Aztec Eternals

The pursuit was ambushed, the commander died in battle, the divine feather bundle was trampled by the Mexicans, and the brute force of the brigade continued to pour out of the mountains and forests, surrounded by two wings. The Mistec army lasted only a moment, and could no longer hold it. Thousands of warriors cried out in panic and fear, and were scattered in a ferocious raid.

The war has come to this point, and it has officially entered a new stage of chasing the dead and chasing the north, and the real severe casualties will start from this moment!

"Chase! Cut off their heads and capture their warriors! It's all military feats! Ouch!..."

The canine warriors roared and howled with excitement. They ran and chased in the mountains and forests, and their speed was like a large group of hounds, throwing the lagging enemies to the ground. They swung copper spears, slashed copper axes, took out sisal ropes, and skillfully tied the captives' brothers and feet, wantonly looting the belongings of noble warriors.

The Mistec states are located in the geologically active Sierra Madre do Sul, also rich in gold and silver. Their goldsmiths and silversmiths are highly skilled and can forge all kinds of exquisite gold and silver necklaces and accessories. And the belief of the rain **** Zavi also advocates the color of gold and silver. Therefore, on the necks of the Mistec nobles, there is always a dazzling light, flashing a soul-stirring light.

The victory was decided, and the corners of Toltec's mouth twitched. He looked at the fleeing and slaughtered enemy troops, and was happy for a moment, then gradually regained his calm. He has experienced too many similar scenes, and today's battle is not difficult at all.

The black wolf lowered his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a while, he called for the battalion commander of the Tlaxcala surrendering barracks, "Short Post" Tetika.

"Tetika, your Tlaxcala battalion acted as a lure and did a good job!"

"Respected commander of the Black Wolf Legion, they are all blessed by the Lord God!"

Tetika kneeled respectfully, bowed her head, and a bit of bitterness appeared on her face. The 3,000 warriors in Shenshicheng were the elite of the Mistec people. In order to rescue the temple in the mountain, they are also very willing to fight. This lure the enemy was defeated, and the surrender of the barracks resulted in eight or nine hundred casualties. Once the high-ranking warriors fell into the hands of people, they were driven by people, burned like firewood, and died together with the humble militia. Why! I don't know if the soul in the heart who died in the mountains and forests in the south can go to the kingdom of the **** of hunting...

Thinking of this, Tetika froze in her heart. He carefully raised his eyes, looked at the terrifying head of the black wolf, held the hummingbird amulet around his neck, and prayed in front of the other party.

"Praise the Lord God! He has given us victory!"

"Ha ha!"

The black wolf laughed out loud. He squinted, took a deep look at Tetika, waved his hand, and declared generously.

"Tetika, the blessing of the Lord God, only falls on the warriors who fight devoutly! ... Well, the Tlaxcala warriors can still fight!"

Saying this, the black wolf stretched out his finger and pointed to the vague pyramid temple in the mountain.

"The Temple in the Clouds, in the Pyramid of Tewakan, there are still hundreds of temple warriors holding on. Go! Take the Tlaxcala warriors and shoot down the temple for me! When the temple is captured, the temple side temple, the warriors The residence and the attached village are all up to you to plunder!"

The Temple of the Clouds is the dwelling place of the gods, the northern sanctuary of the Mistec. It is naturally not just a magnificent pyramid, but also includes hundreds of priests, hundreds of temple warriors, and thousands of villages that support priests and warriors. In this era, every large-scale temple that has been inherited has accumulated tributes for hundreds or even thousands of years. The amount of precious metals in it is enough to make any European king jealous.

"The Temple in the Cloud...Let's loot?!"

Hearing this, Tetika's eyes suddenly turned red. After the faith was broken, he had long lost the reverence he once had for the gods, and only reality remained in his eyes. The battalion commander immediately bowed his head and kowtowed heavily.

"Generous and majestic head, Tlaxcala warrior, willing to fight for you!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the black wolf laughed heartily. But soon, he frowned and sternly corrected.

"No, it's fighting for His Highness, fighting for the Lord God!"

"Yes, yes! Fight for the head, His Royal Highness and the Lord God!"

Tetika saluted respectfully. Afterwards, he carried the battle stick, and took the closed barracks to kill the towering temple in the cloud.

The moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets. The verdant earth is dotted with solidified bright red, and the rigid corpse is covered by dense vegetation. And the raging fire also ignited from the village under the temple in the mountain, burning all the way up, accompanied by shouting fights and desperate wailing!

The one-sided pursuit lasted for two days. Under the pursuit of the canine hunters, three thousand elite Mistec warriors escaped, but two or three hundred people escaped. The canines brought back two thousand heads, as well as seven or eight hundred descendants who were pale and could walk.

According to the tradition of the Guaquili Legion, all warriors who are unwilling to surrender are to be executed; all enemies who are injured and unable to walk are to be executed; and nobles with appeal are captured and sacrificed directly. This cruel fighting custom comes not only from the traditional human sacrifice practice of the alliance, but also from the ruthless natural law of the wasteland, which makes all enemies terrified.

"Pile up two thousand heads and build a pyramid!"

With a grim expression, the black wolf issued the first military order to the surrendered Mistec warriors. Then, the corners of his mouth twitched, he held the bronze Qin sword around his waist, and asked lightly.

"Which of you warriors is the best? Stand up for me!"

The Mistec warriors looked at each other in dismay. After a while, their eyes were all focused on a warrior as strong as a cheetah.

"...damn it!"

Rain God Warrior Richie cursed in his heart. With his hands bound, he lowered his head, stood on tiptoe, walked on the front half of his feet, and stood out carefully.

Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, looked at Richie's walking pace, and nodded slightly. Then, he clenched his bronze sword and strode closer.

"I am Toltek, the black wolf! Warrior of Mistec, tell me your name!"

"...I am the Rain God Warrior of Shenshi City, Woodpecker Richie!"

Richie squatted slightly and replied nervously. He had heard of the traditions of the Mexicans, and he liked to let the enemy's warrior captives duel with the alliance's warriors under unfair conditions, and use the lives of outstanding warriors to please the warlike and bloodthirsty God of War.

"Riki, Riki the Woodpecker? Good!"

The black wolf nodded slowly and smiled. Then, he took a step forward, suddenly pulled out the bronze sword from his waist, and slashed at the defenseless Rich!

"what!"

"what..."

Richie was suddenly attacked, and his body instinctively avoided. His feet jumped like a cheetah, taking a step to the right. Then, he dodged with difficulty, dodging two swords in a row, until he ran out of breath. Then, the sharp blade slashed at the head, and the fierce sword wind scattered his forehead, and the icy death was in an instant!

"what!"

At the junction of life and death, the black wolf turned his wrist sharply, turning the sharp blade into a thick ridge. Then, he changed from slash to slap, and smashed Ritchie's shoulder heavily with a skilled capture technique.

"Snapped!"

"Uh!"

The Rain God Warrior Richie groaned, lost his balance and was knocked to the ground. His pupils suddenly contracted and enlarged, the sweat on his forehead flowed out like a waterfall, and even his knees were trembling slightly. After a few breaths, a red line appeared on his forehead, showing a faint blood color. At that moment, he was only half a finger away from death.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at Richie who fell to the ground, the black wolf laughed wantonly and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, with his hands tied, he can still dodge my three swords. He is indeed an excellent warrior!"

After speaking, the black wolf stepped forward again, raised Qin Jian again, and slashed down mercilessly!

"Bah!"

Richie's heart trembled, his eyes were out of focus, and his back was like an electric shock. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the rope that bound his hands had been cut off by the terrifying warrior in front of him.

"Ricky, from today onwards, you are the leader of these seven hundred soldiers!"

The black wolf put away the bronze sword, reached out, and lifted Richie off the ground, like a coyote clutching a lynx. He looked into Richie's eyes with cold black eyes, and ordered that he couldn't refuse.

"Remember! You have to fight for the Lord God and for His Highness! Warriors who fight bravely will gain wealth, women, land, and even titles and become nobles of the alliance! And cowardly warriors are as humble as ants on the ground. As for traitor..."

The black wolf narrowed his eyes, grinned, showing sharp teeth, and said word by word.

"I will cut off his head myself!"

"..."

Richie pursed his lips, and UU read www.uukanshu.com for a moment. He looked at the cold and stern face of the black wolf, as if facing a beast in the jungle. After a while, the surrendered Rain God warrior slowly lowered his head, his voice weak but clear.

"Yes. With you..."

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"Tell me, praise the Lord God!"

"...Praise the Lord God!"

"it is good!"

The black wolf nodded in satisfaction. He let go of his hand and commanded.

"Bring your people and build the Jingguan! Remember, put the heads of the god-born nobles on the top!"

The Rain God Warrior nodded silently. At this moment, in his heart, he seemed to have lost something, and seemed to break free. He turned around and subconsciously glanced at the temple in the cloud not far away, and a flame was ignited under the pyramid.

After a while, a frantic wolf howl came from the sacred mountain of the temple, accompanied by an almost crazy cry. It was the howl of the Tlaxcala descendants, and now they were like dogs, full of the ferocity and ruthlessness of the wasteland.

"Ha ha!"

The black wolf listened for a moment, raised his head and laughed, like a wolf king from the wasteland.

"Yes, what a bunch of wolves!"

Richie stopped, his knees weak. He took a few hard breaths before he could stabilize his trembling mind, but his mind went blank. He had learned the northern Nahua language and could understand the cry in the wind. This cry, like the end of the day, caused the nearby Mistec to drop troops, showing real despair.

"The Rain God is dead! The Lord God is supreme! ... Temple in the Clouds, has fallen!"

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