Remember [New] in a second! The warm wind in May blows from the southeast sea, bringing the first rain of the rainy season. For several days, Feather Snake City was attacked by four city-state legions in turn, gradually bleeding out. But at this moment, the Mexica Legion was mobilized, and the royal family and city-state warriors all climbed in armor and attacked the four walls at the same time. The Feathered Snake City, known as the fortified city, has reached its final juncture.

The sun in the sky was covered by stratus clouds, casting a vast shadow, dimming the mountains and forests in the four fields, and also dimming the city where the battle was fought. Star points of raindrops fell from far away, wet the inside and outside of the city wall of the fallen corpse, and merged with countless fresh blood, no longer distinguishable from each other.

"Praise the Lord God! Fight for God and kill the Tlaxcalans!"

"God of the hunt! We dedicate ourselves to Him, right here, fighting the Mexica to the death!"

"Swoosh!..."

"Bang! Bang, bang!"

Intense shouts of killing came from the walls on all sides, mixed with whistling feather arrows and ferocious spear throwing. The warriors on both sides fought selflessly, swinging their weapons desperately, and attacked the enemies who were fighting close to each other.

The close combat is so cruel, the complete body is quickly broken, and the warm freshness is also flowing around. And on the narrow city head, there are more and more platinum-gold armored figures, like an irresistible tide, gradually breaking through the embankment of flesh and blood, submerging the remaining black on the city wall!

The Feathered Serpent Warrior in the black battle suit howled, slashed, and hit the solid copper armor, before being ruthlessly chopped to death by the copper ax opposite. The Tlaxcala warriors are struggling desperately, but the number is getting smaller and smaller.

In front of the hard-to-kill Mexica bronze armor warriors, hundreds of ordinary militiamen are beginning to collapse. They threw down their crude stone spears and hunting bows, turned and fled howling, and even jumped off the top of the wall in a panic, screaming as they were dying!

"Ah! The God of Hunting!..."

It is the cry of fear, the despair before death.

"It's broken! It's broken! Feather Snake City is broken!"

It was a shout of excitement, an announcement before the carnage came.

"Huh! Ruthless Mother of Destiny!..."

Quehuizi, the lord of Feathered Serpent, climbed to the pyramid temple in the center of the city alone. He raised his head and stared at the statue of the cloud snake, the **** of hunting, in the pattering raindrops. A moment later, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, which were mixed with the fresh rainwater, but it was difficult to distinguish them.

"These are the tears of the Cloud Snake, coming from the high sky, shed for the end of Feathered Snake City..."

Kuihuizi chanted in a low voice, with a look of crying and laughter. His voice gradually became low, and he couldn't even hear it clearly. And another voice was sounding from under the pyramid, asking frantically.

"Damn it! Lord Feather Serpent, where is it?"

Ezr, in bronze armor and hatchet in hand, grabbed an elderly temple priest. He had a fierce expression, with eagerness in his eyes, and a murderous look revealed.

"Say! Is he in the temple?"

"...to, the supreme descendant of the cloud serpent... just went up...on the top of the temple!"

The old temple priest stammered with horror, and finally finished speaking.

"Respected God of War Warrior, I...I would like to submit to the God of War...Please spare me...Ah!..."

After a scream, Izel hung down his **** hatchet, led dozens of mountain warriors, and hurriedly climbed up the pyramid.

If he could capture the Feathered Serpent City Lord of the Tlaxcalans, that would be a great achievement, even the first achievement of the Northern Route Army! And with such military achievements, he can secure the position of head of the Mountain Legion, and let the warriors in the state really admire him!

"The cloud serpent lowered its wings and turned into a warrior holding a bow and arrow. He carried the bow and headed eastward, looking for his son god... and the souls of the dead **** descendants will also float eastward, to the distant great lake. ..”

Kuihuizi stood at a height of tens of meters, looking towards the mountains in the east. Holding a long dagger in his hand, he gently scratched the leather armor on his chest, drawing a series of snake-like marks. The icy sharp point pierced the skin of his heart, bringing real slight pain.

Like the Mexica, the Tlaxcalans believed that the soul was in the heart. And the death that pierces the heart can release the soul, and go to the kingdom of God as quickly as possible...

"Haha! I found you! Lord Feather Serpent!"

Izel climbed to the top of the temple, and saw Quehuizi wearing a feather crown at a glance. He was overjoyed immediately, and immediately ran towards the opponent with a hatchet in his hand.

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"...This Mexica warrior, according to the agreement of Conghua War, please allow me to die with honor! Give me time to drink a glass of water, and after reciting these poems, I will sacrifice myself... .”

"Ah? What? City Lord Feather Serpent, I can't hear your voice..."

Ezr hung his hatchet with a puzzled look on his face. He slowly approached Quehuiz, as if he wanted to hear more clearly.

"Warrior, I want to sacrifice myself, please give me some time..."

"ha!"

Within five steps, Izel suddenly yelled and rushed towards Quehuizi.

"ah?!"

Kuihuizi stabbed the long dagger subconsciously, but it pierced the opponent's armor, making a "ding" sound of metal collision. Then, with a sudden pain in his right arm, he was hit by the back of the copper ax, and the dagger fell instantly! Then, his left arm was also hit, completely losing the ability to resist.

"Haha! The Feathered Snake City Lord has finally fallen into my hands!"

Izel laughed out loud, and pressed Quehuizi tightly under him. Then, several mountain warriors swarmed up and **** the most precious god-born captive.

"Hey! The promise of the War of Flowers? Glorious suicide?"

The Shanlan family curled their lips in disdain. He stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on the copper ax on Quehuiz's gorgeous battle clothes.

"City Master Feathered Snake, let me tell you! This era has changed!...Don't struggle, don't seek death, and accept your fate obediently. As you, before the grand sacrifice of the capital city in the lake, you can And enjoy it at the end!"

There was joy in the cold voice, and the raindrops from the sky fell on Quehuizi's face. The Feathered Snake City Lord closed his eyes in despair, retaining his last decency. Soon, several mountain warriors ran out of the city, shouting like thunder, and announced loudly.

"Kuihuizi, the lord of Feather Serpent, was captured by the brave mountain patriarch, the honorable noble Izel!..."

"Kuihuizi, the lord of Feather Serpent, was captured by the brave mountain patriarch, the honorable noble Izel!..."

The high-pitched shouts came all the way from the city, drifting far away. At the terrible news, the few hundred remaining Tlaxcal warriors howled and fell into utter despair. Some of them killed themselves, some charged the Mexica army, and some knelt and surrendered. Thousands of militiamen guarding the city also knelt down one after another, dropped their weapons, and waited for their fate.

"Okay! Very good! Honor the noble Izel, and record it as the first victory in the battle of Feathered Snake City!"

On the high hill where the flag was erected, Avit had a smile on his face when he heard the good news of the meritorious service. The glorious nobles who capture the enemy alive are much more credited than beheaded! Because, such captives are God of War's favorite, and they are the sacrifices of the Glorious Alliance!

"Haha! Feathered Snake City has been broken, and the lord of Feathered Snake City has been captured... Order all the legions! Take the prisoners in the city, don't kill wantonly!"

Avet laughed and ordered, and let the guards quickly pass. He smiled freely and stopped the killing in the city, but there was no kindness in his heart.

"The expansion of the sacred Great Temple has been completed. When I defeat the Tlaxcalans and return to the capital, there will be a magnificent sacrifice, an unprecedented sacrifice! And all captured warriors and militiamen will be transported back to the capital. Capital city, wait for the day of the great festival!"

"Praise the Lord God! Follow your will~lightnovelpub.net~Supreme King of Mexica!"

The guards were excited and shouted. They saluted together and went to the various legions.

Avet straightened his back, standing on a high place, rubbing the topaz scepter in his hand, his eyes became deep.

Before he set off, he had given the ruby ​​scepter of his grandfather Montezuma to his beloved daughter Alyssa. At this moment, the topaz scepter in his hand not only inherits the royal power of the Mexica royal family, but also embodies the divine power of tribal priests.

After a while, Avit smiled lightly and looked up at the sky. The pattering raindrops fell from the sky, but it was a good spring rain, just in line with the alliance's spring plowing!

"What a spring rain, with infinite vitality, fell on the fertile soil of Feather Snake City, and fell on the territory of the alliance!"

With a leisurely voice, Avit looked at the southern sky. Then, with a solemn expression, he gave orders to the guards in a cold voice.

"Go, tell the messenger of the holy city of Cholula, the priest leader Patel!"

"Shensuoguan and Feather Snake City on the northern line have all been conquered by the alliance! Tonight, I will drink and celebrate in the camp. Please invite the priest leaders of the holy city to dance for me!"