Arrows flew, and the regiment leader fell to the ground. In an instant, under the banner, there was a shocking silence. After counting the information, the surrounding Suanmu guards rushed towards him, showing despair and fear, and shouted in disbelief.

"Homeowner!"

"Legion Commander!"

Seeing the fallen Yotico, the turquoise Tessie Whitt's face changed greatly. He left the cloud snake hunter directly, turned around, and ran towards the big flag.

Surprise appeared on Travito's face. His eyes widened, trying to find a warrior who shot arrows to kill the enemy. However, the lights and shadows of the fire and the shadows are chaotic, and the figures are swaying and chaotic, but it is not clear at all.

"Who is it? To be able to shoot the commander of the Mexican Army, and make such a great contribution!"

"Such a sharp shot must be a famous hunter in our tree snake city!"

Izz watched for a moment, but found nothing. But a night attack, with such military exploits, is enough to explain to the city lord.

"Travito, don't look at it! Let's go as soon as the Mexicans lose their leader! When we retreat to the city, we will ask the warriors who have appeared, and reward the hunters who have made great achievements!"

"Um...Izz..."

Travito clenched the copper axe in his hand and looked at Izz beside him, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"The Mexican leader died in battle, and the warriors lost their commander-in-chief. If they rush for a while..."

"...It's too late! If you shoot the leader of the opponent two quarters earlier, there may be a chance."

Izzy thought for a moment and shook his head. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the periphery of the sour wood banner, which was surrounded by aristocratic banners with different family crests.

"The sky will be bright, and the battle groups of these Mexica nobles are slowly returning to order. We have too few people, and there is no cover of night, so we can't defeat them! ... Let's go!"

"Two quarters early..."

Travito raised his head unwillingly and looked under the chaotic banner. If that warrior could shoot down the enemy leader earlier, he would have the opportunity to completely defeat the Mexica Legion! And at this moment...

"Hey! Let's go!"

The cloud snake hunter sighed and turned away. He didn't look back, and with dozens of remaining tree snake warriors, he hurriedly retreated outside the camp. The nearby noble chapters adhered to their flags and killed the scattered tree snake warriors, but no one actively pursued them.

At the same time, the place where the dark arrow really hit. A thin figure carried a long bow on his back, his feet swayed, and disappeared in the chaotic fighting. In the direction he was going, there was a flag second only to the sour wood flag. On the flag was a tall fir tree with a red cloud at the top. The red cloud shrouded the tree, like a blood-colored eye, quietly watching everything that happened under the moonlit night and dawn.

After a few quarters of an hour, Travito took the warriors who attacked at night, detoured the south gate, and finally returned to the tree snake city. On the way to retreat, some other tree snake warriors who had not yet lost their heads joined his team one after another. But when they actually returned to the city, after a little count, there were only a hundred or so of the five hundred tree snake warriors who attacked at night.

More than 70% of the elite night raiders were either killed on the spot or scattered throughout the Mexican military camp. And after the day was bright, the only destination for these warriors in the enemy camp was to go to the Divine Kingdom of Cloud Snake. The night raids of this era are so tragic!

Lord Okote stood at the front of the city, looking at the fire outside the city, and waited all night. When the sun rose and the sky was bright, Travito reappeared in front of his eyes and fell to his knees with a "bang".

"City Lord! Travito, I have lived up to your expectations! ... Cloud snake bless! We smashed through the enemy camp, killed the commander of Mexica, and killed it again!"

The cloak on the cloud snake hunter has been dyed red with blood. His gorgeous battle clothes were also cracked and damaged beyond recognition. However, when he held his head up high and responded with a confident voice, the heads of people in the tree snake city became quiet and silent.

"Good! Very good! Travito, my warrior, you are a true warrior, a holy hunter blessed by the cloud snake!... Haha!"

The Lord of the City of Ocott had a happy expression on his face and laughed loudly. He looked around, saw the excited expressions of the warriors in the city, and after a little pondering, he announced loudly.

"The great victory of the night attack is a victory given to us by the Cloud Snake! As the leader, Travert received the grace of God and was promoted to the hereditary noble! The deputy leader Izz fought heroically, and he was also promoted to the hereditary! And the warrior who killed the enemy leader, also To be promoted to noble! As for the other returning warriors, everyone has a generous reward..."

Then, Okote paused. He turned his head and looked at the heroic cloud snake hunter for a moment before he made up his mind to inspire the heart of the army in the city again.

"From today onwards, Travit, is my son-in-law, the descendant of the cloud snake! I will marry the youngest daughter to him! ... The cloud snake protects us, the tree snake city is unbreakable, as stable as a towering mountain!"

"Blessed by the cloud snake, it is as stable as a mountain!"

An enthusiastic shout resounded at the head of the tree snake city, with the fighting spirit of the Tlaxcalans to fight to the end. Later, Travito and Izz searched for the night raid team, but could not find the hunter who made great achievements. It was probably lost in the Mexica military camp, and there was no chance of escape.

A few miles away, Fang Xi was fighting in the Suanmu Camp. The Tlaxcala warriors scattered in the camp were killed, and the bodies were piled up and sacrificed to the supreme god. The nobles gathered up the camp, the 4,000 militiamen lost thousands, and the rest were all scattered. And more than 3,000 city-state warriors also lost a thousand casualties in the melee during the night attack. Really heavy casualties.

The banner of the nobles of the alliance was broken and fluttered, the camp was full of gloom and gloom, and there was a cry. Among those chaotic cries, there are heart-piercing sincerity, hypocrisy that weeps without tears, and half-hearted that can't wait.

Two days later, King Avet received news that he led an army of 30,000 and arrived at the tree snake city. With a solemn expression and expressionless face, he went to the camp as soon as possible to check Yotico's body. The once reckless Glory nobles, now lying quietly on the wooden slumps, wearing sturdy bronze armor, but their necks are full of bloodstains that cannot be dissolved.

Looking at this scene, Avit pursed his lips, and was silent for a while before speaking in awe.

"...The death of the honorable noble Jotiko in battle is the glorious death of a warrior. Under the guidance of the Lord God, he went to the red country, and enjoys peace and beauty forever!... The Lord God blesses him!"

Hearing this, the generals bowed their heads one after another, and paid tribute to the highest-ranking commander of the Alliance who died in action since the expedition.

"Blessed by the Lord! May you enjoy the beauty forever!..."

Avet lowered his eyes, a deep sadness on his face. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the big nobles in the acid wood army. The king's gaze stayed on the front middle-aged noble for a while, and ordered in a deep voice.

"From today onwards, the Acid Wood Legion will be taken over by the Honorable Noble, Spruce Patriarch Hoch Kalo!"

Hearing this appointment, the Sourwood nobles looked at each other. Although they were a little surprised, no one objected. Jotico's eldest son is not in the army, so Hochkalo, the chief of the spruce patriarch, is indeed the most suitable candidate to succeed him, and he is also his own person in the city-state.

In Nahua, the meaning of "hotchkalo" is a flowering fruit tree. The meaning of "Yotico" is the tree in the sour fruit forest. From the name alone, it can be known that there is a close blood relationship between the two. In fact, Hochkalo was the cousin of Jotico's grandfather, and one of the great nobles in Sourwood City, second only to Jotico.

Hearing this, Spruce Patriarch Hodgkalo put away the sadness on his face and showed a little excitement. He stepped forward, got down on one knee, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Respected king, Hotchcarlo obeys your will! I will reorganize the acid wood army and fight bravely for the supreme sun!"

"Well. Do it well! Hochcarlo, I have always been very relieved when you do things!"

Avit's expression moved slightly and nodded slowly. Then, he reached out his hand with a smile and shook Hotch Caro's hair.

"As soon as possible gather the scattered militia and samurai, and rebuild the acid wood army... Next, follow me to capture the tree snake city~lightnovelpub.net~ blood sacrifice the nobles in the city... sacrifice for the immortal elders, for The heroic commander of Yotico has his revenge!"

"Yes! Follow you!"

Hotchcarlo lowered his head, his eyes twinkling. After a while, he raised his head, with grief and murderous intent, shouting to the surrounding acid wood nobles.

"Seize Tree Snake City and sacrifice blood to the nobles in the city! Sacrifice for the immortal elders and avenge the heroic commander of Yotico!"

"Siege... blood sacrifice... sacrifice... revenge!"

Soon, under the guidance of the army priests, the angry shouts of the Mexican warriors resounded through the camps of tens of thousands of troops! The sound was like a roaring tide, and like a thunder in the sky, with the will to destroy everything!

King Avit did not wait, did not hesitate, his heart was as hard as stone, and he had already prepared everything. In the early morning of the second day, when the simple climbing ladder was finally transported from the camp outside Feather Snake City to Tree Snake City, tens of thousands of Mexican legions started brutal siege without stopping!

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