Aztec Eternals

The day passed by in a hurry, and it was dark again in a blink of an eye. Bonfires were lit on the extended ridge, which stretched for miles. A dozen tribes and thousands of dog-born warriors camped out in the open, sleeping peacefully in a mixture of darkness and fire, like camps of ministries mingled together.

The dew is cold and mossy, and the evening wind is silent. In the silent night, Alan woke up suddenly. Like a vigilant lynx, she straightened up abruptly and looked around. She already had a sharp obsidian dagger in her hand.

"Well?."

There was nothing around but tribal redheads sleeping in grass burrows. During the day, the Mexica camp at the foot of the mountain held a grand sacrificial ceremony, and mysterious prayers echoed throughout the day. The tribal fighters had been on guard nervously for a whole day, and they were all sleeping soundly at this moment. Farther away, there were a few scouts on guard at the edge of the camp, and they didn't know which tribe they belonged to.

Alan was a little puzzled. She touched her forehead and didn't feel sick. The girl hunter looked around the back camp again, her gaze paused.

In the gloom of night, a man leaned against a short tree a dozen steps away, almost blending with the tree. Alan narrowed his eyes, and silently touched the hunting bow.

"Alan, it's me."

A familiar voice came, and the man raised his head, exposing his mutilated left ear.

"Daddy?"

Alan breathed a sigh of relief. Arched on her back, she stood up and approached.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

"I was a little uneasy and woke up very early."

Amosi frowned, but his eyes looked at the mountains on both sides, as if to see through the deep darkness. The intuition of more than ten years of scouting made him smell the danger, but he couldn't tell where it came from.

"I don't feel right."

"Huh? Dad, I can't sleep either."

Alan wrinkled his little nose and sniffed carefully. The smell of dogs was still the same in the wind.

"What's wrong?"

".have no idea."

"Is it the spell the Mexica chanted during the day that cast a spell on us?"

".Not like. Everyone else slept soundly."

Amoshi shook his head. Alan is an excellent hunter trained by him, and he also has a beast-like intuition. If both feel wrong, it must not be an illusion. Chief Red Crow walked out a few steps irritably. More than a hundred tribal redheads are here, mixed with other ordinary tribes, neither organized nor familiar with each other. Only a small part of the fence wall of the rear camp was repaired.

Amoxi looked again at the wall where the bonfire was swaying, and finally made up his mind.

"Alan, wake up the soldiers. I'll take a few experienced red-haired scouts to patrol outside!"

"Okay, Dad, you can go at ease!"

Alan nodded firmly, and immediately went to work.

Without hesitation, Amoxi took six or seven elite redheads and walked towards the edge of the forest. When the group passed the bonfire, they greeted a dozen soldiers on guard.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Ah, where are you going so late?"

"I ate too much raw corn and worms, and I have a stomachache. Go outside in the woods and deal with it."

".so many people?"

"Hmm. Both are uncomfortable."

Amosi responded with a few words casually. The fire was dim and shadowy, and a dozen soldiers gathered together. Chief Red Crow glanced at the soldiers on duty at night, and asked calmly.

"Which tribe are you from?"

"Red Rabbit. Our camp is just south."

The red-haired captain who led the answer was straightforward without any hesitation. He looked at Amoxi and asked.

"what about you?"

"Red Crow."

"Red Crow?"

The fire flickered, and the shadows came. The red-haired captain's eyes flashed, fluctuating a little.

When Amoxi heard the question, he explained again.

"We are tribes who fled from the valley in the west, and we haven't been to the east for long."

"oh."

The two stopped talking. Before leaving, Amoxi glanced at it, and vaguely felt that the captain was familiar, but he didn't see it clearly.

"Quack!"

The moon shadow and the stars are sparse, and the short-billed crows are singing in the sparse forest, with a hint of ominous meaning. Amosi didn't go very far. He lay on the ground, looked at the traces on the grass, and listened to the birdsong not far away, and he felt a little settled.

"There is no trace of a large group of enemies lurking. Could it be that I have really been under the Mexica spell?"

Amoxi shook his head, stretched out his hand to pluck a handful of leaves, and smiled at the following elites.

"Since everyone has come out, let's solve it on the spot. Go back and get a good night's sleep."

The group of people are all veterans, and after relaxing for a while, they walked back in a hurry. Soon, the night watch team appeared in front of everyone again. Amoxi habitually looked at it for a moment, then was startled suddenly.

"How many people were there at night watch?"

Amoxi turned to look at the guard next to him.

"Three palms?"

The guard is not sure either.

"There are at least five palms now!"

Amoshi narrowed his eyes, a little serious. The night was dark, just the darkness before dawn. At this time, the soldiers slept the most. How could there be so many people joining the night duty?

"Uh, maybe it's for a rotation."

The guard scratched his head, feeling that the chief was a little too suspicious.

"Bring out your weapons."

Amosi waved his hand, took off the stone spear behind his back, and hid it behind his back with one hand. The team stopped for a moment, took off their weapons, and continued towards the night watch team.

The group of dog-born warriors who watched the night seemed to have been paying attention to this place. At this time, under the leadership of the leader, they also stood up, quietly left the edge of the camp, and walked towards Amosi. Under the dim moonlight, the two teams got closer and closer, and both found the weapons in each other's hands and the hostility in their eyes.

"The new chieftain of the Red Crow, Amoxi?"

Seeing the stone spear in the opponent's hand, Miwa grinned, showing sharp teeth. He held a hunting bow in his hand, and was wearing loose cloth armor, with a pair of leather armor under the cloth armor. Behind him, there were nearly thirty elite fighters, surrounding each other from three sides.

"You are really alert. No wonder you left us with the red fox and escaped from the valley first!"

There was hatred in Miwa's words.

"Who are you."

Amoxi stopped alertly. He looked at the few people behind him, and then at the dark camp not far away, he was in a dilemma. He tried his best to recognize the face of the other party, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. The last time they met, it was just before dawn, and together they surrounded and suppressed the infiltrating Palmers warriors!

"You are the guard of the red frog, Miwa!"

Amosi held the stone spear and took two steps back in shock.

"Why are you here?! Red frog tribe, not already."

Having said that, Amoxi suddenly realized. His heart trembled, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"You actually came to the camp to sneak attack for the cactus tribe!"

"Smart. I just like killing smart people."

Miwa gritted her teeth, and the killing intent on her face became more and more fierce. He raised his hunting bow and was about to strike at any moment.

Amoxi's brain was running rapidly, and he struggled to squeeze a smile on his face. Instead of yelling loudly to remind the camp and provoke the opponent to do something, he lowered his voice.

"Brother Miwa, we are all tribes in the wasteland, fighting together in the valley! That day the red frog tribe was in danger, and it was Ivikan and I who gave our lives to save the red frog camp. We are all old friends. There is some friendship. The Red Crow tribe was also abandoned by the red fox, and even the old chief was lost. Everyone has struggled all the way to this day, just to survive, for the continuation of the tribe. Why do you work so hard for the brutal Aztecs? ?”

After hearing these words, Miwa's expression changed, and his expression softened a little. Amosi continued to persuade.

"Brother Miwa, you are a true warrior! Among the three tribes in the valley, the Red Frog Tribe is the best at fighting, and even defeated the general of the Cactus Tribe! Chief Chichika loves warriors the most, and I can say something in front of him. Recommended for you as long as you go to the big boss"

"Damn! Amoxi, I will never betray the chief, let alone kill him!"

Miwa was suddenly furious and interrupted Amoshi's words. Amosi's spine felt a chill, and he heard Miwa shout.

"The Great Chief Death God has already prayed to the powerful Lord God! The divine power is manipulating the irresistible thunder and flames, which are about to fall from the sky! The entire Red Dog Alliance will be destroyed by the Lord God tonight! I"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by Miwa's low roar, four terrifying roars suddenly exploded in the valley, like a world-ending thunder!

"ah!"

After the thunder, there was an instant of silence between heaven and earth. Then, there was a sudden terrifying cry, rising in the camp that was several miles long.

"The gods of the cactus tribe have come!"

"The sky burns the mountain, and the gods destroy the world!"

"Run away!"

The shout suddenly boiled! More than a dozen huge fireballs rose from the Mexica camp, rolled and attacked the front camp in the mountains, like a magic spell from the gods! Then, hundreds of rockets hit, like a meteor shower piercing the night. The rockets fell from the sky and shot into a large area of ​​the camp, igniting countless grass nests!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were four more terrifying roars, shaking the hearts of all the dog descendants. The shouts all around became more and more chaotic and terrifying, like boiling water. But for a moment, the entire dog-born camp fell into hysterical panic. Countless canine warriors woke up from their sleep. They ran wildly in fright, and were attacked by unknown people, and began to slash and kill each other crazily, howling like beasts. The terrifying roar suddenly erupted, like a raging flood, no one could stop it!