Chapter 304 Night Attack

The sun illuminates the bright cactus flowers, the breeze blows the streams in the valley, and the weather in September is still warm. Hearing the words of the Black Wolf Captain, fine beads of sweat appeared on Iko's forehead. He stammered.

"Ah, Black Wolf Captain, although we, the Pams warriors, are familiar with the terrain, we are not good at night battles."

"No need to fight at night. You sneak in from the mountains at night, and then attack the valley camp at dawn. The elite front army will attack the mountain pass in the early morning, and attack together with you to completely defeat this group of dog descendants!"

"Ah, Captain, you have never been to the valley. The valley is narrow and long from east to west for twenty or thirty miles, and there are more than one camp on both sides. There is another camp behind the valley entrance two miles behind the front camp. Only by defeating the two camps can we enter the wider hinterland."

"Oh? There are actually two camps?"

Hearing this, Toltec was slightly startled and asked anxiously.

"What's the terrain of the rear camp?"

"The rear camp is not much different from the front camp, it's just a little wider. If we capture the rear camp, there will be no more obstacles for the army."

Iko lowered his head and answered. Black Wolf thought for a while, then reached out and patted Iko on the shoulder.

"Two camps, attacking from the front, I don't know how long it will take. If the legion wants to defeat the enemy quickly, it must be a surprise victory! Iko, show your courage and determination, be a man like a jaguar!"

"Ah! Captain, sneaking into the valley, you may be discovered by the dog race at any time. The narrow mountain road cannot be evacuated quickly, it is too dangerous. Chief Mespa, look..."

Iko's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Mespa for help. The other party coughed lightly.

"Captain Black Wolf, we can discuss the attack slowly"

"Your Highness will arrive in five days! We have a large army, if we don't make any progress and are blocked by the dog race like grass rats, what can we do to explain to Your Highness?!"

Toltec glared at Mespa and shouted.

"General Mespa, you are also familiar with the terrain. Why don't you lead the troops and sneak into the valley?!"

"Uh"

Mespa stopped talking immediately. This northern expedition is to recover the fiefdom of his hometown. He led the army northward and was able to fight and dare to fight all the way. But it would be difficult for him to lead the army and sneak into the valley to attack at the risk of his life. Let Iko go.

"Ah, Chief Mespa, Captain of the Black Wolf."

"You cowardly ratfish! The valley is your fiefdom! The dog race is your enemy! Show some warrior glory!"

Toltec stared at Iko's eyes, like a ferocious beast.

"Iko, I'll give you 500 Palms warriors. Sneak into the valley tonight and attack from both inside and outside tomorrow morning. This is a military order!"

The military order cannot be avoided, and the attack is a foregone conclusion. The middle-aged noble Iko trembled for a moment before he aroused some blood courage and bowed his head to accept the order.

"Follow your orders, Captain!"

The setting sun slowly set, and the legions outside the valley withdrew their troops back to the camp. A cheer broke out in the dog camp. The Pamus warriors were indignant, but the Mexica warriors remained calm. They have been fighting for many years and have always been invincible. Today's attack is just a test, and more fierce attacks are still to come.

Toltec returned to the camp and first selected 500 Pamus warriors. Captain Black Wolf personally boosted morale, and then handed them over to the noble Ico to let the warriors have a good meal. Then, he asked the temple crossbowmen and the vanguard throwing camp to rest early and recuperate, and ordered people to take out the explosive pottery caltrops that came with the army, and carefully check them one by one to prepare for tomorrow's attack.

Darkness soon came, and the earth became quiet. Ico led 500 Pamus warriors who were familiar with the terrain, quietly left from the rear camp, and merged into the heavy night. They did not light conspicuous torches, but just relied on the terrain in their memory to grope their way into the mountains. For a night attack in the mountains, one must be familiar with the mountain roads, which is why the Palms warriors were chosen.

The faint moonlight fell on the earth, and a large group of moving black shadows sank into the mountains and disappeared in the shadows of the mountains, and it was no longer possible to distinguish them. Only the scouts of the dog race lit sporadic bonfires in the mountains, like flowers at night.

Iko tried to avoid the fire all the way. If he couldn't avoid it, he would send a small team of elite soldiers forward. The sharp war stick was swung, and the sharp feather arrows were shot. A little bit of blood bloomed in the mountains, and there was a little noise in the air, but it didn't spread too far.

Two hours later, Iko took a heavy breath. The dangerous and narrow mountain road had passed, and five hundred warriors climbed the half-high ridge. The next step was to turn east along the mountain and go to the back of the camp at the entrance of the valley. He stood on the ridge and looked to the north, only to see the dense bonfires in the dog camp and the shadows of large areas of corn by the stream. Each bonfire represented hundreds of dog people gathered.

Iko counted the number of bonfires and couldn't help shaking. He looked at the center of the valley city-state again. The tall stone temple was lit with fire, and it seemed that someone was still busy in it. Iko prayed to the original god for a moment, praying for the blessing of the ancestral god, and then turned to the east. The warriors behind him lowered their voices and also passed on the order to turn.

The valley is narrow and long for dozens of miles, and the mountains extend for dozens of miles. On a ridge a few miles away, two red-haired warriors were sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, looking at the divine moon and the earth.

"Amosi, you asked me out so late to drink, but there is not even a piece of marmot meat?"

Ivikan held a small leather water bottle and carefully drank a sip of water wine. For the wasteland dog descendants, whether it is tequila, mead or fruit wine, it is their favorite, but they rarely drink it.

"Come on, Ivican, these tequilas are the treasures of the tribe. I got them from Chief Carkaro with great difficulty. Forget it, here you go, good dried venison."

Amosi fumbled in his arms for a long time, and finally found out a ball of dried venison wrapped in leaves, and reluctantly handed it to Ivican.

"It's all yours, eat slowly!"

"Ouch! There is wine and meat, what day is it today? Is it the sacrifice day of the ancestors? Or is it the blessing day of the moon god? No, it's still early. Amosi, isn't it the chief of your tribe who will finally die of old age? So the chief position and the tribal warehouse were passed on to you?"

Iwekan smelled it and saw that it was indeed fine venison. He looked at his friend, a little surprised. In the wilderness, venison is very precious. What kind of venison do you eat on ordinary days?

"What nonsense are you talking about! Although Chief Kakaro is not in good health, it is not a problem to live for a few more years."

Amosi struck Ivican in the chest with his fist, causing him to fall back. Then, he supported his friend again and whispered.

"We haven't seen each other for a few days, haven't we? Let's get something good to eat. The Cactus tribe's army has arrived at the mouth of the valley. The three major tribes have ordered to summon soldiers from all tribes. Who knows when we will go up? Well, today's battle situation at the mouth of the valley How is it? I heard that the Red Cat Tribe won and repelled the Cactus Tribe’s attack?”

"Bah! Today's battle is nothing like winning."

Iwekan said "poof", took a hard bite of the venison, and drank another drink of wine.

"The Red Cat Tribe lost 700 warriors, and Red Hair also killed fifty or sixty. There were only more than 300 people left on the opposite side. This is still covered by the camp and has a terrain advantage! In the evening, Chief Mizli kept on following the Chief The soldiers of the Red Frog tribe have gathered in the back village, and depending on the situation, they may send red-haired warriors to the front line tomorrow, and other tribes will also take turns to follow. "

"Ah! Then what are the arrangements for our Red Crow tribe? Do we have to guard against the valley entrance in the northwest?"

"They should also mobilize some soldiers. The tribes affiliated with the Red Crow will always send troops to the east."

Iwekan thought about the chief's words and his eyes flickered. Suddenly, his ears twitched.

"Hey, I seem to hear something?"