Chapter 546: The Battle of Tree Snake City, a Tragic Flesh-and-Blood Millstone!

"Boom! Boom!."

Thunder rolls, echoing in the sky full of dark clouds, like the roar of the storm god, heralding the arrival of the rainy season.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!."

The roar of cannons exploded from the Mexica siege formation, like the wrath of the God of Thunder, bringing the cry of death!

"Crack! Ah!"

Accompanied by the thunder of heaven and earth, eight round stone bullets were ejected from the mouth of the golden copper beast. With unstoppable power, they bombarded the stubborn tree snake city head. The eight or nine meter high city wall was already stained with blood, and there was coagulated dark red flesh and blood everywhere, blackened by flames.

"The cloud snake protects me!"

Seeing the stone bullets coming, the brave cloud snake hunter had to immediately squat down to avoid them and pray to the God of Hunting anxiously. Although these stone bullets are small in number, they are extremely powerful. As long as they hit the defenders at the top of the city, they will bring certain death! Even the bravest warriors of Tlaxcala can't resist it in the slightest!

However, after a few breaths, heavy stone bullets were fired. The large shield and wooden planks erected at the top of the city were broken in an instant, followed by a howl that was shrill and inhuman!

"Ah! Uh! Wow!"

The stone bullets broke through the wooden shields, and countless broken pieces of wood flew backwards, like sputtering blades, across the exposed bodies of the militiamen, exploding into a mist of blood. Facing the Mexica's god-given weapons, dozens of surrounding militiamen were terrified and fled to both sides desperately, even jumping off the city walls.

The Tlaxcala warrior who supervised the battle had a gloomy look on his face. He dropped his war stick and killed the fleeing militiamen. Then, more numb-looking moth people were driven over to fill the front line at the top of the city. After days of hellish fighting, the Tlaxcala nobles had long understood that the copper beast's bombardment was just the prelude to the siege. And what follows is the suppression of bows and arrows that cover the sky, and the ants that are getting stronger day by day ascending to the city!

"Boom, boom!"

Fierce war drums beat, and the Mexican military formations on all sides began to move. Travit at the top of the city took a few glances, then pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the long bow in his hand.

"The damn Mexica people didn't care about the casualties at all, and attacked from all sides at the same time! How can the noble life of the warrior be wasted like firewood?"

"Dong dong dong!"

"God bless you! Fight for the king!"

The two thousand Mexican longbowmen of the Royal Longbow Corps shouted in unison, divided into four teams of five hundred men, and under the cover of two thousand shield warriors, approached the four city walls. These royal elites were all wearing cloth-covered armor and bronze helmets. They ran in small steps with their heads lowered. When they came fifty steps outside the city, they raised their bows and shot arrows at the top of the city.

"Swish swish!."

The arrow rain from the top of the city came down from high above, whizzing ahead. Thousands of Tlaxcala bone arrows shot out like dark clouds and hit the wooden shields of the large shield warriors, making a loud "duh" sound. And among the dull sounds, there were also many "dingdongs" of metal collisions.

There are obviously many elite hunters among the Tlaxcala people in Tree Snake City. They can pass through the gaps in the wooden shield and accurately hit the vital points of the head and chest. Unfortunately, facing opponents wearing bronze armor, the casualties the hunters can cause are very limited.

Travette narrowed his eyes and took aim for a long time, then he took the precious copper arrow and shot it.

"Whoosh!"

A Mexica royal archer suddenly stopped, and the big bow in his hand dropped weakly. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to touch the painful neck, but lost all his strength and fell softly to the ground, and soon lost his breath.

"call!"

Travitt took a long breath, took a quick look, and immediately lowered his body and hid behind the wooden planks of the tree. In the entire Tree Snake City, there are only a few Tlaxcala warriors with shooting skills like his who can injure bronze-armored archers. This round of arrows, which had been prepared for a long time, only caused more than a dozen casualties, but the enemy's counterattack arrows were coming in an instant, but they were even more powerful!

"Swish swish!."

The bronze-armored archers did not pause, facing the enemy's rain of arrows, raising their bows and firing volleys at the top of the city! The sharp copper arrows brought the cry of death and struck the city where the defenders were densely packed. Dozens of militiamen were immediately killed. These militiamen guarding the city were unarmored, with only a piece of cloth at most. If they don't have the cover of the wooden shield at the top of the city, they will be the best targets.

"Dong dong dong!"

Up and down the city, the archers fired at each other, suppressing each other. The arrows on both sides were being consumed rapidly, the archers' stamina was also being consumed rapidly, and the frequency of shooting was quickly decreasing. The war drums beating in the Mexican army formation became more and more urgent.

"The Lord God bless us, the whole army will attack!"

King Avit stood on the hill southeast of Yunshe City and waved the flag with his own hands. Within a moment, four Mexican legions launched sieges from the east, west, north, and south.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Sacrifice for the elders and fight for the king!"

Outside the east city, two thousand bronze-armored warriors from the royal legion set up tall ladders and took the lead in attacking. They are the true elites of the alliance, they are battle-hardened and have a calm demeanor. At this moment, they were wearing strong bronze armor and running at an unhurried pace towards the Tree Snake City.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Blood sacrifice to Tree Snake City to avenge the legion commander!"

Outside the south city, 800 warriors of the Sourwood Legion and 1,000 militiamen, filled with the flames of revenge, attacked the Tree Snake City. Most of the hundreds of warriors who led the way were personal guards of the Sourwood family, led by the burly Texi Whitt. Texi Whitt's eyes were red, like a running bison, and his murderous intent was burning like fire!

The respected family head, Yotiko, was shot and killed by the despicable Tlaxcalans during a night raid. The remaining hundreds of Sourwood guards came to their senses from grief at this time, and only had one idea left: fight to the death to attack the city and avenge the family head!

"Bless the Lord! Eliminate the enemy of Tlaxcala, this is the battle!"

The attack on the North City was Sintel's Reed Army. The Reed Army came from the Totonilque State and had fought with the Tlaxcalans for many years, and their dress was quite similar. Thousands of Reed Warriors wore cotton armor, rattan hats, and bows and arrows. The same number of militiamen carried ladders, crossed the filled-up creek, and approached the towering city walls. In order to eliminate the eastern enemy that threatened the city-state, the Reed Army also made a huge effort, and all the elite warriors went into battle.

"Bless the Lord! Offer a bloody sacrifice to the immortal sun!"

Finally, the West City was responsible for Pacho's Gorge Gold Army. Under the strict urging of the king, they dispatched 800 warriors and 1,000 militiamen as the first line of attack on the city.

"Damn the Mexica! Today's siege has just begun, and tens of thousands of warriors and militiamen have been dispatched!"

The Lord of the Tree Snake City, Ocot, was worried and couldn't help but pray in a low voice. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and stood on the 30-meter-high twin pyramids, and the battle situation of the four cities was in full view.

The plains outside the city were full of Mexica legion flags and dark green alliance warriors. There were thunder roaring in the sky, bronze beasts roaring on the ground, feather arrows intertwined into dark clouds, and the cloud ladders attacked like a giant beast, as if the end of the world!

More than ten days have passed since the victorious night attack. Ten days ago, the Mexica king's flag came from the northeast mountain pass, leading tens of thousands of Mexica legions. They rushed to the foot of the Tree Snake City like the tide of the Eastern Great Lake, surrounded the entire city, and attacked for days.

Under the strict order of the Mexica king, the alliance armies were like crazy, not caring about casualties. They drove the trench-filling militia and sent out elite warriors to attack the city like ants for days! The attack on the Tree Snake City reached a cruel and fierce climax after only ten days!

The ruthless fighting continued day and night, and the disappearance of souls never stopped. The noble nobles and warriors, like the maple leaves drifting in late autumn, turned into red and death dyes, painted on the top of the city.

In Ocot's view, the cruel siege was like a grinding wheel of flesh and blood, throwing thousands of fresh lives into it and grinding it into endless blood mud. Thousands of fallen corpses accumulated under the Tree Snake City, almost making the towering city walls one meter shorter.

"Supreme Cloud Snake! Please bless your people, send down continuous heavy rain, protect the sacred Snake City, and survive the evil killing!"

Ocot looked up at the sky, looking forward to the heavy rain. Then, he looked southeast at the Mexica flag, with the pattern of "Evil Spirit Commander" fluttering in the wind, like a symbol of death. At this moment, he prayed devoutly to the God of Hunting, praying for the protection of the Supreme God. Because apart from the gods and heavy rain, he had no hope.

"Today's siege means the whole army is pressing on! Don't stop the bombardment of the copper cannons, and don't stop the suppression of the archers! All the gunpowder and arrows must be used up in this battle!"

Avit stood under the king's flag, with fire in his eyes, staring at the pyramid temple in the Tree Snake City. In the Mexica's concept, only by burning the temples of the enemy city-states and sacrificing the enemy's noble descendants of the gods can the most thorough conquest!

"Before the heavy rain comes!"

The king looked grim and glanced at the dark clouds in the east. It was already early July, and at most two or three days would pass before the rain that hindered the siege would come. And in more than ten days, it would be the end of July when the rainy season was at its peak, turning the Tlaxcala Basin with abundant precipitation into a swamp. There is not much time left for the alliance.

In the area of ​​the three snake cities, he has a total of seven legions in the main force of the north. Izel's mountain legion was the first to pledge allegiance to the king, and captured the lord of the feathered serpent city, making great contributions, so he was treated preferentially and was responsible for guarding the cloud snake city in the north. His trusted general "Hua Diao" led a royal legion and more than 10,000 militiamen to guard the white snake city in the northeast and maintain the rear grain road.

In addition, the remaining five legions, more than 30,000 troops, all gathered under the tree snake city. At this moment, including the longbow legion for shooting cover, the five alliance legions, a total of tens of thousands of warriors and militiamen, launched an attack outside the four cities at the same time. And behind the tens of thousands of vanguards, there are also a second group of 10,000 people in rotation, and even a third group in preparation. It is really a full army!

Thinking about it for a moment, Avite's heart was as hard as jade, and he calmly looked around the battlefield in front of him.

In the fierce rain of arrows and stones, ladders were put on the top of the city one after another. Thousands of Mexica warriors, like ants, held their weapons and tried their best to climb the top of the city. From time to time, warriors from both sides fell from the city wall and went to the kingdom of God together.

"Ants climb the city, relying on courage and determination!"

With the blessing of devout faith and military merit promotion, the Mexica warriors were full of courage to fight. And in the belief of defending their homeland, the Tlaxcalans were also full of determination. The two sides collided with each other, and neither side gave in. It was a bloody grinding wheel, extremely tragic!

Um, the cat poked its head out. The author adjusted his physical and mental state and tried to resume and update.