Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 731 - 395 Black Wolf Kill

Chapter 731: Chapter 395 Black Wolf Kill

The howling of monkeys and the disturbance of vipers were accompanied by distant wolf howls carried by the wind. In Hand Snake City in the southwestern mountains, the Noble Chiefs were in a state of panic.

Just half a day ago, over a thousand Tekos heading north to support were ambushed thirty miles north of the city by enemies. Thousands of barbarians from the north burst out of the undulating woods, launching a sudden attack on the Tekos warriors. With their hair dyed red and emitting chilling howls, they terrified the tribal civilians. They fired precise Feathered Arrows, killing the lead chieftain and sowing chaos and fear. Flanking from the sides, their numbers growing, they struck at the vulnerable flanks... The warriors could only resist for a quarter of an hour before their forces completely collapsed!

More than four hundred in the front ranks were caught by the barbarians, either killed or captured; over three hundred in the middle ranks scattered into the forests, pursued relentlessly; only about two hundred in the rear guard managed to escape swiftly back to the city, bringing with them the dire news of the enemy attack.

"Barbarians from the north, how could they appear here?!"

"They are shouting that the Great Chief is dead, defeated in battle, and tens of thousands of the Royal Army are moving south to attack..."

"Impossible! The Great Chief only set out half a month ago, how could he be defeated so quickly? It’s the roar of the Red Monkey, a frightening trick!"

"...but the tribespeople are terrified. The Great Chief took all the elite warriors, leaving the city extremely vulnerable!"

"Quickly send an Envoy, summon the warriors from all tribes within the city!"

"Yes, yes! We must also send people to the surrounding villages, gather the scattered thousands of tribespeople back into the city!"

"Sixty miles to the south, there are two thousand southern warriors assembling! They come from villages along the Salty Lake, including hundreds of elites. We need to send someone there, quickly bring them here!"

"Yes! I’m heading south now!"

"Ah! I will go with you..."

The heart of the small city was the tribal Chieftain’s great hall, a broad open-roofed wooden hut. The walls of the hut were adorned with various fierce animal heads and durable crude cotton blankets. The Noble Chiefs were gathered in the great hall, anxiously engaged in heated discussions.

The appearance of the barbarians from the north was too sudden, leaving Hand Snake City utterly unprepared. Now, with the surrounding villages not yet summoned, there were fewer than two thousand warriors in the small city and seven thousand women and children... Discussing this, several agile Noble Chiefs immediately prepared to leave the city heading south, personally going into the mountains to "request reinforcements".

"It’s too late! The barbarians are already at the city gates!"

"What, so quickly?!"

The Noble Chiefs looked at each other in astonishment, disbelieving. But soon, a deep horn sound rose from the north, followed by organized wolf howls.

"Woo!... Woo!..."

"Awoooo! Awoooo!..."

Black Wolf Torc stepped out from the woods, looking at the small city in front of him, howling exhilaratingly. The boiling intent to kill surged in his chest, exciting him so much that his hair stood on end.

Behind Black Wolf, Red Monkey Ozoma gasped for breath, exhausted, while Deer Masate excitedly swung his Stone Spear. Further back, six or seven hundred red-haired Hunters wearing Leather Armor, carrying Longbows and equipped with Copper Arrows. More than two thousand Guajili warriors wearing Cotton Armor and carrying sharp Bronze Short Spears continuously emerged from the mountain paths and forests. Many of the Guajili warriors’ Short Spears were skewered with still-dripping, bloodied heads, striking terror into their enemies.

Hand Snake City, located in the southwestern mountains, was 250 miles away from Apachigan City. The first hundred miles lay across the Apa Plain, while the remaining one hundred and fifty miles followed the river mountain path. Turning southwest at the village of Tiqulu Kan (today Taixtán) and following the Tiqulu Kan River, one could directly reach the valley beneath Hand Snake City.

The seven thousand-strong Guajili Legion, having forcefully levied a supply of food from the surrounding villages of Apa City, marched westwards. Covering seventy miles in two days across the Apa Plain, they initially made contact with the scouts from the tribe of Chieftain Kimari. Black Wolf, relying on the mobility advantage of the Canine Descendants, retreated slightly and avoided engaging with the opposing main force. He took all the red-haired Hunters and left 4,000 Canine Warriors with Red Frog Keka to continue entangling with Kimari’s combined tribal forces.

Then, leading four thousand of the legion, Black Wolf truly began to accelerate! Twenty miles to the west, he briefly raided the village of Tiqulu Kan, crushing the eight hundred defending Tekos warriors, clearing the valley roads to Hand Snake City, and also severing Kimari’s main supply route. To streamline his forces and prevent Kimari from quickly regrouping, Black Wolf left a thousand men there. These Canine Warriors would not simply hold their ground but would form small squads to harass and delay the returning enemy forces.

Afterward, three thousand elite Canine Warriors rushed, following the clearly marked road and direction along Tiqulu Kan River. In three days, they covered one hundred fifty miles and crushed a thousand encountered Tekos warriors, finally reaching the valley along the river beneath Hand Snake City!

This speed was astonishing! It is worth noting that this was mountainous terrain inhabited by the Tekos, and yet the Canine Warriors had been relying solely on running on foot.

After three days of rapid movement, even the normally enduring Black Wolf was extremely exhausted. But when he saw the defenses atop Hand Snake City, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

"Haha! This is the ancestral land of the southwestern Tekos Tribes, the gathering place of the Great Tribe, Hand Snake Valley’s Hand Snake City? It’s not even as fortified as the rudimentary Pamus City!"

Deer Masate looked toward the city walls and could not help but burst into laughter.

"Ha! Such a low wall, our warriors can just flip over it! There are quite a few villages around, with groups of tribespeople escaping, looking rather prosperous... We can definitely plunder a good amount!"

The walls of Hand Snake City were made of stone, but they were only about two to three meters high, simply forming a circle. Many parts of the wall bore signs of construction, with large quantities of stone piled around, clearly still under construction.

The Tekos Tribe in the southwest had once built a solid mountain city in Hand Snake Valley, but it was forcibly dismantled during the reign of the Tarasco Kingdom. The construction of Hand Snake City had begun only after the collapse of the Tarasco Kingdom and the rise of Kimari, less than two years ago. Given the manpower of the southwest regions, the progress made was already commendable. If Kimari had a few more years to develop, by the time the Royal Army came to conquer, the situation would be completely different.

Red Monkey Ozoma squinted his eyes and sized up the defending army on the city head. The defenders numbered only six or seven hundred, poorly equipped, mostly dressed in cloth, holding hunting bows, javelins, and stone spears. Many noble chieftains on the wall were shouting vehemently, and within a moment, another hundred or two climbed up to the city head.

"Respected Black Wolf Legion Commander!"

Ozoma saluted respectfully, repeatedly addressing him as Legion Commander. Black Wolf greatly preferred this title.

"We arrived swiftly, and Hand Snake City clearly wasn’t prepared. Now is the perfect opportunity to attack the city!"

"Good! Red Monkey, lead the hunters for a close shot! Stag Deer, get ready—after a few rounds of shooting, lead the warriors to scale the wall and attack the city!"

Black Wolf nodded with a smile, his expression turning grave, full of murderous intent.

"We have two hours until nightfall. Tonight, I want to exterminate the enemy and rest within the city!"

"At your command, Legion Commander!"

The two immediately gathered the warriors. In just a quarter of an hour, the rumbling sound of drums followed.

More than six hundred red-haired hunters gripped longbows, approaching within sixty steps of the city head. The hunting bows on the city head were weak and feeble, allowing the hunters to shoot at will. With a bit of aiming, they unleashed a fierce barrage of arrows.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

"Ah!..."

Piercing screams rose from the low city head. Six or seven chieftains wearing long feathers were directly targeted by the hunters, hit by multiple arrows, falling from the city head. Dozens of strong defenders were pierced by arrows and fell to the ground wailing, immediately causing chaos on the wall.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The God of Death came with the howling, easily reaping the lives of the defenders like mowing the grass. The city’s defenses were too hastily prepared, lacking enough shields, and the strong men were like dry leaves in the wind, splashing up splatters of maple red.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The Canine Hunters shot relentlessly. Many of the fierce red-haired hunters advanced directly to within thirty steps, accurately shooting the enemies. In just a quarter of an hour, the defending army on the city head was in complete disarray. Seventy to eighty valiant warriors charged out from the city, only to be shot and stabbed to death by elite hunters with bows and short spears.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Black Wolf watched for a moment then decisively lowered the command flag. Stag Deer Masate roared loudly, leading thousands of tribal warriors to charge the walls on both sides. The tribal warriors approached the wall, braving sparse arrows and rocks, throwing grappling hooks. Then, hundreds climbed simultaneously, scaling the low stone wall, and slaughtered their way into the city.

"Awoo!"

Under the assault of the warriors, the defending army resisted weakly for a moment, then burst into a chaotic chorus of shouts. Hundreds of strong men turned to flee, and a total collapse followed.

"Awoo! Follow me and storm into the enemy city!"

Black Wolf’s eyes were excitedly bloodshot as he drew his bronze sword from his waist. He could no longer hold back and led his trusted aides to personally slaughter their way into the city.

"Seize the city’s granary! Control the walls on all sides! Noble chieftains, kill! Tribe priests, kill! Tribal warriors, kill! Any man taller than a short spear, kill!"

"Awoo, kill! Obliterate the ’Shield’ Great Tribe, level Hand Snake City! Kill, kill, kill!"