Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 871 - 489: Siege of Water Valley City, The Determined Charge!

Chapter 871: Chapter 489: Siege of Water Valley City, The Determined Charge!

Fire burned again and extinguished, poisonous smoke rose and dispersed, and the projected fireballs seemed endless, painting the clouds in the sky gray.

The Mexica have been using wooden beasts to project for ten days, and everywhere inside and outside the South City is marked by scorch marks. Hundreds or even thousands of able-bodied men have died from the flames and poisonous smoke.

However, the priests of the Holy City found a way to use the divine power of the Water Serpent to resist the evil power of the Volcanic Demon: by soaking clothes in water and covering the mouth and nose to withstand the invasion of the volcanic gases. The Samurai were inspired, firmly believing in the divine protection of the God of the Hunt, still holding onto bows and arrows to steadfastly guard the city walls.

But the good times didn’t last long. By late March, when the Mexica’s Thunderous Bronze Beasts arrived, the situation drastically turned. These bronze beasts could spit thunderous roars, emitting irresistible stone projectiles. Even the thunderbolt of the demons was not something ordinary people could resist!

The Thunderous Bronze Beasts bombarded continuously for three days, shaking the morale of the warriors and militia in Water Valley City, rapidly decreasing their spirits. The priests in the city held blood rituals day and night to soothe the hearts of the people, pleading for the divine power of the God of the Hunt!

Soon, the God of the Hunt responded. One of the bronze beasts outside the city suddenly exploded, the bronze barrel flying over ten meters away, crushing four or five gunners into mince. The priests were ecstatic, offering crazed prayers with facial incisions, holding even grander blood rituals. The defending army was also invigorated, devoutly praying to the God of the Hunt. Unfortunately, such divine blessings did not happen again.

Subsequently, the Mexica reduced the frequency of the thunder bombardment, no longer continuing the relentless strikes day after day. The bronze beasts would bombard for half a day before pausing. Next came barbarians pushing shield cars forward, advanced close to the vicinity of the city walls. Once the shield cars were in position, elite warriors in copper armor wielded longbows, using the shield cars to exchange shots with the defending troops on the city walls.

Further on, ladders were set up, driving some barbarians to climb the city walls and engage in lethal combat with the defenders. The longbow warriors in copper armor would seize the opportunity to shoot, focusing on killing the defending warriors to deplete the elite forces of the defending army. This siege lasted five or six days, resulting in two or three thousand casualties among the defenders, while the attackers lost one or two thousand barbarians. Most of the defenders’ casualties were caused by the highly skilled copper-armored warriors!

"Damn copper-armored warriors! Damn their hard copper armor!!"

"Black Serpent" brandished his war club, cursing angrily. He watched the shield cars’ occupants, vaguely seeing platinum-colored figures, feeling full of helplessness and fear in his heart.

These copper-armored warriors stayed fifty to sixty paces outside the city, impervious to stones, javelins, or lime pots, only reachable by archers. But their copper armor was extremely solid, and with shield cars covering their bodies, even if shot full of arrows like a sieve, they could still shoot at the defenders atop the walls!

On Water Valley City’s walls, a dozen to twenty Tlaxcalan bowmen often had to die to luck out and kill one copper-armored warrior.

Days ago, "Black Serpent" tried dispatching five hundred elite warriors for a raid outside the city. Unexpectedly, the copper-armored warriors remained formidable in close combat, swiftly dispersing the elite forces, nearly recapturing the city gate. In the end, "Black Serpent" had to choose to block off the city gates, erecting more great shields atop the walls to resist the Mexica’s attacks.

"Boom, boom, boom!..."

The third round of war drums sounded, the Mexica’s forces moved again. Under the cover of the longbow warriors, a thousand Tekos vanguards carried dozens of ladders, lowered their heads, and charged fiercely toward the city walls of Water Valley City! They were originally defectors, wearing gray-yellow vine hats, thickened paper armor, bronze short spears, and inexpensive wooden shields on their backs.

Among the thousand defectors were two hundred Tekos warriors, holding wooden shields in one hand and bronze short axes in the other for the decisive assault once the ladders were set up.

"Boom, boom, boom!..."

The war drums’ deep sound pounded on hearts, akin to the warriors’ running footsteps. A thousand Tekos vanguards carried dozens of ladders, quickly charging within twenty paces of the city walls, the most dangerous distance! The tribal warriors quickened their steps, shouting eagerly to erect the ladders and hook them onto the walls.

"Chief Divine protect us!..."

"God of the Hunt protect us! Throw stones, throw lime pots! Hurry!"

The Tlaxcalan aristocrats on the walls yelled fiercely, their expressions savage and crazed. Hundreds of defending militia popped their heads out, raising stones and clay pots, desperately throwing them towards the walls below.

"Bang! Bang, bang!"

Fist-sized stones fell like raindrops, heavy gravity smashing onto the heads of Tekos warriors. Instantly, the continuous "bang bang" sounds resembled dozens of watermelons bursting, painting the bottom of the walls red and white!

The gray-yellow vine hats were dented inward, along with the equally deformed skulls, stained with glaring red. Hundreds of Tekos warriors didn’t even have time to scream before collapsing beneath the blackened stone walls. But what terrified the tribal warriors even more were the lime-filled clay pots. Once these pots fell, large swathes of white lime scattered, followed by heartbreaking screams and dozens of pairs of lost eyesight!

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Longbow warriors rapidly fired, focusing on the defenders holding clay pots. Several clay pots shattered and exploded on the walls, causing piercing screams!

The commanding Tlaxcalan aristocrats ruthlessly drove the militia to continue throwing. "Black Serpent" watched the casualties on the walls for a while, then waved his flag, reinforcing the walls with another wave of militia. In his view, the vast number of militia were merely consumable in the cruel war, useless in field battles, meant for use at this moment!

Close-range throwing lasted only a moment before a third of the thousand Tekos vanguards were down. A squad of dozens of Tekos troops, with half their numbers killed or injured, collapsed. Twenty or more Tekos defectors cried out, abandoning ladders and running back to camp. Triggered by this squad, many squads began showing signs of disarray. The number of ladders successfully hooked onto the walls was less than half.

"Beat the war drums! Don’t stop! Supervisory troops ready, behead deserters, hang their heads on long spears!"

Black Wolf remained stoic, issuing the cold order.

"Swish, swish!"

Hundreds of red-haired hunters fired their arrows accurately, taking down deserters without letting any escape. After, they apathetically beheaded the deserters, mounting their heads on long spears high above. Soon, the war drums beat more fervently, urging the Tekos defectors to erect ladders swiftly and charge valiantly to conquer!

"Stern Chief Divine!"

"Merciful Mother of the Serpent Divine!"

"Please bless us!..."

Vanguard troops had no retreat, facing nine deaths to one life. Under the watchful gazes of dozens of deserters’ severed heads, the remaining Tekos defectors cried out their final pleas, desperately erecting ladders. Many invoked the "Mother of the Serpent Divine," the traditional belief of the tribes of the Snake Basin. Unfortunately, the Tlaxcalans, who also believed in the Cloud Serpent, did not understand the cries beneath the walls. Even if they did, they would not hold back!

Black Wolf Torc remained indifferent, unmoved. Battlefield combat inherently required life as fuel, to burn forth the crimson of death. Moreover, this was a brutal extinction divine war! To him, these thousands of Tekos defectors recruited during the Southern Expedition were merely burning kindling!

"Yes! Over these days, the enemy’s lime pots are finally depleting."

Black Wolf General carefully observed the situation on the walls, soon revealing a smile. Under the urging war drums, most ladders hooked onto the walls, and the first batch of Tekos warriors were already biting their short axes, climbing and jumping atop the walls. In less than half a cup of tea’s time, fierce sounds of combat erupted from the southern walls of Water Valley City!

"Good, excellent! The first batch of warriors actually set foot on the walls without being pushed off immediately! It seems the enemy’s morale has fallen, the city will be breached today!

Torc uttered an exhilarated murmur. His eyes flashed coldly, suddenly turning to the long-prepared vanguard forces waiting for orders.

"Order the Imperial Guard Legion and Vanguard troops to attack! Ignite the Divine Power Globes for a desperate charge!... Heavy armored warriors, don your armor and prepare to follow up the attack!... Break Water Valley City, and you shall be the first honored!"

"Sacrifice for the Chief Divine!"

Vanguard troops grabbed their neck-bound Sun Amulets, shouting their final prayers! Then, they took the ignited Divine Power Globes from the hands of the War Priests, running desperately toward the ladders against the walls.

"Charge for the prince!"

Heavy armored warriors donned their bronze heavy armor, grasping giant bronze axes with both hands. They were the elite of the Imperial Guard Legion, possessing the most skilled battle techniques and the fiercest killing intent.

Boundless killing intent surged within the army ranks, reaching a certain peak. It burst forth from their blazing chests as the fiercest roars, echoing across the entire Water Valley City!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"