Chapter 549: Battle of Tree Snake City, the Fallen City-State

"Eagle Warrior! It's the Eagle Warrior of the Mexicans!"

At the top of Tree Snake City, Cloud Snake hunter Travito had just recovered from his dizziness when he heard the nervous shouts of the bodyguards. He quickly looked around and saw thousands of elite warriors, with steady postures, vigorous steps, and various feathers swaying, charging towards them quickly.

These warriors have yellow-green bird feathers hanging from the underside of their shields, and gray eagle feathers stand on their helmets. Although their gorgeous battle clothes were replaced by platinum heavy armor, Travito could still recognize them at a glance. Then, his heart suddenly tightened and he groaned in pain.

"Ah! It's the shield-wielding eagle warrior!"

At this moment, no matter how brave the Cloud Snake Hunter was, there was a hint of despair on his face.

The Tlaxcalans have been at war with the Mexica for decades, and they are most familiar with the fighting power of the Eagle Warriors. These elite noble fighting groups do not need to engage in labor. They practice martial arts all day long and are extremely skilled in combat. They are professional out-of-work warriors and the most proficient fighting group in Central America. And every Eagle Warrior is a senior warrior who has captured more than ten people!

"The situation at the top of the city"

Travito looked at the city head again. Most of the warriors and militiamen were still in panic and confusion. Two rounds of horrific explosions almost completely destroyed the morale of the defenders. At this moment, people were jumping off the city walls one after another, howling wildly, and running towards the city.

"Praise the Lord God! Fight for the King!"

Within a moment, the Eagle Warriors came to the city. They all shouted together, then held shields in hand, climbed the ladder, and climbed to the top of the city.

The Eagle warriors who ascended the city moved calmly and were in no rush to attack. They entered the gap opened by the pioneers and firmly took root. When the short ax was swung, there was a splash of warm blood, as well as the fallen corpses of the defenders.

"The cloud snake protects you!"

Travito gritted his teeth and took a dozen remaining personal guards to face the previous wave of eagle warriors. He abandoned the heavy stone hammer and replaced it with a sharp war stick. He swung rapidly and accurately in succession, but he was still unable to kill anyone.

The fighting eagle warrior not only wore strong and heavy armor, but the feather shield in his hand was also very flexible, always protecting the vital parts of his neck. Coupled with their sophisticated and concise combat skills and mutual cooperation, they are as tough as rocks!

"Damn, damn! Phew!."

The cloud snake hunter cursed softly and gasped. The eagle warrior opposite was also panting. This kind of close combat consumes the most physical strength. The Eagle Warrior is wearing heavy armor and will definitely not be able to fight for too long. If we have enough troops and take advantage of the city wall, we can delay the attack, and it is possible to resist one or two attacks. but now.

"Ah! Ah!."

Several of the men guarding the city showed despair, howled meaninglessly, turned around and ran away. They jumped off the city wall and tried to escape, but their legs broke with a "click", and their howling became more and more sad.

"Damn it! I can't hold it anymore!"

Travito looked around the city. There were more and more Eagle Warriors standing firm, and the resistance at the city was getting weaker and weaker. Even the tree snake warriors who were supervising the battle began to flee.

"Boss."

A personal guard came forward, raised his shield, barely resisted the attack from the opposite side, and spoke hesitantly in a low voice.

"Boss, I can't hold on any longer."

"O cloud snake in the sky!"

Travito raised his head, looked at the sky where the heavy rain fell, and sighed in his heart. After a moment, he made up his mind, looked at the last few guards who were following him, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"Go to the Pyramid Temple, meet the city lord, and pick up my newlywed wife!"

".yes!"

Travito pursed his lips, carefully left the battle line, fled from the city, and retreated into the city. Beside him, warriors and militiamen continued to flee, fleeing and hiding in various places in the city. However, Travito knew in his heart that such hiding was meaningless. After capturing the Tree Snake City, facing decades of old enemies, the Mexicans would inevitably wipe out the entire city.

If they stayed in the city, women, children and lowly people might be able to save their lives as slaves. And noble warriors and nobles must be sacrificed!

"Ouch, the city is broken!"

“Praise the Lord God!”

"The God of War protects the alliance! Roar!"

Travito ran all the way, and just when he arrived in front of the pyramid temple in the center of the city, boiling shouts rang out from the east wall, mixed with the beast roars and cheers of the Mexica warriors, resounding through the sky and the whole city. He paused in his steps, with a solemn look on his face, and quickened his pace again, running up the high pyramid.

The Lord of Tree Snake City, Ocott, stood in the temple, with his back to the outer city that was boiling and shouting for death, and facing the sculpture of the God of Hunting. He looked sadly at the gods that had been worshiped for hundreds of years, tears streaked down his cheeks, and he asked desperately.

"God of Hunting! Why do you abandon us? Are our sacrifices not rich enough? Or is the God of War's power too powerful?"

"Dear God-born City Lord. The God of Hunting will never abandon his people. Soon, we will see our ancestors and gods in the fire of the dead!"

Truko, the high priest of Cloud Snake, has white hair and a calm expression. His voice was hoarse and low, and he ordered the priest apprentices who had not yet escaped to pile up the gods' curtains and flags, build up the inherited wooden paintings, and sprinkle the pungent stones of the dead. Then, tremblingly, he put on the dark sacrificial robes worn during the grand ceremony, put on his nearly meter-long feather crown, and prepared for the final journey.

Dozens of tree snake guards, wearing leather armor, stood aside, neither stopping the priests from their work nor participating in it. They just stood in the temple with a look of death on their faces, waiting for the end to come.

"Master! The east wall has been lost! The south wall is about to fall!"

The warrior commander Yitz, covered in blood, rushed into the temple and knelt down in front of Okote.

"I just came back from the South Wall and brought back a hundred warriors. Quick! Let me protect you and escape from the city!"

"Escape? Haha!"

Oakot, the Lord of Tree Snake City, smiled sadly and shook his head.

"The Mexica people are surrounded on all sides, where can they escape? The land of Tlaxcala is completely occupied by the enemy, and the corpses and ashes of the ancestors are buried here."

The Tlaxcalans, similar to the Mexica, practice both cremation and burial. The glorious gods and noble high priests will leave their cremated remains and enshrine them at the bottom of the temple pyramid, along with a large number of jade, gold, silver and sacrifices.

"Master, let me protect you and break through the siege! From the northwest, only a few dozen miles away from the city, there are rolling mountains. Seeing that heavy rain is coming, the Mexicans are not familiar with the roads, and it is difficult to hunt down a small group of troops. And as long as Escape into the mountains and hide patiently, the Mexica army will eventually leave!"

"Haha! Break through the siege and escape into the mountains? Wait for the Mexica people to leave?"

Okote remained still and shook his head again. He laughed, his face full of determination to die.

"Izzy, the gods have abandoned us! The four northern and southern states of the alliance fell completely in less than half a year. Millions of tribes and 300,000 men were sacrificed to the God of War. And the fortified Tree Snake City even only defended Less than a month later!”

At this point, Okote shed tears in his eyes, and his voice gradually became louder and turned into a sad chant, which was also like a poem about death.

". Then I knew that the bright cloud snake had left! And the bloody God of War came from the Snake Mountain in the west, flooded the basin in the east, and swallowed all the light!"

Seeing this scene, Izzy pursed her lips and fell to the ground, tears streaming from her eyes. It was also difficult for him to understand: Why did the Mexicans, who had been at odds for decades, suddenly become so powerful that they could not resist? Why was their march eastward so fast and so ferocious? .For all this, he can only blame the gods.

"City Lord! Father-in-law!"

There was silence for a moment until two shouts came from afar. Panting, Travito strode up to the pyramid temple. He glanced at the busy priests and the standing guards. He didn't care about saluting or greetings, so he asked urgently.

"The Mexica have entered the city! The Eagle Warriors are coming to the temple! Where is Chichipati? I want to take her and escape from the city!"