Aztec Eternals

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The fire gradually ignited in the majestic capital, and the night wind brought sounds from afar. There were all kinds of boiling shouts and hoarse howls, as if the end had come.

"Look to the south!"

Chiwaco stopped. He stood on the high stone steps outside the palace and looked at the south city, which was glowing red by torches. A dark green torrent is surging, and there is no end in sight or stop, and it will drown everything along the way.

Puap heard the prestige and watched the torrent continue to fork and expand, and the front end reached the palace and temple area, revealing the sturdy and chilling Mexican warriors in leather armor. He sighed in surprise.

"God! So many! All samurai!"

Chiwaco nodded solemnly.

"There are too many samurai in the south! When the army enters the city, they are like a pack of hungry red-eyed wild wolves, always ready to hunt. If the few of us go to the south, wearing the leather armor of the kingdom, we will collide with the samurai who do not know where they are. ...I am afraid that I will be torn to pieces by the wolves before I have time to take out the jade talisman to explain...Go to the east! We must leave the city as soon as possible to meet the Highness of the Mexicans!"

Hearing this, Puap lowered his head and looked at the leather armor on his body. At this moment, the hummingbird's family crest is so dazzling. He gritted his teeth, shook his head, and asked in a deep voice.

"Throw away this leather armor?"

"No, tonight, an extra layer of leather armor will give you an extra layer of vitality... Stupid wood, bring the clothes I prepared, and everyone will put on a layer of robes."

Hearing the old uncle's order, Weiz took out a cloth bag and opened it, which contained more than a dozen civilian-style black robes. Puapu widened his eyes in surprise and looked at the well-prepared Chihuaco, who always had a smile on his face. Soon, everyone put on the black robes, as if they were integrated into the shadow of the night, making them less noticeable.

"go!"

More than a dozen people carried bamboo baskets and trophies on their backs and left in a hurry. The magnificent Palace of Winds is still full of lights, but the sound of fierce fighting is gradually extinguished in the wind. Then, an angry shout suddenly exploded, resembling the roar of a heroic spirit, echoing around the palace!

"Ah! Who is it? He stole my Black Wolf's exploits!"

Chiwako smiled and looked back. In front of the palace hundreds of steps away, it was stained with blood. Hundreds of warriors slumped across the icy stone steps, turning into equally icy corpses. Bright hummingbirds fell on the damaged leather armor, reflecting the lights of the high-rise buildings, like a beautiful picture scroll.

The old militiaman's eyes flashed and he paused for a moment. He turned his head, glanced at Pu Apu lightly, and silently took out a pea, and quietly sprinkled it into the wind.

"The chief's warriors are all here..."

"Old Qi, what did you say?"

"I said, hurry up, the Mexica warriors are going to the temple!"

Puap looked up, and the "House of Wind" Yakata, which was dozens of meters high, stood in the very center of the capital, and the raging flame was lit at the top of the tower! The priests of the three gods were smoking the smoke of the gods, and they were dancing frantically and bewitched around the holy fire that never stopped, with yellow powder drifting from time to time. The priest's singing came from afar, as mournful as a dying night owl. Soon, unwilling howls scattered into the wind, mixed with last desperate prayers. And in the prayers, there are the frantic shouts of the Mexicans!

"Kill the three gods! The main **** is supreme! Glory to the warriors of the battle of gods!"

The shadow of the pyramid is majestic and vast. In the shadows cast, the "House of Winds" was surrounded by thousands of Mexica legions. The shining sticks waved and fought, rushing to the top layer by layer; the whistling rain of arrows went up, knocking the guards of the temple to the ground.

There are only hundreds of warriors in the temple, and there is no powerful longbow in their hands. They threw javelin stones in vain, and their numbers dwindled rapidly in the slaughter. Soon, the Mexican Legion rushed to the top!

"The three gods are calling us! The Stone of the Dead opens the door of the Moon God! The blue fire is the road to the kingdom of God!"

The leader of the old priest made his last cry! Then, he suddenly threw the torch in his hand on the ground of the temple. The blue flames suddenly rose like a tide, and the poisonous smoke spread in all directions, drowning all the priests in the blink of an eye, and devouring the nearest Mexica warriors. Thousands of kilograms of dead stone burned at this moment, bringing everything in the temple into another world of ashes!

"Ah this! Three gods... dead?... main god... supreme..."

Seeing this scene, Puap shuddered deeply, turned around in a hurry and fled with Chiwako. Faith and loyalty completely disintegrated on this night, and his mind has collapsed to nothingness. The gray soil warrior closed his eyes halfway, so he was in a trance, and he didn't know how long it took before the scream of killing sounded in his ear again. He opened his eyes again, only to find that he had reached the noble district.

Chiwako hid in the garden with his brothers, carefully watching the movement ahead. A large number of Mexica legions wielded their weapons and firmly surrounded a gorgeous mansion. Shouting the slogans of the gods, these devout warriors wear the amulet of the hummingbird sun around their necks. They waved their weapons mercilessly, killed the recalcitrant guards, and then beheaded the nobles in front of them. Many of the warriors were still wearing Otomi costumes!

The nobles first resisted and cursed loudly, then put down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy. The Otomi warriors did not change their expressions, ruthlessly executing the commander's orders. Soon, the gorgeous mansion was filled with gorgeous corpses,

Boxes of gold and silver cloth were plundered. Then came a large group of young women, tied together with ropes by the samurai.

In this age in which the hierarchy was born, wealth was concentrated entirely in the hands of the hereditary aristocracy. The great aristocracy lived an extravagant life beyond imagination. The warriors consumed a lot, and the commoners were impoverished and basically had no savings.

When the battle was over, the Mexica warriors in the brigade shouted the name of God and went to the next mansion. Chiwako also took the brothers and continued to move forward cautiously, and soon arrived at the artisan area.

There are not many Mexica warriors here, and there is no separate looting. The samurai brigade gathered in the huge artisan center, guarding and protecting the artisans inside, with more than a thousand people. Occasionally, the scattered samurai squads slammed their eyes and rushed here, and then they were ordered by the leading commander to drive back to the noble area.

Puapu looked at the location of his family from a distance, and stepped forward in silence. He patted the old militiaman on the shoulder and motioned for himself to lead the way. The group walked along the path, bypassed the craftsmanship center, and returned to the vast civilian area.

The civilian area of ​​Nancheng has gradually calmed down, but here in Dongcheng there is still fighting. A large number of Tarrasco militia scattered in the streets, followed by Mexica warriors who were chasing and chopping. From time to time, some people dropped their weapons and surrendered. Large groups of Turks rushed out of the trapped compound, like hyenas out of their cages, roaring and looting the nearest house. They grab almost everything, pancakes, jerky, cloth, cocoa, and even delicate clay pots, and then put a fire on it. The flames were blazing, the smoke drifted, and the terrified Tarrasco civilians fled from their houses. They are like hares running around, full of panic when the cave collapses, avoiding all natural enemies with weapons.

The burning flames soon caught the attention of the Mexica Legion. A large number of samurai attacked, and the tribesmen in large and small bags were easily cut down. Afterwards, they shouted again and tried to put out the flames or isolate the fire according to His Highness's instructions.

Chiwako looked fierce, and stabbed his spear to death, killing two Turks barbarians running towards him. Then, he looked worriedly at Huinan City, but couldn't tell where the fire was. Puap carried the prince and urged in a low voice.

"Old Qi, go this way. The East Gate is coming soon! I hope there are still defenders who will stand by and send us down the city wall!"

As he said that, he touched the two jade talismans of different shapes in his arms, making preparations with both hands.

The old militiaman pursed his lips and silently led the brothers forward. The group had just turned around the street when they saw the dense lights of the East City Gate, and they bumped into the rapidly marching brigade of Mexican warriors.

The weasel owner, Kozart, was suddenly startled and stopped. He pulled out the weapon from his waist and looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared. His gaze stopped on more than a dozen spears, and then swept across the civilian-style black robe.

"Hey, a dozen or so scattered militia? Come on, kill them all!"

Cozart raised his hand ruthlessly, and dozens of warriors drew their weapons and spread out to surround him.

Puapu took out His Highness's jade talisman and was about to speak. The old militiaman waved his hand quietly. He took a step forward, took out the wooden sign of the connector, bowed and smiled.

"Master, we, the alliance's inner responders! Obedient, good people!"

Hearing the half-familiar Mexican language, Cozart tilted his head cautiously, and a personal guard stepped forward to take the wooden sign. The personal guard flipped through for a while, looked at the picture of the hunter above, and respectfully turned around and replied.

"Patriarch, it is indeed the wooden sign of the Northern Legion, belonging to the scout pioneer. It should be the inner responder in the city."

Hearing this, Cozart's expression relaxed slightly. He observed the attire of this group of inner responders and asked suspiciously.

"The army has entered the city. Since it is an internal response, what are you doing here?"

"We're going out of the city and reporting back the latest information."

Puap answered cautiously.

Cozart's eyes flickered, his eyes slowly swept across the bamboo baskets of the group of people, and saw the vaguely revealed belongings. Then, his eyes paused, with a keen weasel-like sense of smell, and accurately fixed on the child on Puap's shoulders. The weasel owner sniffed his nose lightly, and then brought a dozen of his personal guards forward.

"You, don't move! Who is he?"

Cozart narrowed his eyes and held up the torch in his left hand. He looked at the child's arms and neck, the pale complexion and delicate skin contrasted with the warrior's rough ashes, which made him stand out. A sneer appeared on Kozart's face, and he tightened the battle stick in his right hand.

Feeling the fierce killing intent, Puap's pupils shrank suddenly, and he also touched his weapon.

"Ah, my lord, this is the prince! Captured and dedicated to the great alliance. You, noble commander, yours, dedicated to you! . .

Seeing this scene, the old militiaman hurriedly bowed his waist and stepped forward with a smile on his face. He tugged Puap's arm, and forced the quiet Prince Châtigny down and put it on the ground. Then, the old militiaman waved his hand, pulled Puap with anger in his eyes, and carefully led the militiamen back.

"Oh? Prince? Prince of Tarrasco!"

Hearing this, Cozart's eyes lit up. He leaned over to check, looked at the prince's white teeth, looked at the prince's small hands without calluses, and finally looked at the condor pattern on the other's neck, and finally his face was full of ecstasy!

"Ah, really the prince of Tarrasco?! Noble sacred offering! The best military exploits of the Alliance!"

Hearing this sentence, all the cronies around were also happy, and their expressions showed relaxation.

"Um...Prince...Military...Hey!"

The weasel's eyes became more greedy, and there was a hidden killing intent in the greed. He raised his head, saw that the inner responders were quietly retreating, and shouted sharply.

"Stop! Put down the things in the bamboo basket! Otherwise, you will be caught and killed!"

"Damn it! This is what I risked, tried my best, killed..., and got it!..."

Puap finally couldn't bear it any longer, and roared angrily.

"Put it down, let it go! Master, let it go!"

The old militiaman shouted hurriedly. He raised his hand and personally helped Puap unload the bamboo basket, then gestured to the surrounding militiamen with his eyes.

"Throw it out! Throw it!"

Seeing the happy look on the commander-in-chief's face, Chiwako roared suddenly and smashed Puap's bamboo basket at Kozart. The head of the weasel was agile, and immediately retreated. Although the other old brothers were reluctant, they threw the bamboo basket out without hesitation.

"Boom! Jingle!" The bamboo basket fell to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound. Large pieces of gold, silver and jade scattered all over the ground, shimmering with light, and making a ding-dong sound like a seductive spring.

"escape!"

Chiwako shouted sharply, turned and ran. Puapu glanced reluctantly and fled with the militiamen. In just a short while, the group's full load of loot was only the feathered bamboo basket behind the old militiaman.

"Patriarch, do you want to go after him?"

Weasel's eyes flashed. He looked at the dozen or so militiamen who were running away quickly, and at the scattered belongings... After hesitating for a few breaths, he shook his head.

"Oh! If they are smart, I will spare their lives today!"

Afterwards, Cozart no longer concealed the greed in his eyes. He waved his hand and scolded sharply.

"Hurry up! Keep all the things on the ground for me, don't hide it! My lord, I'm not a stingy person! Divide me into ten parts, two for your majesty, one for the regiment commander, and one for your highness. , and one more, all for you!"

There was a low cheer from the cronies. This distribution ratio has always been the old rule of the noble private army. The weasel had a clear conscience and was content with his generosity. What, you ask for the remaining five? Of course it's all the Lord's!

"I didn't expect that guarding the city gate would have such a harvest. It's really generous of the Lord God! Haha!"

Cozart showed a satisfied smile and walked towards the prince who had woken up. There was light in his eyes, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Child, don't pretend to be asleep, who can you hide from me?! Come on, tell me your surname!..."

The night wind blew, and the young Chatigny opened his eyes. He looked at the large group of Mexica warriors who came around, trembling all over, but still stubborn, staring at the approaching weasel...

"Old Qi, ran this far in one breath!...Where are you going? Are we out of town?"

"Master, the east gate is blocked, and so is the west gate. This group of Mexicas doesn't seem to be in the same group as Captain Mexica... It was too dangerous just now! Let's go around the civilian area in the south to hide for a while. Hide, and then pick up my daughter, and the family members of my brothers!"

Chiwako glanced at the dozen or so brothers who had been following him, stopped slowly, and shouted to everyone in a low voice. Then, he touched the feather bamboo basket behind his back and encouraged with a smile.

"The most important things are there! As long as you see His Royal Highness Mexica, everyone has a share of the credit!"

The group of people gathered together again in embarrassment and sneaked forward. Along the way, the situation in Nancheng has gradually stabilized, and from time to time, you will encounter the spear corps blocking the streets.

Chiwako watched patiently for a long time~www.readwn.com~ and couldn't tell whether they were samurai or militiamen. These cane hat and spear soldiers pay attention to cooperation, act rigidly, but have strict discipline. They used a hundred-man squad as a unit to control key intersections, put out burning fires, and stabbed to death the rout army that caused chaos. In the crowded places, some spear soldiers came out and used the extremely proficient Prepecha language to appease the panicked civilians in the capital.

Chiwako hid in the dark, watching the silent and simple faces of these soldiers, as well as the familiar dull expressions. Instead of seeing the bellicose and bloodthirsty characters of the elite Mexica warriors, he felt a kind of homely atmosphere.

"Hey, this is the accent in the southern part of the capital? Does the alliance have any other insiders?"

Puap listened intently, then looked puzzled.

"Lao Qi, the road ahead is blocked, what should I do?"

"Let's go, take a gamble! This group looks reliable!"

Chiwaco gritted his teeth hard. He dropped the spear that he held for a moment, raised the wooden sign in his hand, and pulled Puap forward.

"Blessed by the Lord God, my own people!"

The shouts spread far and wide, and hundreds of pike militiamen looked at them at the same time. A young captain blew his whistle, and the militiamen silently raised their bronze spears and approached from all sides!

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