June is the rainy season on the coast. Strong winds blow dark clouds, accompanied by drizzle, and surge from the sea in the north. Outside the water village of Sunrise Village, a mighty navy fleet is standing there.
On this rainy day, I made all preparations for departure.
"The sea breeze, blowing and blowing! Those are the wings of the wind god leaving, looking for the distance where the soul disappears...
The raindrops are falling! Those are the falling tears of Quetzalcoatl, making the earth cry for them...
The sun has disappeared! That is the unbearable gaze of the sun god, to see the warriors of the gods rushing towards the battlefield of cold death!~"
On the coast of the village, thousands of Totonak tribesmen, old and young, gathered. They looked at the fleet of people who were bravely heading west and making a desperate attack, with strong reluctance and sadness in their eyes. The leading Hidden Snake priests
With tears flowing freely, I sang an elegy to bid farewell to the warriors in the most desolate and simple voice!
"O Serpent Mother of the Earth, Mother Goddess of Totonac! Please listen to my mournful song and my sincere prayer... Our land has been invaded by the evil Mexica. The descendants of the sun and the giant snake have been
The cruel descendants of the God of War are destroying...and today is the last time, let us stand up and fight against evil for the last time!..."
On the long ship of the flagship, a high altar was erected. As the leader and priest of the fleet, Priest Papu was wearing a gorgeous priest's feather robe, holding high the staff given by the chief priest of the seaside, and praying before setting off for the expedition.
At this moment, his face was full of determination and sorrow, and the chants in his mouth were also full of fearlessness, making the warriors couldn't help but lower their heads in reverence.
"The gods are witnessing in the kingdom of God! The battle to the death is before us, and the fire will burn!…
Warriors of Totonac! We must carry the souls of our ancestors to fight the most powerful enemy!…
We will evoke the heroic spirits of the tribe, evoke the courage and strength of the past, and go to the seaside to find...
We must find the most evil wolf flag, shout the most heroic voice, and make the final and most unyielding roar toward the Mexica’s God of Death!…”
At this point, Priest Pap raised his head, gritted his teeth, and waved the magic staff in his hand toward the western coast!
"Attack! Attack! Attack!!...The fleet attacks and raids under the Mexica's Temple of Death! That is the last hope of all the Totonac tribe!...For the sake of the gods, ancestors and tribes, let us fight to the death.
, let the powerful Mexica people also hear the cry of our souls and know our unyielding strength!..."
Hearing such heroic shouts, the hidden snake priests and warrior leaders of the fleet could not help but shout excitedly. Soon, the crowd on the shore also joined in, and the sad elegy turned into passionate shouts, echoing throughout the
Up in the sky!
"Attack! Attack! Attack!!...Attack to His Highness the Mexica to the death, and fight to the death!"
Amidst the thunderous shouts, Timber Wolf Ma Yakun was wearing the warrior uniform of his personal guard and a wooden helmet that covered his face. He stood among the warriors on the flagship and was not noticeable at all. At this moment, he stared at God with wide eyes.
Priest Pappu, who was brave and fearless on the stage and led the crowd in shouting, was dumbfounded. After a while, he finally couldn't help it and cursed in a low voice.
"Damn it! This thick-skinned and shameless old fox!... If this guy meets His Highness, then the status of us generals will probably be moved back one more..."
With the sea breeze hunting, more than two thousand navy troops set off westward, bringing with them twelve large ships, one or two hundred small boats, as well as all the warriors, sailors and shipwrights. When the ships rowed westward, they swayed in a circle
The undulating ripples are like falling into everyone's hearts.
The tragic song is generous, and the entire Totonac Navy is following the orders of Priest Papu, and based on reliable intelligence, they will raid the Supreme Commander of Mexico, His Highness the God of Death, Xilote, who is stationed on the seaside of the Fireworks Mountain.
But at this moment, everyone was shouting loudly, but the thoughts passing through their hearts were completely different!
"Blessed by the gods and ancestors! Bring seven days of food and make a desperate raid! As long as the Mexica His Highness is captured, the Mexica army will retreat! This is the last chance for the city-state and the tribe, and it is worthy of glory.
Samurai, fight with your life for once!..."
The devout Hidden Snake warriors and tribal warriors are all determined to die to find the last chance. They hold their heads high and their chests high, their expressions are as solemn as a sacrifice, and their eyes are full of expectation and hope. As for the bow of the ship,
As for the warrior leaders, most of them prayed alone, and their eyes flashed a little.
"The blessing of the ancestors! Priest Papu has already said... As long as the last raid is carried out, it will be worthy of the priests of the Hidden Snake Holy City, the tribe and the ancestors!... And if the momentum is not good and there is no hope of results... then disperse
Flee east, regroup in the Red Lake Town area, and seek refuge in the Mayan city-states along the coast... When escaping, rowing an unobtrusive boat will actually have a greater chance of survival!..."
As for the backbone of the big ship, the warriors and sailors of the tribes migrating eastward have always remained silent. They were vaguely informed of the news, and even if they didn't know much, they already understood that this time they were going westward.
A pure sneak attack...the leaders seem to have other plans...
The mighty fleet headed west, taking advantage of the vast darkness of night, passing by the sea outside the Hidden Snake Holy City without trying to get closer. Looking from a distance on the ship, continuous tents surrounded the shadows, and large fires were on the coast.
Border patrol. From the distribution of these camps and firelights, it can be clearly seen that thousands of Mexica legions have surrounded Hidden Snake City from three sides and completely controlled the important places and passages outside the city-state.
"Send two small boats and take advantage of the darkness to tell the priests in the city! The navy is making a desperate attack to raid His Highness the Mexica... Ask them to pray for us in the temple!... Well, let's contact you again if you want to escape.
The divine nobles are the ones who have been contacting us..."
Priest Papu narrowed his eyes, looked at the besieged Holy City of Hidden Snake, and quietly laid a secret plan. Then, in the name of maintaining concealment, he let the fleet row through the night without making any stops.
The long night at sea passed silently, and the fire on the shore never stopped. The Mexica army continued to move towards the east. And this Totonac navy was the only force heading westward!
It was windy and rainy, and the entire fleet traveled day and night. In two days and two nights, they traveled three hundred miles, and finally came from the water village of Sunrise Village to the coast on the east side of the Great Fireworks Mountain. They were very "lucky" along the way, and there were no encounters.
Any blocking enemy boats might not even be discovered by Mexica scouts. When the fleet arrived at the foot of Mount Sacred Mountain, they saw a towering flag of the Black Wolf King flying on the water village on the coast!
"Blessed by the gods and ancestors! His Highness the Mexica is here!"
"The ancestors have appeared! His Highness Mexica doesn't have many guards! They are about the same number as us!"
Seeing the appearance of Wang Qi, the hidden snake warriors in the fleet burst into excited cheers. Before setting off, they had imagined many possibilities, but they never expected that everything would go so smoothly!
"Didi! Didi!"
Seeing the appearance of the fleet at sea, the warning sound of conch horns immediately sounded from Qingshi's water village. Then, the gate of the water village suddenly opened, and groups of warriors filed out, setting up erected towers on the hills on the shore.
An exceptionally tall royal flag.
Then, two thousand armored warriors, their armor clanking and solemnly, formed a neat array to fight and attack. And a king wearing a golden cloth-covered bronze armor, surrounded by many personal guards, boarded the small
Qiu appeared under the flag of the Black Wolf King. He looked at the fleet on the sea, closed his left eye again, took out a long brass tube from his arms, and put it in front of his right eye for a while.
Then he nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right! God's blessing! Twelve big ships... He finally arrived as promised!..."
