Chapter 716 The Disappearing Militia

The clouds gradually thickened, and the sky was dark. The wind was filled with sulfur smoke, and the flag of the Lord God was flying on the top of the city. The Eagle Warrior Balda led thousands of guards and entered the city in the third batch, encountering almost no resistance.

"Huh? There should be thousands of militiamen guarding the city. Where did they die?"

Balda was wearing bronze armor and holding a bronze spear. He looked around the city, but he only saw deathly silence. It seemed that after passing the city wall, there were no more defenders, nor were there large groups of militiamen that were common in previous sieges. He did not stop, first leading a large group of guards, passing through low and empty huts, passing through desolate and quiet stone houses, and finally came to the first important place, the main warehouse in the White Snake City.

There were originally more than a hundred White Snake warriors stationed in the main warehouse area, but now they have dropped their weapons and surrendered to the first batch of pioneers entering the city. At this moment, nearly two hundred Mexican pioneer warriors, except for the dozens of people guarding the prisoners, were looking for loot in the warehouse, stealing some inconspicuous small objects, such as gems, gold sand, silver grains and spices that are easy to hide.

"Huh?. These bastards."

Balda frowned, and saw the nervous pioneer warriors, but did not say anything. The pioneer warriors took the risk and killed the enemy first. According to private practice, they would also get a share of the spoils. As long as the things in these warehouses are not too ugly, the military judges will not deal with them.

"Almost! Seal the warehouse for me! All large cotton cloth and food must be confiscated!"

The confiscation of large items means that small items can be hidden privately. The guards smiled, and the pioneer warriors also relaxed and cheered softly.

"The Lord God bears witness! Captain Balda, although there are a lot of valuables in the warehouse, there is indeed not a single grain of food!"

"Huh?"

After hearing the report from the warrior captain, Balda walked into the stone warehouse and took a look around. It was indeed so clean that even mice would cry. He turned around and left without saying anything.

Soon, a hundred guards stayed here to guard the warehouse and the prisoners. The main force of the brigade continued to move forward, and in just a moment, they arrived at the palace area in the city. In the palace area, there were still stubborn fighting sounds, but when hundreds of guards arrived, the last resistance collapsed in an instant under the rain of arrows and axes.

"White Snake's personal guards killed more than a hundred people. The nobles of the descendants of gods captured more than two hundred people. Are all the nobles of the descendants of gods in the city here?"

"Yes, Captain! Oh, in addition to here, many of the Cloud Snake priests in the Central Cloud Snake Temple are also descendants of gods!"

"Well, I know, I'll go to the temple later!"

Balda nodded, strode forward, stepped on the bodies and blood of the guards, and entered the city lord's palace. More than two hundred of the last descendants of the Cloud Snake gods all fell to the ground in despair, crying and wailing. Since they fell into the hands of the alliance, the fate of these descendants of gods has been determined.

Balda looked around the captives, nodded with satisfaction, and asked again.

"Where is the storehouse in the city lord's palace?"

"Captain, it's behind!"

Balda strode without stopping, and under the leadership of a warrior, he came to the private storehouse of the White Snake City Lord. There were even more gemstones, jade, gold and silver jewelry, spices and herbs, and feathers and costumes seized in the private storehouse. Not only that, there are more than a dozen bronze weapons and longbows and bronze arrows in the inventory. Balda picked up a bronze axe, inspected it briefly, and cursed inwardly.

"Damn it, the Lord God is a witness! The mark on the axe handle must be produced by the craftsmen in the capital of the alliance! I don't know which noble family it came from."

However, there are only a dozen smuggled bronze weapons in the warehouse, and the number is too small to be checked. Even if they are found, the nobles in the capital involved can also shirk that they are the spoils of the battle of the Tlaxcalans. In fact, judging from the number of bronze weapons that have flowed out, the alliance's arms control has been done very well. The nobles in the alliance are still afraid of the king and the high priest group, and dare not do too much.

In addition to weapons, there is also food for 500 people for half a year in the warehouse, which should be specially prepared for the descendants of the gods in the mansion. This is also the first time that Balda has found food in the city.

"Lord God, bless us! Leave two hundred people here! Keep an eye on these captives, and don't let them commit suicide! They are all precious gifts to the gods!"

After a while, the guards left two hundred people behind, and the main force continued to move forward, heading for the Cloud Snake Temple in the center of the city. In the distance, there was a faint flicker of fire there.

When Balda arrived, the ancient Cloud Snake Temple had already been controlled by the pioneer warriors. The fire that had just been ignited in the temple had been extinguished at this moment. More than a hundred corpses of the temple guards fell down along the pyramid, and their deaths were hideous and tragic. The bright red liquid slowly flowed down from the height of the pyramid, covering the thick and sticky dark red blood clots, as if a new layer of dye had been applied.

"Ah! This bloody smell, this old blood clot! How many people have been sacrificed here?"

Balda sniffed his nose, and a bit of displeasure appeared on his face.

There was too much blood on the pyramid of this Cloud Snake Temple, and there was no enough clean water to wash it in the siege. Over time, the blood solidified into thick clots, emitting a disgusting smell under the hot sun. When the guards climbed the stone steps of the pyramid, they found that the accumulated sticky blood clots were actually over their ankles.

"Captain! Seeing the alliance warriors attacking the city, the cloud snake priests in the temple have all committed suicide!"

After a while, the armored vanguard warrior Quetz ran down from the high temple and bowed to Balda to report.

"As for the map boards and wooden books in the temple, most of them were also burned and just put out! The city lacks oil and can't start a big fire."

"These cloud snake priests died decisively!"

Balda raised his eyebrows and looked at the thick bloodstains on the pyramid. He did not choose to climb the tower. He pondered for a while and asked seriously.

"Have you captured any captives of the descendants of gods? Have you found any hidden warriors or militiamen?"

"Captain, the brothers did not capture any descendants of gods. But with the blessing of the Lord God, we captured dozens of captives, just behind the temple pyramid, in the low small temple. They are..."

At this point, the vanguard warrior Quetz's face showed some hesitation, and there was also some disgust that was difficult to conceal.

"Well, what are they?"

"They are the quartermasters and cooks in the city, responsible for preparing food for the defenders. They may know the whereabouts of the militia in the city."

"Quartermaster? Preparing food? And the whereabouts of the militia?"

Hearing this, the Eagle Warrior Barda lowered his eyes. He vaguely guessed something, his face remained calm, but his voice became low.

"It seems that we will not encounter more resistance in this dead fortress."

"Then let's go! Go to the small temple and interrogate the captured quartermaster. You must give your highness a clear report!"