Chapter 569 The Rain God Is Dead!

The pursuit was ambushed, the commander was killed, the divine feathers were trampled by the Mexica, and a large group of barbarians continued to pour out of the mountains and forests, surrounding them from both wings. The Mixtec army only held out for a moment, and could no longer hold on. Thousands of warriors shouted in panic and fear, and then collapsed in the fierce attack.

At this point, the war officially entered a new stage of chasing the enemy to the north, and the real heavy casualties began from this moment!

"Chase! Cut off their heads and capture their warriors! This is all military merit! Ao!"

The dog warriors roared and howled excitedly. They ran and chased in the mountains and forests, and their speed was so fast that they fell to the ground like a large group of hounds. They wielded copper spears, cut off copper axes, and took out sisal ropes, skillfully tied the hands and feet of the captives, and wantonly plundered the property of the noble warriors.

The Mixtec states are located in the geologically active Southern Madre Mountains, which are also rich in gold and silver. Their goldsmiths and silversmiths are highly skilled and can forge all kinds of exquisite gold and silver necklaces and ornaments. The belief in the rain god Zawi also worships the colors of gold and silver. Therefore, the necks of Mixtec nobles are always bright and flashing with a soul-stirring light.

The victory is already decided, and the corners of Black Wolf Toltec's mouth curled up. He looked at the fleeing and slaughtered enemy troops, and was happy and proud for a moment, and gradually regained his calm. He has experienced too many similar scenes, and today's battle is not difficult at all.

Black Wolf lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and asked someone to call the battalion commander of the Tlaxcala surrendered battalion, "Bolt" Tetica.

"Tetica, your Tlaxcala battalion acted as a lure to the enemy, and fought well!"

"Respected Black Wolf Legion Commander, all blessed by the Lord God!"

Tetica knelt respectfully, lowered his head, and a bit of bitterness appeared on his face. The three thousand warriors who went out of the God Stone City were all elite among the Mixtec people. In order to rescue the temple in the mountain, they were also very motivated. This battle lured the enemy into a rout, and the surrendered camp suffered another eight or nine hundred casualties. The warriors who were once high and mighty, once they fell into the hands of others, were driven by others, burned like firewood, and died together with the humble militia. Alas! I don’t know if the souls in the hearts of those who died in the mountains and forests in the south can go to the kingdom of the hunting god.

Thinking of this, Tetica’s heart shuddered. He carefully raised his eyes, looked at the terrifying Black Wolf leader, held the hummingbird amulet around his neck, and prayed in front of him.

"Praise the Lord! He gave us victory!"

"Haha!"

The Black Wolf laughed out loud. He squinted his eyes, looked at Tetica deeply, and then waved his hand and declared generously.

"Tetica, the blessing of the Lord God only falls on the warriors who fight devoutly! Well, the Tlaxcala warriors can still fight!"

Speaking of this, the Black Wolf stretched out his finger and pointed to the faint pyramid temple in the mountain.

"The Temple in the Clouds, in the Tehuacan Pyramid, there are still hundreds of temple warriors defending. Go! Take the Tlaxcala warriors and take down the temple for me! Once the temple is captured, the temple's side halls, the warriors' residences, and the attached villages will all be left for you to plunder!"

The Temple in the Clouds is the residence of the gods and the northern holy place of the Mixtec people. It is naturally not just a magnificent pyramid, but also includes hundreds of priests, hundreds of temple warriors, and thousands of villages that support priests and warriors. In this era, every large-scale temple that has been passed down has accumulated hundreds or even thousands of years of tribute. The amount of precious metals is enough to make any European monarch jealous.

"The Temple in the Clouds. Allowed to be plundered?!"

Hearing this, Tetica's eyes suddenly turned red. After his faith was broken, he no longer had the reverence he once had for the gods, and only reality was left in his eyes. The surrendered battalion commander immediately bowed his head and kowtowed heavily several times.

"Generous and majestic leader, the Tlaxcala warriors are willing to fight for you!"

"Haha!"

Hearing this, Black Wolf laughed heartily. But soon, he frowned and sternly corrected.

"No, I fight for His Highness and for the Lord!"

"Yes, yes! Fight for the leader, His Highness and the Lord!"

Tetica saluted respectfully. Then, he carried the war stick and the gathered surrendered soldiers to the towering temple in the clouds.

Sunset and moonrise, sun rises and moonsets. The green earth is dotted with solidified bright red, and the stiff corpses are covered by dense grass and trees. And the blazing fire also ignited from the village under the temple in the mountain, burning all the way up, accompanied by shouts of fighting and desperate wails!

The one-sided pursuit lasted for two days. Under the pursuit of the dog hunters, only two or three hundred of the three thousand elite Mixtec warriors escaped. The dog descendants brought back two thousand heads, and seven or eight hundred surrendered soldiers who were pale and able to walk.

According to the tradition of the Guajili Legion, all warriors who were unwilling to surrender were executed; all enemies who were injured and unable to walk were executed; and noble captives with appeal were directly sacrificed. This cruel combat custom came from both the traditional human sacrifice practice of the alliance and the ruthless natural law of the wilderness, which frightened all enemies.

"Pile up the two thousand heads and build a pyramid Jingguan!"

Black Wolf had a grim expression and issued the first military order to the surrendered Mixtec warriors. Then, he raised the corner of his mouth, grasped the bronze Qin sword at his waist, and asked lightly.

"Who among you warriors is the best fighter? Stand up!"

The Mixtec warriors looked gray and looked at each other. After a moment, their eyes were all focused on a warrior as strong as a cheetah.

".Damn it!"

Richie, the Rain God Warrior, cursed secretly in his mind. With his hands tied, he lowered his head, walked on tiptoes, and stood up carefully with the front half of his feet.

Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, looked at Richie's walking pace, and nodded slightly. Then, he held the bronze sword tightly and strode closer.

"I am the Black Wolf Toltec! Warrior of the Mixtecs, tell me your name!"

".I am the Rain God Warrior of Shenshi City, Richie the Woodpecker!"

Richie squatted slightly and replied nervously. He had heard of the Mexica tradition, and he liked to let the enemy's warrior captives duel with the alliance's warriors under unfair conditions, using the lives of outstanding warriors to please the warlike and bloodthirsty God of War.

"Riki, Riki the Woodpecker? Okay!"

Black Wolf nodded slowly and smiled. Then, he took a step forward, suddenly pulled out the copper sword from his waist, and slashed at the defenseless Richie!

"ha!"

"ah"

Richie was suddenly attacked, and his body instinctively avoided it. He jumped like a cheetah and took a step to the right. Then, he dodged with difficulty, dodging two swords in a row until he ran out of breath. Then, the sharp sword blade struck his head, the sharp sword wind scattered his forehead hair, and the cold death happened in an instant!

"ah!"

At the moment of the border between life and death, Black Wolf suddenly turned his wrist, turning the sharp sword blade into a thick sword spine. Then, he changed his chop into a slap and used a skilled capture technique to hit Richie heavily on the shoulder.

"Snapped!"

"Well!"

Rain God Warrior Rich groaned, lost his balance, and was knocked to the ground. His pupils suddenly contracted and dilated, the sweat on his forehead flowed out like a waterfall, and even his knees were shaking slightly. After a few breaths, a red line appeared on his forehead, giving off a faint blood color. At that moment, he was only half a finger away from death.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at Richie who fell to the ground, Black Wolf laughed wantonly and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, with his hands tied, he can still dodge three of my swords. He is indeed an outstanding warrior!"

After saying that, Hei Lang took a step forward again, raised the Qin sword again, and slashed down mercilessly!

"Bah!"

Richie's mind was trembling, his eyes were out of focus, and his back felt like an electric shock. When he came to his senses, he realized that the rope binding his hands had been cut off by the terrifying warrior in front of him.

"Richie, from today on, you are the leader of these more than 700 surrendered troops!"

Black Wolf put away the copper sword, stretched out his hand, and lifted Richie off the ground like a coyote grabbing a bobcat. He looked into Richie's eyes with his cold black eyes and gave an order that he could not refuse.

"Remember! You have to fight for the Lord God and for His Highness! Warriors who fight bravely will receive property, women, land, and even titles, and become nobles of the alliance! And cowardly warriors will be as humble as ants on the ground. As for the traitor."

Black Wolf narrowed his eyes, grinned, showed his sharp teeth, and spoke word by word.

"I will personally chop off his head!"

"."

Richie pursed his lips and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the stern face of the black wolf, as if he were facing a beast in the jungle. After a while, the surrendered Rain God Warrior slowly lowered his head, his voice was weak but very clear.

"Yes. Follow you"

"louder please!"

"Yes! I obey you!"

“Say to me, praise the Lord God!”

".Praise the Lord God!"

"good!"

Black Wolf nodded with satisfaction. He let go of his hand and ordered.

"Take your people and build the temple! Remember, put the heads of the divine nobles on top!"

The Rain God Warrior nodded silently. At this moment, he seemed to have lost something in his heart, and seemed to have broken away from something. He turned around and glanced subconsciously at the Temple in the Cloud not far away. There was a flame burning underneath the pyramid.

A moment later, a frenzied howl of wolves came from the sacred mountain of the temple, accompanied by an almost crazy shout. That was the howl of the Tlaxcalan soldiers, and now it was like a dog descendant, full of the ferocity and cruelty of the wasteland.

"Ha ha!"

The black wolf listened for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed, like a wolf king from the wilderness.

"Yes, what a bunch of wolf cubs!"

Richie stopped, his knees weak. He took a few hard breaths to steady his trembling mind, but his mind went blank. He had learned the Nahua language of the north and could understand the cry in the wind. This cry was like the coming of doom, causing the nearby Mixtec troops to show true despair.

"The Rain God is dead! The Lord God is supreme! The Temple in the Cloud has fallen!"