The clouds parted and the night darkened. The moonlight fell like water, spreading the cold brilliance, illuminating the continuous Mexica military camps outside the tree snake city, like a giant snake that wants to eat people. The large and small flags of the Mexica nobles fluttered high, like the wings of a giant snake, invisible in the shadows. And the bonfires lit up everywhere in the camp are like the shining scales on the body of a giant snake, dancing with murderous intent.

"Aww! Roar!..."

The night was getting dark, and boiling roars and howls suddenly sounded from the Mexica military camp. Immediately afterwards, the city-state warriors cried hoarsely.

"Ah! Ah! The immortal sun, has set! . . . "

"Sacrifice for the elders, revenge for the high priest!..."

"Kill! Kill! Capture Tree Snake City, kill all the Tlaxcalans!..."

"Aww! Roar!..."

The terrible shouts shook the field, like rolling thunder, and spread far away. And the same shout seemed to be sounding far away in the direction of White Snake City in the northeast. The thunder of the night carried an elegy, flowed in the mighty long wind, and fell into the hearts of tens of thousands of people!

"Dengdengdong..."

Dozens of elite Tlaxcala warriors, wearing leather armor with tree snake patterns, quickly climbed up the tower and spread their guard on both sides. Then, a revered middle-aged deity, wearing a long feather crown, an obsidian necklace around his neck, a tree pattern cloak, and a jade scepter in his hand, hurried over. He climbed to the top of the city with a worried expression on his face.

"What's going on?! Why are the Mexica making such a sudden noise?"

The middle-aged descendant of the gods stood at the top of the city, looking at the Mexica military camp to the east, and only heard crazed shouts.

The Mexica warriors in the battalion seemed to be in great distress. The voice was like a pack of wounded wolves, howling continuously at the moon. And he looked at the banner of the commander in the Mexica barracks. Under the faint moonlight, a pattern of a tree was revealed, which was the Sourwood Legion of Tepanica Pangbang.

"Who is the nobleman stationed at the top of the city tonight? Tell him to report quickly!"

Hearing this, the tree snake guards left quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, a hereditary nobleman with a big bow and thick eyebrows appeared in front of the middle-aged descendant of the gods, kneeling respectfully and saluting.

"Respected Tree Snake Goddess, Okoto City Lord! Cloud Snake Hunter Travito, I salute you!"

Hearing the title of "Cloud Snake Hunter", Okot, the owner of Tree Snake City, looked solemn. Cloud Snake is the incarnation of the God of Hunting, and the hunters who can be named after Cloud Snake are all top bow and arrow masters! He bowed his head slightly, nodding to Travito. Then, the noble tree snake **** descendant asked in a deep voice, with urgency in his voice.

"Travito, what happened in the Mexica camp? Why are they shouting like that, even mad?"

"City Lord, I have listened to the city for a long time, and then watched the actions of the Mexica warriors..."

Cloud Snake Hunter Travito had a thoughtful look on his face and confessed frankly.

"They shouted for the sun to fall, offering sacrifices for revenge... It seems that there are extremely noble descendants of the sun **** who have gone to the kingdom of God!"

"Ah?! Sun God descendant, fallen?"

Hearing this, Okote's expression changed, and he let out a low voice. There was a hint of hope on his face.

"Could it be that King Avit is dead? If so, the Mexica will withdraw their troops from the city without their leader!"

"...City Lord, probably not."

Travito thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Outside the east city is the city-state legion of the Mexica. If the king who has been on the throne for several years goes to the Kingdom of God, they will not be so sad!..."

"Well..."

Okot was speechless for a moment, which was the truth. The city-state legions in various places are the private soldiers of the nobles of various ministries, and they are directly loyal to the great nobles in the city-state, not the top leader of the alliance. This is basically the case in all parts of the world, except the former Tarasco Kingdom.

Since King Avit of Mexica came to the throne, he has strictly centralized power and suppressed local city-states. Although he has an outstanding reputation, he is aggressive and dissatisfied with the big nobles whose interests have been damaged. If he really died during the Eastern Expedition... I am afraid that the nobles and warriors of the city-state legion will only celebrate secretly, and will never be so sad.

"Well...except for the great Tlatoani of the Mexica, who else can be called the sun? Even His Highness the Death God in the south can't bear this title now..."

"City Master, I vaguely heard that the word 'Wei Wei' appeared repeatedly..."

"Wei Wei? Dear elder?"

Hearing this, Tree Snake City Lord Okot was startled. He thought for a while, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Ah! Could it be? Could it be! . . . He?"

"Probably!"

Travito looked serious and nodded seriously.

"Only Him who established the Mexica Alliance with his own hands will make the Mexica nobles and warriors from all states awe and worship from the bottom of their hearts!"

"Ah this!..."

Tree Snake City Lord Okot's expression changed, his thoughts turned sharply, and he almost forgot. In the past forty years, he has been listening to that name, all the way from a child to middle age. That name has existed for so long, so long, that it has almost become an immortal mark, a living god. And once such a sun falls... Gu Zhen

"Kill! Kill! Capture Tree Snake City, and sacrifice them for the sake of the immortal sun!..."

The shouts of the Mexica warriors sounded from the barracks again, like thunder. This time, their shouts were so clear that they almost reached the ears of everyone in the city!

"ah!"

Mayor Okot trembled all over. There was a little fear on his face, and he whispered to himself.

"This...these bloodthirsty and crazy Mexica people!...In the future, I am afraid that they will attack the city without fear of life and death, and sacrifice the gods..."

"City Lord! The next attack of the Mexica Legion will be unprecedentedly fierce! If you blindly defend and be beaten passively, no matter how strong the city is, you will definitely not be able to defend it!"

Travito gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and spoke up. He held the short dagger at his waist, and his eyes were ruthless.

"Dear Tree Snake Goddess, the opportunity to fight is fleeting. While the Mexica are in grief tonight, we must take the initiative to attack! Please give me five hundred elite warriors who can fight at night, and follow me out of the camp. Mexica!"

"Huh?! You want to attack the enemy camp at night?"

Hearing this, the expression of the city lord Okot changed. He clenched his scepter tightly, thought carefully for a while, and asked in a low voice.

"Travito, how sure are you?"

"The city lord, go out of the city to attack at night, and attack the crowd with a small amount, just like a cougar living alone, raiding the fierce wolves, it is life and death!"

Travito straightened up, pulled out the obsidian dagger from his waist, and pointed to the military camp outside the city.

"The method of warfare of the Mexica city-state legion was originally that the militia was surrounded by the warriors, and the warriors were the core of the city-state army, and the militiamen were just a steady stream of consumables. The camp is as immovable as a mountain, and can rush out at any time. They will use the life of the militiamen to consume the enemy's physical strength, disrupt the opponent's formation, and exchange for a chance to attack the enemy warriors!..."

Hearing this, Okot nodded slightly. The Tlaxcalans have been at war with the Mexica for decades, and they are all too familiar with this style of warfare. But the warriors of the Mexica were indeed ruthless, tough and fierce, and it was difficult to really defeat them.

"But tonight is different! The Mexica warriors are mourning and frantic, on the verge of chaos. When they get tired and rest, I will lead the elite raid! Even if the losses are heavy, the result will be achieved, and the warriors on the other side will be truly killed!"

When Travito said this, there was a gleam in his eyes. He knelt down and saluted again, begging for orders from the noble Tree Serpent Goddess.

"Dear descendants of the gods, please give me five hundred warriors! If I can't defeat the enemy army, I'd rather die outside the city!"

Okot stared at the heroic cloud snake hunter, staring at his bright and firm eyes. After a while, he nodded heavily.

"Okay!...Travito, my warrior, I will give you five hundred tree snake guards! The supreme cloud snake protects you!...I have only one request, you must come back alive!"

"The supreme cloud snake, protect us!"

Hearing this, Telavito was refreshed, and his chest was full of pride. He fell on the ground, knocked heavily three times, and swore in a deep voice.

"Dear Deity! I will fight to the death outside the city, defeat the Mexica warriors, and bring you a glorious victory!"

Mayor Okot nodded silently, stretched out his hand, and shook Travito's hair. Then, he took off his tree snake cloak and put it on Travito himself. The heroic Cloud Snake Hunter showed excitement, and bowed to the ground again. And the two personal guards put on the jade seals, went forward in a low-key manner, and went to the city to transfer troops.

A few quarters of an hour later, five hundred elite tree snake warriors, wearing tree pattern leather armor and holding obsidian batons, gathered under the city wall. Travito wore a noble tree pattern cloak, silently held up his baton, and walked in front of the tree snake warriors.

"Cloud Snake Blessing! For the sake of the sacred blood, let's fight to the death!"

"Cloud Snake Blessing! Fight to the death!"

The tree snake warriors responded in a low voice, with fighting intent in their eyes. They are Okot's personal guard warriors, who have been blessed for generations and are the most loyal and combative elite in the city. And only the real elite can carry out difficult night raids.

Travito walked through it once, seeing these elite tree snake warriors, and felt a little confident in his heart. Afterwards, he came to the city gate, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes calmly, and waited quietly under the city.

The five hundred tree snake warriors looked at the top of the city, and the noble god-born Okot stood still, gazing at the outside of the city calmly, like a sculpture. The shouts from outside the city were faintly heard, still as shrill as howling wolves. The tree snake warriors also sat down one after another, recharging their spirits and accumulating their physical strength for fighting.

"Aww! Roar!... Roar..."

It wasn't until dawn that the deepest darkness came, and the Mexica barracks gradually fell silent. The grieving city-state warriors are tired and have already rested one after another~lightnovelpub.net~ Only a few patrolling teams are still wandering outside the city.

"It's almost here, it's this time!"

In the still wind, Travito suddenly opened his eyes. Then, he stood up abruptly, swung his baton, and shouted orders to the defenders at the city gate.

"Open the city gate! Warriors of the God of Hunting, join me in the battle! The cloud snake protects the warriors!"

"Cloud Serpent Blessing!"

However, after more than ten breaths, under the busyness of the guards at the top of the city, the gate of the tree snake city, which had been closed for many days, suddenly opened with a "squeak... ah", revealing the dark city gate! Behind the city gate, countless warrior figures suddenly appeared.

Travito, wearing a cloak, carrying a big bow, and holding a baton, jumped out of the city gate first. Five hundred tree snake warriors followed closely with their sticks lowered. They didn't light any torches, and they didn't make the slightest cry. Like silent tree snakes, they opened their poisonous mouths and rushed towards the Mexica barracks outside the city fiercely and sharply!

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