"Gods! These crazy lunatics!" Steamed

On the galley, facing the charge of the kingdom's armored warriors, Priest Papu's heart trembled. He decisively took off his cumbersome sacrificial robe and threw it on the ground. Then, he leaped forward and "plopped" into the water. He is like a nimble fish, sneaking through the gaps of the boats, swimming towards the warships behind, moving faster than anyone else.

"Dedicate your life to God!"

The cry of death resounded in the narrow river. The tragic fight has also entered the final end. On the flagship, the old militiaman Chihuaco was covered in blood, and he thrust out his spear trickily, stabbing down one enemy after another. Then, the pressure of fighting suddenly eased, and the front of the flagship suddenly opened up. Panting heavily, he looked towards the fierce shouts, and saw the cruel battle situation in the middle of the river, as well as those kingdom warriors who made a desperate assault and gave up their lives!

"Lord God!..."

The old militia Chihuaco was stunned on the spot. A moment later, two turbid old tears flowed from his painful eyes. He bit his lip fiercely, tasting the blood and bitterness in his mouth. After a few breaths, he bowed his waist, like a wounded old dog, and roared sharply.

"Paddle with all your strength! Break out to the mouth of the sea!"

"Paddle with all your strength! Break out to the mouth of the sea!" Steamed

Along with the new order, the sailors on the flagship also broke out their last physical strength. Two assault longships, in the center of the river, pinned down the main force of the Totonac fleet. On both sides of the entire river, there is finally a passable space. And the two remaining long galleys paddled the blood-colored river and slowly accelerated!

"Dedicated to God! . . . "

In just a moment, the speeding longship rushed past the scattered obstacles and came to the rear of the Totonac fleet. The shouting in the center of the river gradually became distant, and seemed to gradually become smaller. And when the two long boats rushed to the mouth of the sea and rushed into the vast and boundless sea, the sound of fighting behind was finally hard to hear.

"Tavaru..."

The old militiaman pursed his lips tightly, turned around and looked back, only to see the Totonac warriors surrounded by the fighting place, and a figure who fell heavily. After a while, a Totonac warrior held up a human head and shouted a few words, and the tribal warriors howled excitedly like a pack of boiling dogs.

"Bless the gods! This is the bravest Mexica warrior! I, Newka, the warrior of Hidden Snake City, cut off his head with my own hands!..."

Priest Papu was bare-chested and put on his feather crown again. He frowned, looked at Newka, the warrior who was holding up Tavaru's head on the deck, and boasted of his bravery, curled his lips lightly, but said nothing. Steam

"Where's Chu Chute? Is he dead?"

"Priest, he didn't die, he just lost a lot of blood and passed out."

"Bandage him up!"

"yes!"

Priest Papu had just finished ordering the guards when another guard came to ask for instructions.

"Priest, the gods bless us, we have defeated the evil Aztecs! Two Mexica longships have escaped, shall we go after them?"

"The Longboat That Gets Away..." Steam

Priest Pap stroked his chin, looking at the river mouth not far away. Two Mexica longboats, full of scars, have raised their sails at the mouth of the river. Their bows are facing the northwest, facing the vast sea, sailing straight forward. It looked like he was going to escape into the deep sea!

"...Don't chase! I can't catch up...Damn it, this group of desperate lunatics!..."

Priest Papp cursed in a low voice. Blowing the mighty sea breeze, he looked at the eastern sky, only to see dark clouds gradually approaching here.

"The storm on the seashore is coming... It's time to enter the sea..."

Priest Papp shook his head. He looked around the river where the corpses were floating, and counted the dead Totonac warriors, there were at least two hundred of them! Until this moment, deep in his heart, there was a surge of fear.

"Fortunately... I brought 700 Totonak warriors according to the size of the seven fleets I remember... If I only brought 400 people here according to the confession obtained through torture... then the result of this battle..."

After thinking for a while, Priest Pap suddenly felt suspicious again. Steam

"Huh? Where are the other three longships hiding? When this battle is over, you must torture that captured Mayan merchant!..."

"Praise the gods! We have captured the longship and destroyed the evil Aztecs!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, a large group of Totonak warriors completely occupied the two longships. And the last resistance on the longboat finally fell under countless stabs. The densely packed corpses overlapped and fell into the water, entangled and falling into the water, exuding intractable blood red.

Then, the unruly tribal warriors began to quarrel with each other and even fight each other. They snatched the heads of the kingdom's warriors, especially those wearing helmets, as the most dazzling and most boastful military exploits.

The captive sailors of the fleet were fastened and made an exciting sacrifice in the celebration of the city-state. As for the fugitive Puton warriors, there were also small boats scattered to search, and carefully followed the hunt. In the jungle of the Totonak tribe ~lightnovelpub.net~ the lonely fighters can only pray for the favor of fate if they want to escape.

"Gems! Gems! There are gems on the longship!"

Suddenly, a surprise shout sounded from the long boat. Priest Papu heard the reputation and saw a stupid tribal warrior holding a bag of heavy gems in both hands, dancing excitedly. Then, dozens of pairs of competing hands grabbed the source of the sound. Everyone desperately scrambled for the cloth bag containing the gems, and even stripped off that stupid warrior, even the loincloth. Steam

"Ha! What a fool!"

The corners of Priest Papp's lips curled up, and he curled his eyes in disdain. Then, he looked at the guard beside him, and ordered sharply.

"Go! In the name of the gods, tell all the warriors! Check carefully and hand over the gems you find. Everyone has a share, and no one is allowed to hide it privately!..."

"Of course, as the most honorable priest... I will take half of it!"

"That's right! Send two more reliable ones to search the camp on the shore! As for the gemstones you find...you know how to deal with them!"

"Yes! My lord priest!..."

The sun is setting towards the west, reflecting the red clouds on the sea. Two sunken Mexica longboats, battered and battered, rest on the banks of floating bodies. As for the other two longships, they fought their way out of the siege, full of sails, and completely disappeared into the depths of the golden-red sea and sky. Steam

The cloudy clouds from the east gradually came in, and before the sun completely set, they finally reached the seashore. And the torrential rain suddenly fell from the sky, splashing blood-colored water.

Blood flowed everywhere and gradually faded. In the last twilight they reached the edge of the lagoon, a lush but neglected field of cassava. In the turbulent raindrops, the robust cassava swayed gently, glowing with unyielding vitality. And the blood that flowed into the soil, drip by drop, flowed into the roots of the cassava.