Chapter 839 The Second Kingdom Exploration, Breakout and Sacrifice
"Gods! These madmen are mad!"
On the galley, facing the charge of the kingdom's armored warriors, Priest Papu was trembling. He decisively took off his cumbersome sacrificial robe and threw it to the ground. Then, he jumped into the water with a "plop". He
Like a nimble fish, it slithered through the gaps between ships and swam quickly toward the war ship behind it, moving faster than anyone else.
"Dedicate yourself to God!"
The cry of death resounded on the narrow river. The brutal fight came to an end. On the flagship, the old militiaman Chihuaco was covered in blood, stabbing out his spear with skill, knocking down one enemy after another.
Then, the pressure of the fighting suddenly relaxed, and the front of the flagship suddenly opened up. Panting heavily, he looked towards the fierce shouts and saw the cruel battle situation in the middle of the river, as well as those who were desperate to attack and risk their lives.
Kingdom warrior!
"O Lord God!..."
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, was stunned on the spot. After a moment, two turbid old tears fell from his painful eyes. He bit his lip hard and tasted the blood and bitterness in his mouth. After a few breaths, he said
He bent his waist like an injured old dog and roared sharply.
"Paddle with all your strength! Break through to the estuary!"
"Paddle with all your strength! Break through to the estuary!"
Along with the new order, the sailors on the flagship also burst out their last strength. The two assaulting longships contained the main force of the Totonac fleet in the center of the river. Both sides of the entire river were finally exposed.
There was a passable space. And the two remaining long-sailed boats rowed through the blood-colored river water and slowly accelerated!
“Dedicate yourself to God!…”
In just a moment, the accelerating long ship rushed through scattered obstacles and arrived at the back of the Totonac fleet. The shouts in the center of the river gradually became distant and seemed to get smaller. And when the two long ships
The ship rushed to the estuary and plunged into the vast sea. The sound of fighting behind it was finally hard to hear.
“Tavaru…”
The old militiaman pursed his lips tightly, turned around and looked back, only to see the Totonak warriors surrounding the fighting place, and a figure who fell heavily. After a while, a Totonak warrior held a human head high,
After shouting a few words loudly, the tribal warriors howled excitedly like a pack of boiling dogs.
"Gods bless you! This is the bravest Mexica warrior! I, the warrior Newka of Hidden Serpent City, cut off his head with my own hands!..."
Priest Papu was bare-chested and put on his feather crown again. He frowned and looked at the warrior Nuka on the deck who held up Tavaru's head and boasted about his prowess. He curled his lips slightly but said nothing.
"Where is Chuchut? Is he dead?"
"Priest, he is not dead, he just lost a lot of blood and fainted."
"Bandage him up!"
"yes!"
As soon as Priest Papu finished instructing his bodyguards, another bodyguard came to ask for instructions.
"Priest, with the blessing of the gods, we have defeated the evil Aztecs! Two Mexica longships have escaped, should we pursue them?"
"The longship that escaped..."
Priest Pappu touched his chin and looked at the mouth of the river not far away. Two Mexican long boats, covered with scars, had already raised their sails at the mouth of the river. Their bows were facing northwest, toward the vast sea, sailing straight forward.
.It looks like he is trying to escape into the deep sea!
"... No more chasing! I can't catch up... Damn it, these life-hungry lunatics!..."
Priest Pappu cursed in a low voice. He was blowing the mighty sea breeze and looked at the eastern sky. He only saw dark clouds gradually approaching here.
"The storm on the beach is coming... entering the sea at this time..."
Priest Papu shook his head. He looked around at the river where the corpses were floating and counted the Totonak warriors who died in the battle. There were at least two hundred people! Until this moment, a wave of fear surged deep in his heart.
"Fortunately... I brought seven hundred Totonak warriors according to the size of the seven fleets in my memory... If according to the confession obtained from torture, I only brought four hundred people... then the result of this battle..."
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After thinking for a moment, priest Pappu suddenly had doubts in his heart.
"Huh? Where are the other three longships hidden? When this battle is over, the captured Mayan merchant must be tortured!..."
"Praise the gods! We captured the longship and destroyed the evil Aztecs!"
Half a quarter of an hour later, a large group of Totonak warriors completely occupied the two longships. The last resistance on the longships finally fell under countless stabs. The densely packed corpses were overlapped and entangled.
Falling into the water, blood red that cannot be dissolved spreads out.
Then, the unruly tribal warriors began to quarrel with each other and even fight with each other. They snatched the heads of the kingdom's warriors, especially the heads wearing helmets, as the most dazzling and bragable military exploits.
The captured fleet sailors were tied up tightly and served as inspiring sacrifices in the city-state's celebration ceremony. The fleeing Puton warriors also spread out in small boats to search for them, carefully following the hunt. In this area, Totona is all over the place.
In the jungle of the Ke tribe, if a lone warrior wants to escape, he can only pray for the favor of fate.
"Gem! Gem! There's a gem on the longship!"
Suddenly, a shout of surprise rang out from the longboat. Priest Papu heard the call and saw a stupid tribal warrior, holding a heavy bag of gems in both hands, dancing excitedly. Then, dozens of pairs of hands were fighting for it.
, and grabbed at the source of the sound. Everyone scrambled desperately to grab the bag containing the gems, and even stripped off the stupid samurai's crotch cloth.
"Ha! What a fool!"
The corners of Priest Pap's lips curled up in disdain. Then, he looked at the guards beside him and gave a stern order.
"Go! In the name of the gods, tell all the warriors! Check carefully and hand over the gems you find. Everyone will have a copy, and they are never allowed to be hidden!..."
"Of course, as the most noble priest...I will take half!"
"That's right! Send two more reliable ones to search the camp on the shore! As for the gems found... you know what to do with them!"
"Yes! Lord Priest!..."
The sun dropped to the west, reflecting the red glow on the sea. The two sunken Mexican longships were scarred and docked on the river bank where corpses were floating. As for the other two longships, they fought their way out of the encirclement, raised their sails, and completely disappeared.
Deep in the golden sea and sky.
The dark clouds from the east gradually came in, and before the sun completely set, they finally reached the seaside. And the heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, splashing blood-colored water.
The blood flowed everywhere, gradually turning pale. In the last glimmer of light, they finally reached the edge of the lagoon, a lush but unnoticed cassava field. In the raging raindrops, the strong cassava swayed gently, glowing with unyielding
of vitality. And the flowing blood was submerged into the soil, and flowed into the roots of the cassava drop by drop.