The clouds are getting thicker and the sky is dark. The smoke of sulfur was drifting in the wind, and the banner of the Lord God was flying on the top of the city. The eagle warrior Barda led thousands of janitor warriors, and the third batch entered the city, encountering almost no resistance.
"Huh? There should be thousands of militiamen guarding the city. Where are they all dead?"
Wearing bronze armor and holding a bronze spear, Barda looked around the city, but saw only deathly silence. It seemed that after crossing the city wall, there were no more defenders, nor the large groups of militiamen that were common during city sieges in the past. Without stopping, he first led a large group of guards, walking past low and deserted thatched huts, past desolate and quiet stone houses, and finally arrived at the first important location, the main warehouse in White Snake City.
In the main warehouse area, there were originally more than a hundred White Snake warriors stationed, but now they have thrown down their weapons and surrendered to the first batch of pioneers who entered the city. At this moment, nearly two hundred Mexica pioneer warriors, in addition to dozens of people guarding prisoners, were searching and looting in the warehouse, stealing some unobtrusive small items, such as gems, gold sand, silver grains and other easily hidden items. spices.
"Huh?...These bastards..."
Barda frowned and saw the nervous pioneer warriors, but didn't say anything. The pioneer warriors risked their lives and killed the enemy first. According to private practice, they would also get an extra share of the spoils. As long as the items in these warehouses are not made too ugly, military judges will not deal with them.
"That's almost it! Seal the warehouse! All large pieces of cotton and grain will be confiscated!"
Confiscation of large items of property means that small items can be kept privately. The guards had smiles on their faces, and the pioneer warriors also relaxed and cheered lowly.
"Witness the Lord God! Battalion Commander Barda, although there are a lot of various belongings in the warehouse, there is indeed not a single grain of food!"
"Um?"
After hearing the reply from the samurai captain, Barda walked into the stone warehouse and glanced around. It was indeed so clean that even a mouse would cry. He was thoughtful, turned around and left without saying anything.
Soon, a hundred janitor warriors stayed here to guard the warehouse and prisoners. The main body of the guards continued to advance, and within a short time, they arrived at the palace area in the city. In the palace area, there were still sounds of stubborn fighting, but when hundreds of imperial guards arrived, the last resistance collapsed in an instant under the rain of arrows and sharp axes.
"The White Snake bodyguard warriors killed more than a hundred people. The divine nobles captured more than two hundred people... Are all the divine nobles in the city here?"
"Yes, Battalion Commander! Oh, besides here, many of the Cloud Snake priests in the Central Cloud Snake Temple are also descendants of gods!"
"Well, I understand, I'll go to the temple later!"
Barda nodded and strode forward, stepping on the corpses and bloodstains of the guards, into the palace of the city lord. More than two hundred of the last descendants of the Cloud Snake God were all lying on the ground in despair, sobbing and whining. Now that they have fallen into the hands of the Alliance, the fate of these gods has been determined.
Barda looked around at the prisoners, nodded with satisfaction, and asked again.
"Where is the warehouse in the city lord's palace?"
"Batalion Commander, behind you!"
Barda kept striding, and under the leadership of a warrior, he came to the private treasury of the Lord of White Snake City. There were even more gems and jade, gold and silver ornaments, spices and herbs, feathers and costumes seized from the private treasury. Not only that, there are more than a dozen bronze weapons, long bows, and bronze arrows in the inventory. Barda picked up a bronze axe, inspected it for a moment, and then cursed secretly.
"Damn it, the Lord God has witnessed it! This ax handle symbol must have been produced by the craftsmen's camp in the alliance capital! I don't know which noble family it came from..."
However, there were only a dozen smuggled bronze weapons in the warehouse, and the number was too small to be investigated. Even if it is found out, the great nobles of the capital involved can refute the fact that it was captured in a battle by the Tlaxcalans. In fact, judging from the number of bronze weapons flowing out, the alliance's arms control has been very good. The great nobles in the alliance were still afraid of the king and the high priests and did not dare to go too far.
In addition to weapons, there is also food in the warehouse to supply five hundred people for half a year, which should be specially prepared for the gods in the mansion. This was also the first time Barda found food in the city.
"Lord God bless you! Stay
Two hundred people! Keep these divine prisoners under my watch and don't allow them to commit suicide! They are all precious gifts to the gods! "
After a while, the guards left another two hundred people behind, while the main force continued to move forward, heading towards the Cloud Snake Temple in the center of the city. In the distance, there was a faint flash of fire.
When Barda arrived, the ancient Cloud Serpent Temple was already in the hands of the pioneer warriors. The fire that had just been ignited in the temple was now extinguished. The corpses of more than a hundred temple guards fell everywhere along the pyramid, their deaths were hideous and tragic. The bright red liquid slowly flowed down from the height of the pyramid, covering the thick and sticky dark red blood, as if a new layer of dye had been applied.
"Hey! This smell of blood, these old blood clots! How many people have been sacrificed here?"
Barda sniffed his nose, with a bit of displeasure on his face.
There was too much blood stained on the pyramid of the Cloud Serpent Temple, and in the siege, there was not enough water to wash it away. Over time, the blood stains solidified into thick clots, exuding a disgusting smell under the hot sunshine. And when the imperial guards climbed the stone steps of the pyramid, they discovered that the accumulated thick blood clots could reach their ankles.
"Battal Commander! Seeing the Alliance warriors attacking the city, all the Cloud Snake priests in the temple have committed suicide!"
After a while, the armored pioneer warrior Quez ran down from the temple above and bowed to Barda to report back.
"As for the drawing boards and wooden books in the temple, most of them were set on fire and were put out just now! There is a lack of grease in the city and they cannot light a fire..."
"These cloud snake priests are decisive in their death!"
Barda raised his brows, looked at the thick blood stains on the pyramid, and did not choose to climb the tower. He pondered for a while and asked seriously.
"Have you captured any divine prisoners? Have you found any hidden samurai or militiamen?"
"Battal Commander, the brothers did not capture the descendants of the gods... but with the blessing of the Lord God, we captured dozens of prisoners in the small low temple behind the temple pyramid. They are..."
Speaking of this, the face of the pioneer warrior Quez showed a little hesitation and a bit of disgust that could not be concealed.
"Well, what are they?"
"They are the quartermasters and chef servants in the city, responsible for preparing food for the defenders... They may know the whereabouts of the militiamen in the city..."
"Quartermaster? Preparing food? And the whereabouts of the militiamen?"
Hearing this, Eagle Warrior Barda lowered his eyes. He vaguely guessed something, his face remained calm, but his voice became deeper.
"It seems that we will not encounter any more resistance in this dead fortress."
"Then let's go! Go to the small temple and interrogate the captured quartermaster... We must give His Highness a clear response!"
