Chapter 547: The Battle of Tree Snake City, the Warriors’ Desperate Assault

The dark clouds blocked the sun, making the sky dark and gloomy. The blood-stained the earth, making the city walls dark red and slippery. The shouts of the warriors rose up, almost shattering the clouds. The rumbling sound of the cannons recorded the moment of cruel killing with flames, smoke and life!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of the war drums became more and more urgent, like the call of the Lord God. The Mexica warriors held shields and waited patiently more than ten steps under the city wall. And thousands of alliance militias, braving the arrows and spears from the top of the city, tried to set up high ladders, hooked them on the top of the tree snake city with difficulty, and were knocked down by the defenders like weeds. They flew into the flames like moths, using their lives to consume the lime bottles in the city, just to pave the last section of the road for the warriors to attack the Kingdom of God.

"Lord God bless! Kill!"

Outside the East City, the royal warrior and vanguard general Moseloki, wearing bronze armor and holding a bronze axe, was the first to climb up the city wall. As soon as he climbed the city wall, several stone spears of the militia stabbed at him at the same time, hitting his armor on his chest, waist and abdomen.

"Ding Ding Dong"!

The crisp collision sounded powerfully, and another warrior's bronze spear came towards him, whistling towards his head and face.

Moseloki shook his body and immediately squatted slightly to avoid the oncoming bronze spear. Then, he took a deep breath, ignored the stone spears, suddenly raised the axe in his hand, and slashed it fiercely.

"Swish! Puff! Wow!"

The huge bronze axe swung fiercely, cutting through the cotton armor of the tree snake warrior, splitting his fragile body, and then bursting out a cloud of blood mist! Almost in the blink of an eye, the Tlaxcala warrior who blocked it was killed by an axe. Then, Moseloki slashed forward violently without any defense. He killed four militiamen in a row, clearing a bloody gap on the crowded city wall!

Soon, more than a dozen bronze-armored warriors climbed up and stood firmly on the tree snake city wall. And several similar gaps appeared on the east city wall one after another.

"Thick-armored warriors! Thick-armored warriors! The thick-armored warriors of the Mexica are coming up again!"

The Tlaxcala militia on the city wall shouted in fear and panic. In the past few days, they have proved with countless lives that facing the thick-armored warriors who climbed up the city wall, the poorly equipped militiamen could not resist them at all, no matter how many there were. Only the warriors holding sharp bronze spears and holding heavy war clubs could barely resist them by relying on numbers.

"Get out of the way! Make way!"

The cloud snake hunter Travit roared continuously, and strode from the nearby city wall with sixty or seventy tree snake guards. The East City is the direction of the Mexica Royal Legion's attack, and the most elite 500 tree snake warriors are deployed here. Their most important task is to guard against the enemy's bronze-armored warriors.

You must know that in the past few days, at least half of the casualties of the defending warriors came from the bronze-armored warriors who climbed the city. These brave enemies are wearing solid armor, holding axes and sharp blades, and they fight forward like violent brown bears. And to deal with such enemies, only

Travit clenched his hands, using the strength of his shoulders to carry a huge wooden-handled stone hammer. The weight of the stone hammer is more than ten pounds, and even with Travit's physical strength, he can only swing it for more than ten minutes at most. Among the tree snake warriors behind him, half held heavy wooden shields, and the other half held heavy stone hammers.

A moment later, they ran to a gap where the enemy climbed the city. In the flying rain of arrows and roaring stone bullets, Travit rushed forward quickly, raised the stone hammer high, let out a fierce roar, and swung it accurately and violently.

"Cloud Snake Blessing!"

"Bang!!"

The dull sound of metal collisions suddenly echoed on the top of the city, making people's bones ache. A bronze-armored warrior was hit hard, his chest was immediately sunken, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He widened his red eyes, looked at the Cloud Snake Hunter unwillingly, and then fell down with his head raised, and went to the Kingdom of God in an instant.

"Bang! Bang!"

Dozens of Cloud Snake guards rushed up. The shield-holding warriors fought closely with the royal bronze armor, and the stone hammer warriors made heavy blows to break the armor. The bronze armored warriors' counterattacks also brought a dignified death. A stone hammer warrior just raised his stone hammer, and the sharp bronze axe blade came towards him and directly cut his neck!

The elite warriors of both sides fought decisively on the top of the city, and life and death were only a moment away. Large pieces of bright red quickly drifted in the wind, reflecting the dark clouds of the rainy season, like blood red and magnificent rain.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Travit, with the Tree Snake guards, defeated a group of bronze-armored warriors with the same number of casualties, and temporarily pushed the enemy's cloud ladder down from the top of the city. He gasped for breath, recovering his rapidly depleted physical strength, and also watched the situation in other places on the top of the city.

Soon, he saw the most dangerous gap: dozens of Mexica warriors wearing heavy armor, led by a big axe warrior, constantly breaking the defenders and slashing forward!

"Go! For the cloud snake, follow me to fight!"

Travit roared, and hurried to the gap with the remaining guards. Soon, the elite warriors of both sides rushed together on the narrow city wall. The brave cloud snake hunter was swift and powerful, holding the heavy stone hammer diagonally, and swung it out!

"Bang!"

Moseloki was full of murderous intent, waving the bronze axe, and smashed violently to meet the incoming stone hammer. In Nahua language, Moseloki means a desperate berserker who does not defend himself at all.

“Bang! Bang!!”

The copper ax and stone hammer collided instantly, erupting with an eardrum-shaking loud noise. Every blow was fatal. The two warriors raised their weapons and fought each other. And after only three shocking exchanges, the moment of life and death came!

"Boom!"

Travitt knelt on the ground, his face completely pale and his fingers trembling. He could barely hold the weapon in his hand, and the wooden handle of the heavy stone hammer had broken off. There was a long scratch on the cotton armor on his side, and the bronze armor pieces inside were cut to pieces, revealing slightly cut skin. If it weren't for his snake-like quick steps and the blow just now from the stripped cloth-covered bronze armor, he would have died on the spot.

"Ahem!"

Moseluoji fell to the ground, his left shoulder collapsed and was shattered by a hammer. And his subclavian artery was damaged, causing rapid internal bleeding, taking away the remainder of his life. The violent pioneer warrior "coughed" a large mouth of bright red, stared at the enemy who killed him, and spit out the last curse in his life.

"God bless you! All the people of Tlaxcala will die! Cough! Ugh."

Surrounding the two generals, the warriors from both sides fought together, hugging each other and burning like firewood. Travette was dragged back a few meters by several sacrificial guards. After a while, he stood up with difficulty. He looked at the ax warrior opposite. At this time, he had turned into a warm corpse and was carried down the city wall by two sad and angry bronze-armored warriors.

".His Majesty the Supreme King! The heroic vanguard general, the hereditary noble of the capital city in the lake, the eagle warrior Moselloki, just died on the city wall!"

"Um!"

King Avit suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the bodyguard who responded with an expression as cold as ice. Moseluoji is a famous warrior under him, but he didn't expect to be here. The king took a deep look at the dozens of bronze-armored elites who had just retreated outside the east city wall, and then pronounced his verdict without emotion.

"Behead all the retreating warriors and put their heads on spears for public display! Tell the dead dog Kiki Mickey that if he can't attack the east wall, he will die there!"

"Yes! Follow your will!"

The bodyguard remained silent, bowed deeply and respectfully, and then quickly passed on the order.

After a while, after a burst of screams, dozens of bloody heads were erected in front of the formation. The royal troops in the front line were all quiet for an instant. A middle-aged general stood on a high place, shouted loudly, and personally beat the drum of charge. Then, another thousand bronze-armored warriors burst out with high-pitched shouts of killing and rushed to the city wall for reinforcements!

"Your Majesty the Supreme King! The sourwood warriors from the southern city have opened a gap in the city wall!"

"oh?!"

After hearing the report from the personal guard, Avitt perked up. He stood on the hill southeast of Tree Snake City, and could just see the situation in East City and South City. In the middle of the southern city, dozens of sourwood warriors had already established themselves at the head of the city. At the front was a burly general, wearing platinum cloth-covered bronze armor, wielding a shield and a stick, fighting bravely at the top of the city, invincible to anyone who stood in his way!

"Good! What a brave warrior to charge!"

Avitt looked at it for a moment, clasped his hands in admiration. The Tlaxcala warriors in the northern city were obviously not elite enough. When they encountered the Sourwood guards who were desperate to avenge the legion leader, they were immediately at a disadvantage.

"Well, what's his name?"

"Your Majesty, he is the most famous warrior in Sourwood City, the family warrior chief of the Yotiko Army Commander, Turquoise Tesiwhit!"

"Oh? The warrior chief of Yotiko's family, Turquoise Tesiwhit?"

Hearing this, King Avit's eyes flashed with inexplicable light. After a moment, he raised his head confidently and made a promise with a smile.

"Haha, good! Such an elite warrior should serve the royal family! If he can come back alive, he will be promoted to a hereditary noble, be rewarded with the land of Chinampa, and become a centurion in my Broken Hair Guards Camp!"

In the past two years, in addition to the two aristocratic battle groups of the Eagle and Jaguar, Avitt has selected warriors from various tribes and reorganized a battalion of one thousand Broken Hair Guards.

The treatment in the Duanfa Imperial Guard Camp is generous, regardless of one's origin. Even canine descendants from the wasteland can be included as long as they are brave enough. In this Eastern Expedition, while he let the city-state legions attack the city and fight to consume their strength, he also selected brave warriors from each legion to fill the vacancies in the imperial guard camp.

In the eyes of the ambitious king, this battalion of broken-haired guards is the most loyal and brave king's army that belongs to him alone!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"boom!"

Arrows intertwined like a curtain of rain, and the bronze cannon roared like a giant beast. The brutal siege lasted only a few moments, and another layer of corpses was spread up and down the city wall, stained with a layer of blood red. The fresh blood blends with the old traces, turning into a breathtaking dark red, deep in the dim sunlight.

During the ten-day siege of the city, both sides fought to the death without caring about their lives, and the bloodshed was shocking. The casualties caused by the siege far exceeded the expectations of King Avit and the army commanders.

Even though the cities in Central America were far simpler than those in the Celestial Empire, the Mexican Alliance's equipment was much superior, and they still paid a huge price in the siege. Facing a large number of Tlaxcala militia, the Union Legion can easily defeat them in the field, but they have to use the lives of warriors to fill the city siege!

In these ten days, the five armies of the alliance lost a total of 4,000 noble warriors, and also consumed 4,000 militiamen who filled the trenches. In fact, Tlaxcala State is not far away from the alliance, and there are as many militias as it can command. But to completely attack the city before the heavy rain comes, we must rely on warriors who are good at fighting!

In order to capture the Tree Snake City as soon as possible, Avit ordered the royal army to attack day and night, and two thousand royal warriors were killed! Among them, seven or eight hundred were elite soldiers wearing bronze armor. The other three city-state legions also lost six or seven hundred people each.

As for the Tlaxcalans defending the city, at least two or three thousand Tree Snake warriors were killed or wounded, and more than four thousand militiamen. In addition to the casualties during the night attack, the number of defenders in the city was almost half.

At this moment, the alliance attacked the city from all sides at the same time, just to disperse the troops of the defenders as much as possible. Because the king knew clearly that the Tlaxcalans in the Tree Snake City must have reached the limit of morale and manpower!

"God of Hunting, please protect us!"

Seeing the emergency in the South City, the Lord of the Tree Snake City, Ocot, bit his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally waved the flag in his hand. The last three hundred prepared Tree Snake warriors shouted the slogans of the gods and were thrown onto the south city wall. At this moment, he had no more troops in his hands, and could only pray to the sky devoutly, praying for the pouring rain, and praying to drive away the enemies who climbed the city as soon as possible!

"Hmm?"

Avit squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the south city, where a group of new Tlaxcala warriors suddenly emerged. These enemy warriors were very brave, all wearing cloaks with tree snake patterns, and killed the first Acid Wood Guards, and drove them to the bottom of the city wall. Seeing this scene, the cold king was not angry but happy, and laughed happily.

"Good! Very good! It's time!"

Avit was excited and took out a red flag. He waved the flag forward vigorously, and then threw it on the ground.

"Wang Ling: Throw the vanguard, fight to the death, and dedicate yourself to the Lord God! The Eagle Regiment is ready to climb the city and defeat the enemy at any time!"

Well, the cat carefully poked its head again. I have some time on the weekend, and I will work harder to write.