Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 941 - 547: Battle of Tree Snake City, Warriors in a Desperate Charge_2

Chapter 941: Chapter 547: Battle of Tree Snake City, Warriors in a Desperate Charge_2

"Bang! Bang!!"

The bronze axe and stone hammer clashed instantly, erupting with a deafening roar, each strike deadly enough. Two warriors raised their weapons high, fighting fiercely, and after only three shocking exchanges, the moment of life and death arrived!

"Dong!"

Tlahtolli knelt on the ground, his face completely pale, his fingers trembling. He could barely hold his weapon, the heavy stone hammer had already broken its wooden handle. His side’s cotton armor had a long scratch, the bronze armor plate inside was cut open, revealing slightly grazed skin. If not for his serpent-like agile footsteps and the cloth-covered bronze armor he wore... that last strike would have killed him on the spot.

"Cough, cough!..."

Moteloki lay on the ground, his left shoulder caved in, shattered by a single blow. The artery beneath his collarbone was broken, rapidly bleeding internally, draining his remaining life. The enraged vanguard warrior "coughed" out a mouthful of bright red blood, glaring at the enemy who killed him, uttering his final curse of life.

"May the Chief Divine bless! The Tlaxcalans... they all must die!... Cough! Uh..."

Around the two main generals, warriors from both sides pounced at one another, like kindling set ablaze, embracing and burning together. Tlahtolli was dragged back several meters by a few self-sacrificing trusted aides, and after a while, he struggled to stand up. He looked at the heroic axe-wielding warrior opposite him, now turned into a warm corpse, being carried down the wall by two grief-stricken copper-armored warriors.

"...Your Most High Majesty! The brave Vanguard General, hereditary noble of the Lake Capital City, Eagle Warrior Moteloki, has just died in battle on the city wall!"

"Hmm!"

King Aweit’s eyes widened abruptly as he looked at the returning trusted aide, his expression cold as frost. Moteloki was a renowned warrior under his command, unexpectedly meeting his end here. The king looked deeply outside the eastern city wall, at the dozens of copper-armored elites who had just retreated, and then mercilessly decreed.

"Decapitate every retreating warrior, mount their heads on long spears for display! Tell the accursed Chichimiqui, if he cannot take the eastern wall, he must die there for me!"

"Yes! As you command!"

The trusted aide quivered as if chilled, respectfully bowing deeply before hastening to relay the orders.

Soon after, following a series of wails, dozens of blood-dripping heads stood tall at the front of the formation. The Royal Legion at the forefront fell silent in an instant. A middle-aged great general stood high, shouting loudly, personally striking the charge drumbeats. Then, another thousand copper-armored warriors burst into a high-spirited cry, rushing to reinforce the city wall!

"Your Most High Majesty! The Tzompantli warriors of the South City have opened a breach on the city wall!"

"Oh?!"

Upon hearing the trusted aide’s report, Aweit’s spirit lifted. Standing on a small hill southeast of Snake City, he could see the situation at both the east and south cities. In the middle of South City, dozens of Tzompantli warriors had already secured the city wall. Leading them was a burly general, draped in a platinum-colored cloth-covered bronze armor, wielding a shield and war club, fighting valiantly on the wall, unstoppable by any opponent!

"Good! Such a formidable assault general!"

Aweit watched for a moment, clapping his hands in praise. The Tlaxcala warriors from the North City were clearly not elite, immediately falling behind when faced with the fearless Tzompantli trusted aides avenging their Legion Commander’s death.

"Hmm, what is his name?"

"Your Majesty, he is the most renowned warrior of Tzompantli City, Head Warrior of Legion Commander Xochitl’s family, Turquoise Texiwhit!"

"Oh? Xochitl’s family Head Warrior, Turquoise Texiwhit?"

Upon hearing this, an inexplicable glimmer flashed in King Aweit’s eyes. Moments later, he confidently lifted his head, laughing as he made a promise.

"Haha, good! Such an elite warrior should serve the royal family! If he returns alive, I shall promote him to a hereditary noble, grant him land in Chinampa, and make him a Hundred-man Team captain in my Tonsured Guard Camp!"

In the past two years, besides the Eagle and Jaguar noble battle groups, Aweit has reselected valiant warriors from various parts to rebuild a thousand-strong Tonsured Guard Camp.

The Tonsured Guard Camp offers generous treatment, regardless of background. Even descendants of the Canine from the wilderness could be enlisted if they were bold enough. During this eastern campaign, he allowed the City State Army to besiege and battle, consuming strength, while also selecting heroic warriors from various legions to replenish vacancies in the Tonsured Guard Camp.

In the ambitious king’s view, this Tonsured Guard Camp was solely loyal and courageous Personal Army belonging to him!

"Shoo shoo shoo!"

"Boom!"

Arrows intertwined like rain, copper cannons roared like giant beasts. After only a few quarters of the brutal siege, another layer of bodies covered the city wall, stained with blood. Fresh blood mingled with old traces, forming a captivating dark red hue, dark under the dim sunlight.

Ten days of siege, both sides fought to the death without regard for life, the bloodshed shocking the eyes. The attacking casualties exceeded the expectations of King Aweit and the Legion Commanders.

Even though the cities of Central America were far more rudimentary than those of the Celestial Empire, and the Mexica Alliance’s equipment was superior, the cost of the siege was still extremely high. Facing the large numbers of Tlaxcala militia, the Alliance Army could easily crush them in field battles, but needed the lives of warriors to fill in during the siege!

In these ten days, the Alliance’s five legions lost a total of four thousand noble warriors and consumed four thousand trench-filling militia. In fact, Tlaxcala was not far from the Alliance, and there were numerous militia available. But to fully infiltrate the city before the heavy rains came, it had to rely on capable warriors!

To hastily capture Snake City, Aweit strictly ordered the Royal Legion to assault day and night, resulting in the deaths of two thousand Royal Warriors! Among them, seven to eight hundred were elite in copper armor. The other three City State Army legions also each lost six to seven hundred men.

As for the defending Tlaxcalans, they suffered at least two to three thousand Tree Snake warriors and over four thousand militia casualties. Along with losses from night raids, the defending army in the city was nearly halved.

At this moment, the Alliance attacked on all four sides simultaneously to disperse the defenders’ forces as much as possible. Because the king knew well that the Tlaxcalans in Snake City were likely at the very brink of morale and manpower!

"God of the Hunt, please bless us!"

Seeing the South City in crisis, Tree Snake City Lord Okote bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, then finally waved his command flag. The remaining three hundred reserve Tree Snake warriors shouted the name of the Divine, and were thrown into the South City wall. At this moment, with no forces left in hand, he could only devoutly pray to the sky, hoping for torrential rain and for quickly driving away the ascending enemy!

"Hmm?"

Aweit squinted his eyes, watching as a contingent of fresh Tlaxcala warriors suddenly appeared on the South City wall. These enemy soldiers were incredibly fierce, all wearing a cloak with a Tree Snake pattern, steadily driving the vanguard Tzompantli trusted aides down the wall. Seeing this, the cold king wasn’t angry but rather delighted, laughing heartily.

"Good! Very good! It’s time!"

Aweit, invigorated, took out a crimson flag. He vigorously waved it forward, then threw it forcefully to the ground.

"Royal Decree! The Vanguard shall offer themselves in sacrifice to the Chief Divine! Eagle Warrior Battalion, prepare to storm the city and rout the enemy!"