The deafening sound of war drums sounded in the broad northern mountain pass, startling the birds in the sky. A large group of running warriors, like wolves in the wilderness, passed through the rolling mountains and forests and appeared at the foot of the mountain pass. And their wolf howls
, had already crossed the tribe’s wooden camp and echoed in the fields of Shenshui Valley.
"Ouch!..."
It was September, and the harvest was about to begin. The beans had just matured, and the corn had already formed cobs. The year's rations were right in front of us, and the birds and people in the mountains were all waiting together. However, at this moment, the footsteps of war suddenly arrived, stepping on the ground.
The blood color of the setting sun brings the firelight of dusk!
"Ah! Supreme Rain God!..."
Behind the mountain pass camp, more than 10,000 Mixtec tribesmen were panicked and looked terrified. They had long heard about the fighting in the north and the strength of the Mexica people, but they had never thought that the battle would be so fast.
, descended upon oneself.
"Dip!...Dip!..."
The warning conch horn echoed in the narrow valley, which was a call for crisis and gathering. Three thousand tribesmen, armed with short bows and stone spears, came from all over the Shenshui Valley.
Shenshui Valley is located fifty miles south of Shenshi City, and less than two hundred miles away from Yunshan City further south. The entire valley is not large, only seven or eight miles from east to west, and about ten miles from south to south. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides, only in the northeast.
There are two valley mouths leading to the southeast. In the middle of the valley, there is a natural spring that irrigates the fertile soil of the valley, so it is named "Atzingo", which means "sacred water" and "respectable water". And here
The tribe that settled in the valley was naturally called the Shenshui tribe.
Soon, the leader of the Shenshui tribe, "Yunshui" Aqingo, hurriedly climbed up the wall of the village and looked to the north.
A strange black wolf flag first caught his eye. The black coyote had a bloody tongue and red eyes, crouching under the red sun, which was particularly breathtaking. At this moment, this towering wolf flag,
He was being held firmly on his back by an exceptionally strong young warrior leader.
Around the wolf flag, there are three marching warrior formations. The central formation has the smallest number of people, a dense formation, and the best equipment. The warriors in it all hold bronze soldiers, wear dark green uniforms, and even platinum soldiers.
The other two groups have a slightly larger number of people, divided into left and right wings. The left wing is neatly dressed in white armor and holds an obsidian war club. The right wing has the largest number, with a looser formation and disorderly weapons.
"This...is the Mexica Legion! It's...the brutal Black Wolf Chief!..."
Seeing the black wolf flag, Achingo's heart trembled, and even his voice trembled. He stared at the fast-moving enemy troops, stretched out his fingers to make signs, and silently counted in his mouth.
"One spring, two springs, three...five...ten! Soldiers from ten springs! There are more behind..."
At this point, Aqingo's hole shrank, his whole body became weak, and he couldn't even hold the expensive bronze spear in his hand firmly. There are about three hundred to four hundred people in a "spring". There are three to four thousand men from the Shenshui Department.
Standing together, the area is exactly the size of nine to ten springs. And the Mexican Legion that appeared in front of them had at least four to five thousand people, which was already more than the total strength of the tribe!
"Honorable Rain God! Please send heavy rain to save your descendants!..."
Aqingo raised his head to pray, feeling despair in his heart. The Shenshui tribe occupies this closed and fertile valley. The tribe has multiplied for generations, and the leader calls himself the descendant of the gods, which has lasted for more than ten generations.
Today, the entire Shenshui tribe has a population of more than 10,000, and is the most powerful tribe in the entire Tehuacan Valley! However, at this time, facing the front of the Mexica Army, the so-called strength in the valley is as powerful as in the rain forest.
The threatening call of the bag frog is exposed at the mouth of the Mexican viper.
"Quickly...too quick! The Mexicans went south in July, and now they're here in early September! Damn it! Those cowardly warriors in Shenshi City are really...it's like the rain god used women's urine.
made!"
Achengo was shocked and angry, cursing in a low voice, his anger mixed with regret. The ferocious Mexica invaded south, defeated the warriors of Shenshi City, and captured the Yunzhong Temple... This news came to him more than ten days ago
I have heard about it and have been worried about it.
However, seeing that the autumn harvest is coming, the tribe is reluctant to part with the corn that is about to be harvested, and is reluctant to part with this lush valley. In addition, it is fifty miles away from Shenshi City. The mountain road is steep, the location is hidden, and it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. There are three thousand strong men in the tribe.
, not afraid of the harassment of a small group of enemies... He had a little luck and did not abandon a large amount of supplies like many tribes and migrate south in a hurry.
"Andiwi, what kind of Divine Blessing Tribe is this, the Tehuacan Divine Water Tribe?"
"Yes, respected General Black Wolf. This is the most powerful tribe in the south of the Tehuacan Valley, the Shenshui tribe. The Shenshui tribe has more than 10,000 tribesmen and nearly 4,000 strong men, firmly occupying this rich land.
Valley. According to legend, there is a sacred spring in the center of the valley. It is the tears dropped by the rain god, which are held by the giant snake in the ground, and water continuously emerges..."
"Sacred spring in the mountain? Tears of the rain god?"
Black Wolf Toltec's eyes flashed, thoughtfully. After capturing the valley, he could take a portion of the spring water and go back to present it to His Highness and the Princess. Carrying a big flag, he climbed up the hill at the mountain pass and saw several shabby places.
The wooden camp and the fence that barely sealed the mountain pass made me laugh.
"Red Monkey, look at this fence, it's not as good as your other people in the wilderness!"
The red monkey Ozoma narrowed his eyes and looked carefully for a moment. He looked at the rough fence for a while, then looked at the tribal warriors stationed there, and let out a sneer.
"Chief Black Wolf, although these tribes in the southern woods are large in number and rich, they don't know how to fight at all!"
"You see, their warriors are all huddled together. There is no division into teams, no division of bows, arrows and spears, and there is no order like a pack of wolves. Some of their expressions are panic, some are angry, but they do not have the ferocity of having experienced killing.
and Danmo. They held the weapons in their hands too tightly, shouted and cursed, wasting their energy in vain. It was obvious that they had never experienced large-scale battles... Such a large tribe would not be able to survive if placed in the wilderness.
Two autumns can feed five tribes!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Having said this, the red monkey Ozoma grinned. The food here is truly full. In the barren and hungry northern wasteland, there are only tribes as fierce as beasts.
To survive.
"Haha! Red Monkey, you are right, you are very good at learning!"
Hearing this, Hei Lang agreed quite a bit. He had been fighting for many years, and he would have a rough idea of whether an army could fight or not, just by looking at it for a while. However, this was a kind of long-term practical experience and intuition, and he really had to say it.
I can't explain it clearly.
"Toltec, you have a fighting instinct like a wolf. If one day, you can summarize this instinct into a coherent text and write it into a text for inheritance, you will be the real handsome man of the kingdom! And this is why I urge you to learn!
"
Thinking of His Highness's instructions, Hei Lang's eyes flashed. He yearned for it for a moment, and then sighed deeply. It was too difficult to learn writing, but it was easier to lead troops to fight.
"Boss, I, Red Frog, don't know these tricks. I can only lead the charge! Let me lead five hundred tribal warriors as a vanguard to attack the camp for you!"
The red frog Coca opened his eyes wide and glared at the eloquent red monkey. Then, he patted his chest hard, and with a "dang" sound, he pulled out the short ax from his waist.
"If you can't break into this village in two-quarters of an hour, I'll come and see you!"
"Haha! Red Frog, it's still your temperament that suits my taste!"
Black Wolf laughed heartily and looked at the thousands of enemies in front of him as nothing. Then he shook his head again and refused Red Frog's request. At this moment, in the vast Tehuacán Valley, the Guakili Legion was setting fire everywhere and scattered.
Looting and plundering food. The strength of each battalion is very limited.
On this adventure, he went deep south and only had more than 6,000 people in his hands. Among them, 2,000 were elite legion warriors, more than 1,000 were Tlaxcala soldiers, and 3,000 Mistek men were picked up along the way.
Two days ago, among the two thousand legion warriors, another thousand were divided to guard the army's retreat and guard against a surprise attack from Shenshi City.
"The terrain in the south is undulating and the mountain roads are difficult. Unlike the northern plateau, which is unimpeded and suitable for attacking. If the retreat is cut off... the risk is a bit high, so we still have to divide our troops and stay behind. Now the entire army can be suppressed easily by the elites of a thousand legions.
Indestructible!"
Thinking of this, Hei Lang raised his hand and pointed at the village wall occupying the terrain.
"Attack the camp with your back, brave arrows, spears and stones, and casualties are inevitable. Such unnecessary casualties do not need to be borne by the legionnaires... Andiwei, you said, what Shenshui Ministry in the south, and the north of the valley
Are the various ministries not closely related?"
"Yes, respected general. The Shenshui Department occupies the Shenshui Valley and is separated from other departments. The leaders of the past dynasties control the Shenshui Spring and claim to be descendants of the gods. Relying on the strength of the tribe, they often ask for tributes from the surrounding small tribes...
"
Priest Andiwei bowed his head respectfully and described in detail the relationship between the various tribes of Tehuakan.
The power of the Mixtec Union has been decentralized and divided to this day. Not only are the highlands, lowlands and coast divided into three branches, each branch is also divided according to city-states. Within each city-state, there are many independent large tribes, which are often not subordinate to each other.
All in all, although the various Mixtec tribes are called an alliance, they are fragmented inside. They only rely on the common belief in the rain god, similar cloud culture, and intermarriage with generations of descendants of gods as the connecting link between the tribes.
"...Therefore, if the eight hundred warriors of the Holy Stone City who surrendered and the two thousand captured men from various tribes are allowed to attack the Shenshui Department, there will be no human hindrance! And once their hands are stained with blood, their hearts will be filled with blood.
The faith will slowly disintegrate, releasing the black snake bound by the rain god... From now on, they will have no room to look back, just like me."
Andiwi lowered his head, respectfully, and his tone was the unique gentleness of a Mixtec priest. However, the words he spoke were like a viper in the rainforest, making the red monkey Ozoma's eyelids twitch and his heart tremble.
.
"Haha, very good! Andiwi, under the guidance of His Highness, the glory of the Lord God will eventually envelope the land of Zhawi! And your choice today will make you proud in the future!"
Black Wolf nodded with satisfaction. He looked deeply at the surrendered noble priest, like a coyote staring at Black Snake. Then, General Black Wolf looked sharply, pulled out his bronze sword, and pointed towards the camp.
"Bang the war drums, raise the flag, and pass the military order! Let the Mixtec battalion on the left wing go to battle! ... Tell Richie the Woodpecker to capture the Shenshui Department and reward him with all the wealth, men and women.
His battalion! And if we can’t capture it, I want his bird head!”
