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Rows of trebuchets trembled outside the city walls on the east and north sides, roared loudly, and threw burning fireballs! More than 20 fireballs, like howling meteors, flew over a distance of 200 steps, and smashed hard into the west wall of Feather Snake City. When the fireball fell, the burning charcoal and sulfur were instantly scattered, and a large flame rose up, billowing thick smoke.

Thousands of Tlaxcala warriors shouted sharply, holding on to the top of the city, suffering in the drifting smoke. Thousands of city-state militiamen were busy, covering the fireball with baskets of soil and putting out the fire. The pungent poisonous smoke came head-on, carrying the terrifying aura of volcanoes. Many people's faces were scorched, their hair was scorched, and they coughed repeatedly, as if they were about to cough up their lungs.

The Feathered Snake City Master Kui Huizi stood on a high place in the city, watching the battle situation in front of him, silently clenched the snake-like scepter in his right hand.

Feathered Snake City, Quiwizetlan, is one of the four core cities of Tlaxcala. It was built in the shortest time, only about a hundred years, and it is located in the northernmost part of Zhucheng, controlling the northern entrance of the valley mountain range. In order to guard against the Mexica, the walls of this strong city have been reinforced many times, and they are seven or eight meters high. The outer layer of the city wall is made of nearby materials and built with volcanic stones, while the inner layer is thickened with soil. Both layers are glued together with mortar, which is difficult to excavate and destroy.

The area of ​​the Feathered Snake City is not large, but about three square kilometers. It is said to be a city, but it is actually more like a fortress. On the south and east sides of Feathered Snake City are the Atenke River ( ) and the Apisa River ( ). The two rivers meet to form a knuckle, which protects half of the city wall. In later generations, it was called Apisaco, which means "the shallow place where the rivers meet". Both sides of the river are extremely muddy, making it difficult to deploy troops. The Mexica can only attack Feathered Serpent City through the north and west sides.

All in all, Feather Snake City's defenses are quite strong, taking advantage of the terrain, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. In fact, this is also the common feature of the four core snake cities of Tlaxcala: they are four strong fortresses built in dangerous places purely for war!

"There are still 3,000 warriors in the city, 7,000 militiamen, and two years of grain storage. Thirty miles to the southwest are the other three snake cities, and they will continue to come to support...God of hunting, bless! I will definitely be able to hold this place!"

Kuihuizi prayed silently, with unresolved worries surging in his heart, but his face was expressionless. After all, he is the head of the gods in the city, one of the most honorable four kings of the Tlaxcalans, and he must always maintain his majesty.

Hundreds of Feathered Serpent guards were wearing leather armor and holding obsidian batons, 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 descendant of God!

"Order the moth people in the city to dig more soil! Destroy the wooden walls of the nobles' mansions and make wooden shields for the top of the city!...Start from my palace!"

Quehuiz watched for a moment, and he gave a sharp order until the incoming fireball was extinguished by the moth people.

"Invite the priest of the hunting **** to come and hold a prayer ceremony behind the city wall to protect the warriors guarding the city! Remember, the hunting **** will protect Snake City!"

"Yes! The God of Hunting will bless Snake City!"

A dozen personal guards shouted, bowed their heads in salute, and then scattered away. Soon, the small city was full of shouts, and it became even busier.

Thousands of moth people prepared materials for the defense of the city, using stone tools to make crude large shields, arrows and rolling stones. Thousands of warriors are waiting behind the walls on both sides, ready to support at any time. And dozens of temple priests lit the holy fire, 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 Mexica.

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

Two quarters of an hour later, the thick smoke at the top of the city had gradually dissipated, no longer obstructing the line of sight. And the Mexica army formation outside the city also took action. Outside the city walls on the west and north sides, a thousand elite royal warriors each marched out. They wear bronze helmets, wear bronze armor, and hold longbows, all of which are well-equipped. The royal bow warriors lowered their heads, lined up in a loose formation, and braved the feathered arrows from the top of the city, and quickly advanced within sixty steps.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

As soon as the bow warriors stood still, a round of sharp copper arrows shot upwards, suppressing the Tlaxcala archers at the top 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 also desperately shot arrows down the city.

A burst of bone arrows landed on the royal warriors, making "jingle" when they collided with the bronze armor from time to time. Several warriors grunted, and were hit in the face and neck by the precise sharpshooter, and immediately fell to the ground and died.

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

The continuous rain of arrows staggered up and down the city wall, constantly taking away life and consuming the physical strength of the archers. After several rounds of arrow rain, the arrow rain from the two sides was obviously sparse. Then, the drums of the charge sounded from the Mexica army formation behind.

"Boom boom boom!"

Outside the city walls on both sides, there are a thousand city-state militiamen on each side, wearing simple commoner clothes, carrying dozens of seven or eight meter long ladders, and quickly approaching the city walls. As soon as they approached, a large number of spears fell from the top of the city, followed by thrown wood and stones, and a few lime jars.

"ah!"

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 and fell down screaming; or their heads were hit by stones, and they collapsed to death in an instant; However, the drumbeat of the attack became more and more intense, and the militiamen would die if they retreated, so they could only continue to attack the city!

"Bang bang bang!"

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The city-state militiamen tried their best to set up long ladders, hooked the city wall with copper hooks, and desperately climbed to the top of the city. Then they were shot to death by arrows from the top of the city, crushed to death by falling stones, and killed by warriors' battle sticks.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The bronze-armored and bow-bow warriors under the city quickly fired arrows. They didn't care about accidentally injuring the besieging militiamen, but kept shooting the Tlaxcala warriors who leaned out.

After a round of arrow rain, dozens of warriors screamed and fell from the crowded city. Their fate was doomed, even if they did not fall to their deaths, they would be killed by the militiamen in the city.

"Bang bang bang!"

The defenders at the top of the city threw down, and the unarmored militiamen suffered heavy casualties. After another quarter of an hour, the remaining hundreds of militiamen could no longer hold on, and howled and collapsed to the rear. And the defense equipment at the top of the city was also consumed a lot, and it was too late to replenish it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Then the second round of war drums sounded. The royal warlords drew out their batons, and prepared to execute the two hundred militiamen who retreated first, according to the king's order. And the two thousand city-state warriors who had been preparing for a long time shouted together and ran towards the ladder on the top of the city.

"Praise the Lord God, fight for God!"

The city-state warriors held up their shields and clenched their batons, and rushed to the city in a short while. They are the real siege team, and the previous militias are just consumption to pave the way.

"kill!..."

The warriors shouted and quickly jumped onto the top of the wall. Then, with red eyes, they swung their batons as hard as they could, and fought desperately with the Tlaxcala defenders who also shouted!

"Well. The morale of the Tlaxcalans has not fallen. Today's siege is still based on consumption."

King Avit stood on a high hill, with the royal banner of the "Commander of Evil Spirits" behind him, surrounded by hundreds of noble eagle battle groups. His face was expressionless, looking at the shouting crowd at the top of the city, looking at the blood spots that were constantly blooming, it was as if he was watching ants fighting.

The king's body was clad in new skeleton armor, with cloth-covered bronze inside, leather, bone ornaments, and feathers on the outside, and bright gems and gold particles. At a glance, he is shining in the sun, like a heroic spirit in Mexica mythology!

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

Avit squinted his eyes and watched the royal warriors who were shooting at each other. Then, he waved the command flag and issued an order to the guards.

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

"At your will, High King of Mexica!"

The personal guard raised his chest and shouted ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then rushed to the front of the formation. Soon, the battle drums of the Legion became even more urgent.

"Boom boom boom!"

The drums of war sounded, the warriors of the city-state fought on the top of the city, and the warriors of the royal family shot arrows below the city. There were warriors screaming and falling from the high city, turning into a mass of corpses. In just a moment, a messenger came rushing from the other side of the army formation.

"Your Majesty, the head of the Mountain Legion, the honorable noble Izel, sincerely beseeches His Majesty! He said that today the Mountain Legion attacked Beicheng, and has already lost two warrior squadrons of 100 people, and a militia battalion of 1,000 people...please. Your Majesty the Supreme King, let the loyal mountain army step back and regroup!"

"Haha! Izel, this little cunning..."

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

"Let the Mountain Legion of Trokham State attack for another half a minute, and then replace it with the Golden Legion of Weiphutland State!"

"At your will, High King of Mexica!"

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