"Om...boom! Boom!"

Rows of trebuchets trembled outside the city walls on the east and north sides, roaring loudly and throwing flaming fireballs! More than 20 fireballs were like whistling meteors, flying over a distance of 200 steps, and smashed into the west wall of Feathered Serpent City. The fireball fell, the burning charcoal and sulfur scattered instantly, and a large flame rose along with it, billowing thick smoke.

Thousands of Tlaxcala warriors shouted sharply, holding their positions at the top of the city, suffering in the drifting smoke. Thousands of city-state militiamen were busy running around, covering fire **** with baskets of mud to put out the fire. The pungent poisonous smoke rushed towards him, with the terrifying breath of a volcano. Many people were blackened with smoke, their hair was messy, and they kept coughing, as if they were about to cough out their lungs.

Feathered Serpent City Lord Kuihuiz stood high in the city, watching the battle in front of him, silently clenching the serpentine divine scepter in his right hand.

Feathered Serpent City, Quehuiztlan, is one of the four core cities of Tlaxcala. It was built for the shortest time, only about a hundred years. It is located in the northernmost part of Zhucheng, at the north entrance of the Mountains of Controlling Valley. In order to guard against the Mexicans, the walls of this fortified city were fortified many times, with a height of seven or eight meters. The outer layer of the city wall is made of nearby materials, built with volcanic stones, and the inner layer is thickened with soil.

The area of ​​the entire Feathered Serpent City is not large, but it is about three square kilometers. It is said to be a city, but it is actually more like a fortress. To the south and east of Feathered Serpent City is the confluence of the Atenko River (;) and the Apisa River (; Apizaquito). The two rivers meet at a folded angle, which protects half of the city wall. In later generations, it was called Apisaco, which means "the shallow place where the rivers meet". The sides of the river were extremely muddy, making it difficult to deploy troops. The Mexicans could only attack Feathered Serpent City through the north and west sides.

In general, Feathered Serpent City's city defense is quite strong, occupying the advantage of terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack. In fact, this is also the common feature of the four core snake cities in Tlaxcala: they are four solid fortresses built in dangerous places purely for war!

"There are still 3,000 warriors and 7,000 militiamen in the city, and they have stored food for two years. Thirty miles to the southwest are the other three snake cities, and they will continue to come to support... The **** of hunting is blessed! I will definitely be able to defend this place!"

Kuihuiz prayed silently, unresolved worries surging in his heart, but his face was calm. After all, he is the chief of the gods in the city, one of the four most honorable kings of the Tlaxcalans, and must maintain his majesty at all times.

Hundreds of Feathered Serpent guards were wearing leather armor and holding obsidian battle sticks, surrounding the city lord. They are always ready to support the warriors and militiamen at the head of the city, and die for the most honorable gods!

"Order the moth people in the city to dig more soil! Demolish the wooden walls of the nobles' mansions and make wooden shields for the city head! ... Let's start with my palace!"

Quehuiz watched for a moment, and then gave the order sharply until the incoming fireball was extinguished by the mothmen.

"Ask the priest of the God of Hunting to come and hold a prayer ceremony behind the city wall to protect the warriors who guard the city-state! Remember, the God of Hunting will protect the Snake City!"

"Yes! The **** of hunting will bless Snake City!"

A dozen guards shouted, bowed their heads and saluted, and then dispersed. Soon, the small city was full of shouts, and it became more busy.

Thousands of moth people prepared materials for the defense of the city, using stone tools to make crude shields, arrows and rolling stones. Thousands of warriors waited behind the city walls on both sides, ready to support at any time. And dozens of temple priests ignited holy flames, cut their cheeks, and prayed like crazy for days. The military nobles in the city were also dispatched. They maintained order everywhere, guarding the walls on all sides, facing the front line of the battle with the Mexicans.

At this moment, in order to resist the attack of the old enemy, the gods, nobles, priests, warriors and moth people are all united! Because they all know that the outcome of defeat is death and sacrifice, and there is no way out!

After two quarters of an hour, the thick smoke from the top of the city has gradually dissipated, no longer obstructing the line of sight. And the Mexican army outside the city also took action. Outside the city walls on the west and north sides, there are a thousand elite royal warriors each. They wore bronze helmets and armor, armed with long bows, and were well equipped. The royal bow warriors bowed their heads, lined up in a loose formation, braved the feather arrows at the head of the city, and quickly advanced to within sixty steps.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The bow warriors stood still, and a round of sharp copper arrows shot up, suppressing the Tlaxcala archers at the head of the city! Dozens of screams sounded from the top of the city, and dozens of corpses immediately fell from the top of the city. And the Tlaxcala archers fell to the ground and tried their best to shoot arrows down the city.

Blasts of bone arrows fell on the royal warriors, and from time to time they sent out "dings" that collided with the bronze armor. Several warriors groaned and were hit by the precise marksman on the face and neck, and immediately fell to the ground and died.

"Whoosh whoosh! ... whoosh whoosh! ..."

The continuous rain of arrows crisscrossed under the city walls, constantly taking away life and consuming the physical strength of the archers. After several rounds of arrow rain, the arrow rain shot by the two sides was obviously sparse. Then, the drums of the charge sounded from the Mexican army formation in the rear.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Outside the city walls on both sides, there are 1,000 city-state militiamen on each side, wearing simple commoners, carrying dozens of seven or eight meters long ladders, and quickly approaching the city wall. As soon as they got close, a large number of throwing spears fell from the city head, followed by throwing wooden blocks and stones, and a few lime jars.

"what!"

The city-state militia who attacked the city screamed, and hundreds of people were killed and injured in an instant. They were either shot by arrows in their bodies and fell down with a wailing; or their heads were hit by a stone and fell to their death instantly; or they covered their lime-covered eyes and shed blood and tears in severe pain. However, the drumbeat of the attack intensified, and the militiamen died when they retreated. The only option was to continue the siege!

"Bang bang bang!"

The city-state militiamen tried their best to erect long ladders, hooked the city wall with copper hooks, and tried their best to climb to the city head. They were then shot to death by arrows from the city head, crushed to death by falling stones, and killed by warriors' sticks.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The bronze-armored warriors under the city quickly fired arrows. They didn't care about the militia who accidentally wounded the city, but kept shooting at the Tlaxcala warriors who were leaning out.

After a round of arrow rain, dozens of warriors screamed from arrows and fell from the crowded city. Their fate is doomed, even if they don't fall to their death, they will be killed by the militia under the city.

"Bang bang bang!"

The defenders at the head of the city threw down, and the unarmored militiamen suffered heavy casualties. After another half an hour, the remaining hundreds of militiamen couldn't hold on any longer, and wailed and scattered to the rear. And the defense equipment at the head of the city also consumed a lot, and it was too late to replenish.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The second round of war drums sounded immediately. The royal family's supervising team drew their battle sticks and, according to the king's order, prepared to execute the first two hundred militiamen who retreated. And the two thousand warriors of the city state who had been preparing for a long time, shouted in unison, and ran towards the cloud ladder at the head of the city.

"Praise the Lord God, fight for God!"

The city-state warriors held up their shields, clenched their battle sticks, and rushed to the city in a moment. They are the real siege team, and the previous militia is just a consumption to pave the way.

"kill!..."

The warriors shouted and quickly jumped up to the top of the city. Then, with red eyes, they tried their best to wield battle sticks, and fought desperately with the Tlaxcala defenders who also shouted!

"Yeah. Tlaxcala's popularity has not fallen. Today's siege is still mainly based on consumption."

King Avet stood on the high hill, with the banner of the "Evil Spirit Commander" behind him, surrounded by hundreds of condor noble chapters. His face was calm, looking at the shouting crowd in the city, looking at the constantly blooming blood spots, as if watching the ants fighting.

The king wore a brand new skeleton armor, the inside was cloth bronze, the outer cover was leather, bone ornaments and feathers, and there were bright gems and gold particles. At a glance, he is shining in the sun, like a heroic spirit in the mythology of the Mexicans!

"The physical strength of the first batch of royal bow warriors is almost exhausted."

Avet narrowed his eyes and looked at the royal warriors who were shooting at him. Then, he waved the flag and gave the order to the guards.

"Beat the drums! Let the second batch of royal bow warriors line up and get ready to strike!"

"Follow your will, Supreme King of Mexica!"

The guard raised his chest and shouted, and then ran to the front. Soon, the drums of the legion became even more rapid.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The drums of war sounded ~lightnovelpub.net~ The warriors of the city state fought at the top of the city, and the warriors of the royal family shot arrows under the city. The warriors kept screaming, falling from the high city head and turning into a mass of corpses. After just a moment, an envoy came running from the army formation on the other side.

"Your Majesty, the Legion Commander of the Mountain Legion, the honorable noble Iszel, sincerely pleads with Your Majesty! He said that today, the Mountain Legion attacked the North City, and two squadrons of warriors with a hundred people and a militia battalion with a thousand people have been killed and wounded... Please Your Majesty the Supreme King, let the loyal mountain legion retreat a little and regroup!"

"Haha! Iser, this little slick..."

Avit laughed and cursed in a low voice. Then, he waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice.

"Let the Mountain Corps of Trokham state attack for another half an hour, and then replace it with the Gordon Corps of Weiphutland!"

"Follow your will, Supreme King of Mexica!"

The messenger raised his chest and shouted again, then immediately turned around and sent the order away.