Chapter 557 Warriors of the Alliance

The night was vast, and there was a sense of solemnity in the Tree Snake City. The four walls were lit with torches, and thousands of warriors patrolled and guarded each side. In the corners of the city, there were four thousand Alliance warriors and militiamen, guarding tens of thousands of Tlaxcala prisoners. The dim firelight, the warriors holding weapons, the faint traces of blood, and the silence of death are exactly the tone of this Snake City after it was conquered.

However, when the patrolling warrior team arrived near the Tree Snake Palace in the center of the city, the continuous lights suddenly brightened and beautiful music sounded everywhere. And the touching vitality will follow!

Hundreds of distinguished military nobles sat out in the open air and lit party bonfires in the gorgeous palace gardens. They were not qualified to enter the central hall, where the king's banquet was held, and could only drink and eat outside the hall. The aroma of food spreads between the gardens and palaces, accompanied by the fragrance of summer flowers, which makes people's fingers twitch.

Dozens of servants shuttled back and forth, serving freshly roasted turkey and hare to the noisy and cheerful noble warriors, as well as quickly consumed wine. In the center of the garden, two drummers beat the drums and several bamboo flute players played happily. Amidst the sound of drums and flutes, the heroic chatter and laughter of the warriors were heard, bragging about the fighting and victory in the battle.

".Let me tell you, the Tlaxcala warrior I killed before was really skilled in combat and martial arts!"

Warrior Mo Chihui drank a glass of tequila and took a long breath. There was a drunken blush on his face, and his expression was full of memories.

"God bless you! That guy and I fought in close quarters for more than twenty breaths, and our weapons clashed several times. Tsk! If it hadn't been for the fact that he had not exhausted too much physical strength before and was a step slower in his actions. He was only a little short of me. He was about to be hit in the vital part by his battle stick and died on the spot!"

"Twenty breaths of close combat? How many times did the weapons clash?"

Hearing this, the noble warriors around were a little surprised. Rival warriors met on narrow roads, often fighting each other when they met, and the winner was determined by the confrontation. Life or death is often decided in a few breaths, and those who can drag it out for a long time are mostly shield-wielding warriors with excellent combat skills.

"Mo Chihui, what was the name of the Tlaxcala warrior you killed? Was he an outstanding warrior with a name?"

An older military aristocrat looked suspicious and asked.

"Haha! At that time, we were fighting close to each other. Life or death was a matter of seconds. How could I have time to ask for his name? By the time I stopped, I had already stabbed him in the vital part and killed him on the spot! But that's all."

The corners of Mo Qihui's mouth curled up, deliberately showing off. Then, triumphantly, he looked around at the listening warriors, coughed, and spoke loudly.

"Ahem! At that time, I was thinking, what important person is such a powerful warrior protecting? When I lead the warriors to kill those tree snake guards and capture the people they protect, oh! You guys Guess who?"

"Who is it? Say it quickly, say it quickly!"

"Haha! They are actually the two sons of the Lord of Tree Snake City, two true descendants of gods, and the princes of the Tlaxcala people!"

"Ah?! You caught two divine princes!"

“It’s really the Lord God’s blessing!”

Hearing such achievements, the surrounding warriors looked surprised and burst into envious admiration. Among the alliance's military achievements, capturing the gods and attacking the city first were at the forefront. And Mo Qihui not only entered the city first, but also captured two noble descendants of the gods, so his subsequent rewards must be extremely amazing! Maybe, even his noble rank will have a chance to be raised to a higher level!

"Come on, brother Mo Qihui, let me toast you and applaud your military exploits!"

The elderly military nobleman's expression flashed, he took two steps forward, smiled and raised his glass.

"Haha! Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Mo Qihui smiled heartily and drank from the glass. Then, he looked at everyone's attention and continued to tell with satisfaction.

"Then, I asked the two divine princes who were the warriors with such superb combat skills who fought with me just now?"

"Yes, who is it?"

Mo Qihui was extremely proud and waited for a few breaths with enjoyment before announcing the answer.

"Oh! It turns out that man is actually the warrior captain of Tree Snake City, the famous Tlaxcala warrior, Izzy the Brave!"

"What, he's actually the warrior chief of Tree Snake City?"

"If he can serve as a warrior commander, his combat skills must be among the best in Tree Snake City!"

"Mo Qihui, you can actually kill the warrior chief of Tree Snake City? I didn't expect that your martial arts skills are so superb!"

"Hahaha!"

Finally hearing the compliment he wanted most, Mo Qihui laughed loudly. His laughter was as loud as thunder and so hearty that even Turquoise Tessie Whitt, who was sitting cross-legged and eating a cake more than ten steps away, couldn't help but raise his head and take a closer look.

One of the Sourwood guards was angry and shouted in a low voice.

"Boss, your martial arts are the most superb among the warriors here! You were the first to attack the city that day, and you also captured the god. But, why did you let him go again?"

"Eat pie."

Texihuite's expression remained unchanged and he spoke in a deep voice. The sour wood guard on the side pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"As a warrior, some things are important. Some things look important but are actually insignificant."

Texihuite gnawed for a while and then said calmly.

"As for what happened on that day, I have already sworn an oath. From now on, you will not mention it."

"Yes. Boss."

The few remaining Sourwood guards looked at each other and nodded.

"This tortilla is baked well, just the right amount of soft and hard!"

Tsihuit raised his head, his face like a rock, and glanced at the old brothers sitting around. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he greeted them with a smile, with a bit of vicissitudes.

"Come on, eat more and drink more! The Eastern Expedition was victorious, and there are only a few of us left of the captain's sour wood guards!"

"Ton, ton. Ton!"

Mo Qihui raised his head and drank a glass of fruit wine in big gulps. He exhaled with satisfaction and sweated all over. There were military nobles around who kept coming over and invited him to raise a glass and drink together. The young noble warrior blushed, stuck out his tongue, and laughed happily.

"Mo Qihui, you have made such a great contribution, and His Majesty will definitely reward you generously! Maybe the kind His Majesty will allow you to choose one of these beautiful dancers to take away! You know, they are all noble ladies of Tlaxcala, who have never had to work since childhood, unlike the skinny civilian women!"

A strong military noble came forward. He patted Mo Qihui's shoulder warmly, and pointed to the center of the garden, his eyes shining.

In the center of the garden, there were more than 20 beautiful Tlaxcala girls. They were in their prime, thinly dressed, and slim. At this moment, they were dancing with tears in their eyes under the wolf-like gaze of the warriors, like soft clouds at night, touching the heart.

"What? Dancer?"

Mo Qihui was stunned, turned his head and looked, and soon his eyes widened. The young warrior stared at the dancing girls and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. After a while, he patted his chest and shouted in admiration.

"Haha! She is so beautiful, and she dances beautifully. With this figure, she must be a woman who is good at giving birth! Roar! Beautiful!"

"Haha!"

The surrounding warriors heard it and laughed out loud, howling in response.

"Beautiful, beautiful! Awooo! So beautiful!"

The wanton and high roar sounded inexplicably in the garden and spread quickly. Soon, hundreds of fierce military nobles all grinned and roared happily.

"Roar! Beautiful! Beautiful! Haha!"

The roars of the warriors resounded in the beautiful garden, with excitement and joy from the bottom of their hearts, as if a pack of wolves were roaring in the night. Some warriors even took out their shields and beat them enthusiastically, singing loudly while beating. Sometimes, men's happiness is so inexplicable and simple.

"Haha! These little wolf cubs!"

The boiling roars spread into the banquet hall, startling the generals sitting around and the king who was drinking. Avite put down his wine glass, shook his head slightly, and cursed with a smile. Then, he looked at the legion commanders in the field, his expression became serious, and he held the staff beside him and gave an order in a deep voice.

"Come on! Go outside and recruit all the warriors who have made great contributions into the hall! I want to reward them personally!"