Aztec Eternals

The autumn wind is full of chills, and it blows away the smoke from the explosion of pottery terrestris, bringing the pungent smell of gunpowder. The roar of the "God" echoed in the wind for a long time, and the rich blood also melted in the wind, like the world of the dead!

Xiulot looked calm, examining the battle situation in front of him.

In the second wave of bombing, the Tarasco gun array at the head of the city was completely scattered, and hundreds of warriors and militiamen were suddenly blown down. The dog descendants who dropped the bomb were also panicked, lying on the top of the city trembling. After a while, most of the militiamen who were blown down staggered up, their ears buzzing, and they completely lost the courage to fight. They howled indiscriminately, with wounds of different sizes, staggered, and fled down the city in horror.

Facing the fleeing enemy, the canine warriors did not pursue them. They were also crushed by the approaching explosion, immersed in the power of the Ability God, and fearful of the thunder beyond the era. The dog descendants knelt on the top of the city, dropped the shields in their hands, and shouted meaninglessly. Then, the bombardier who had completed the task was absent-minded for a moment, and then fled and retreated suddenly, leading the dog-born soldiers to collapse together.

The fierce fighting was suddenly interrupted, Xiandeng and the defenders retreated in fear, leaving a large gap between the two sides in the battle, and there was a strange scene on the top of the city. In this moment of sudden silence, only the rapid feather arrows staggered past, fulfilling the mission of war, piercing through the defenders who forgot to avoid, bringing out a cry of pain and struggle!

Shulot stared at the city with piercing eyes. He watched a large area of ​​defenders being knocked down by the sound waves, and then climbed up and fled in fear. The young commander laughed out loud, thinking to himself.

Perhaps due to the lack of certain key steps, or the lack of purity, the explosive power of the original black powder is always limited. The lethal range of the Tao terrestris explosion is only a short two or three steps, so the bomber must be thrown into the crowd nearby, and it is difficult to throw it with a trebuchet with an accuracy deviation of ten steps. Also, this dangerous weapon has no stability at all, the burning rate of the matchlock is difficult to control, and the pottery caltrops often burn early or late. The bombardier has become a destined consumable, which is why Shulot chose the dog-born.

At this moment, the entire city fled, and the defenders fell into disorder and chaos. In the continuous explosions, not many enemies were actually killed by the pottery fragments, but the sound and air waves of the two explosions were fatal to the enemy defending the city!

Facing a favorable opportunity, Xiulot made a decision without hesitation. He threw away the bright red command flag, waved the sun's yellow flag suddenly, and shouted orders.

"The Lord God protects us, we must win this battle! God bless the legion, charge to the city!"

The deep sound of war drums was fierce again, beating out the steps of charging. The high-pitched gong sounded, arousing the killing intent of the warriors. The three thousand God's Blessing Legion held the sun amulet around their necks and shouted in unison.

"Fight for God, die for God!"

Afterwards, the god-blessed warriors rushed forward furiously with frenzied expressions on their faces. They swung their batons, and without hesitation, they scattered the scattered dog descendants and drove them to both sides. Then, in the rain of arrows that temporarily stopped at the top of the city, the Divine Blessing Legion quickly climbed up the city, directly killing the dog descendants who lay on the ground and blocking the way, and boarded hundreds of warriors in a short time.

Natalie, the head of the legion, held a large shield and baton, and led his personal guards to charge forward without stopping. Beside him is his best friend Waymark who converted to the Lord God and got back together. With awe-inspiring killing intent, the two rushed directly to the chaotic crowd of the brigade, completely defeating the retreating guarding militiamen. The brigade of God's Blessing Warriors followed closely and rushed towards the enemy ferociously. They almost didn't use shields to block them, they just swung their offensive weapons desperately, constantly rushing to kill.

The sound of fighting sounded again, and the head of the Hekou Fortress was turned into a sacred altar. The frenzied baton sliced ​​through the weak body and smashed the strong head, turning all living things into sacrifices to the Lord God!

Natalie charged all the way, and did not encounter a real obstacle until he made dozens of steps. More than a dozen Tarasco warriors who were still standing still occupied the narrow passage and formed a spear array to block it. The dense spears stabbed alternately, hitting the young army commander's shield repeatedly, making it difficult for him to break through for a while.

And on the watchtower at the top of the city, the marshal of the fortress finally came to his senses. The "crocodile" flag waved rapidly with arrow marks on it. Five hundred elite reserve teams shouted loudly to obey. The backbone of these loyal warriors, surrounded by 3,000 reserve Tarasco militiamen, rushed out of the fortress and rushed straight to the top of the city.

God's Blessing Warrior climbed up to thousands of people, quickly expanded to the left and right, and was blocked by the enemy's gun array that gradually reacted. Faced with this situation, a divinely blessed warrior roared sharply with red eyes.

"Lord God Vitzilopochtli, Ikot of Hirotepec dies for you!"

After calling the last name, Ikot ran two steps quickly, holding a heavy shield in his left hand, holding the amulet on his neck with his right hand, and rushed into the opposite gun array. Under the huge impact, the copper spears on the front plunged into the rattan, and the copper spears on both sides penetrated deeply into the body. Yikao Te's expression was painful and ferocious for a moment, and then he left a dying smile, and then he tilted his head and died.

A cold killing intent suddenly appeared on the face of Natalie's sculpture. At the moment when the opposite spear was restrained by Ikot's body, he swiftly raised his shield and rushed forward, then swung his baton shortly, smashing three heads to pieces! The gun array was destroyed, and the flexible Waymark also took advantage of the situation and continued to kill two people. The warriors behind rushed forward, and the dozen or so defenders who formed the formation fell to the ground one after another. The last of the young Tarascos dropped his spear, surrendered in terror, and was greeted with a club slashed to the neck.

Waymark swung his baton, and with a sharp obsidian blade, he cut off the neck of Fudi! Then, he wiped the bright red warmth that splashed all over his face, looked around, and said sharply to the head of the group.

"Natali, the enemy's reinforcements are coming up soon! The city is too narrow to deploy too many troops, and there are still enemies shooting upwards under the city. We have to charge to the passage and get down from the city as soon as possible!"

Natalie was covered in blood, pulled out the arrows nailed into the shield, and nodded expressionlessly. The two led their personal guards again, took the lead, and went straight to the nearest passage to kill. The hundreds of god-blessed warriors behind them also followed, and then in the narrow passage, they collided violently with the reinforcements from the opposite brigade!

Under the will to die, the battle situation reached a climax in an instant. The battle stick cut the neck, and the copper spear pierced the waist and abdomen. The blood of the warriors on both sides sprayed each other, and they hugged each other to death tragically!

Shulot stared for a moment, and the enemy's last reserve team had already advanced. The two sides fought fiercely on the city walls and passages, and the flags of the enemy nobles were also flying on the front line of the battle. This was the last and most cruel entanglement! After a fierce attack, the Divine Blessing Legion firmly occupied the top of the city, but there were still at least 7,000 warriors and militiamen in the city, and they were fighting stubbornly under the command of the commander based on the favorable location.

The young commander waved the flag again, and several conch horns sounded. Hundreds of guards rushed up from behind and reorganized hundreds of longbow warriors. The warriors returned to command, then abandoned the shield chariot and climbed to the top of the city. They want to shoot at the enemy archers below on the narrow city wall!

Then, Shulot looked to the west. To minimize the casualties of the siege, we must watch the surprise attack at the water gate!

At this time, on the west wall of the Hekou Fortress, the old militiaman Chihuaco was lying on the top of the city, dumbfounded, watching the still burning water gate and the approaching big boat. On the estuary outside the water gate, hundreds of large Mexica boats were lined up in a tight formation, approaching quickly while firing arrows at the city head one after another. "Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoma rain of arrows hit the sky, the archers at the top of the city fought back sporadically, and none of the prepared rolling stones and trees were used.

The attack of the Mexican water army was launched along with the general attack on Nancheng. Chihuaco looked at the hundreds of large boats approaching, and at first he didn't take it seriously. Based on his more than ten years of experience in climbing and fighting, it is absolutely impossible to take down the city wall with archery alone. The water gate in the west is thick and solid, and it is under the protection of the top of the city. If hundreds of large boats dare to approach and destroy it, let them taste the power of rolling stones and trees!

The old militiaman's attention was always on the direction of Nancheng, speculating on the progress of the battle. He has made great achievements in defending the city and offered rockets. After pleading with the young noble lord, he finally got his wish and was transferred to the west wall as the captain of the militia. The noble lord comforted him a few words, why did he accept him as a subject, and left him a private task, and what he had to do was exactly what he wanted.

In the past two days, he deliberately brought all the militiamen he knew to this part of the city wall, and secretly mentioned a few words, especially telling five or six militiamen in the same village. At critical moments, the gentlemen are simply unreliable. The only ones who can be relied on are these companions who live and die together!

The attack outside the Watergate had begun much as he had predicted. The two sides shot arrows at each other, and the militiamen hid safely behind the earthen shields, and there were few casualties. Then, on a large boat, the young warrior leader suddenly waved his hand. Several warriors suddenly paddled a small boat, and rushed straight to the water gate at the maximum speed, and rushed within thirty steps from the water gate in an instant.

The old militiaman looked at the city suspiciously, and the death boat was getting closer and closer, and there was a huge wooden coffin on it. There seemed to be copper nails nailed to the coffin, but a hole was left at the edge, leading out a long, slender rope. Amidst the sporadic bows and arrows at the top of the city, the boat quickly rushed outside the heavy water gate and pressed against the wooden gate tightly. Then, the warriors on the ship held up their shields, quickly took out the prepared fire, and directly lit the long rope from the middle. Then, among the stones thrown from the top of the city, the warriors jumped into the river without any hesitation, and then swam desperately to the distance, as if they were escaping from something.

Seeing this inexplicably familiar scene, the old militiaman's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked at the Mexica fleet first. Nearly a hundred steps away, the warriors on the ship covered their ears with their hands and lay down on the ship. He looked around again, and the archers around him were leaning out and shooting arrows at the warriors wandering far away. At the critical moment, the old militiaman was shocked and only had time to shout.

"Block your ears and lie down on the top of the wall! Get on your knees!"

Afterwards, the old militiamen followed suit. They were the first to lie on the top of the city, plug their ears with their headscarves, and then tightly hugged the solid female wall with their hands. The militiamen who lived and died together were excited, and followed suit, lying on the ground. The other militiamen were dazed and still looking around.

However, after a dozen or so breaths, an incomparable explosion suddenly sounded! Like a meteor falling, hitting the top of the city, with a roar and explosion that drowned out everything!

Amidst the sound waves that shook the world, the top of the city trembled slightly, the rolling stones and lumber continued to shake, and even the earthen platform began to shake off. The sound wave came, with a sharp whistling sound that broke the air. Dozens of militiamen who were shooting arrows suddenly became deaf, their cerebellums became unbalanced, and then they swayed and fell to the top of the city, and fell into the same turbulent river without a sound.

Hundreds of militiamen at the head of the city couldn't stand still, and immediately rolled to the ground like gourds. If you are lucky, you will be blocked by an earthen platform, and you will survive from death. Those who were unlucky rolled directly down the city wall, struggling to fall into the inner city from a height of six meters, leaving behind a shrill scream and a pool of spreading blood.

The "god"-like roar echoed far away, and could be clearly heard throughout the fortress. Amidst the roar, all the commanders and nobles were afraid of Xi Gu, not knowing what had happened. On the west city wall, the warriors in charge of supervising the battle also showed panic, unable to recover from the tremors for a long time, not to mention the militiamen who had their minds taken away and howled.

The young "Black Wolf" Toltek looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Although His Highness repeatedly told him that he had also seen the explosion of tens of catties of gunpowder, everything in front of him still made him tremble in his heart!

In the huge explosion, the thick wooden coffin containing hundreds of catties of gunpowder, like a toy of a god, suddenly exploded into pieces all over the sky. The air wave suddenly rolled over, and the solid wooden roof, which weighed tens of kilograms, was broken into several pieces, and flew straight up to six meters, knocking down several defenders at the top of the city. More pieces of wood penetrated deeply into the water gate, and the thick wooden water gate was completely shattered, leaving countless broken marks. Then a blaze of flames exploded, burning simultaneously on the wreckage of the boat and the watergate. Soon, the sky was full of smoke, like a black cloud swallowed by death, completely obscuring the sight.

There was silence outside the city, all the feather arrows stopped at the same time, only the sound of flames burning. Then, a shrill howl sounded from the top of the city, and piercing cries for help also came from the side, awakening the shocked and dazed "Black Wolf".

Toltek frowned and looked to the left and right. Even with a distance of more than a hundred steps, there are still many longbow militiamen on the surrounding big boats who have lost their minds and fell into the water, crying for help and struggling. And the several warriors who jumped out of the boat in front and were swimming back were completely stunned by the sound waves, heaving and falling on the water surface, not knowing whether they were alive or alive.

Fortunately, the expressions of the 1,500 temple guards accompanying the boat did not change. They had already been told about the power of the gods, and they were only shocked for a moment at this time, then stood up again with frenzied faces, roaring and cheering.

"The Lord God, Vitzilopochtli, descends here! The Lord God descends here! God bless, we must win!"

The continuous shouts shocked the city and inspired the morale of the army. Then, with a wave of Toltek's hand, several large boats charged forward with fierce warriors and large pottery tanks filled with water. Wearing paper armor dipped in water, wearing cotton helmets soaked in water, holding copper chisels and stone hammers, the warriors rushed towards the burning water gate without fear.

Amidst the cheers that shook the sky, the old militiamen were heartbroken. He took out the herb bag and breathed heavily, watching the enemy's large boat approaching.

As soon as Fang approached the water gate, the Mexica warriors used their arms to push the pottery jar filled with water directly to the burning water gate. Afterwards, the flames were extinguished a little, and the warriors swung copper chisels and stone hammers to completely break up the remains of the wooden door. The water gate of the west city is opened, and there is no obstacle in front of the warriors!

The old militiaman's eyes were wide open, with a look of despair on his face. He looked at the large enemy ship rushing into the water gate, and then at the surging fleet that rushed after him. The body that had just stood up fell down weakly again, and let out a long sigh of relief on the top of the city.

"This man-eating fortress has finally fallen!"