Aztec Eternals

The night was dark, and the tree snake city was chilling. The four walls were lit with torches, and thousands of samurai patrolled each. In the corner of the city, there are 4,000 Alliance warriors and militiamen, scattered and guarding tens of thousands of Tlaxcala prisoners. The dim firelight, the warriors holding the troops, the faint bloodstains, and the silence of death are the keynotes after the conquest of this snake city.

However, when the patrolling samurai team came to the tree snake palace in the center of the city, the continuous lights suddenly brightened, and the wonderful music sounded everywhere. And the exciting vitality will follow!

Hundreds of military nobles sat in the open air and lit bonfires for gatherings in the gorgeous palace gardens. They are not yet qualified to enter the main hall of the king's banquet in the center, and they can only drink and eat outside the hall. The aroma of food, diffused between the garden and the palace, accompanied by the fragrance of summer flowers, makes the index finger move.

Dozens of servants shuttled back and forth, serving freshly roasted turkey hares and fast-draining drinks to the boisterous noble warriors. In the center of the garden, two drummers beat the drums, and several bamboo flute players played happily. And in the sound of drums and flutes, it is the heroic chatter and laughter of the samurai warriors, boasting of the slaughter and victory of the battle.

"...Let me tell you, the Tlaxcala warrior I killed before was really skilled in combat and strong in martial arts!"

The warrior Mo Qihui drank a glass of tequila and took a long breath. There was a slight blush on his face, and his expression was full of memories.

"Blessed by the Lord! That guy and I fought for more than 20 breaths in close quarters, and we fought with our weapons several times. Tsk tsk! If it wasn't for the fact that he used up too much physical strength before, he moved a step slower...just a little bit. , I'm about to be hit by his stick and die on the spot!"

"Twenty breaths in close combat? How many times did the swords fight?"

Hearing this, the surrounding noble warriors were a little surprised. The rival samurai met in narrow ways, often fighting each other when they met, and the winners and losers were decided when they met. Life or death is often decided in a few breaths, and those who can drag on for a long time are mostly shield warriors with excellent combat skills.

"Mo Qihui, what's the name of the Tlaxcala warrior you killed? But an outstanding warrior with a name and a surname?"

An elderly military aristocrat with a flashing expression, with some doubts, asked aloud.

"Haha! At that time, I was fighting close to my body, and my life and death were in an instant. How could I have time to ask his name? When I stopped, I had stabbed him in the key and killed him on the spot! But ah... "

The corners of Mo Qihui's mouth twitched, intentionally selling off. Then, triumphantly, he looked round the listening samurai, coughed, and preached aloud.

"Cough! At that time, I was thinking, what kind of important people are such powerful warriors protecting? When I take the warriors, kill those tree snakes' personal guards, and catch the people they guard, ho! . . . . Guess who?"

"Who is it? Say it, say it!"

"Haha! It turned out to be the two sons of the tree snake city lord, two true gods, the princes of Tlaxcala!"

"Ah?! You caught two god-born princes!"

"It's really the blessing of the Lord God!"

Hearing this kind of credit, the surrounding warriors were all surprised and burst into admiration. In the alliance's military exploits, the capture of the gods and the siege of the city are at the forefront. And Mo Qihui not only entered the city first, but also arrested two noble gods, then his subsequent rewards must be extremely amazing! Maybe, even his noble rank has a chance to be raised one rank!

"Come on, Brother Mo Qihui, let me toast you and applaud your exploits!"

The older military nobleman had a flashing expression, took two steps forward, and raised his wine glass with a smile.

"Haha! Don't worry, I haven't finished yet!"

Mo Qihui smiled happily and drank her glass. Then, he glanced at the eyes of everyone, and continued to talk with satisfaction.

"Then, I asked the two god-born princes, who are the warriors with such superb combat skills who were able to fight me just now?"

"Yes, who is it?"

Mo Qihui was extremely proud and waited for a few breaths before she announced the answer.

"Huh! ... So, that person turned out to be the samurai chief of the Tree Snake City, the famous Tlaxcala warrior, and the brave Izz!"

"What, turned out to be the samurai chief of Tree Snake City?"

"If he can serve as a samurai chief, then his combat skills must be among the best in the tree snake city!"

"Mo Qihui, you can actually kill the samurai chief of Tree Snake City? I didn't expect your martial arts to be so superb!"

"Hahaha!"

Finally hearing the most wanted compliment, Mo Qihui burst out laughing. His laughter was as loud as thunder, and it was extremely enjoyable. Even the turquoise Tessie Whitt, who was sitting cross-legged and eating cakes more than ten steps away, couldn't help but raise his head and take a closer look.

An acid wood guard was indignant and shouted in a low voice.

"Boss, your martial arts are the best among the warriors present! You were the first to attack the city that day, and you also captured the gods. Just, why did you let the other party go..."

"Eat the cake."

Tessie Whitt's expression remained unchanged, and she spoke in a deep voice. The Suanmu guard beside him pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Huh... As a samurai, some things are important. Some things seem important, but they don't really matter."

Tessie Whittle gnawed her head for a while, and then said calmly.

"As for that day, I have sworn an oath. From now on, you will not mention it."

"...Yes. Boss."

The few remaining Suanmu guards looked at each other and nodded.

"This tortilla bakes nicely, with just the right amount of softness and firmness!"

Tessie Whitt raised her head like a rock, and glanced at the old brothers sitting around. The corners of his mouth were slowly raised, and he greeted with a smile, with a dash of vicissitudes.

"Come on, eat more and drink more wine! The Eastern Expedition has been won, and the regiment's Suanmu guards are the only ones left!"

"Ton...t...t!"

Mo Qihui raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine. He exhaled contentedly, sweating all over his body. A number of military nobles around him came over and invited him to raise a toast. The young aristocratic warrior blushed, put out his tongue, and laughed heartily.

"Mo Qihui, you have made such a great contribution, your Majesty must have a great reward! Maybe, the kind majesty will allow you to choose one of these beautiful dancers to take away! You know, they are all The noble girls of Tlaxcala have no need to work since they were young, and they are different from the skinny commoner girls!"

A strong military nobleman stepped forward. He patted Mo Qihui on the shoulder enthusiastically, and then pointed to the center of the garden, his eyes were shining.

In the center of the garden, there are more than twenty beautiful Tlaxcala girls. They were young, thinly dressed and slender. At this moment, with tears in their eyes, they are dancing gracefully in the eyes of the warriors like wolves and tigers, like soft clouds in the night, touching their hearts.

"What? Dancer?"

Mo Qihui was stunned, then turned to look, her eyes widened quickly. The young warrior stared at the dancing girls and couldn't help swallowing. After a while, he patted his chest and roared in admiration.

"Haha! She looks so good, and she dances so well. With this figure, she must be a good-looking woman! Roar! She looks good!"

"Ha ha!"

When the surrounding warriors heard it, they all laughed out loud, and howled in response.

"Good-looking, good-looking! Ouch! So beautiful!"

Wanton high roar, UU reading www. uukanshu.com sounded inexplicably in the garden and spread quickly. After a while, hundreds of fierce military nobles all grinned and roared happily.

"Roar! Good-looking! Good-looking! Haha!"

The roars of the warriors resounded in the beautiful garden, with excitement and joy from the heart, like the roar of a pack of wolves in the dark. Some warriors even took out their shields and thumped them enthusiastically, singing loudly as they knocked. Sometimes, the happiness of a man is so inexplicable and unpretentious.

"Haha! These little wolves!"

The boiling roar was introduced into the banquet hall, alarming the generals who were sitting around, and also the king who was drinking with a sip. Avit put down the glass, shook his head slightly, and scolded with a smile. Then, he looked at the legion commanders in the field with a solemn expression, held the divine staff beside him, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Come on! Go outside and recruit the warriors who have made great achievements into the hall! ... I will personally award the reward!"

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