Chapter 308: Battle of Taniguchi (Part 2)

American hawks circled and flew over the camp, gathering more and more. Their round eyes were embedded in the red bird heads, and they looked greedily at the two camps in the mountains and the two-legged tribes in different costumes in the camps. According to their shallow bird life experience, the two-legged tribes on the ground will continue to fight and give them more food tribute.

The camp at the entrance of the valley was built with a mixture of wood and stone, with stone as the main material. After the gunpowder burned out, the flames were quickly extinguished, and only the remaining smoke drifted away with the wind. There was an inexplicable fragrance in the smoke, and there were some low howls. As the warriors searched, the howls gradually stopped. The dog-born camp was empty, and almost no decent harvest was found, only a few piles of stones and wood, tattered weapons and cotton armor, and some fresh pumpkins.

After the search, four hundred vanguard barbarians escorted the same number of captives to the entrance of the valley. Black Wolf Toltec personally carried the commander's banner and led a thousand vanguard barbarians and a thousand Palms warriors to the front camp at the entrance of the valley. The small mountain camp was immediately crowded with warriors wearing cotton armor and holding war sticks.

Black Wolf took a brief inventory and frowned.

Although the legion used gunpowder weapons and successfully captured the front camp at the entrance of the valley, the casualties were not small at all. The vanguard barbarians suffered 300 casualties, especially the two hundred-man teams throwing pottery caltrops, which almost died together with the Guakili dog people. The temple crossbowmen also suffered dozens of casualties. There were about 2,000 dog warriors in the front camp. More than 400 people escaped in the pursuit, more than 1,000 were killed or seriously injured, and only more than 400 captured young men were left as harvest.

"Red Cat Large Tribe, eliminated in a battle at the entrance of the valley! Guakili dog people should know how powerful the kingdom is!"

Toltec stood in the center of the camp, stepping on the tattered red cat flag. He looked at the rear camp at the valley entrance two miles away. The distant shouting and killing had already stopped completely. An ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Captain Black Wolf, Iko's night attack brigade is probably a rat that has fallen into a wolf pack, and is doomed to die. You have suffered casualties in this battle."

Mespa was worried. He looked to the west for a while, then stared at Black Wolf, with a hint of blame in his words.

"Hmm?"

Toltec turned back suddenly. His eyes were fierce and cold, which made Mespa lower his head. After a moment, Black Wolf silently clenched his fist and shouted to the vanguard warriors.

"Take a break! Continue to attack the rear camp!"

Two miles away, the rear camp of the Guakili people was in a bleak state. Hundreds of remnants of the Red Cat Tribe rushed into the camp with dusty faces and blood all over their bodies, and the morale of the defenders suddenly dropped.

The Red Cat Tribe is a large tribe of 6,000 people, with 2,000 tribal warriors and 400 red-haired warriors, ranking second in the valley. However, after this battle, the Red Cat Tribe only had more than 400 remnants, and only 60 or 70 red-haired warriors. It is likely that they will no longer be able to maintain their original size and will be removed from the large tribe.

Thinking of this, Mizli's face was gray and his heart was like a knife. He stood blankly under the red frog flag in the center of the camp, with Koka in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"Mizli, don't be like a timid armadillo! After a defeat, you hide in the cave and shrink in fear. It's nothing more than losing most of the warriors and red hair. Your tribe is still intact, just annex the warriors of a few small tribes and recuperate for a few years! Don't worry, you are fighting for everyone, and the fox and I will not attack your tribe."

Koka stretched out his strong arm and patted Mizli's shoulder. Then, he asked anxiously.

"The Red Cat Tribe occupied the terrain and the camp, how could they collapse so quickly?! What is the evil magic of the Aztecs? How did you lose? Tell me quickly, the Aztecs will be here soon!"

Hearing Coca's promise, Mizli's eyes lit up slightly. He sighed heavily and described the battle situation in the front camp in detail.

"Coca, you should have heard the thunder too. The Aztecs first suppressed the camp with powerful horizontal bows. I withdrew half of the ordinary warriors to the back. Then two teams of charging warriors threw smoking pottery balls. The pottery balls broke, making a roar and flames, and then countless pottery arrows flew out. The red-haired tribe suffered heavy casualties, the wall of the village was lost, the warriors were panicked and confused, a large group of cactus warriors pressed up, and the horizontal bows suppressed the back at the same time. Soon they could not hold on!"

"The horizontal bow that can shoot far away, the smoking and exploding pottery balls turned out to be like this."

Coca stared with round eyes in thought, and stretched out his hand to pull his red hair. Then, he waved his hand.

"Mizli, take the retreating warriors back to the valley first, don't affect the morale of my camp! When it comes to fighting, it's still up to my Red Frog Tribe!"

After that, Koka no longer paid attention to Mizli, but urgently arranged for the defense of the camp.

"Guards, how many wooden boards and stones are left in the camp?"

"Not many left. There are probably dozens of wooden boards and several piles of stones."

"Tear down the shed behind the camp, put the wooden boards on the front wall, and pile the stones in front! All the hunters hide behind the wooden boards and stone piles. Leave a few gaps for easy attack!"

Koka shouted and asked again.

"Have all the warriors recruited from the nearby ordinary tribes arrived?"

"Chief, a thousand warriors and men have been recruited, all gathered behind the camp. However, the ordinary tribes are unwilling to hand over their elites, and there is not a single red-haired person in them, so I'm afraid they are unusable."

"It doesn't matter, follow me!"

Koka is a little fat, but quite agile. He strode to the back of the camp and saw hundreds of tribal warriors forming a large circle, with thousands of young men gathered in the middle. Koka looked around and walked up a hill. He waved his strong arms vigorously and roared.

"Fighters from all the tribes in front of me, listen to me! The brutal Cactus tribe has reached the entrance of the valley, and your tribe is behind! If the Cactus tribe rushes into the valley, all tribes will be sacrificed! Next, you have to fight for the tribe Fight, resist the cactus tribe's warriors! The sacred wind brings red! Anyone who is willing to go out to fight will be given two bags of food! "

When they heard that they were charging out of camp, all the men in the army looked at each other in shock, but no one said a word for a while. After a while, a dozen young canine warriors stood up and shouted.

"Our tribe is on the west side of the valley! This is the east side of the valley, so naturally the tribes on the east side will guard it! We have to go back and guard our own tribe!"

Low shouts immediately sounded among the crowd. Looking at the dozen or so people standing out, Koka's expression remained unchanged. He nodded and growled again.

"Who else is unwilling to charge? I'll give you half a quarter of an hour!"

With more than a dozen people taking the lead, the other dog-born men also became bolder. One after another, another seventy or eighty men came forward and asked everyone to return to the tribe. Many of the remaining warriors had flashing expressions and wavered expressions, just waiting and watching temporarily.

"Okay! It's time!"

Koka's eyes widened with murderous intent on his face. He suddenly waved his hand.

"Kill all those who stand up!"

Hundreds of red frog warriors wearing cotton armor and holding sticks and spears immediately came forward fiercely. They swung their weapons mercilessly, knocking down nearly a hundred men who stood up, and then stabbed them to death. Facing the elite of the Red Frog tribe, the young men from different tribes had no room for resistance. The dying scream was short and violent, and blood immediately flowed out, quickly staining the soles of his feet red.

"Okay! In this cruel wasteland, only the warriors who dare to charge are qualified to survive!"

Coca nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the remaining nine hundred canine warriors and shouted.

"Everyone, use the blood on the ground to smear your faces with sacred red! I swear by my ancestors that two bags of food for each person will be sent directly to your tribe! Now, each person will receive a shield and a stone spear for the sake of the tribe. And fight!”

The canine descendants followed the orders fearfully and obediently. Their faces were smeared with bright red marks, like divine curses.

Koka looked around and warned the red-haired bodyguard beside him.

"Incorporate them into the charging battalion, in groups of two to three hundred people. As long as I give the order in front of the formation, I will drive them out of the camp to charge! When the next group of strong men is recruited, you will do what I just did!"

"It's up to you, the chief is awesome!"

The guard nodded in awe. Coca turned and looked at the front camp to the east. The flames in the camp were extinguished and the smoke gradually dissipated. The large group of Aztec warriors began to mobilize in the camp, and it was obvious that a new battle was not far away.

Koka thought for a while, then looked at the large pile of cold corpses on the west side behind the camp.

"Cut off the heads of all the Otomi dogs! Wear their rattan hats that symbolize status. Then in front of all the soldiers, throw them two to three hundred steps outside the camp. Well, let Azte also Ke Ren saw it!”

"Tell the soldiers stationed here that the despicable Cactus Tribe wants to make a surprise attack, and we have already killed thousands of them! The Cactus Warriors in front of us are no match for us either! Our Red Frog Tribe is the best fighting tribe in the wilderness!"

"It's up to you, Chief is smart!"

The guards immediately took orders. Soon, hundreds of canine warriors rushed out of the camp. They went down the long slope and threw the heads out of their hands. The canine descendants in the camp burst into cheers, and their morale increased significantly.

The canine's cheers could be heard from afar. Black Wolf Toltec raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and looked at the rear village not far away. The black wolf who is good at shooting also has sharp eyes. He just looked at it for a few breaths and became furious.

"Damn canine, how dare you be so provocative! Temple crossbowmen, shoot to suppress; vanguard throws, attack immediately!"