Chapter 510: Northern Route Armys Eastern Expedition, Banquet and Congratulations
The heroic singing echoed throughout the military camp and spread for miles, causing the spring rain to stop.
The leader of the Cholula priests, the old Petel, slowly stood up from the corner of the camp. He followed the footsteps of several of the king's guards and walked out of the simple camp. The king's guards were all covered in bronze armor.
There was a clanging sound as he walked, which made Peter watch carefully and think in his heart.
Then, the passionate singing of the warriors reached the ears of the old priest leader. He couldn't help but stomp his feet slightly and narrowed his eyes like a fox.
"Ah! The God of War descended from the Kingdom of God,
Promise Mexica Glory...
Who are the descendants of the gods?
He is the King of the Mexica!
Who is the real warrior?
He is a hero to the Mexicans!
..."
Petel pursed his lips and thought for a long time. Then he took a long breath, sighed deeply, and regained his composure on his face.
In the big tent, Avitt laughed loudly. He raised his wine glass and shouted to the generals.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Come, drink this cup to the full and celebrate our warriors!"
"God bless you! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the nobles! Congratulations to the warriors!"
Kasar bowed slightly, with a respectful smile on his face, saluted the king who was standing above him, and toasted to the nobles on the left and right. Then, Izel, the chief of the mountain tribe, also lowered his head and praised for the second time.
"Blessed by the Lord God! The sun god came to the world and became the supreme king! And under the king's rule, nobles and warriors from all countries are willing to risk their lives and die for the king!"
"Exactly! God bless you! Praise the king, I am willing to die for you!"
No matter what they were thinking in their hearts, the faces of the army commanders from each country were full of smiles at this moment. They prayed respectfully, saluted the king in unison, and drank the wine in their hands.
"Haha! All the members of the alliance work together as one. Unification of the world is just around the corner! By then, all the generals will be rewarded!"
Avitt laughed heartily and drank the cup happily. Then, he waved his hand boldly to signal the generals to relax, and then sat cross-legged on the carpet. Not far from the tent, the Feathered Serpent City was burning with fire, and it had not been seen for days.
Extinguished. This firelight fell in the king's eyes, like beautiful fireworks, making him feel happy and refreshed.
In early April, the main force of the Northern Route Army began to besiege Feathered Serpent City, focusing on the flat west and north sides.
More than twenty trebuchets were built, constantly throwing burning fireballs. A large group of royal bow warriors wore armor and fired, killing and injuring the elite defenders on the city. Immediately afterwards, groups of city-state militia were dispatched, using their lives to consume the people in the city.
Arrows, stones, wooden blocks and gray bottles. The warrior battalions of each city-state dispatched one after another to fight fiercely with the enemy at the top of the city.
At the end of April, the first good news came from the Shensuo Pass. The giant bear Stanley attacked for several months to contain the defenders of Wesochinco State. Then Prince Iskali and Prince Tepopolo of the Last Moon joined forces and led
Four thousand warriors from this state crossed the steep Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains, broke into the hinterland of Wesochinco State, and raided Guancheng from south to north.
The two sides attacked from the north and the south, and were bombarded by condor artillery, and then they captured the Shensuo Pass fortress group. Stanley killed more than 2,000 royal warriors and more than 4,000 elite militiamen, killed 7,000 Tlaxcala defenders, and captured
More than 10,000 militiamen. Most of the captured militiamen were bombarded by condor cannons for many days. They were afraid of the power of the God of War before finally surrendering.
The army fought for several months and suffered heavy casualties before they conquered Guancheng. This shows the resolute resistance of the Tlaxcalans and the brutality of the Mexica's siege.
The entire Wesochinco State has only about 200,000 people, which can mobilize 7,000 Tlaxcala warriors and 20,000 to 30,000 militiamen. After this battle, more than half of the Tlaxcala warriors were lost.
Nearly half of them were killed or injured. As for the remaining more than 10,000 defenders, they all gathered in Oak City, the capital of Wesochinco State.
After receiving the good news, Avitt looked excited and shouted "good" three times. He ordered the giant bear Stanley and Prince Iskali to join forces and continue to attack southward, clean up the various ministries in Wesochinco State, and then besiege them.
Oak City. Next, the most important thing for Stanley is to send people as soon as possible to transport the six siege weapons, the Sun Condor Cannon, to the Feathered Serpent City camp!
The Condor Cannon was quite heavy and the mountain road was not easy to pass. It was still on the road. However, the royal warriors escorted several divine nobles and some flags guarded by the gods and delivered them to the camp in time. Avitt immediately asked someone to take them with him.
The prisoners and the flag came to the city and gave the defenders a good look.
"The western city-states and the southern city-states have both been lost! You have no reinforcements!"
Suffering this blow, the morale of the defenders was significantly reduced. The fighting continued for days under the Feathered Serpent City, from the beginning of April to the end of the month, and then to this time in early May. The Feathered Serpent City, which had been holding on hard, finally fell today! So far, especially
Of the four core snake cities in La Scala, only three are left that are several miles apart and are at the horns of each other.
Just now, Avitt counted the casualties of the entire army. After hearing the numbers, he was deeply moved.
The siege of a feathered serpent city resulted in the casualties of 400 royal warriors, more than 3,000 city-state warriors, and 8,000 city-state militiamen. Altogether, there were 12,000 people! And the Tlaxcalans had 4,000 warriors fighting
He died, five hundred warriors were captured, and more than eight thousand militiamen either died or surrendered. In attacking this fortress, the casualties of the Mexica were almost equal to those of the Tlaxcalans!
"How dare the people of Tlaxcala rely on danger, refuse to surrender, and fight to the death against the Union army!"
Thinking of this, Avitt's face darkened, his heart filled with murderous intent.
"In that case, completely wipe out these bow-wielding cloud snake descendants from here!"
The king drank a few glasses of tequila water and his thoughts drifted away. The situation of the three snake cities in the south came into his mind again.
"Forty miles southwest of Feathered Serpent City, relying on the undulating mountains, are the remaining three snake cities. The southernmost one is Ocotelulco, which is the tree snake city. The tree snake city is the farthest from the mountains.
Located on the plains, it should be the easiest to fight. To the east is Tizatlán, which is the White Snake City. The White Snake City is located in the north with a higher terrain and is located on the hills, which is more difficult..."
"And the most dangerous and difficult to attack is the Tepeticpac-Texcallan, Tepeticpac-Texcallan, Cloud Snake, the head of the Four Serpent Cities, the ancestral homeland of the Tlaxcala people, the everlasting mountain fortress.
city!"
Thinking of Yun She City, Avitt's brows kept frowning, almost in a straight line. Yun She City is a truly dangerous mountain city. Although it is not large in area, it occupies a relative height of two hundred meters. To attack such a mountain city,
The warriors had to brave rolling stones and arrows, climb a two-hundred-meter mountain road, and then attack the fortress on the mountain...
"Praise the Lord God of Mexica! The supreme king of Mexica, the holy city of Cholula, and the priest leader Petel, as a descendant of the ancient Toltecs, greet you!"
The old Peter opened the tent door and walked into the big tent. The smell of alcohol came to his face, accompanied by the deafening noise of the generals. Peter was contemptuous in his heart, but his face was full of respect.
"Hmm? The leader of the priests in the holy city of Cholula?"
Upon hearing this, all the generals in the big tent became silent for an instant.
The identity of the priest leader of the holy city of Cholula is roughly similar to that of the high priest of the Alliance Priesthood, both of which are at the apex of divine power. Of course, although the priest leader of Cholula has a noble status, he does not have much real power and is difficult to interfere with all ministries in the world.
The high priest of the capital city in the lake actually controls half of the alliance and can wipe out the entire clan with just one word!
"Haha! Priest leader Petel, why did you come so late?"
Avitt squinted his eyes and glanced at the old Peter. Then he waved his hand and shouted coldly with a hint of alcohol.
"I am very happy today, and all the generals are happy together. Come! Come to the center of the big tent! Dance for me and all the generals to congratulate you!"
