Aztec Eternals

"Boom, boom!"

Xiulot solemnly waved the battle flag. The gunners lit the matchlocks, and the two wooden cannons filled with arrows roared like thunder again! The shotgun shells shot through the gap between the center army and the two wings, and bombarded the rear of the Tarasco Lancers. Several copper ax guards who supervised the battle fell to the ground in an instant, rolling in the rear with blood dripping from their bodies. The Wang Jun's spear formation that has been holding on so hard is shaken again!

"Beep!" The monkey Kuluka blew the bone whistle quickly, waved the small flag in his hand, and threw the reserve team in his hand.

More than 500 Mexica gunmen formed a tight column, and with their feet on the beat of the drums, they moved from the rear to the left, until they reached the periphery of the front line. Then, under the captain's command, the spearmen on standby gave out a cry at the same time, lowered their rattan helmets together, gripped their sharp copper spears, and charged forward!

Hundreds of Tarasco militiamen only held on for a dozen breaths before being dispersed by the raging gunfire. Then, countless copper spears shone coldly and stabbed from different angles, piercing the blocking body into lotus roots! The spearmen lined up in a column continued to attack, and finally broke through the Tarasco defense line for the first time from the left side of the central army!

Shulot on the hill smiled. He waved the small flag, and the five hundred crossbowmen shot with a "swish", shooting a dense rain of arrows, covering the wooden cannons that had finished firing and retreating back to the central army. The backup gunners immediately stepped forward to fill the vacancy of the dead, and began the next round of intense loading.

The young commander looked around the battlefield, taking in the battle situation one by one.

The Mexica Chinese army has a large number of people, extending to both sides along the center of the battle, and breaking through from the left. The fighting on the left wing became more and more intense, and the front lines of both sides were like waves. The Quds Force launched an assault in the middle and took a clear advantage. King Tarasco's army gathered into a group, still fighting in formation. And the confrontation between the right wing was extremely tragic, and nearly one-third of the warriors on both sides had melted away! Thousands of corpses piled up on the front line, sticky blood slipped on the soles of their feet, the warriors began to exhaust their physical strength, and the formation of the two armies gradually became tighter. With a sharp conch horn, the religious legion raised their shields and formed a shield array, and the offensive was slowed down.

At this moment, the left, middle and right armies pierced deeply into Tarasco's army formation like sharp arrows shot out. Enemies in the face will temporarily disappear from commandable sequences until they completely break through. The 3,000 shooting corps had also dispersed, shooting sharp killing arrows freely. Only five hundred temple crossbowmen are still obeying orders.

With the development of the war situation to this stage, the command of the coach is no longer important. The vast battlefield is once again handed over to the frontline warriors, and the final victory depends on brave fighting, tenacious fighting spirit, and the determination of grassroots officers!

After the fierce front, the eagle flag is still flying. Su Angua's face was as sinking as water, and his heart was as cold as autumn. He raised his sleeves, ignoring the king's demeanor, and vigorously wiped the dust off his face.

Just now, two "Thunderbolts" from the Mexica exploded not far in front of Wang Qi, and the loud bang made his ears hurt. The young king held his divine scepter tightly and watched with his own eyes the scattershots flying in front of his eyes. Several guards who supervised the battle were injured and fell to the ground. The spreading dust immediately covered his head and face. What made him even more anxious was that under the intimidation of "Thunder", the gun array of the Chinese Army became more and more shaken, and the Mexica Legion had already begun to break through from the right!

The battle situation is unfavorable, the situation is critical, but the expected reinforcements have not arrived. Su Angua stood on tiptoe, looking at the northwest where the smoke and dust rose. The flag of the hummingbird appeared on the skyline, and the clusters of black dots were not far apart. They were like the hope of turning around, and they were within reach.

However, at this moment, the long-awaited reinforcements stopped moving. They didn't know what to do, and they were just entangled with another group of black spots that were obviously smaller. In the wind, there was a faint shout from the northwest, and the familiar accent called the name of the king. The sound of fighting was so clear, loud but not intense.

Su Angua took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and tightly held the hard scepter with his right hand. The king moved his eyes, stared forward for a moment, and then resolutely swung his staff, pointing to the right.

"Bronze Ax Guards, all attack! Destroy the breakthrough Mexica spearmen for me!"

The guards beside him looked at each other in blank dismay. The chief guard lowered his head and asked carefully.

"Your Majesty, your safety"

"Order, all attack!"

"Obey, follow your will!"

The head of the bodyguard knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully. Then, he planted the flag on his back, blew the bone whistle, and summoned the two teams of guards guarding the king. Then, the brave head of the personal guard waved the longbow in his hand and ran to the forefront in person, and hundreds of guards who supervised the battle also joined in.

In just a moment, nearly five hundred copper ax guards turned into a mighty torrent, lined up neatly, and charged within fifty steps of the front line. The head of the personal guard suddenly stopped, drew his longbow, and shot a howling copper arrow towards Mexica's advancing spear array!

"Whoo, whoo, whoo!" Hundreds of feathered arrows shot forward, with an unstoppable howl! The approaching flat shot was so powerful that the captain at the front of the gun formation only had time to shout "raise the shield", and then "嗤" got hit in the head and face, and fell on his back to his teammates in the back row. The rain of arrows pierced the paper armor, and the spear army collapsed in chaos. Before the successor vice-captain could issue an order, hundreds of fierce enemy troops charged with copper axes in their hands!

The copper ax guards formed a tight array, even in the charge, they were not chaotic. These warriors who are good at fighting have vicious eyes and vigorous steps, directly rushing in from the weakest gap behind the arrow. They fought close to body, swung their battle axes vigorously, cut through the enemy's spears, cut through the paper armor of the militia, and quickly slit the opponent's throat. In the face of the enemy's stabbing attack, they can always dodge in time, raise their shields to block, and even bend down slightly, use the metal shoulder armor to resist the spear, and then swing the ax to cut off the opponent's calf!

The guard's long eyes were shining, and he kept waving the small flag in his hand. More copper ax guards were like nimble cheetahs, running and moving quickly, turning around and rushing into the stagnant long spear column.

The assault column had no flank cover, and the formation fell into disarray in a moment. A large number of Mexica militiamen were fiercely cut apart, unable to form a collective gun formation, and could only fight on their own. And once the gun array is broken, how can the militiamen resist the powerful Janissary infantry?

However, after dozens of breaths, the two teams of Mexica spearmen who broke through were routed and retreated with the surrounding spear formations. Then Tarasco's spearmen barely filled the gap, re-armed their spears, and the Mexica assault was temporarily repelled.

Seeing that the Chinese army's line was stable again, Su Angua nodded expressionlessly.

"The Copper Axe Guards are infantry who are good at close combat after all, and can compete with the Eagles of the Mexica!"

The young king pondered for a while, and suddenly realized his mistake. He turned his head and shouted orders to the few guards beside him.

"Take my command flag and hurry to the front line! Gather up the guards who are shooting scatteredly, and call back my brave hounds!"

The personal guards immediately saluted and left, and the king's side was empty. The head of the personal guard in the front line shot another round of arrows to stabilize the situation on the front line, and hurried back with five hundred guards. He wants to protect the most important king.

"Boom, boom!" A moment of time is fleeting, and the terrible thunder thunders! This time the location is closer to Wang Qi. The fine stones hit the king's bronze helmet, making a crackling sound. The gray mud splashed on the golden copper armor, leaving deep black spots.

"Bah bah!" Su Angua spat out the dust in his mouth, waved his hands vigorously, and stopped the guards who raised their shields.

"Get out of the way, keep my sight! Damn it, what are the northern reinforcements doing? They still can't break through!"

Su Angua roared angrily, like a roaring liger. He widened his eyes and looked towards the northwest skyline. The samurai of the reinforcements are still entangled with the Mexica militia, and the hummingbird family crest on the leather armor is faintly visible. However, at this critical moment, the hummingbird is as slow as a mosquito and no longer flies like lightning!

"Your Majesty, the central army on the front line is crumbling, and the breakthrough of reinforcements is far away. We can't last until then! While the warriors on the two wings are still standing firm, the copper ax guards still have spare strength, let's do it!"

Hearing this, Su Angua's eyes burned violently, and he turned his head like an angry tiger, only to see that it was the loyal hound Yoku. Yoku was covered in blood, holding a longbow, and a few feathered arrows stuck obliquely on the thickened leather armor. And behind him, the copper ax guards of the brigade have been assembled, forming an invincible battle axe. Seeing this scene, the young king calmed down a little, and asked in a heavy tone.

"Yuku, is there really no turning point in the battle?"

General Yuku didn't speak. He just knelt down on his knees and kowtowed deeply to the king.

"Wait a little longer, maybe there is still hope"

Su Angua's expression changed, anxious, angry, unwilling, and expectant, and finally turned into a low-pitched soliloquy.

However, the situation on the battlefield is never changed by individual will, and the king's waiting is just in vain. A moment later, a scout rushed from the south. As soon as he approached, he exhausted all his strength and fell directly on his knees before the king.

"Your Majesty, the Mexica Legion is only ten or ten miles away to the south!"

"What are you talking about? The Mexica Legion in the south? More than ten miles away! Aren't they still forty miles away this morning?"

The young king stepped forward, grabbed the scout by the collar, lifted him from the ground, and asked sharply.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?!"

"Your Majesty, the three gods witnessed, I saw it with my own eyes!" The scout took a few breaths, and then under the king's anxious eyes, he gave detailed reports one by one.

"Since the early morning, the Mexica scouts have been fighting with us. Then, the Mexica commander under the moon banner suddenly accelerated his march. He abandoned the main force of the brigade and all the luggage, and only brought 1,500 elite troops. Keep attacking towards the north! A small group of scouts can't stop it for too long, at most it only takes four quarters of an hour before the enemy can reach the battlefield!"

Hearing the scout's words, Yoku kowtowed and exhorted the king loudly.

"Your Majesty, let's find another way! Let me protect you to go to the southwest! The mountains in the southwest are still intact, and the situation in the kingdom is still promising!"

The expectation on Su Angua's face finally completely turned into despair. He looked at the Black Wolf Banner facing away, and the young king on the opposite side also looked at it at the same time. That small figure was like a sacred mountain in the east, carrying a mighty force, firmly pressing down on his heart.

After a while, Su Angua bit her lip and became ruthless. He looked around and looked at more than a thousand copper ax guards. This was his last strength and his desperate hope!

"Yuku, gather the copper ax guards, and bring the inherited king's flag!"

There was blood on the corner of the young king's mouth, like a beast that chose to devour someone, and there was a deep madness in his eyes.

"I want to personally lead the army, bypass the left wing, and make a surprise attack on the handsome flag on the opposite side!"