The purple sunset turned into red, and the green valley mouth was stained with blood. Three thousand tribesmen like grass rats, along the undulating mountain pass, faced directly against two thousand tiger and leopard-like Imperial Guards.
Under the banner of the Black Wolf, the imperial guard warriors formed a battle formation, wielding their war sticks alternately, and powerfully slashing at the enemy's head, neck, chest and abdomen. The canine tribesmen fell like corn stalks, sputtering out a large puff of life.
The tribesmen were in a loose formation, with low morale and lack of war experience. They posed almost no threat during the battle. They thrust out stone spears, only leaving shallow holes in the warriors' cotton armor, and were immediately killed by sharp war clubs.
.The rapid sounds of fighting came in the wind, and soon turned into dying wails and frightened screams.
After only a moment of fighting, more than 300 canine descendants fell to the ground. The formation of the tribesmen expanded like a balloon, and they were scattered in an awkward shape. Some people kept turning around and running away. Thousands of red fox warriors pressed the formation from behind, mercilessly.
They fired bone arrows to drive the tribesmen who were afraid of retreating back to the front line. Then, they threw out rounds of arrow rain from a distance of forty or fifty steps, struggling to harass the warriors' formation.
"Charge with me!"
Bertard looked at the red fox warriors who were able to control the formation, and then led three hundred jaguar warriors to personally launch an assault and rush into the enemy's formation!
The samurai captain had strong steps and quick movements. He didn't make any fancy moves, but just hit the vital point accurately. He swung his war stick lightly and cut the neck of one canine, and then struck with a sweeping blow, splitting the head of another canine. Just
In more than ten breaths, he killed several people! The canine descendants died instantly without even leaving a scream.
Then, three hundred jaguar warriors let out tiger roars and launched a charge together! The warriors wearing tiger skins rushed into the formation and slashed wildly, as if they were entering no man's land. Faced with this kind of charge, the canine tribesmen could no longer
Unable to hold on any longer, they let out a cry of extreme fear, and like a balloon inflated to its limit, they exploded and fled in all directions!
"Keep charging!"
Bertard did not stop. He threw away the worn obsidian war stick, pulled out the bronze Qin sword from his waist, and strode towards the Red Fox warriors. Drops of blood fell from the sharp obsidian blades, and gradually became darker red.
The soil is like the evening sky.
"Ouch! Chief Thickhide!"
Iweikan narrowed his eyes and shot the bone arrow fiercely. The sharp arrow only grazed Bertard's bronze armor and slightly scratched the cloth. The warrior commander paused slightly, looked at Iweikan's red hair, and then
Come straight for the kill.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The red-haired warriors fired a hail of arrows. The jaguar warriors who charged into the battle did not pause. Bone arrows were inserted into their cloth armors, but they did not suffer any damage. The warriors rushed towards them like ferocious beasts, and in the blink of an eye they were three
Within ten steps, they all raised their war clubs and roared like tigers before battle.
"Roar!"
Iwekan's pupils shrank instantly, turned around and ran away.
"Ouch! Thick-skinned tiger-headed warrior! Get out quickly!"
The red-haired captain ran away like a vigorous red fox. More than two hundred tribal scouts also turned around and ran away. They had fought against tiger-headed warriors and knew how powerful the opponent was. Without sufficient numerical advantage, they would never be able to defeat the brigade.
Thick-skinned elites. The remaining red fox warriors were brave on their own, or had no time to react and were directly killed by the jaguar warriors.
A jaguar warrior cut through the cotton armor of a red-haired warrior with a side slash, and cut open the opponent's chest and abdomen. The wound was half a meter long. The red-haired warrior screamed and fell to the ground, desperately covering the torn wound.
, but his hands were dyed bright red. The vitality rushed out, mixed with the internal organs flowing out, and the red hair lost his voice for a moment.
Seeing this scene, two tribal warriors came up with a double team. They tried their best to thrust out the stone spears and pierced the chest and back of the Jaguar warrior, making a metallic sound like a "bang", but they could not break the armor at all. The Jaguar warrior grinned,
Holding the stick with both hands, he swept violently. The tribal warrior in front of him let out a menacing groan, twisted his neck to 90 degrees, and died at an angle. Another young tribal warrior showed fear on his face, and finally turned around and ran away.
The Jaguar warrior showed murderous intent on his face. He was wearing medium armor and did not chase. He just took off the bronze throwing spear from his back, took two steps forward, and threw it suddenly.
"puff!"
The sharp spear passed through a precise arc, pierced the young warrior's back accurately, and then nailed his whole body into the soil. The young warrior was still twisting on the ground, like a grasshopper stuck in the ground, but
Unable to move even half a step. Warmth flowed out, screams were heard, but no one paid attention, and he slowly fell into rest.
Bertard took a step forward and stabbed a warrior wielding a stone hammer to death with his right hand. Then he stepped back and sheathed his sword, holding it with both hands together, and slashed diagonally from top to bottom! A red-haired head
He rolled to the ground. The warrior captain stopped with a calm expression, his armor was stained with blood, and the copper sword in his hand was bright red. He had already killed the enemy, and there were no more enemies in front of him, only hundreds of fleeing Red Fox warriors!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Thousands of guards put down their war clubs, raised their long bows, and fired a volley. Dozens of red fox warriors turned their backs to the rain of arrows and fell to the ground screaming. The red fox warriors ran away desperately and suffered two more rounds.
The arrows left dozens of corpses behind. The remaining warriors escaped from the shooting range and turned into small dots. They fled far away in a moment.
"These canine warriors are not good at fighting in battle, but they are extremely fast in running away!"
Bertard lowered his head to the Eight-sided Qin Sword, looked at it for a moment, and smiled lightly. Then he raised the bronze sword, gently wiped it with his fingers, looked at the sharp and shining blade, and sighed in admiration.
"Killed several people in a row and still showed no wear and tear. It's really a good weapon! Well, the copper sword is short and sharp. It should be mainly used for assassination and combined with a large shield for defense."
The warrior commander looked up at the sky. After a fight, the setting sun had already set in the sky and the sky was gradually getting darker. He looked around and saw that the ground was full of prostrate canines, more than a thousand in number. The defeated tribesmen were scattered everywhere, and they were still scattered.
There were many wounded who were unable to move. Hundreds of guards were checking the battlefield, and from time to time they would add a stick.
Bertard nodded and looked at the mouth of the valley not far to the north. People's figures flashed in the mouth of the valley, and the canine tribe carrying large and small bags appeared again. They looked at the tragic battlefield in the south and fled to the north in fear.
, there is no fighting spirit at all.
"Fifteen hundred guards, follow me, block the entrance to the valley and occupy the camp at the mouth of the valley! Four hundred guards will hunt down the scattered tribesmen and return at nightfall! The remaining hundred people will count the battlefield and treat the wounded!"
The samurai commander shouted loudly, and then led the large group of guards and continued towards the mouth of the valley. The canine people at the mouth of the valley tried their best to escape, and hundreds more people escaped. The large group of Mexican warriors rushed to kill them. From then on, the inside and outside were isolated.
The canine descendants of the valley are like caged rats, unable to escape anymore!
The night quickly darkened. In this battle, the three thousand canine descendants suffered 1,300 casualties, including more than 800 unarmored tribesmen and more than 500 red fox warriors. The two thousand Imperial Guards suffered only a few dozen casualties.
The east and west valley mouths faced each other far away, with Mexica flags flying. The Guakili people in the valley seemed to know their fate. Low dirges echoed in the valley, and desperate cries were scattered in the wind, all night long.
