Remember [New] in a second! "Bless the God of Hunting! Nieka, you and your family's warriors, rush up to me!"

The head of the city is obviously unstable, and the situation appears to be critical. The black snake Telcott stood on a high place, shouting angrily. He hastily waved the command flag, mobilized his trusted samurai commander Nieka, and led 500 elite family samurai to the city for support.

"Come on! Drive the enemy off the wall!"

"Kill! Kill the agouti defending the city!"

The ladder is put on the top of the city, and the copper hook is fastened to the city wall. Soon, one or two hundred Tekos warriors with axes climbed up in two steps and jumped into the crowd at the top of the city to fight. They held shields with one hand to block, wielded copper axes with one hand, and slashed fiercely among the militias, just like coyotes culling hares.

These tribal warriors were all selected from thousands of descendants, and they were well-known among the tribes of Tekos. They were all promised that as long as they survived first, they would be formally incorporated into the legion and promoted to the kingdom's third-level warriors! And if he could kill the leader of the Tlaxcalans, he would even be promoted again, becoming a military noble of the kingdom!

At this moment, the red-haired hunter who supervised the battle was in the rear, and retreating would undoubtedly kill him. Ahead is the shaky Water Valley City, and only by going to the city to fight for one's life can there be a chance of life. Reward comes first, death comes later. The tribal warriors have no choice but to muster up their remaining courage and fight to the top of the city!

"Shh!"

A tattooed Tekos warrior swung a one-handed axe, slashing hard at the chest of a Tlaxcalan militiaman. A large piece of bright red was sprayed instantly, splashing his head and face. He grinned, wiped his eyes quickly, and lunged at another young militiaman again.

The young militiaman trembled, holding the stone spear in his hand, and stabbed twice indiscriminately, both of which pierced the opponent's shield. The tattooed warrior didn't hesitate, and as soon as Fang approached, he directly raised the copper ax and slashed again vigorously.

"Shh! Pfft!..."

Warmth sputtered, blood mist rose in front of his eyes, and an artery in his neck was actually ruptured. The Terkos warrior narrowed his eyes, took a step back, and was about to wipe his face when a strong wind suddenly hit him from the side.

"Bang! Crack!"

The heavy obsidian baton hit the head, making a "crack" of bone dislocation. Wenmian's head turned half a circle, as if twisting a ripe mame fruit. The Terkos warrior couldn't make a sound, so he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"Bah! Damned barbarian!"

Black Snake Warrior Chief Neka revealed his figure and walked out from the militia. He was dressed in refined cotton armor, a thick leather hat, and a battle suit with sleeves. The battle suit is brightly colored and has the family crest of the black snake. It can be seen that it is a senior warrior of Tlaxcala.

The traditions of various tribes in Mesoamerica are quite similar. The more advanced the warrior, the more gorgeous the clothing, and even have fur and feathers hanging down. On the battlefield, they are the pillars of the military spirit and the most conspicuous targets.

"All of you, go and push down the wooden ladder!"

Black Snake Warrior Commander Nieka looked at the militiamen at the top of the city and gave an order. Afterwards, he looked around the lower part of the city and found the location of the next ladder.

The fighting there was even more critical. Several Terkos warriors stood still and opened a gap. A steady stream of enemies are climbing up the gap. And the few Tlaxcala warriors guarding the top of the city just passively held up their shields in a defensive posture, struggling to resist the enemy's attack.

"Damn it! These city-state warriors at the head of the city are all frightened by the bronze beast!"

Neka cursed, bowed down again, and led a dozen warriors to the city. From time to time, whistling feather arrows hit him, brushing against his back, sending chills down his spine.

"Dedicate your life to the Lord God!..."

The faint voice came from the south, and was immediately drowned in the shouts of killing at the top of the city, without attracting too much attention.

"Bah! These damned bronze archers!"

Nieka held up her shield and walked cautiously towards the enemy's position. Bronze Armored Archers used sharp bronze arrows, which were too much of a threat to warriors. He didn't have the solid cloth-covered bronze armor of the opponent... Thinking of this, Nieka turned her head and looked enviously at the armor of those archers. Afterwards, hundreds of throwing pioneers who were running at high speed came into his eyes.

"Huh? This is?..."

Neka was startled. He looked down the city suspiciously. These running figures were not holding weapons, but holding a strange pottery tribulus ball. And on the pottery ball, it seems to be emitting faint green smoke?

"Dedicate your life to the Lord God!..."

The throwing vanguard ran closer and closer, and the pious shouts gradually became clearer. Some people were shot by bows and arrows from the top of the city, and the pottery tribulus **** in their hands rolled down. Seeing the falling smoking pottery ball, the bronze armored archers nearby showed fear and hurriedly moved to the shield vehicles on both sides.

"Um?"

Nieka's heart trembled, feeling somewhat ominous. A pottery ball that can make bronze armored archers feel intimidated?

"Dedicate your life to the Lord God!..."

After a while, the throwing pioneers rushed to the city. Then, they embraced the pottery ball with one hand, and quickly climbed up to the top of the city. Before they had a full foothold, they threw the pottery ball in their hands without hesitation!

"Bang, bang!"

Dozens of pottery **** were scattered on the top of the city, rolling to the feet of the gathered defenders, still emitting faint green smoke,

"ah?!"

Nieka's eyes widened, staring at the pottery ball six or seven meters away. Then, the premonition of danger seemed to turn into reality, making his heart twitch. The Black Snake Warrior Chief didn't bother to shout, and immediately squatted down at the top of the wall, holding the shield in his hand in front of him.

"Um?"

Nieka held up her shield and waited nervously for a few breaths. The pottery ball was just smoking, but it didn't move at all. The people at the top of the city are still fighting, shouting endlessly. Instead, the vanguard who threw the pottery ball jumped off the city wall again, ran a few steps in a hurry, and crouched in the bottom corner, almost curled up into a ball.

"You go and see!"

The black wolf warrior commander gave an order. A young warrior held up his shield and came to the pottery ball. He stretched out his hand suspiciously, and touched the hot pottery shell.

"Samurai Commander Nieka, it's hot!"

The young warrior turned his head and smiled brightly. Then, the terrifying sound of thunder suddenly exploded on the top of the city!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The smoking pottery ball exploded, sputtering out countless sharp fragments. The fragments were like the sharpest blades, cutting down the warriors and militia gathered at the top of the city to the ground piece by piece. Billowing black smoke rose, and large swathes of blood spurted out, and were burned into blood mist by the high temperature.

"ah!"

Nieka's eyes widened, her liver and gallbladder split. He almost watched with his own eyes, the young samurai was hit by countless fragments and shot into a tattered cloth bag!

Thunder explodes, life flies. Within three meters of the pottery ball, three Terkos warriors, together with more than a dozen defenders, were knocked down by the debris. Farther away, a large group of militiamen couldn't stand firmly, and were knocked down to the ground by the thunder, rolling down the top of the city one after another. And even Neka himself sat down on the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

The fighting city was instantly quiet, only the echo of thunder. At this moment, no matter whether it was the nobles, warriors or militiamen of Tlaxcala, they were speechless for a while.

The roar exploded, shocking people's hearts. The black snake Telcott stood on a high place, and the obsidian baton in his hand fell to the ground without knowing when. Unknown fear surged into his heart, like a bottomless abyss, swallowing his reason. After a while, his voice was hoarse, and he asked with difficulty.

"This... what is this?"

"Ah!...a demon! It's a demon! It's a demon summoned by the Mexica!"

After a while, the terrified cry finally sounded from the top of the city. Hundreds of militiamen dropped their weapons and staggered down from the top of the city. Even if they break their limbs, they still have to stay away from the terrifying city. Under continuous blows, these guarding militiamen finally collapsed and could no longer continue fighting.

Large gaps are revealed in the southern city wall. The defending Tlaxcala warriors also showed panic and shouted meaninglessly, not knowing what to do.

"God of hunting! Have you abandoned us?..."

Neka sat on the top of the wall in a daze, brushing shoulders with death. There was a mess in front of him, dazzling bright red everywhere. At this time, even with his tenacity, his faith was shaken and he doubted the battle.

"Mexica, there really are demons on the side! ... How can we resist? ..."

"Charge for Your Highness!"

A deafening cry came from not far away, waking up the distraught Nieka. He looked down the city in horror, only to see hundreds of bronze armored warriors, holding sharp two-handed axes, rushing fiercely towards the city wall!

Soon, these heavily armored warriors rushed to the bottom of the city, taking advantage of the chaos at the top of the city, they climbed up quickly without stopping. Then, the sharp bronze ax slashed fiercely, cutting the defenders who dared to block them in half!

"It's over!"

Seeing the Mexica elite ascending the city, Nieka was full of despair. A heavily armored warrior raised his ax high and slashed violently. Relying on his solid armor, he didn't care about the stabbing of the spear~lightnovelpub.net~ and killed the three black snake warriors in two strokes!

The warm current from the large canopy splashed and landed on the face of Black Snake Warrior Commander Nieka. The strong fishy smell came to the nostrils in an instant. Neka shivered suddenly, turned over suddenly, and fled under the city wall. His feet were like the wind, stepping on the slippery and sticky stone steps, jumping over the terrified militiamen, and rushing straight to the Patriarch standing on the high place.

Behind him, hundreds of Mexica warriors ascended South City. They swung their axes fiercely, thrust out their spears, and extended towards the city walls on both sides. The defenders at the top of the city decreased rapidly, and they either died or fled. The morale of the warriors and militiamen prepared under the city was low, and they were all in chaos, so there was no time to replenish them.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the south wall of Water Valley City was already full of Mexica warriors. Platinum bronze armored warriors charged down the city, while dark green leather armored warriors threw spears at the city. Soon, the defenders in Nancheng couldn't hold on anymore and began to retreat to the rear.

"Roar! Roar!"

The heavily armored warriors stood on the city wall, raised their battle axes high, and roared like a tiger! Afterwards, a passage was dug out of the blocked city gate, and it opened with a bang! A large group of warriors poured into the city like a dark green torrent, roaring triumphantly. At this moment, countless roars came together, like the roar of a giant beast, and with a will that cannot be violated, they declared loudly!

"Water Valley City! Broken!"