Aztec Eternals

The East is not yet clear, and the night is dark. The figures in the Mexican camp swayed and fled, waving their swords and fighting. From time to time someone screamed and fell to the ground, turning into a silent corpse. Blood splattered recklessly, and even the air turned sweet and fishy. The roaring bonfire swayed, illuminating the armored warriors; the broken banner of the inheritance evoked chaotic cries!

The night attack came suddenly, causing the entire camp to be in chaos. In the fight in the dark, the consideration is no longer the quantity, but the organization and tenacity. The militiamen of the city-state didn't see anything at night, they all fled in fear, and they scattered in panic. The Mexica warriors of different families scattered and held groups, guarding the inherited noble banner, and fighting indiscriminately under the night moon. The largest and most intense battle group was located in the center of the main camp, and that was the position of the legion's head coach.

The tall sour wood flag fluttered fiercely in the dark. The elite tree snake samurai and acid wood samurai shouted the same words and fought brutally at close range. The warrior's shout boiled like a spring, and even his body was like a spring, splashing bright red all over his eyes. And at the moment of the melee, a stern electric light suddenly struck, shot at the Sourwood Patriarch who raised his scepter and shouted sharply, hitting his heart!

"Ding!"

The sharp metal crash sounded suddenly, making everyone tremble!

Yotico's heart ached and his expression changed suddenly. The force of this arrow is so great! He staggered back two steps in a row, and fell to the ground with a "clatter", even hitting the spine with pain.

"Whoosh!"

"what!"

Another arrow came in the air, wiped Yotico's beast helmet, and hit the guard behind him. The older legionnaire tilted his head, and even dropped his gorgeous beast helmet, revealing his gray hair.

"Homeowner!"

"Legion Commander!"

Seeing that the coach was attacked, the surrounding Suanmu guards panicked and turned around to help. The Mexica warriors did not know the life and death of the coach, and the battle group was suddenly unstable, and there were signs of collapse.

"The coach of Mexica is dead! The coach of Mexica is dead!"

The Tlaxcala warriors who attacked at night were overjoyed and screamed. There are not many of them, but their morale is extremely strong, and they have the courage to die. At this moment, they struggled to wave their battle sticks and rushed forward desperately, taking advantage of this opportunity to disperse the hundreds of the toughest guards in one fell swoop.

"Get back!"

Legion Commander Yotico sat on the ground and shouted angrily. His hair was disheveled, and there was a copper arrow stuck in his chest, looking particularly embarrassed.

"Homeowner!"

Dozens of acid wood guards rushed forward anxiously, almost forming a wall around Yotico.

"I'm fine! Go back and keep fighting!"

Yotico stretched out his hand and stepped into the gorgeous battle suit. Under the inner layer of the soft cotton armor, there was the coldness and firmness of the metal. He groped for a while in his heart, and finally let out a long breath. The bronze arrow shot into the cloth and was blocked by the bronze armor inside. It only damaged the armor, but did not penetrate the armor.

"Hoo, God bless me! I've been fighting all my life. If I didn't have this pair of bronze middle armor that I got at a high price, I would have explained it here today!"

Yotico slammed, pulled out the bronze arrow that had been in the armor, and threw it **** the ground. Then, he put on the beast helmet that symbolized glory, and with the help of the family warrior chief Tessie Whitt, he stood up and reappeared in front of the Mexica warriors.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Warriors blessed by God, do not fear the loss of despicable arrows!"

Yotico glared angrily, looking in the direction where the copper arrow was shot. A few dozen steps away, more than a hundred elite tree snake warriors, led by a general wearing a cloak and holding a big bow, were striving to charge here.

Seeing this scene, Tessie Whitt, the chief warrior of the family, immediately raised a large shield and blocked the front of the square, carefully guarding the head of the family. The commander of the acid wood army had red eyes, raised his scepter, pointed to the other side, and shouted sharply to the guards.

"Despicable Tlaxcalans, how dare to attack the gods! Go, my warriors! Kill! Kill them and dedicate them to the Lord God!"

"Kill! Kill them and dedicate it to the Lord God!"

Seeing that the coach was fine, hundreds of acid wood guards immediately regained their fighting spirit and ignited their fighting spirit. They waved their battle sticks again, never retreating, and fiercely strangled together with the assaulting tree snake warriors.

The honorable aristocrat Yotico is not only the most honorable god-born in Acidwood City, but also the true master of the city-state legion. He has been leading the legion for ten or twenty years, and he has always been one-of-a-kind and has great prestige. As long as he stood here, the city-state warriors would not easily collapse.

"Damn!"

Cloud Snake Hunter Travito gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. After preparing for a long time, he took advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and shot the first precise arrow. In order to increase his confidence, he also deliberately aimed at his chest and used a copper arrow smuggled from the alliance. But when he heard the brittle metal sound of the copper arrow hitting him, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shot the second arrow to remedy the situation. It's a pity...

"Damn it! He must be wearing that kind of sturdy bronze armor! ... Damn it! What happened to the Mexicans over the past few years, so much new equipment!"

Travito squeezed hard, biting his lip, feeling the **** pain, and the killing intent surging in his chest. The Mexican Legion is in the chaos of the night attack. If it can kill the commander of the other party and shout loudly, it can even completely defeat these thousands of people!

"The warriors of the cloud snake, rush with me! Kill the opponent's coach!"

"kill!"

The tree snake warrior roared loudly and charged fiercely. Hundreds of acid wood guards gathered to form a tough battle group to block the assaulting samurai samurai. And the brave cloud snake hunter, throwing away the big bow, clenched the copper axe in his hand and rushed to the blocking battle group first.

Travito's footsteps were extremely nimble, like a galloping leopard, swiftly running to the rear right of a young warrior, where the shield of his left hand could not cover it. With his arm sticking out, with a precise wave, he slashed the opponent's shoulder and interrupted the opponent's defensive movements. Then, he took another step closer, rubbing the samurai's counterattacking stick, and gently slicing upwards.

"Ugh!...Hohoho..."

The blood of Da Peng splashed out from the neck of the young warrior, and it couldn't be stopped at all. Traverto took two steps back, avoiding the splashing blood, no longer looking at him, and directly killed the other city-state warriors. But after a few breaths, there were two more screams of dying.

"Ah!...Ah!..."

"Ok?!"

Yotico frowned and looked at the assaulting Tlaxcala warriors by the burning light. These hundreds of warriors are obviously the elites in the tree snake city, their combat skills are extremely skilled, and their cooperation is also very tacit. And the leading cloak general was particularly brave, killing three people in a row and advancing within forty steps! Ordinary city-state warriors can't stop it at all.

"Tessie Whitt, you, stop that general!"

Yotico thought for a moment, then looked at the family samurai chief beside him. In Nahua, the meaning of Tessie Whitt is solid and wise turquoise. This is a rare good name, usually given as a nickname, given to the toughest warrior, or the wisest priest.

"Follow your orders, Patriarch!"

Tessie Whitten bowed her head and gave a respectful salute. He was a burly man, wearing armor and holding a large shield like a thick wooden stake.

"The opponent is very brave, don't fight him to the death. Use a good shield and hold him back! There shouldn't be many Tlaxcalans attacking at night, as long as the warriors stand firm and recover from the chaos... .The whole army was wiped out, it was them!"

Yotico gave a careful warning, and then patted the long shoulders of the family samurai.

"Don't take risks, live to see me!"

"Yes! Patriarch, die for you!"

Tessie Wright saluted and left with a few guards. He strode with great strides, heavy on his feet, but swiftly running. After a while, he held a half-human-height shield and stood firmly in front of Travito. The cloud snake hunter, who rushed forward bravely, immediately felt a mountain of pressure.

"Damn!"

Cloud Snake Hunter Travito swung the copper axe continuously, but was blocked by the opponent's leather wooden shield, making a muffled sound of "duo duo". And he tried to bypass the tall Mexican warrior, but the opponent showed no less agility and a threatening stick.

"Damn it! You nimble turtle!"

The cloud snake hunter was forced to stop and fight with the stake in front of him. He scolded again and again, provoking the opponent in front of him, hoping to lead to flaws.

Tessie Whitt, however, just kept her head down and said nothing. He swung his shield and bat, focusing on defense, counterattacking twice from time to time, and he was as firm as a rock.

"Hu... huh!"

Cloud Snake Hunter Traverto rushed for half a second, but was stopped by turquoise Tessie Whitt. The surrounding tree snake warriors made a decisive attack, but they were also blocked by the tough acid wood guards.

Under the drowsy night fire, the two sides slashed close to each other and were completely entangled. In a moment, dozens of elite warriors fell to the ground. The warmth swayed freely in the battle, dyeing the warriors behind, making the soil underfoot muddy and sticky.

"The Lord God bless!"

"Blessed by the cloud snake!"

The flames flickered, on and off, framing the melee crowd. The fierce shouts of killing soon turned into screams of injury, and then were drowned out by new shouts.

A quarter of an hour later, the tree snake warriors still did not break through the block, they just sacrificed their lives in vain, and went to the kingdom of God with the city-state warriors. And when the war came to a stalemate, the numerical disadvantage of the Tlaxcalans was gradually revealed.

Elder Yotico stood before the flames and the flag. He was motionless, his expression resolute, and a little gloomy.

The battlefield in front of him is like a lake where blood gathers, accumulating fresh vitality and swallowing the lives of warriors. There are constantly small groups of Mexica warriors coming from the surrounding noble residences and joining the fighting group. There are also scattered tree snake warriors running from the outer camp. But their numbers are much lower.

"what!"

Seeing more and more Legionnaires, Yotico's mouth showed a cold smile. He raised his head slightly, looked at the completely setting moon, and then looked at the rising sun.

"Phew! The darkest hour is finally over!...Wait until dawn..."

Yotico narrowed his eyes coldly, staring at the hundreds of tree snake warriors who were struggling among the three or four hundred acid wood guards, especially the general who was good at fighting. His heart was full of killing intent, and he even thought about the situation after the war.

In this night attack, the Acid Wood Legion may suffer heavy losses, and his strength and prestige will be damaged accordingly. And King Avit has always been aggressive, maybe he will take the opportunity to punish and further suppress the city-state legion... We must leave enough sacrifices to explain this night attack!

The sky was bright, and the camp was gradually recovering from the chaos. Jotico looked at the battlefield for a moment, feeling that the overall situation was settled. So, he turned his head and gave orders to the family guards on the left and right.

"Go! Bring forty people and surround them from both sides! Don't leave the general of the Tlaxcalans!"

"Follow your orders, Patriarch!"

The guards bowed their heads and saluted respectfully. Soon, the wall of guards around Jotico thinned out. And the two rushing samurai squads were quickly encircling the rear of the tree snake samurai.

"Travito! Almost there, we should get out!"

The noble warrior Yin Ci, covered in blood, ran to the brave Cloud Snake Hunter and murmured anxiously. He was the personal guard of the Lord of the Tree Snake City, Ocott, and the deputy leader of the night attack.

"Duh, duh!"

Travito's eyes were red and he ignored it. He slashed hard, and saw that he was about to completely smash the large shield in Tessie Whit's hand.

"Travito, can't break through!"

Yinz swung his stick and covered Travito's left and right. While blocking the attack of the Suanmu guards, he persuaded in a deep voice.

"It's almost dawn! The Mexicans are about to recover. The results of tonight's battle are enough, we have to bring back some more tree snake warriors! ... The city lord is still on the city wall, waiting for us!"

Hearing this sentence, Travito finally calmed down. He was out of breath, took a few steps back, looked fiercely at Tessie Whitt, who was mute and blocked with a shield, and couldn't help cursing angrily.

"Damn it! You shrunken turtle! You will only hide behind a shield, without the glory of a warrior's death!"

"Huh? I'm not a turtle, I'm turquoise Tessie Whitt."

Tessie White put down her shield and grinned calmly, like a rock that can laugh.

"Your name is Bow and Arrow Traverto? It turned out to be a despicable archer. The noble owner asked me to stop you with a shield, so I used my shield. If you really want to put down your shield and fight, you may not be my opponent!"

"you!..."

Hearing this, Travito glared at him and was about to fight again.

"Come on! It's almost dawn!"

Yin Ci urged repeatedly, his expression full of anxiety. The brave cloud snake hunter bit his blood-stained lips and finally turned back. In the Mexica camp, thousands of city-state warriors have recovered one after another, and there is no chance of them breaking apart. And it's about to dawn, if you don't go, you really can't go.

Before leaving, the cloud snake hunter was reluctant to look back. He looked at the sour wood flag that fluttered high~www.readwn.com~ and looked at the older asimile standing still, trying to remember the other person's appearance.

"Damn it! I swear to Cloud Snake that I will kill you!"

Travito sighed secretly, swearing loudly in his heart. Tessie Whittaker, with a half-smile, took a mountain-like pace, chasing after the cloud snake hunter. And Yotico looked at him coldly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if his killing intent was frozen.

"Whoosh!!"

At this moment, a Tlaxcala bone arrow suddenly rose from nowhere, like a meteor before dawn, and struck swiftly and precisely!

"puff!..."

"Uh! Ho ho..."

In an instant, the sneering Yotico suddenly widened his eyes. His child hole widened sharply, and his whole body lost strength, like an old owl seeing the rising sun. He tried his best to reluctantly turn his eyes and looked down slightly, only to see a half-bone arrow poking out from his fragile neck...

"Ho ho!..."

Unbelievable despair appeared on Jotico's face. He couldn't believe, and couldn't believe that he was about to die here!

The older Glory nobleman made two painful "ho ho" sounds, and without leaving any words, he slanted his body and collapsed under the banner. Warm bright red flowed out from his neck, dyeing his gray hair red, and also made his mind fall into a cold and eternal sleep.

The first ray of morning light, shot from the eastern sky, landed in his wide-open eyes, as if connecting with Tonali in his brain, taking away Teulia in his heart. That is the ladder to the kingdom of God, and then leads the souls who do not want to leave, at the intersection of light and darkness, leaving the old era~Click to download this book Station APP, massive novels, free to read!