamen, they covered five hundred elite archers and slowly approached the city. After a while, the shield cart was pushed up the hill and pushed with difficulty to a distance of a hundred steps from the city. Then, the archers stood still, stretched out their long bows, and fired toward the White Snake Hill City.
"Swish swish!"
Facing the missiles from the Mexica Legion, the dead city finally came to life, and sporadic arrows began to fire back, but the number was not large.
Orin, the warrior of the Cloud Serpent, sat at the head of the city, holding a shield at an angle and looking at the Mexica people outside the city. Beside him were piles of lime jars and rolling logs used to defend the city, blocking the other half of his body. Arrows rained down from the sky, nailing onto the wood and shield, making a "duh" sound. However, there was no movement on Orin's lifeless face.
This kind of siege test has happened many times. Orin knew clearly that the arrows thrown by the Mexica archers were not a big threat to him who was wearing leather armor. The terrain and walls of White Snake Hill City occupies too much advantage, making the bows and arrows shot from behind become powerless.
"If this were the case, the Mexicans still wouldn't be able to capture it today."
The warrior Orin sat on the top of the city and whispered a prayer in a weary voice.
"Cloud Snake God! Come quickly! Destroy everything in the city quickly! I don't want to eat anymore."
"Dong dong dong!"
The fierce war drums became more and more urgent, and more arrows were shot. It is obvious that the morale of the Mexican attack is higher than the previous times.
Next, in Orin's confused eyes, ten large "copper beasts" with short and thick "heads", shining with golden luster, were climbing up the hill extremely slowly, dragged by more than a hundred militiamen. The copper beast is said to be short and thick, but it is not necessarily very short. It is estimated that it is only slightly shorter than the height of a person, but it is indeed thick. The "mouth" of the copper beast is open, enough to fit a human head in!
"Huh? What are these large 'bronze beasts'? Are they also capable of making huge thunder sounds and throwing small stone bullets like the previous ones?"
Orin thought blankly. He vaguely sensed some danger from the high morale of the Mexicans. In previous sieges, he had witnessed the bombardment of the Sun Condor Cannon. However, on such a steep hillside and facing such a high hill city, the power of that "copper beast" is very limited, and the small stone bullets that hit it cannot cause damage to the solid stone wall at all. Only the deafening thunder is really unforgettable!
"The cloud serpent priests said that these Mexica's divine weapons borrowed the power of underground monsters! If I die under such weapons, will I fall into the abyss and fall into the kingdom of monsters?"
Orin thought wildly, seemingly not caring whether the fortress would fall or whether he would die. After being surrounded by the Mexica, he knew that the city's fall was an inevitable outcome and that death in battle was a natural outcome. After all, so many gods and warriors died in this cruel battle between gods, so why should he escape? The only thing that concerned him was his destination after death, where he could go.
"Haha! Where can you go after death? Orin, you have eaten so many people, eaten other people's wives and daughters, and also let others eat your own son. Do you still think that you can go to the Cloud Snake God Guangming after death? Kingdom of God?”
As he thought about it, Orin burst out laughing. He smiled, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, which were vaguely bloody. Feather arrows fell from time to time, but they could not scare a desperate person. He just pursed his lips and watched as the Mexican militiamen fixed ten large "copper beasts" on the hill in an orderly manner. The position of that position was just behind the large shield vehicle, and only more than a hundred steps away from the head of White Snake City.
"It's almost here. I feel like it's almost here."
Orin whispered to himself, but in his ears he heard Tisat, the Lord of White Snake City, shouting in panic from the top of the city.
"What are those golden copper beasts? What are they! Quick, call the Cloud Snake Priests over! Let them hold a ceremony and pray!"
The frightened shouts of the city lord floated across the city, but except for his family warriors, not many people responded. Orin was also silent, watching helplessly as dozens of Mexican gunners were busy going back and forth, filling large cans of "black powder" into the huge "beast mouth". When loading, the gunners' faces showed nervous expressions. This was a heavy artillery that had never been seen before, and it was loaded with more than ten kilograms of new gunpowder!
Finally, huge stone bullets, much larger than a human head, were slowly stuffed into the "mouth of the beast". The "animal mouth" was then sealed with cotton and connected with a long lead. All the steps were carried out in front of Olin's eyes, only a hundred steps apart. They were so complicated and methodical, as if they were carried out before death. Sacrifice.
".A stone bullet bigger than a human head? Could it be!"
Orin blinked and looked at the copper beast that "ate" the stone bullet, his face showing surprise for the first time. At this moment, the ominous premonition came again, too strong to be ignored.
"O God of the Cloud Snake! I beg you, don't let me die in an ugly way."
The warrior of Cloud Snake murmured a prayer, fear gradually appearing in his eyes. He watched the Mexican gunners light torches and wires, then quickly covered their ears and crouched down on both sides of the copper beast. Afterwards, there was a moment of dead silence, and then there was the roar of thunder, a shocking sound that had never been heard before!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!."
(End of chapter)
