Aztec Eternals

The faint moonlight illuminates the streets, and the night in the capital is full of chills. As the flickering torches became clearer, a Tarasco squad of twenty appeared at the end of the street.

"You wait here, get ready. Old man Qi, take a few people out with me to have a look."

Puap gritted his teeth and looked at Nekali. The senior scout narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Several people walked out of the big house holding spears. Puap stood and watched for a while, until a familiar figure appeared in front of him, then he licked his lips and walked forward to say hello.

"Yupil! How's the patrol going tonight? Is there anything out of the ordinary?"

"Huh, Puap? It's so late, you kid still haven't slept?"

Under the bright torches, the leading samurai was young, wearing leather armor similar to Puap's, with the family crest of a hummingbird engraved on it. He recognized Pu'apu's distressed face, stepped forward carelessly, and thumped his old friend's shoulder.

"Huitu, why do you have the expression of someone dead at home? If there is something unhappy, tell me to make me happy!"

Looking at Yupil who was approaching, Puap tightened the spear in his hand, his face was a little stiff, and he forced a smile and said.

"Ha, isn't this the Mexica siege? I'm a little nervous and can't sleep at night."

"Yeah, sir, the Mexica people are really terrible! We went out of the city to support two weeks ago, and saw tens of thousands of people fighting with our own eyes, and the dead were like weeds on the wasteland. That battle, I can still wake up when I fall asleep. I was chased by the Mexica for two days, and my ass was bitten off by a leopard, and I almost couldn’t come back.”

At this time, the old militiaman patted his chest beside him, and added in fear.

Yupier glanced at the terrified expression of the old militiaman, curled his lips in disdain, but did not suspect anything. He smiled and said to his old friend.

"Puapu, you have always been fearless. How come you go out for a trip, and now you are even afraid of the dark! Don't worry, look at the situation outside the city, it is still early before the siege"

Having said that, Yupier sniffed his nose twice.

".What kind of smell is this? Huh? Wine? You still have wine?! Damn, you're really a fool, the chief really takes good care of you!"

"Yeah, drink some wine with a few brothers, and watch the situation in the city. Not long ago, the chief summoned me personally and told me to be careful of the shameless nobles in the city."

"That's true! The chief told us family warriors like this, only the old brothers can be relied on! The noble area in the center is also the focus of night patrols. I just came from there."

"How about the nobles?"

"Hmph, it's already at this time, they still have parties all day long, and the lights are brightly lit all night! On the surface, they are drinking and reciting poems, but they don't know what they are discussing behind their backs! But the chief killer was decisive and ordered everyone to keep a close watch on them. , they can't turn the sky!"

"Yes, yes, the chief is always wise. Yupier, would you like to have a drink together?"

Faced with this proposal, Yupier sniffed his nose again and made a gurgling sound in his throat, obviously moved.

"I'm watching the night, and I have to go a little further. This...isn't it good?"

"I've been watching here! Nuo, look, it's in the front room."

Puapu pointed to the side, raised his eyes and glanced at the patrol team. The warriors in the front row all wore thin silver necklaces, and under the necklaces hung bone whistles for alarm.

"The chief rewarded the fruit wine to appease the barbarians of Tekos. This is the precious treasury of the royal family. If you don't drink it for nothing, you will be all cheap barbarians!"

"Ah, the royal stock! What qualifications do barbarians have to drink these!. Well, I'll just take a sip."

Yupier rubbed his hands and followed Puap to the big house next to him. When he was approaching the door, he suddenly remembered something, and shouted at the last few new recruits.

"You newcomers are all waiting at the door! You will have to watch the night later!"

The rookies had no choice but to press the gluttons in their stomachs and obediently guard the door. Puap made a show to the old militiaman, and the other party held the spear and stayed outside the door with a few people.

As soon as he entered the room, Yupier had a meal. He glanced at the twenty or thirty warriors in the room, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, you kid can do it! There are so many elite warriors under his command?"

"Oh, this is. This is the chief who attaches great importance to the defense of the southern city. The samurai who was newly transferred to me recently heard that it was the defeated army of the king's army. He took the crime and made a contribution."

In the last few sentences, Puap deliberately lowered his voice. Then, with a smile, he poured a bowl of wine and handed it to his old friend.

"Come on, don't think so much! Drink together!"

Upil's gaze paused for a moment on the copper ax at Nekali's waist, and he nodded slowly. His expression was a bit complicated, he took the drink and drank it all in one gulp.

"The king's royal guard, it smells so good! It's been a long time since I've had such a good wine, come on, fill me up again! Brethren, drink some!"

Only then did the patrol members put their spears by the door, gathered around the big clay pot, and started drinking impatiently.

Pu Apu looked at the friend he had known since childhood, pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth with deep meaning.

"Yupil, my old friend! To tell you the truth, this time I went out of the city, my brother, I had a narrow escape, almost broke my leg!"

Hearing this, Yupier was startled, but still joked with a smile.

"Near death? Broken leg? Hey! Two days ago, we went to the logistics camp together. You were drunk and yelled loudly, 'It's over, it's over', and you insisted on finding some white city girls to have fun. .It turned out that I was drooling just looking at it!"

Hearing this, Nekali's eyes turned cold. Puapu couldn't speak. The chief suppressed the whole city, confiscated several noble families, and sent the family members to the logistics camp. The warriors forcibly confiscated the surplus food, and the commoners in the city began to lack food, and there were no longer a few people who sold their sons and daughters. He just wanted to do this, and he was extremely nervous at the gate of doing big things, so he couldn't resist going once.

"Fart! I am very powerful, Yupier, our two families have been friends for generations, and we have known each other since we were young. To say something that shouldn't be said, sometimes I really feel that this kingdom is about to be destroyed."

Puapu sighed heavily. He looked up into his old friend's eyes, paying attention to the changes in his expression.

"The two countries are at war until today and the mountain is about to collapse. Yupier, we are just ordinary warriors, what can we do?"

Hearing this, Yupier didn't speak for a while. He poured a full bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp, then wiped the remaining wine from his mouth and let out a long sigh.

"What can we do?. Since we are gorgeous warriors like flowers, there will always be a moment when the flowers wither! Today we drink wine and hold our weapons tightly. Pu, our ancestors died fighting for the chief father, so let us also die for the chief! Come, come, drink a few more bowls!"

Hearing this, Puap lowered his head to hide the changing expression on his face. The smile of his grandfather resurfaced in his mind. He shook his head vigorously, forgetting about the dead person, and then poured a bowl of wine and gulped it down.

On the other side, after hearing Yupil's words, Nekali also looked moved. He looked at the look of the patrol captain, and slowly clenched the copper ax with his right hand.

Outside the big house, several newcomers stared at the house, swallowed hard, and their hearts were full of envy. There is a lack of warriors in the city, and most of them are recruited from the militia. The only Tarasco among them shook his head. He pursed his lips and forced himself to look away, looking at the street in the distance. After a while, a trace of doubt gradually appeared on the warrior's face.

"It seems. What's the sound?"

The Tarasco warrior took a step forward, followed the faint sound of the wind, and looked towards the south gate. It was dark tonight, and there was no fire at the city gate. With the faint moonlight, he seemed to see some swaying shadows.

"Hey, what's that?"

The Tarasco warrior widened his eyes vigilantly, and without hesitation, he turned around and walked into the house.

"Captain! The city gate uh, ah!"

Half of the spear tip suddenly protruded from the belly of the Tarasco warrior, and the other party let out a scream, and then fell softly to the right. Behind him, the old militiaman looked indifferently and shook his hands vigorously. The spear was pulled out from the warrior's body with a "poof", and the blood spurted out immediately!

"Do it!"

Nekali suddenly jumped up from the ground, slashed the throat of the nearest patrol member with an axe, and shouted in a low voice.

"Not one left!"

More than twenty Mexica warriors in the house drew their axes at the same time. The pottery bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound of shattering; the fruit wine spilled, exuding a charming aroma. Then the copper ax slashed, and each figure struggled and fell to the ground. It was too late to blow the bone whistle, leaving only the bright red flowing wantonly.

"You, Pu'apu!"

Yupier's eyes turned red instantly. He waved the short dagger vigorously with his right hand, and roared angrily.

"Puap! What are you doing!"

The dust warrior was ashamed. He pulled out the baton at his waist and kept blocking in front of him, but he didn't attack for a long time.

"Yupil, my brother. The king is dead, the country is dead, and the Mexica have entered the city! Come with me, join the great alliance! I guarantee the safety of your family"

"Mexica?! Go to hell!"

Yupier looked like a mad tiger, and rushed forward, stabbing out the short dagger in his hand.

"The chief treats you like this! The family has been loyal for generations! You actually lured the Mexica into the city!!"

"Yupil, listen to me! As long as we surrender, we can save the chief."

"Die!.uh.ah!"

Yupier sacrificed his life to attack, and Puap tried to defend himself. At this moment, a sharp copper ax slashed from behind mercilessly, precisely hitting Yupier's neck.

"Zi la!" Warm blood splashed Puap's head and face. He stood there blankly, reaching out his hand to touch it forward. The old friend in front of him fell sideways and fell headfirst into the wine vat. But in an instant, the clear wine was stained red, and the aroma of the fruit wine became more intense.

"Yupil"

Nekali lowered the copper ax in his right hand, and the bright red slowly flowed from the ax blade. He gave Puap a cold look, then continued to swing his battle ax to kill.

It was a one-sided massacre. In less than a quarter of an hour, all patrol members were hacked to death, and no one issued any warning whistle. The old militiamen took a few brothers and dragged the corpses outside the door into the house and piled them in the corner of the house. Then, he approached the wine tank and was about to grab Yupier's body, but Puap pushed him away.

"Um!?"

Nekari put down the bright red cotton cloth he had wiped in his hand, and held the shiny copper ax again. He looked at Puap with killing intent in his eyes.

"It's all right, captain, don't worry. He's a little stupid, but he won't miss anything!"

The old militiaman quickly smiled and waved his hands. Then, he held Puap and persuaded him in a low voice.

"My lord, he is dead. This is the way he wants to go. We have no regrets. We have the way we want to go. If you really want to feel sorry, you should take good care of his family. Captain Mexica kills people without blinking an eye! Do everything You’ve done so much, but don’t fall here.”

Pu'apu's whole body trembled, and then he forced a smile. He turned and leaned against the corner, lowered his head, and said nothing. Nekali released his right hand and continued to wait patiently.

Time is like flowing wine, dyeing the ground red, and smearing the fragrance of wine in the heart, so that everything can no longer be turned back. Two or three quarters of an hour passed quickly, and there was no surprise after that. Dozens of Mexica warriors worked desperately, and finally dug open the blocked south gate. The low creaking sound echoed in the night sky, accompanied by suppressed cheers inside and outside the city gate. Qin Congcan's south gate finally opened at this time!

The city gates are wide open, defenseless. At this moment, the solid Qin Cong Can City is like cracking a hard-shelled tortoise egg, revealing the delicious egg white, without any obstacles! Hundreds of Mexica warriors gathered outside the city rushed in in an instant, completely controlling the south gate. Then, dozens of Mexica scouts boarded the city gate, lit bright torches, and waved to the camp in the south at the same time!

In the night outside the camp, Shulot had been sitting cross-legged for a long time. Seeing the signal at the city gate, he finally stood up and waved the scepter excitedly.

"Okay! The south gate has been captured! Qin Congcan has broken through the city! All generals obey orders!"

The Young Marshal's chest was filled with excitement. He looked around at the generals waiting for orders, and at the tens of thousands of silent warriors, he shouted orders.

"Black Wolf Toltek!"

"arrive!"

"Lead a thousand vanguards and raid the palace! Go, get Chief Tarasco for me! Don't give Qin Cong Cancheng any chance to organize!"

"Follow the order! Look how powerful I am Toltek!"

Hei Lang patted his chest excitedly. He strode out and was the first to lead his troops away.

"Teacher Olosh!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I'll give you 4,000 warriors to raid the Tekos camp in the city as soon as possible! I promise you the right to make your own decisions! You can kill or surrender, don't let these barbarians wreak havoc in the city!"

"Follow your orders!"

The sturdy jaguar warrior bowed his head and saluted. He set up four thousand-man battalions and disappeared into the night.

"Marshal Iscari!"

"Your Highness."

"Please lead the 5,000 headquarters to raid the militia camps of the other three sects and completely seal off the capital!"

"Leave it to me, Your Highness!"

Iscari nodded. Five thousand warriors rushed northward, holding shields and sticks.

"General Etalik! I will give you two thousand warriors. Prioritize the control of the artisan camp in the city, and then control the treasury of the capital city!"

"Monkey Kuluka! Five thousand militiamen, block the roads in the city, prevent the gathering of enemies, and control the order in the city!"

"General Natalie! Two thousand warriors, eradicate the nobles in the city, destroy the priests of the temple, and show no mercy!"

"The Lord God protects us, and the glory is coming! The glory of destroying the kingdom, capturing the capital, and ending the Western Expedition is now in our hands!!"

The young king raised his head, looked at the lightless night, and laughed triumphantly. The heroic voice drifted far away, flying straight to the end of the sky. Under the dark night, there are countless torches, illuminating tens of thousands of Mexica warriors. The warriors marched sonorously, and at the end, there was a majestic and towering pyramid wonder, and the capital of Tarasco, which was about to fall!