The wails of the militia surrounded the pyramid like dying crows. The shouts of warriors came from the city wall, mixed with the more fanatical cheers of the Mexica, announcing the fall of the city-state. The sky is a low-hanging cloud, and the earth is a **** city. Between the sky and the earth is a towering pyramid temple, the most sacred residence of the hunting god.

"Huh? Chichipatti..."

Hearing Travito's shout, Okot's gaze finally moved away from the golden statue carved with precious stones. He looked gloomy, looked at the heroic cloud snake hunter for a while, and sighed faintly.

"That's all! I was planning to take them on the road together..."

"Patriarch?"

Izz looked up and looked up. He looked at Okote who was standing, ready to fight and die for the Patriarch.

"Izz, Travito, you are all warriors blessed by Cloud Snake, maybe you can really break through the siege."

Okote's eyes showed the last expectation. He gave a few instructions to his personal guards, and someone brought out two men and a woman from the prayer room in the temple, three young descendants of God who were crying.

"My eldest son Omochi, my second son Toheno, and my youngest daughter Chichipati are all entrusted to you. The rest of the tree snake guards are also entrusted to you...Let's go! Take them and work hard Get out of town!"

Hearing this, Izz's eyes once again shed tears. He knelt down on the ground, facing Okote, who was determined to live and die, kowtowed twice, and cried out in grief.

"Master!..."

"Woo, father..."

Travito glanced at the weeping Goddess girl, knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully.

"father in law..."

"Father..."

"Lord God bless!..."

The shouts of the Mexica warriors were getting closer. Okot stood in the temple, watching two dark green torrents rushing towards the central pyramid from the east and south walls respectively. He gritted his teeth, stopped looking at the children who were shouting in a low voice, and shouted sharply.

"Go!"

Travito stopped hesitating and stood up immediately. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Chichipati who was at a loss, and ran out of the temple, toward the pyramid.

Izz stood up long, leading the two older princes, and was a little too late to catch up. He rushed to the bottom of the pyramid, and while summoning the tree snake guards he brought back, he shouted to the cloud snake hunter.

"Travelto! Where are you going?"

"Izz, we each take the descendants of the gods and act separately!"

Travito turned his head, glanced at the two princes beside Izz, and the conspicuous group of warriors, and then made up his mind to separate from them.

"If we can break out of the encirclement, we will gather again in the northern mountains!..."

Cloud Snake Hunter left the last sentence, and fled to the west city of Tree Snake City with a few following warriors. He had to find a way to get out of the city from there.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Capture the gods and nobles in the city!"

Kiki Mickey, the dead dog, led thousands of royal warriors all the way through the east city, and soon came to the pyramid temple. Eagle fighters are all wearing heavy armor, so it is difficult to fight for too long, and they are not suitable for pursuit. At this moment, these noble warriors had exhausted their physical strength, and they all stayed on the city wall, and had to give the credit for capturing the descendants of the gods in the city to the light-armored warriors in dark green battle suits.

"Um?"

Qiqimichi narrowed his eyes and looked at the hundreds of tree snake warriors who had just left, as if they were guarding some important person. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and shouted sharply.

"Battalion Commander Mo Qihui, you lead three hundred warriors to chase down that group of enemies! Don't leave the Tlaxcala's descendants and nobles!"

"Obey, Legion Commander!"

Mo Qihui clenched his fists in his chest and bowed his head. He is the brother of Moseloki, and also a young confidant promoted by the king. Hearing the order from the head of the army, he took three hundred leather armored warriors and hurriedly chased them down.

Qiqimichi looked around, and then at the other scattered warriors who were fleeing, but he didn't pay attention at all. And the most important thing... Kikimitch raised his head, looked up at the towering pyramid temple, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"Others, follow me into the temple of the God of Hunting! Praise the Lord God, He is supreme and great, above all the gods!"

"Praise the Lord God, supreme and great, above all gods!"

Hundreds of Mexica warriors cheered wildly. With the blessing of the belief in the main god, they dared to attack the residence of the gods. Qiqimichi took the lead in climbing, and hundreds of warriors clenched their bronze spears and batons, attacking the pyramid from all sides. Only by burning down the enemy's temple is the real conquest!

A moment later, Tessie Whitt brought dozens of sour wood guards, and also killed the fleeing defenders, and came to the temple pyramid. His expression moved slightly, and he hesitated a little while looking at the royal warriors who were attacking the pyramid temple.

"The credit for capturing the temple...is not easy to fight for..."

Tessie Whitt pursed her lips and shook her head slightly. Afterwards, he looked around, scanning the enemies fleeing in the distance, and suddenly his eyes froze! A familiar figure suddenly appeared in his eyes, wearing that snake-print cloak!

"Go, follow me and avenge the legion commander!"

Tessie Whitney, who was as tall as a rock, instantly turned red. Gritting his teeth, he strode forward and chased westward.

"Ah, the Mexica are attacking!"

A young priest, bloodstained on his body, rushed into the main hall of the temple, shouting anxiously.

"The temple guards are resisting, but not for long!"

"Well. My child, you prepare yourself..."

Cloud Snake High Priest Trucco nodded calmly. Then, he took a torch and smiled at Okot while lighting the inherited wooden banner.

"Respected city lord of the **** descendants, we should go!"

"...Hey! The tribe has inherited it for hundreds of years, and the cloud snake has been worshiped for hundreds of years, so it will be cut off today!..."

Okot was silent for a moment and let out a long sigh. He watched the blazing flames rising in the temple, and the golden idols shining in the firelight. The warm heat came quickly, like a mother's hug in memory, but with a pungent volcanic smell. At this moment of life and death, he couldn't help lowering his eyes and tremblingly asked the high priest of the cloud snake.

"High Priest Trucco, after we die, can we really go to the kingdom of the hunting god?"

Hearing this question of shaking his faith, Trucco took a deep look at the other party and smiled oldly.

"able!"

"Tick...tick...tick..."

The flames of the temple had just risen, but the dark clouds in the sky suddenly sank, and raindrops fell. But after a while, the raindrops suddenly became bigger, like the cloud snake's late blessing, pouring down from the Kingdom of God!

"Wow! Wow!..."

"Ah! This, this rain? This heavy rain?!...God of hunting, if you can count a few moments in the morning, the fate of Tree Snake City..."

Okot suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes wide, felt the raindrops falling from the sky, and couldn't help but burst into tears. The raindrops quickly became dense and turned into a torrential downpour, carrying the power of the heyday of the rainy season. The fire of the temple swayed in the shower, and then slowly died down. Seeing that, in less than half an hour, the fire will be completely extinguished.

"Kill! Praise the Lord God! Catch them!"

Qiqimichi quickly stepped up to the temple with a **** hatchet in hand, and chopped down the young priest with one axe. He was wet from the rain, and his hair was all tangled together, like a raging savage. At this moment, he glanced at the two people's feather crowns and costumes in the main hall of the temple, and his face immediately showed joy.

"Haha! God-born nobles, high priests! They are the most noble sacrifices!"

"Um?..."

Seeing the Mexica warriors entering the temple, High Priest Trucco drew out his dagger without hesitation and stabbed it deeply into his heart. If it falls into the hands of a Mexica priest and is fed anesthetized knife water, life and death will be involuntary.

"Ugh! Ho Ho..."

"Damn it!"

Qiqimichi roared angrily, and stared fiercely at the fallen old corpse. Piercing the heart, bleeding profusely, must not survive.

These high priests who serve the gods are often more decisive than the god-born nobles, and are rarely captured by the alliance. They are the rarest sacrifices. It's a pity... the leader of the Dead Dogs galloped a few steps, raised the hatchet, turned the blunt side precisely, and slapped it hard.

"Hahaha! God of hunting! Why did your blessing come so late? Huh?...uh!"

Okot cried and laughed, looked up at the rain clouds in the sky, and yelled hysterically. Afterwards, he was slapped by Qiqimichi, hit his forehead hard, and fell directly to the ground.

"Bah, what a fart! The main **** is in charge of everything, and rain is also the will of the main god!"

Chichimitch let out a "bah", took out the rope from his back, and tied Okot's hands with his own hands. He beamed, looking at the white teeth of the tree snake city lord and the snake-patterned costume, he asked excitedly.

"Who are you?"

"...I am the leader of the Tlaxcalans, the glorious tree serpent, the castellan of Okotruco, Okote the Elder! ...uh... woo..."

"Haha! Good, good! What a big fish!"

Qiqi Mickey laughed out loud, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com directly tore Okot's fancy clothes, tore off a piece of cotton cloth, and stuffed it in the opponent's mouth.

"Assemble the warriors, take care of this guy! Send an envoy to report back to the king! ... The most sacred sacrifice of the Eastern Expedition has fallen into our hands! Haha!"

The hearty laughter echoed in the temple of the hunting god, accompanied by the sound of pattering rain, like an unruly movement. Under the towering pyramid, there are screams of fleeing and dying cries everywhere. The Mexica warriors cheered, chasing in the heavy rain, killing the remnants of the enemy, capturing captives, searching for wealth, and enjoying the joy of the victors!

The same voice, falling on the ears of different people, has completely different feelings. Okot listened to the laughter of the Mexica warrior, looked at the heavy rain in the sky, and closed his eyes sadly. At this moment, he shed tears and prayed sincerely in his heart, not for the tens of thousands of people in the city, but for his three favorite children.

"God of hunting, I am willing to sacrifice my life, and I beg you to grant me the last blessing! In this doomsday, please let the tree snake's divine blood escape from birth and continue in the world..."

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