Aztec Eternals

"Shhhhhh!."

The lasing crossbow bolts are like birds, suppressing the hunters on the wall. Nearly ten dog-born warriors were shot in the body by arrows, and fell from a high place, screaming miserably. Then, the sound of "bang bang" came from the rocks, and the screams stopped completely.

"Ah, the bows and arrows of the Mexica are so powerful when they shoot from the back!"

Alan leaned down nervously, hiding in the corner between the mountain wall and the wall of the village. The crossbow of death shot past her head, and landed in the camp behind her, making an "aggressive" sound of entering the wood, and from time to time there were wailing wailings from the wounded. She clenched her hunting bow uneasily, and her mouth felt very dry. Although she was used to small-scale battles and had hunted and killed more than a dozen warriors from hostile tribes, this was her first time participating in a battlefield with tens of thousands of people.

"Alan, it's okay! This location is very good. As long as you hide well, the bows and arrows of the Mexica cannot be shot. As long as their warriors rush up, the bows and arrows will stop!"

The young militiaman Chippawa whispered comfort. Alan turned his head and saw that Chippawa was already flexibly lying behind the wall. He put the spear horizontally by his feet, pushed a huge round rock in his hand, and was peeking down from the gap between the wall and the rock. Then he let out a nervous growl.

"They're coming up!"

"Boom boom! Boom boom!"

The passionate battle drums are beating repeatedly, inspiring the spirit of the warriors, and sending down the command to charge! Two thousand Ottopan warriors held up their large shields, divided into several teams, and charged towards the wall one by one. The hunters on the wall also started to fight back, and the bone arrows rained down like a shower, hitting the shield aggressively. Soon, the first team of 500 warriors rushed within 30 steps despite the rain of arrows. Howling, the pioneer warriors began to climb the last steep slope.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Thousands of red-haired hunters stuck their heads out and continued to shoot arrows fiercely! At this distance, their shooting accuracy is terrifying, and every arrow hits the vital point. The climbing warriors couldn't cover their bodies with their shields, so they were shot in the head and face, howling and rolling down the ramp.

However, in two or three rounds of arrow rain, more than a hundred warriors were killed! And when the pioneer warrior climbed up the steep slope and approached the wall of the village, another heavy stone fell on his head, and the head was broken and bleeding. After a short while of brutal upward attack, the first group of warriors began to waver. Some warriors even stopped on the steep slope and raised their wooden shields to defend in place.

"The supervising team goes forward, and those who retreat die! Continue to charge and dedicate yourself to the Lord God!"

Giova, wearing heavy armor and wielding a baton, stood at the foot of the steep slope in front of the camp. He roared loudly and personally supervised the battle with his longbow guards.

"Kill the greedy dogborn and take back our land!"

"Kill the Dogborn! Take back the land!"

The second team of 500 warriors responded with the shout, and then charged to the death. The bone arrows on the camp fell from a height, becoming more and more fierce. Many red-haired hunters aimed at Ziova, who was in charge of the battle, and quickly shot his cloth mask into hedgehog skin.

"Advance twenty steps and shoot at the wall!"

Balda also got angry. He held up his shield and personally led the crossbowmen forward. The crossbowmen approached and shot a round of arrows, killing more than a dozen red-haired hunters. The hunters fought back fiercely, shooting down several crossbowmen. Immediately, the crossbowmen on both sides began to shoot at each other, and the rain of arrows alternated in the air. Under the cover of the crossbowmen, the second group of warriors quickly approached the wall, and the third group of warriors then charged.

"Whoosh!"

Alan popped his head out, squinted his eyes, and shot an arrow quickly. A climbing Ottopan warrior covered his cheek and rolled down the mountain with his head raised. His shield fell, hitting the warrior behind him. The man was startled, and then continued to grit his teeth and climb!

"Their morale is very high!"

Alan glanced worriedly, then fell down behind the wall.

"call out!"

A sharp crossbow grazed her red hair and hit the mountain wall, making a powerful "bang". The strength of the crossbow bolt was exhausted, and the bullet landed in the camp behind.

"Alan, are you okay?"

Anxious shouts came from the side. Alan turned his head to look, and saw Chippawa lying motionless on the spot, still pushing the huge rock, with only half of his face exposed.

"Chippawa, what are you doing?"

Alan blinked suspiciously.

"I'm...throwing stones."

Chippawa hesitated to answer.

"Okay! The Otomi are climbing up! Archery is too dangerous, I'll throw stones with you!"

Alan moved swiftly and climbed to the rock in two steps. She squinted her eyes, looked in the direction of the Otomi warriors, and pushed the boulder down without hesitation!

".Alan!"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

A dull impact sounded from under the wall of the village, accompanied by the muffled sound of bones breaking. Then, the sound of impacts continued to come, as well as the exclamations of the warriors. The boulder rolled down the steep slope all the way, at an increasing speed, and with an irresistible power, it rushed straight to Giova, who was supervising the battle.

"Damn it!"

Giova was covered in arrows and remained motionless. However, when the boulder hit, he finally couldn't hold back. The Coyote Prince roared and fell to the side like a hound.

"boom!!"

The boulder knocked down a longbow guard, making a tooth-piercing crash. Then the boulder rolled over the bodyguard, smashed into the gentle mountain road, and sank deeply into the soil. The guard spurted blood from his mouth, his chest was sunken, and he seemed to be dead.

Giova got up from the ground in fear. Furious, he swung his baton and pointed at the wall where the boulder fell.

"Longbow bodyguard, shoot me!"

"Ah, ah!"

The rain of arrows shuttled alternately, taking away the lives of the archers. The rocks rolled down, knocking down the bodies of the warriors. And the howling of the dying echoed continuously in the mountains, just like an increasingly brutal fight.

On a steep slope one or two miles wide, the Ottopan warriors paid a heavy price and finally reached the wall. With red eyes, they waved the weapons in their hands and fought against the thousands of dog descendants defending!

"kill!"

Several warriors climbed up the low wall near the mountain wall, their backs pressed against each other, and they fought with the first tribal warriors. Although this place is remote, Prince Giova has appointed to attack here, and there are not many enemies defending it.

A brave warrior swung his baton and beheaded three dog-born in a row. Then, a sneak attacking stone spear struck from the side and was blocked by the shield of his companion behind him. The brave warrior tilted his head slightly, and with a sweep of his baton, knocked down the sneak attacking warrior.

"Pfft!"

The companion behind him took a step forward, stabbed out the copper spear, and pierced into the fallen enemy. Then the copper spear was pulled out, and Da Peng's blood was splashed everywhere.

Chippawa's face was splattered with blood, and he was shaking with a spear in his hand. His footsteps were vain, and he stepped back unconsciously. In the eyes of a samurai, this kind of flinching can most arouse the opponent's killing intent. The brave warrior gave a grimace, swung his baton, and strode forward.

"kill!"

The fierce baton slashed across the air, making a low howling sound of piercing through the air, but it slashed through the air. The brave warrior raised his brows, and the young dog-born in front of him was so frivolous that he suddenly sat down on the ground in fright, causing him to lose his hand. But it doesn't matter, the enemy who sat down closed his eyes without any resistance, just waiting to die.

The warrior grinned cruelly, and turned his baton. He aimed at the enemy's neck and was about to slash it down.

"Whoosh!"

A precise feather arrow struck and pierced deeply into his neck. The brave warrior uttered "ho ho" twice, then lost all strength and sat down on the ground as well. Chippawa met the samurai face to face, and then burst into a scream.

"Ah! Ah!"

The young militiamen took up their spears and stabbed desperately at the dead warrior. The dog-born warriors behind finally came to support and engaged the remaining samurai. Alan looked at Chippawa for a moment, shook his head, but said nothing. She raised her hunting bow again, aiming at the enemy who was close at hand.

Fighting for half a moment, there are many casualties. The third group of warriors climbed to the top of the wall, shouting, and were repulsed by the fiercely resisting dogs. A large number of entangled corpses were left on the wall, and the brutal fighting stopped for a while,

"Shhhhhh!"

The roaring crossbow arrows struck again, killing the hunter on the wall. Then, under Giova's strict order, the fourth team of warriors will continue to charge!