Chapter 310: Battle of Taniguchi (Continued)
The sun slowly set in the west, and the breeze blew away the smoke and dust. The mountains cast huge shadows, and a sweet and fishy smell came from the wind. The American hawks smelled the tempting aroma, and tried to land from time to time, but were startled by the moving warriors and flew up. These scavengers in the New World are different from the vultures in the Old World. They are more eager. They have sharper beaks and especially like corpses that have just died and have not decayed.
Black Wolf Toltec came to the vanguard camp with a cold expression and said nothing. He just untied his commander's flag and inserted it into the formation. The flag "banged" into the ground one foot, and it didn't move. Then he looked forward, and several American hawks were circling on the battlefield, surrounding the bodies of the vanguard barbarians.
Toltec's face turned cold, raised his longbow, and squinted his eyes. He aimed slightly, shot in the air, and a hawk fell to the ground! The American eagles in the mountains were frightened and flew away. The "quack" sound echoed in the valley, as mournful as a whine.
"Bird shooter!"
A low cheer suddenly rang out in the imperial army. Black Wolf looked around, and the warriors of the vanguard camp were still calm and full of fighting spirit. However, they had been fighting for half a day and were stained by the thick smoke, so they were inevitably a little tired.
"Warriors! The eyes of the god of war are watching you! You are the glorious royal guards!"
Toltec slowly put down his longbow and encouraged loudly.
". Your Highness is about to arrive! The army is heading north all the way, and it is invincible! We are ferocious jaguars. Are we going to be blocked by the local dogs in front of us?!"
"Roar!"
Hearing this, the warriors of the vanguard camp showed murderous intent on their faces, and a low roar rang out in the array.
"Guards! I'll plant the flag here! I'll hold the longbow in my hand!"
Black Wolf held the big flag in one hand and raised the longbow in the other, roaring loudly.
"I will attack with you! I will fall with you!!"
"Roar! Roar! Kill!"
Two thousand warriors raised their heads together, their morale was high, and they roared like beasts that shook the earth!
In the camp not far away, Coca looked solemn. He held his hunting bow tightly and looked carefully at the general under the flag.
"Damn! Who is this?!"
"Chief, he should be Black Wolf! The chief of the great tribe under the chief of the God of Death, the eight thousand warriors who control the middle road!"
"Oh?!"
Coca's eyes widened, and he turned slightly, thinking about it. However, before he could think for long, the terrible sound of war drums sounded from under the camp!
"Boom boom boom!"
Under the personal leadership of Black Wolf, the two thousand vanguard camps pressed forward directly! In just a moment, the vanguard camp came to the camp about a hundred steps away. A thousand temple crossbowmen stopped immediately, raised their crossbows, and shot at the camp.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The crossbow arrows came like a rainstorm, nailing hard on the wooden boards, suppressing the hunters on the top of the city. Koka shrank his neck and turned to shout to his guards.
"Quick! Order the soldiers to charge!"
Soon, three hundred dog-born men shouted and rushed out of the camp, and were met with a rain of arrows. Dozens of people were knocked down by crossbow arrows, and their shouts turned into howls in an instant, and the dog-born men's charge slowed down immediately.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The deadly crossbow arrows came in waves, and the unarmored men were destined to meet their ancestors as long as they were hit by arrows. Under the cover of crossbow arrows, the vanguard camp had already killed within sixty steps.
Toltec stopped and raised the longbow in his hand. He squinted his eyes, just slightly aimed, and shot an arrow with all his strength! The copper arrow was extremely accurate, directly piercing the neck, cutting the trachea, and bringing out a bright red. A young man of the dog race suddenly stopped shouting, covered his neck and fell down with a "ho ho".
The black wolf shot three people to death in a moment without stopping. He was wearing half-copper armor and a copper helmet covering his face, standing in the center of the army without dodging. Beside him were eighty longbow guards, also wearing medium armor, raising their bows and shooting together.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Accurate feather arrows shot at the top of the city, and more than a dozen tribal hunters fell over. The vanguard camp had already rushed within forty steps! Nine hundred vanguard barbarians shouted enthusiastically, began to climb the slope, and charged towards the camp!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Hundreds of red-haired hunters poked their heads out from behind the wooden boards and began to shoot arrows at the bottom with all their strength. At this distance, the Guakili people's shooting skills are so accurate! Dozens of vanguard barbarians were shot in the head and neck in an instant, and rolled down the slope.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The sharp crossbow arrows whistled and attacked, shooting more than a dozen hunters to death. The vanguard barbarians did not stop, and fought with the dog tribe young men who came out of the camp along the slope full of corpses and blood.
The battle became more and more intense, and the senior red-haired hunters could still remain calm, while the ordinary tribal hunters were almost completely crazy. They desperately stuck their heads out, braved the incoming crossbow arrows, and shot arrows at the bottom of the camp, killing the dog tribe and the barbarians together.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The narrow slope was particularly tragic for a while! The dog tribe and the barbarians stabbed each other, and their bodies entangled and fell to the ground. The people on the ground shed a lot of blood, let out a dying wail, and then died in the trampling. New warriors kept filling in and continued the bloody fight.
"Hit the head!"
Toltec narrowed his eyes, roared suddenly, and shot an arrow into the head of a tribal hunter. Then, he put the arrow on the string, moved slightly to aim, and shot another swift arrow.
On the watchtower, a red-haired hunter just showed his head from behind the wooden board and was about to shoot down, when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and his eyes went black. The red-haired hunter instantly lost all his strength and rolled down from the wall of the village, his whole body dyed red.
Black Wolf led the longbow guards and accurately shot the tribal hunters, clearing the high watchtower. Soon, the red-haired hunters reacted.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
Hundreds of bone arrows shot in and hit the bronze armor of the guards, making a "puff" sound. Many bone arrows shot through the cloth, and were then blocked by the bronze armor, and could only be embedded in the armor in vain. From a distance, the armor looked like the fur of a hedgehog, draped on the guards. Faced with such thick skin, the red-haired hunters once again fiercely aimed at the vital points. Feather arrows attacked like heavy rain, and the bronze helmets "banged", but only two guards were injured.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The sharp crossbow arrows broke through the sky and nailed to the wall again. A dozen red-haired people with exposed heads fell down with a muffled groan. Koka felt a pain in his heart. He looked at the longbow guards who were not knocked down after being hit by more than a dozen arrows, and roared angrily.
"Ah! What is this? Why can't I shoot it to death!"
"Chief, the Red Fox scouts mentioned that this is the thick-skinned warriors of the Cactus Tribe! They wear thick skins and can survive being shot by hundreds of arrows!"
The red-haired guard Miwa came forward and explained.
"What? Thick skin? What kind of witchcraft is this!"
Koka widened his eyes and looked carefully in front of the camp, but couldn't see what it was for a while.
The fierce fighting has lasted for a moment. The three hundred men who left the camp had nowhere to retreat and almost all died. A large group of cactus warriors shouted enthusiastically and gradually rushed up the slope. They approached the wall of the village under the rain of arrows and would soon climb up. Although the wall of the rear camp was slightly higher, it was still only two meters and could not stop the charge at all.
"Miwa, how many soldiers were recruited for the second batch of charge?"
Koka asked anxiously. The war was tight and the first batch of thousands of people had been exhausted.
"About 600 people, shields and spears have been issued! The rest are still being recruited."
"Divide into two teams! Each team will have 100 red frog warriors as the backbone, and quickly go out of the camp to fight! We can't let the Aztecs climb the wall!"
"I listen to you, the chief is brave!"
"By the way, let my personal guards wearing wolf robes hold the flag and move forward! Send 20 warriors holding large shields to guard. Well, let him boost the morale of the soldiers and attract the enemy's bows and arrows!"
"I listen to you, the chief is cunning!"
The sound of the charge drums gradually became more urgent, and the bone whistles of the dog descendants became more and more sharp. After a while, 400 tribal warriors rushed out of the camp and fought with the vanguard barbarians on the slope again. Then, the chief wearing a wolf robe held the red frog flag and came to the wall of the camp in person. The cheers of the dog descendants suddenly rang out in the camp!
"Hey! This red frog chief is a warrior worthy of admiration!"
Looking at the moving flag, Toltec was slightly startled. He nodded respectfully, and then without hesitation, he shot swiftly!
"Swoosh!"
The bronze arrow came like lightning, nailed hard on the shield under the flag, and shot the warrior in wolf robe back a step. Then, dozens of feather arrows attacked at the same time! The warrior sat down on the ground in shock, and huddled behind the shield and guards, like a small boat in a storm.
"Temple crossbowman, move forward twenty steps, close shooting!"
Toltec shot another round and confirmed that the longbow could not break the wooden shield. He immediately waved the flag and summoned the crossbowmen to come forward. On the slope, the dog descendants and the barbarians fought fiercely again. The tribal hunters shot arrows desperately, constantly shooting the barbarians below, and then were shot to death by the archers in the distance.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The crossbowmen panted and tried their best to shoot a round of arrows. The sharp crossbow arrows whistled, piercing the red cat's flag, breaking the wooden shield, and injuring the surrounding guards!
Toltec looked carefully for a moment, but no one appeared behind the shield, and he didn't know whether the chief in the wolf robe was dead. But judging from the calm reaction in the camp, it seemed that the mission was not completed.
"What a tenacious warrior!"
The black wolf sighed slightly and shook his head in disappointment. He raised his longbow again, shot a long arrow sharply, and nailed another red-haired man to death!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Koka widened his eyes and shrank behind the wall of the village. Feather arrows and crossbow arrows flew over his head, nailing the guards under the flag one by one. After a while, the red-haired guard Miwa came with a heavy expression.
"Chief, the guard wearing your wolf robe was shot to death!"
Koka's pupils shrank. He looked at the black wolf whose arrows were like meteors, as if he saw a skeleton asking for his life. Chief Red Frog pondered for a while and whispered.
"Quick, find another guard and put on my wolf robe again! Remember, attract the enemy's arrows and stack more shields!"
"I'll listen to you, Chief Cunning!"
Cocker nodded. In the eyes of the dog descendants in the wilderness, cunning and cunning are compliments as long as they can achieve their goals. Dog descendants have fought for survival for generations, trying their best to adapt to the cruel environment, and disdained faith and glory. Therefore, when faced with new gunpowder weapons, they will quickly find ways to deal with them, instead of treating them as the arrival of gods like their compatriots in the south, or even giving up resistance.