Aztec Eternals

The sky was clear, the wind was high and the clouds were clear, the afternoon sun was hot, and the dry wasteland was covered with dust. The dark green legion held the banner of the black wolf, dashed along the rolling hills, and rushed towards the mouth of the valley forty miles to the northwest. The smoke and dust of the march rose into the sky, and it was still clearly visible across dozens of miles. The scouts of the Guaquili breed saw all this on the mountain, and passed the urgent news into the valley, causing the Red Fox Valley to panic even more.

In the northwest of Taniguchi, Ivican's eyes were red, his battle stick was bloodied, and he stood on the camp in Taniguchi. A thousand red fox warriors held their bows and spears and spread them out in and out of Taniguchi. They have completely controlled the situation and grasped the passage of Taniguchi. The nearby canine tribes were mercilessly dispersed, and then gathered in the corner of Taniguchi again, waiting in fear for the way to escape.

The valley road in the northwest is relatively wide and can pass thousands of people. There are hundreds of fallen corpses in the valley, and they are all poor tribesmen. Thousands of red foxes, Ding Zhuang, were carrying food, lined up in mixed long queues, stepped on fresh corpses and bright red, and struggled to flee north. Not far away, two hundred chief guards wearing the gray-blue cotton armor of the Otomi people, guarding the red fox's heritage flag, are quickly approaching Taniguchi.

Outois trotted in the center of the line. Although he is over forty years old, he still runs very fast. The red fox chief was wearing the dark green cotton armor of the Aztecs, which was particularly conspicuous in the gray-blue team. There were constantly scouts running from the mountains in the valley, reporting the latest military information to him.

"Chief, the cactus tribe has branched out a legion and is heading towards Taniguchi! It's about the size of two ordinary tribes, and the distance is thirty kilometers away!"

The scouts ran back and forth to report, and then hurried away, like a crocodile flying back and forth, bringing bad news.

Chief Red Fox narrowed his eyes. He looked around at the migrating group, and then at the sun above his head, and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it! It's a coyote that smells fishy. It's coming so fast!... Thirty miles away, marching fast, just after noon... The clan's Dingkou has only retreated halfway, and they have to find a way to survive until dark. !"

Ottowa kept walking and came to Taniguchi's camp in a moment. Ivican bowed his head in a salute.

"Chief, I dispersed the ordinary tribes in Taniguchi and killed hundreds of tribesmen who were blocking the way. Ouch! The Red Crow tribe did not flee far, they only escaped to the northeast thirty or forty miles..."

"Well done, Ivican. Leave the Red Crow tribe alone! The tribe will go directly to the northwest!"

Ottowa waved his hand. Standing on the heights of the camp, he did not look at the chaotic situation in the valley, nor did he listen to the noisy cries in his ears. The red fox chief looked at the smoke and dust in the south, and then looked at the ordinary tribes gathered near Taniguchi, and said in a deep voice.

"How many ordinary tribes were gathered in Taniguchi? How many dingguchi? How many warriors?"

"what?"

Ivican tugged at his hair and thought hard for a long time.

"Chief, there were originally five small tribes here in Taniguchi. When I came, I killed one, and the remaining four tribes had more than 3,000 people. Their soldiers were recruited by the three major tribes, and it is estimated that there are only 400 left. It's just a group of weak grass rats, facing the red fox warriors, they don't even dare to snort!"

"Three thousand mouths, four hundred warriors..."

Ottowa nodded, but did not speak. He squinted his eyes, looked at it for a quarter of an hour, estimated the marching speed of the cactus warrior, and clenched his hands silently.

"Ivican, the cactus tribe is coming too fast! When they get here, we have only left for a dozen miles, and we won't be able to last until it gets dark."

"Ow? Chief, what should I do?"

"...Ivican, my warrior. You're a good archer and a hero. I've always valued you!"

"Ow, Chief, I am willing to fight for you!"

Hearing the chief's praise, Ivican patted his chest hard.

"My warrior, in the face of the pursuit of the coyote, the grass mouse can't run around with its head down... I have a mission for you!"

"Ow?"

"Bring the thousand warriors in your hands! When the tribes leave Taniguchi, drive away the three thousand tribesmen gathered here and attack the cactus tribe!"

"what?"

Ivican's face changed and his whole body trembled.

"Chief, these three thousand tribesmen are simply vulnerable! One thousand tribe warriors have to fight against two or three thousand cactus warriors... Definitely can't beat it!"

Ottowa's face was sullen, his eyes stern, and he looked at the red-haired captain.

"Stupid! Ivican, I didn't let you fight the cactus warrior to the death! You pioneered the tribesmen and disrupted the march of the cactus army. Even 3,000 grass rats are enough for the wolves to catch them for a long time! Then wait for the tribesmen. After the collapse is over, you can harass it a few more times, and then retreat as soon as it gets dark!"

"There are still 20,000 tribes in the valley, two large tribes. As long as we retreat in time, the cactus warriors will not stalk us! Remember, you are faster than anyone else!"

Ivican pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Okay! Chief, I'll go!"

"Okay! When you come back, I will give you my daughter! No matter how many soldiers you die, I will fill you up. Ivican, the continuation of the tribe is up to you!"

"Ow! Chief, Father, fight to the death for you!"

Ivican's eyes turned red again. He knelt down, kowtowed to Ottowa, and got up to leave.

A thousand red fox warriors acted immediately. Fully armed, they surrounded the ordinary tribes in the corners of the valley, and announced the order of the tribal levy. As soon as a tribe leader refused, he was shot to death by Ivican, and a dozen guards who resisted were also killed. It didn't take long for the red fox warriors to control the 3,000 tribesmen, forcing them to throw away large and small salutes, grab their crude stone spears and stone hammers, and prepare for a desperate battle.

The sky slanted westward, and the six thousand red fox Ding Zhuang finally left the valley. With bare feet and food on their backs, they fled to the depths of the northwest wasteland facing the setting sun. Behind them, two thousand guarded red fox warriors. Many of these warriors were from ordinary tribes and were forcibly recruited. At this time, they left the valley with the Red Fox tribe and left their own tribe forever, and their hearts were full of complicated emotions.

Ottowa took the chief guard and stood on a high place, looking to the south. The cactus warriors rushed all the way, but at this time it was only ten miles away. The smoke from the south was approaching, almost mingling with the noise of the valley.

The red fox chief looked east to the valley. In the southeast Taniguchi, the battle drums continued, and there was a distant fight in the wind. Obviously, the battle was fierce. Along the long and narrow valley, tens of thousands of canine tribes scrambled for food, trampled and killed each other. All kinds of debris were thrown away in the valley, and there were bloodstains in the debris.

However, the escape route was blocked by the warriors of the big tribes, and the ordinary tribes could only escape through the path between the northern mountains. The mountain road was narrow, and the various units collided and formed a group, and a thousand people did not escape for a long time.

"Heh~www.readwn.com~Stupid Grass Rats..."

Ottowa shook his head. He did not block the north, leaving a narrow escape route, just to prevent the ministries from hitting Taniguchi.

"Goodbye, Chief Red Cat and Red Frog! With the blessing of our ancestors, we will meet again in the wasteland!"

Chief Red Fox showed a mocking smile, then stopped and turned to leave. behind him. Ivican led a thousand tribe warriors and drove three thousand numb tribesmen to kill the cactus army several miles away.

The plateau is vast, the sun is slowly falling, and it is another round of purple setting sun. Three thousand tribesmen ran under the setting sun, like a group of desperate mice, rushing towards the array of two thousand imperial guards.

Bertard frowned slightly and shook his head. The fierce shouting and killing suddenly sounded outside Taniguchi in the northwest, accompanied by one-sided killing. Da Peng's blood splattered on the ground, dyed with purple light in the setting sun, like a kingdom of underworld descending on the world.

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