Aztec Eternals

September is the end of the rainy season, with scattered raindrops and a gloomy sky. Under the sky, there are sturdy wooden camps, and there are tens of thousands of Mexica warriors inside and outside the camp.

Last September, the boy left here with the army of King Tisok. In September of this year, he returned with the army of King Avet's brother. Come and go in a hurry, life is like a reincarnation, only the heart of the samurai changes.

Standing outside the main camp, Shulot carefully observed the defense of the fortress. The camps of the various ministries in Mexico are always similar.

The outermost layer is a dense wooden fence. Fences are the first line of defense against the enemy, within range of throwing stones and bows and arrows.

Further inwards, there is a fortified wall made of logs. The height and thickness of the wall determine the maximum defense capability of the camp. The wall here is only more than two meters high and less than one meter wide, but it is enough to form a garrison advantage and give attackers enough physical punishment and attack attenuation. At this time, all the damaged positions inside and outside the wall have been repaired.

On the wall of the fortress are dense warriors, who are neatly dressed, carrying weapons and shields, presumably guarding against the Otomi people at all times. Among the samurai were a large number of militiamen.

Shulot was surprised to find that the militiamen were armed as much as possible. They were basically all armed with shields, some with samurai battle clubs, and some in ill-fitting, broken leather armor. The boy took a closer look at the pattern on the leather armor, but it was the shape of the Otomi people.

The young man couldn't help nodding his approval, and at the same time his expression was solemn: "The commander here is very good, and the loss of a strong attack will be huge."

As the simple warriors shouted on the wall of the fortress, the guards of the watchtower stopped when they heard the sound. Although there were some riots among the warriors near the wall, and some people made a noise of doubts, they still obeyed the orders in their actions.

Shulot continued to watch and recognized the flag of the simple warrior: "This is the flag of the legion-level commander. The warriors in the battalion obey his command, and it is very likely that the current commander Kuluka."

Avit nodded, he didn't speak, he was just waiting for Chengtou's reaction.

Standing behind the wall, the simple warrior first issued a few orders to mobilize the defensive troops in the camp. Then, he carefully covered his figure, looked out of the camp through the gap in the wall, and looked at the flag of Ketoko in the army.

Not long after, a group of warriors climbed the wall and shouted in unison to the army outside the camp: "Are there reinforcements from Tenochtitlan outside the camp? Please ask Commander Ketoko to come forward and talk. Commander Ketoko, please come forward and talk!"

Sherlot looked at Avette.

The friend pondered for a moment, then waved and let Stanley go down. After a while, Ketoko was escorted. The elite warriors put on him a commander's costume, and then "clustered" firmly beside him.

"It's called Kaizhaimen." Avit stared sharply at Ketoko's trembling body, "You are the true third-level honorable noble of the alliance. Otherwise..."

Hearing this, the giant bear-like Stanley stretched out a strong and powerful hand and gently wrapped around Ketoko's neck, as if he was touching a delicate and fragile jade. Two days ago, it was these hands that easily broke Ketoko's back flag.

Ketoko immediately felt as if he was electrocuted, his slightly fat body shaking like a sieve. He was completely weak, almost half-supported by the warriors, and walked to a position less than 100 meters away from the wall. His command flag was also held high by the samurai.

"I'm Ketoko, the commander of the reinforcements!" The trembling voice was too sharp and out of tune.

Looking at the large number of warriors on the wall, the great noble Ketoko was shocked, as if he had found some kind of strength. Afterwards, his expression became excited, and he continued to open his mouth, wanting to shout loudly to remind the city of something.

At this moment, Stanley's big hand was timely and light, and once again put it on the back of Ketoko's neck.

A certain force left quickly, and Ketoko opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't say a word, like a silent pantomime performed in front of tens of thousands of warriors in the camp.

Stanley was a little anxious, he tried his best to keep his face calm, and put a little force on the hand on the back of his neck. Then he opened his mouth slightly and made a soft voice: "Let them open the door!"

Ketoko trembled again, but he remained speechless. At this moment, he neither had the courage to resist and warn the city, nor did he have the courage to betray and called to open the gate of the camp.

He just stood blankly, staring blankly at the city head, like a puppet, all his anger was taken away, and he became both a mute and a deaf man.

Shirou couldn't help shaking his head. Avit also frowned.

The noisy warriors gradually quieted down, and they looked at the scene in front of them. The walled city was strangely silent. Soon, a tense atmosphere began to spread inside and outside the camp, and the warriors uneasily touched the weapons behind them.

Avit finally shook his head. He gave the order with a serious expression, and the 20,000 warriors outside the camp unfolded one after another, showing a battle formation, and gradually surrounded the Hilotepec camp.

Shulot continued to observe for a while, and found that the warriors in the castle hadn't disarmed yet, with obvious confusion and hesitation on their faces.

The young man then said: "Avit, you might as well change into the god-born king's costume, pick up the divine scepter, and go to the camp to surrender again. Even if it doesn't work, it can shake the hearts of the camp and facilitate the next attack."

Avit hesitated for a moment, then decided to take a risk. After all, there is no longbow on the city head, only a simple bow with little power. He put on the red beast helmet, clasped the ornate feather shield tightly in his left hand, and held the gemstone scepter in his right hand. Under the cover of the heavy shields of hundreds of jaguar warriors, he came to the gate of the city wall.

"Hurry up and open the gate, the new king is here!"

"King Tisok was attacked in Ottopan and was killed by the cruel Otomi people! The noble royal brother has succeeded to the throne in Tenochtitlan and has become the incomparably holy Tratoani!"

Sherlot and Acap also followed. Wearing convincing priestly robes, they solemnly shouted to the city head in the primitive tone unique to priests.

Qingyue's quaint voice resounded through the camp, bringing shocking news.

Just like facing a herd of jaguar deer, the camp was in an uproar in an instant. The warriors on the wall of the wall whispered and looked down at the castle in shock. Their eyes focused on the majestic Avit, on the sparkling gemstone scepter, and burst into exclamations.

The simple warrior behind the wall also stuck his head out and carefully looked at Avit, who was wearing the king's attire. He glanced at the boy in the coyote priest's uniform again, looked around at the 20,000 warriors who surrounded the camp, and finally yelled angrily to the left and right.

"The king is not dead yet, you stupid turkeys! The following are the rebels, the enemy!"

Shiroutte's eyelids twitched. He looked up at the simple warrior jumping on the wall, and suddenly became very interested in him.

The confrontation under the wall continued, the warriors finally took off their shields and weapons, and the murderous intent spread. Years of training bring muscle responses. Confused or not, the warriors of Mexica were ready to kill. The battle is imminent.

Avet's brows furrowed deeply.

He stared at the simple warrior shouting on the wall, and Sen Han flashed in his eyes. Then he turned slightly to the side and looked at the young man beside him: "Shoot him to death!"

Shulotte nodded. He gestured to Bertad not far away, UU reading www. uukanshu.com pointed to the command flag on the wall of the village.

Bertard saluted. He summoned the best archers in the Longbow Guard, and fifty longbows were aimed at the simple warriors on the wall at the same time. Soon, the bowstring was pulled, bringing out a dull hum.

As soon as he saw the action of the archer, the simple warrior on the wall quickly jumped back, like an alert ape. He hid behind the thick watchtower again, as if he had been prepared.

The long bow rang like thunder, and the long arrow flew like electricity. Dozens of feathered arrows arrived in an instant, stabbing deeply in the position where the simple warrior just stood. The archers were only more than 100 meters away from the wall, which was the most powerful distance for a flat shot. The armor-piercing copper arrow was completely inserted into the wall, more than an inch into the wood.

Shiroute saw a hand poking out quickly from behind the watchtower, felt the size of the long arrow pierced into the wood, tugged at one of the arrows without pulling it, and then quickly retracted it, like an ape stealing peaches.

The young man couldn't help but laugh.

Avet didn't smile. He raised his divine scepter high and swung forward vigorously, conveying the order to attack.

Soon, the drum of attack was sounded. The drums were fast and low, accompanied by the terrifying roar of the jaguar warriors. The 20,000 warriors raised their weapons and prepared to charge and destroy the wall in front of them.

However, at this critical moment, a piercing snail horn sounded in the camp, and the gate suddenly opened.

Shiroute saw the plainly dressed samurai again. He wore leather armor, bowed his waist, carried a command flag, held a thick shield high, and walked out under the protection of a dozen shield warriors.

"We surrender!" The simple warrior walked out of the gate, took off the command flag behind him, and threw it on the ground. Then, in front of the crowd, he knelt down on the ground, not forgetting to keep the heavy shield in front of him.

Seeing this scene, the young man was stunned.

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