Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 868 - 487: The Siege of Water Valley City, The Fall of the South

Chapter 868: Chapter 487: The Siege of Water Valley City, The Fall of the South

"Whish! Whish! Whish!..."

A dense crowd of able-bodied men with bamboo baskets, like moths to a flame, gathered below the burning South City wall. Soon, large heaps of mud and sand smothered the fiery flames, yet the pungent toxic smoke continued to spread. Occasionally, some "moths" fell to the ground, writhing futilely without immediate death.

Seeing the death of the commoners, the Tlaxcala samurai overseeing the battle remained indifferent. They drove the commoners from a distance while nervously looking toward the top of the city wall. Hundreds of corpses lay all over the wall, with blood flowing and solidifying, resembling a dark red swamp.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The golden giant beast roared again, striking the wavering hearts at the top of the city wall, hitting rows of wooden shields. The solid wooden shields shattered like fragile pottery in an instant with a "Bang"! Countless sharp wooden shards sprayed backward, shooting towards the warriors and eliciting a chorus of screams.

"Ah! It’s the evil beast of the Mexica, it’s the evil thunderbolt!..."

"Quick! Quick! Bring the Elder Priest of the Holy City Cholula! Perform the sacrificial rites, request the divine power of the God of the Hunt to suppress the enemy’s evil beast!"

The Lord of Water Valley City, the honorable Tlaxcala noble, "Black Serpent" Teuctli, roared in anger. Draped in luxurious leather armor and wearing a feathered crown, he stood on a high platform behind the city wall with hundreds of personal guard warriors. From this position, he could clearly see the situation outside the South City and remain out of the enemy’s shooting range, though he had to be cautious of the terrifying thunderbolt bronze beast.

"Quick! Warriors fill the gaps! Militia bring up shields and arrows! Everyone take the lime stone pottery!... The Mexica are organizing their ranks, they’ll soon attack!"

"Black Serpent" Teuctli swiftly commanded. Gazing at the tens of thousands of Mexica legions, his heart was filled with regret. He pressed his lips tightly together, suppressing his intense unease, all while monitoring the enemies outside the city and pondering the current situation.

"Too many! Too fast! How did the Mexica come in such numbers, so quickly!..."

The formal eastern expedition of the Mexica began last December. Actually, the four Tlaxcala states received intelligence about their old adversary’s massive mobilization from the priests of the Holy City Cholula as early as July and August.

To prepare for war, the states completed their harvest early October and promptly began a thorough mobilization. All tribal warriors were called up, and border fortresses filled with samurai and militia. Moreover, the esteemed "Cloud Serpent" divine descendants of the Tlaxcala sent envoys in four directions seeking aid: northern Vastec tribes, eastern Totonac tribes, southern Mistec Alliance, and southeastern Zapotecs Alliance.

By late October, Mexica scout teams began activities along the border. Early December, the Mexica Great Tlatoani, King Aweit, held a grand sacrificial ceremony in the capital city, proclaiming an expedition of a hundred thousand warriors to launch a divine war against the Tlaxcalans!

Regarding the Mexica King’s proclamation of "a hundred thousand warriors" and "divine war," "Black Serpent" Teuctli initially dismissed it as mere bluster and threats.

The "Flower Battle" between the two sides continued annually, with bloody combat lasting half a century. The Mexica had launched several grand eastern expeditions, all failing to break the Four States Alliance. Moreover, guarding the southern stronghold Water Valley City, nestled deep in the long valley of Tepeyacak state, the city was a fortress built of stone!

Water Valley City was over a hundred Li from the border fortresses, its walls towering and terrain rugged. Surrounded by mountains to the east and west, with the Tarsus Long River flowing north and south, it was resistant to long sieges and extremely hard to attack. For the past half-century, the Mexica repeatedly invaded Tepeyacak state, stalling beneath Water Valley City’s walls, helpless against the stronghold.

Back then, upon first hearing the news of the Mexica’s grand invasion, the Elder Priest Xilo in the city laughed heartily, leaving bold words: "Offer the hearts of ten thousand warriors to the God of the Hunt at Water Valley City’s gates!"

"Ah! Elder Priest Xilo!..."

Thinking of this, "Black Serpent" Teuctli sighed. He looked toward the enemy camp in the south, where a feathered crown head with white hair had just been added to the long spears. Elder Xilo’s body had fallen outside the city, as a slain high priest, he naturally received the "honor" of being hung.

"Oh God of the Hunt! How can you bear to watch the Cloud Serpent’s citizens fall into despair!..."

Teuctli’s heart was in despair. He looked outside the city at the mysterious Black Wolf royal banner, flying high on distant mountains, and the unfamiliar hunting dog flags planted in the besieging camp outside the South City. On the east and west sides of Water Valley City were different Mexica city-state flags, representing the familiar old foes from various states. Only the northern route to the interior remained unblocked.

Early December, the Mexica went on the offensive with southern and northern route armies against the Four States Alliance. The northern route army was led by King Aweit, while the marshal of the southern route army was the Mexica’s "God of Death," Xiulote.

"...He is the most esteemed divine descendant, capable of receiving the enlightenment of the Heavenly Divine, wielding the divine power of the War God! He summons the power of thunderbolt and flames, personally destroyed the mighty Tarasco Kingdom..."

"Black Serpent" Teuctli recited lowly, from the westward expedition song of the Mexica Alliance. Soon, another round of fireballs rose from the enemy formation, bringing burning dense smoke, falling toward the city!

"Buzz!... Boom!..."

Teuctli lowered his eyes, unmoved. He firmly believed that under the "Cloud Serpent’s" protection, these fireballs could not strike him. Indeed, fireballs whizzed past him from both sides, crashing into huts tens of meters away, igniting large patches of toxic smoke. Once again, the commoners were driven by warriors to extinguish the burning toxic fires.