Aztec Immortal - Chapter 181
Chapter 179 Siege of the city in October, the world shakes (2)
The stone castle of the king’s garrison is located on the top of a hill nearly 100 meters away. The terrain is extremely dangerous and it is the core of the southern defense line. The watchtower on the fort is the highest point in this area, and it is condescending here, and the battle situation can be seen at a glance.
The clear sun shone on the top of the majestic stone castle, and the garrisoned warriors saluted the supreme king. The breeze swayed over the wooden watchtower, the flags of the three gods stretched with the wind, and the eagle flags of the royal family fluttered. In the center of the watchtower, there is a king’s banner that has been passed down for hundreds of years, which has been passed down from the hands of the first ancestor Talia Kuri to this day.
Su Angua stood under the banner and looked up silently. The royal eagle with its wings spread is flying on the banner of glory. Immediately, he looked towards the front line of the battle with a broad mind. In front of you are rolling hills, covered with tall green trees, spreading towards the majestic Eastern Mountains. Beside the hills and rivers, there are stone castles and wooden villages in the mountains. Alternating and approaching, the flags of kingdoms and alliances fly across the unforgiving battlefield.
At this moment, the sound of fighting came from the distant wind, mixed with mournful howls from time to time, declaring the cruelty of the battle. In front of the hilly stone fort at the forefront, a high platform built of soil can be seen faintly. Archers from both sides shot arrows at each other and died alternately. From time to time, warriors fell from great heights and twisted into strange shapes on the ground, adding new dyes to the earth.
On the ground, the Mexica warriors held their shields high, pointed at the stone-throwing arrows at the top of the city, and lifted long wooden ladders and bamboo ladders, and suddenly climbed up to the top of the city again. Immediately, the warriors armed with battle sticks rushed forward with wild shouts, fought with the militiamen gathered in the city, and then fell silently. Usually, a Mexica warrior can always rely on the cotton armor of his shield to forcibly kill several militiamen, and then he is pierced by a bronze spear that strikes from nowhere, and his soul returns to the kingdom of God.
And when the longbows outside the fortress fired concentratedly, dozens of Tarasco militiamen died immediately, and a certain gap was immediately tight. Under the leadership of the jaguar nobles, the Mexica warriors took the opportunity to climb up, erecting their shields and gathering more and more. Facing the critical moment, the military nobles of the kingdom set an example, leading the prepared Tarasco warriors, brandishing bronze spears to charge first, and facing the elite enemy army first. Then, the vassal tribal leaders followed, leading the Tekos warriors with tattooed faces and tattoos, brandishing stone hammers and copper spears, and roaring to join the battle group.
These warriors also wearing battle armor fought fiercely, shouting the names of gods, and went to different kingdoms of gods. The battle clubs on both sides smashed the head, the copper spear pierced the chest and abdomen, and the stone hammer broke the shoulder, and they fell together with their arms around each other. Corpses kept rolling down the top of the city, and some of them fell into the fortress, and clever militiamen stepped forward. They tore apart their arms that were still warm, took off their blood-stained armor, and put them on themselves to increase any chance of survival.
However, in the eyes of the king, these little figures who are still fighting are nothing but tens of thousands of ants struggling under the throne. Their fate has long been doomed!
“There used to be more than 10,000 warriors and 30,000 militiamen on the southern front. I brought 2,000 bronze axe guards, 5,000 elite spear militiamen, and 5,000 barbarian mercenaries who were good at fighting. The Tekos from the south came to support 10,000 tribal warriors. The lake area then sent another 20,000 militiamen. This is 23,000 warriors, 10,000 elite militiamen, and 50,000 city guard militiamen!”
Su Angua’s heart agitated, what a huge army this is, enough to rule the world.
Suddenly, there was a series of bangs, accompanied by cheers from the Mexica. The king looked up again, and saw the enemy’s huge wooden beast, throwing a series of heavy stone bombs. The flying stone bullets were inaccurate, and by chance they landed on the top of the city, knocking down several defending enemy troops. The actual damage caused by the stone bullets was actually not that great, but under the stone bullets weighing tens of kilograms, the whole body of the deceased was broken, which was extremely miserable. Facing the roar of the wooden beast, the morale of the militiamen suddenly dropped.
When Su Angua thought of the army on the opposite side, his heart felt heavy again, and a mountain of pressure fell on his shoulders.
“Since the battle in June, the strength of my troops has been lost by nearly a quarter. Five thousand warriors and fifteen thousand militiamen have been killed on the southern front! The longbowmen’s earth platform and small wooden villages can’t hold on for too long, so they can only rely on the stone fort with the superior terrain to hold on.”
“Around several key fortresses, the kingdom invested 13,000 warriors and 30,000 ordinary militiamen to fight the Mexica. The army suffered hundreds of casualties every day, and the food and grass consumed was calculated at 100,000 catties!”
The young king looked dignified and resolute. There is firm confidence in his eyebrows, and he is not afraid of all fighting.
“My battle flag is here, and the southern line is as stable as the towering Chorollo volcano! Even with new weapons, the Mexica warriors will definitely suffer casualties. Such an offensive will never last long! The first Hundreds of imitation longbows have been put into battle, let the Mexica have a taste of their own weapons!”
Thinking of this, Su Angua let out a long roar, and looked towards the far east. As far as he could see, he could vaguely see another tall stone fort, where the flag of the King of Mexica was flying high.
King Avit sat calmly in the main hall of the stone castle, opening the book in his hand. He looked calm, indifferent to the brutal fighting outside. The specific battle on the front line is planned by the experienced commander Iscarli, and then the loyal general Stanley is in charge. The king only needs to wait patiently.
“Wang Qi is here to encourage the warriors to fight forward, and there will be death and no life!”
The king looked at the book, silently counting the casualties of each warrior battalion, thinking faintly.
“In the early days of the war, Iscari’s advancement was smooth. After June, the battle became more and more difficult. The enemy’s king’s flag arrived in August, and it was difficult to advance on the front line. It’s really a repeat of the past!”
Avit smiled lightly, the past was gone with the wind. Now, he has finally mastered the huge power of the alliance, and he is the party with absolute advantage.
“Two thousand meritorious nobles, 30,000 soldiers directly under the royal family, and 13,000 southern city-state legions. The Southern Army has a total of 45,000 warriors! After the autumn harvest, 20,000 militiamen were recruited to the front line to build siege equipment and archery High platform. 40,000 militiamen transport grain and grass, set up villages layer by layer to transport, the grain road is as stable as the towering Husco volcano!”
“More importantly, the Western Expedition has the call of the gods, the support of the elders and the high priest, and the participation of the nobles who are eager to entrust! The warriors can withstand higher casualties and maintain high morale. Even though six thousand warriors and eight thousand militia have been lost, the alliance will continue to fight until the final victory!”
“With the support of new weapons, the casualties of attacking the fortress will be maintained at an acceptable ratio. How long can the current Kingdom of Tarasco last?”
Thinking of this, the king finally looked to the west, looked at the faintly visible King Tarasco’s banner, and smiled slightly.
At this time, Avitt did not know the battle situation of the North Route Army, nor had he heard of the huge water battle. He planned the war situation in the south, dealt with countless general affairs, and also thought about the sneak attack by detour.
A few days later, messengers from the capital in the lake arrived in a hurry. The king stood up in shock and asked loudly.
“Win the water battle?!”
“Yes. In the battle of Lake Uriria, the Tarasco Navy ceased to exist, and the upper and lower Leman Rivers are owned by the Alliance!”
“Is it really such a big victory?”
Avit repeated again in disbelief. He is well aware of the power of the Tarasco Navy and the century-old heritage of the “Crocodile” family.
“The commander of the Navy told the story in person in the capital! Your Highness is brave and fearless, commanding the battle with the arrow behind him, and the new longitudinal rocket has played a miraculous role!”
“Sholot is injured? How is the injury?”
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There was a rare tension on the king’s face.
“I heard that there is no serious problem. His Highness has sent troops to the south to surround the Hekou Fortress!”
Hearing this, Avit’s expression relaxed, and then he laughed loudly, with an extremely carefree heart.
“Okay, great! My young eagle has finally grown up, spreading its pitch-black wings, and soaring in the vast sky! The land in the lake, the city of hummingbirds, will be owned by the Alliance!”
With the king laughing, many nobles bowed down to congratulate. The warriors looked yearning, revering His Highness in the North, and thinking about the future of victory. In the shadow of the throne, there is only the silent intelligence officer.
And hundreds of miles away in the east, a real baby eagle fluttered its wings for the first time. It hovered in the sky for a moment, overlooking the magnificent capital city in the lake for the first time, and issued a proud “Yo Yo” tweet. After a while, the little golden eagle flew down from the fan, flew back to the king’s palace, and landed on the shoulder of the girl in white.
Little Avelot shouted “Yo Yo” again. It tilted its head, looked at the various herbs in the girl’s hands, and was not interested in plants with strange smells. So, the little golden eagle tilted his neck and rubbed the girl’s cheek with his soft hair, with a natural pride on his face.
“That’s great. Little Avelot, you can finally fly!”
Alyssa smiled, put down the prepared herbal medicine, and reached out to grab the cute eagle into her arms. Meng Diao didn’t resist either, but instead lingered in the girl’s arms, continuing to sing loudly from time to time.
“Okay, okay. I know you are very good! You are as good as Shulot! He just won a big victory in the north. Little Avelot, you fly very fast, when can you help me go What about him?”
The girl in white gently stroked Meng Diao’s little head, and turned to look northwest. Missing is like a flying bird, flying away across thousands of rivers and mountains, and I don’t know when it will fly there, and it falls into his heart softly.
In the temple area not far away, the high priest was smiling, showing rare ease. The North Route Army overwhelmed all the military forces in the Holy City, and also invested half of the temple guards. The huge pressure kept him awake at night. At this moment, he summoned the elders of the Twelve Priests, as well as the royal branch supporting the Northern Route Army, and had a hearty feast in the splendid priest hall.
“The supreme Lord God, bless the pious king, and promise supreme victory! All holy elders, all noble nobles, let us raise our glasses together and congratulate the Northern Route Army on their great victory!”
After speaking the meaningful congratulations, the high priest smiled and looked at the crowd, waiting for everyone’s public statement.
“Blessings from the Lord God, congratulations to the king!” This was the priest and elder who favored the king.
“The Lord God blesses, congratulations to Your Highness!” This was the elder priest who was leaning towards His Highness.
“The lord god blesses, congratulations to the king!” This is ambiguous nonsense.
“The lord god blesses, congratulations to the present king, and congratulations to the future king!” This is the royal branch that really comes from the same line.
The voice of congratulations gradually drifted away, and came to the fleet on Lake Texcoco. The captain of the navy, Anatri, stood proudly on the bow, with the newly painted flag behind him. On the flag, a long river runs westward, and several large characters are written in the east, which is “the source of the Leman River”!
The female warrior waved her hand away to the tall and thin quartermaster Bergiley on the shore. She waved her spear flag again and shouted loudly.
“The sailors set off! Go to Xilotepec City!”
More than a hundred large boats and hundreds of small boats started slowly. They were loaded with a whole ship of food, and headed to the important town in the north to meet the reinforcements that had been promised for half a year.
And in the important northern town, in the former palace of the descendants of the Otomi gods, General “Jaguar” Othello, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth without saying a word. On his body was the murderous aura that had just returned from the battle in the north, and it seemed that there was blood that could not be wiped away.
The northern general thought for a long time before sighing softly.
“Since the water battle is won, the siege of the city is only a matter of time. Your Highness’s general situation has come! The situation is such that the Northern Route Army is short of troops to besiege the city, and there is no risk of damage in the war. It is reasonable to rush at this time. Both the royal family and the royal family are counted. There is an explanation!”
Thinking of this, Othello finally shouted loudly.
“Personal guards, go and call the envoys of the Northern Route Army to discuss reinforcements!”
Changfeng traveled thousands of miles, passed through the shaking world, and returned to the mouth of the Leman River again, only to see a piece of chill.
The morning sun fell on the fortified estuary fortress, illuminating the weary warriors and militiamen on the fort wall, and a newly made “crocodile” banner. On the top of the city, there are traces of damage and burning everywhere, and there is a silent silence. Only when the people who delivered the food came to the top of the city, sporadic greetings suddenly sounded.
Outside the fortress at the mouth of the river, the defensive wooden fence is full of gaps, the moat in the east has been filled in most of the sections, and sporadic earthen platforms have been built outside the city wall in the south. The newly built siege camp of the Mexica Army has firmly surrounded the land to the east and south.
In the huge siege camp, the Mexica warriors prepared for a new day of fighting, the peasants began to repair the damaged shield carts, the carpenters replaced the parts of small trebuchets, and the gunpowder artisans carefully made flammable catapults. Paper fireball. The battle preparations for the siege were so methodical that the Mexica Legion took the absolute tactical initiative without worrying about the attack from the defenders.
After a while, the curling smoke gradually rose. The camp was full of boiling noise, and the aroma of food wafted in the air. This is the breakfast before the battle, and it will not fill the samurai.
In the camp, Shulot raised the banner of the black wolf and stood on the high platform of the marshal. He stared at the bluestone city wall, recalled the recent battles, and remained silent in deep thought.
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