Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 889 - 507: The Siege of Feathered Serpent City, The King’s War

Chapter 889: Chapter 507: The Siege of Feathered Serpent City, The King’s War

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

After half a quarter, the sound of the war drums slightly eased, and the vast army immediately began to move. The second batch of two thousand Royal Bow Samurai swiftly advanced, approaching the walls, continuing to suppress the defenders atop the city walls.

Outside the walls, filled with corpses, the first batch of Royal Warriors heard the drum beats, fired their last feathered arrows, and killed the remaining militia on the walls. After several quarters of fierce fighting, they ran out of arrows and their strength was exhausted. At this moment, they carried the bodies of dozens of fallen Bow Samurai and orderly retreated from beneath the walls.

"Boom... Boom Boom!"

The rhythm of the war drums noticeably changed, becoming increasingly intense. Two thousand City-State Warriors responded to the command, rushing to the western and northern sections of the walls. The first batch of City-State Warriors atop the walls suffered heavy casualties, unable to break the deadlock, barely maintaining their position on the walls. The bodies of both sides fell like rain from the walls, intertwining and overlapping, the blood forming small pools.

Seeing the second batch of City-State Warriors arrive, the first batch breathed a sigh of relief and stopped resisting. They took turns covering each other, retreating from the walls and abandoning the already opened breach. The warriors from different City-States had no obligation to bleed for the others’ assault.

"Praise the God of the Hunt!... Ugh..."

Seeing several hundred remaining Mexica Warriors retreat from the walls, the Tlaxcala defenders had just begun to cheer when a volley of precise feathered arrows whistled through the air, taking dozens of lives!

"Whiz whiz whiz! Whiz whiz whiz!"

The fresh Royal Bow Samurai rapidly fired arrows, targeting the nobles and warriors atop the walls! Two Tlaxcala nobles screamed miserably and then fell back, causing chaos among their family warriors. However, the relentless rain of arrows continued unabated, "bang bang," striking the great shields atop the walls, killing those who dared to peek out and suppressing the defenders’ throwing.

"Praise the Chief Divine, fight for the gods!"

Led by the War Priest, the second batch of City-State Warriors shouted in unison. Then, under the cover of Bow Samurai, they climbed up the walls, continuing to battle the defending army.

Seeing the Mexica initiate a new wave of siege, Quiahuitz, the Lord of Feathered Serpent City, gritted his teeth. He waved the command flag, and hundreds of Feathered Serpent Warriors rushed to the walls, filling the flesh and blood defense line. Close combat ensued, war clubs sliced through flesh, and no one could escape. The crimson flower of life bloomed all over the walls; the piercing death song echoed throughout Snake City!

"Whew, the family warriors have finally retreated!"

Izel, the Clan Leader of the Mountains, stood outside the northern part of the city walls, wearing copper armor covered with a robe. This copper armor, gifted by the kingdom’s prince, was exceptionally sturdy and impervious to battlefield stray arrows.

At this moment, Izel looked at the warriors who had finally retreated, letting out a long breath. His face showed both relief and some heartache. Today’s battle for the Mountains Legion seemed to be over, but it cost the lives of two hundred warriors.

"These days, the siege has become increasingly brutal, and the Mountains Legion has suffered six to seven hundred warrior casualties, nearly two thousand militia! The Four States’ armies combined also lost two to three thousand warriors and six to seven thousand militia... While the King’s Royal Warriors, clad in solid copper armor, merely suppressed the defenders from below the walls, suffering only about three hundred casualties!... If this continues..."

A trace of gloom flickered across Izel’s face. But when he thought of the three Royal Legions commanded by the King, thousands of copper armor warriors, Bow Samurai... Izel sighed deeply, murmuring to himself, with hidden resentment in his heart.

"Honorable King of the Mexica Alliance... you are my King, but not a King of the City-State Warriors!..."

"Excellent! The Strait Gold Legion of Weyoplhethlan State will take over the Mountain Legion of Telokan State to attack the North City! The Acid Wood Legion of Tepanecapan State will take over the Reed Marsh Legion of Atotonilco State to attack the West City!"

Aweit watched the fierce battle of various City-State armies, a faint smile on his face. He spoke with intent, smiling.

"With this arrangement, the North City becomes ’gold,’ and the West City becomes ’wood.’ In today’s intense assault, the four City-State armies will take turns in battle, each sending a thousand warriors to ascend the walls! Warrior combat combined with archery will surely kill two thousand defenders! In another four or five days of such attack, I want to see if ’gold’ will break the city first or ’wood’ will break the city first!"

Outside Feathered Serpent City, there were four City-State armies from the north of Mexica. They came from the western northwest Telokan State, northwest Tepanecapan State, north Weyoplhethlan State, and northeast Atotonilco State. Yes, these four states had quite complex names, but their meanings were actually simple and straightforward.

In the west, Telokan State was headquartered in Toluca, Telokan, 150 li from the capital city. Telokan meant "the mountains with abundant gold," which was Gold Mountain City. As the name suggested, Gold Mountain City was rich in gold, quite affluent, and surrounded by mountains. The Lerma River meandered beneath the city, flowing east into Lake Texcoco. The Mountains Legion came from here, with four thousand City-State warriors and four thousand City-State militia. The Legion Commander was the Clan Leader of the Mountains, honorable nobility Izel.

Northwest Tepanecapan, headquartered in Jocotitlán, Xochitl, meaning "the forest among sour fruit trees," called Tzompantli City. Tzompantli City was located along the Lerma River, 200 li from the capital city, rich in timber and fruits, and quite populous. The Acid Wood Legion had four thousand City-State warriors and four thousand City-State militia, commanded by the Acid Wood Clan Leader, honorable nobility Xochitl.

North Weyoplhethlan State, headquartered in Pachoacan, Pachjo, meaning "the land of canyons and gold," called Vite. Vite was 180 li from the capital city, much like Gold Mountain City, surrounded by hills and mountains, and rich in gold. However, it lacked sufficient rivers and fertile farmland, making it less populous. The Strait Gold Legion had three thousand City-State warriors and five thousand City-State militia, led by the Strait Gold Clan Leader, honorable nobility Pachjo.

Northeast Atotonilco State, headquartered in Tulancingo, Tulanco, meaning "the hills among reeds," called Reed Marsh City. Reed Marsh City was 240 li from the capital city, the furthest away. Further northeast, a hundred li beyond, were the Vastek people, who had submitted to the Alliance.

In fact, the northeastern borders of Atotonilco State, with the Vastek people, and southeastern borders with the Tlaxcala people, had been the frontline of the Alliance’s countless wars. Atotonilco meant "the land between hot springs."

The entire Atotonilco State was rich in hot springs, the land exceptionally fertile, but one-third was controlled by the Tlaxcala people. In the eastern key grounds, outside Hot Spring City, two ancient sacred bath springs were historic religious sites, said to have a thousand-year legacy built during the distant Teotihuacan Period. The Tlaxcala people had occupied this place until two months ago, when the northeastern army’s expedition conquered it!

To fight the near enemies, Reed Marsh City mobilized five thousand City-State warriors and three thousand City-State militia, forming the resolute Reed Marsh Legion. The Legion Commander was the Clan Leader of the Luwei Family, honorable nobility Xintle.

These four honorable nobility commanding City-State armies were the true power leaders of the northern states of the Alliance, wielding independent military forces, families inheriting vast territories. At this moment, they were all summoned by the divine war, leading troops to gather and fight under the banner of conquest against the enemies, dispatched by the King to the frontline against the Tlaxcala people...

"The divine war against enemies is an unrefusable righteousness! And the three Royal Legions I command are an inevitable force!"

With this thought, a satisfied smile appeared on Aweit’s cold face. He softly gazed at the blood-soaked battlefield, as if looking at the most beautiful scenery. The desire for conquest fiercely surged in the heart of the mature king, making it hard to suppress, softly speaking to himself.

"The supreme king is destined to conquer the world! Whether the factions outside the alliance or the states within the alliance, they shall all bow beneath my feet!... Haha!"

Aweit’s laugh, low and reverberating on the tall hillside, was filled with confidence in controlling everything. He enjoyed the war, and constantly instigated it, gaining glory and power!

Because brutal war destroys the old order, allowing the strong to establish a new one. In the new order, the loose alliance will be completely reshaped, condensed into a centralized powerful Empire!