Chapter 490: Siege of Shuigu City, Break the City!

"God of Hunting bless you! Neka, you take the warriors of your family and charge up!"

The top of the city was unstable and the situation was critical. Black Snake Tercot stood on a high place and shouted angrily. He waved the flag in a hurry and mobilized his trusted warrior leader Neka to lead 500 elite family warriors to the top of the city for support.

"Charge! Drive the enemy off the top of the city!"

"Kill! Kill the rats guarding the city!"

The ladder was placed on the top of the city, and the copper hooks were fastened to the city wall. Soon, one or two hundred Tekos axe warriors climbed up in two steps and jumped into the crowd on the top of the city to fight. They blocked with a shield in one hand and wielded a copper axe in one hand, slashing fiercely in the militia group, like coyotes killing hares.

These tribal warriors were selected from thousands of surrendered soldiers and were well-known for their bravery in the Tekos tribes. They were all promised that as long as they survived the first landing, they would be officially incorporated into the legion and promoted to the third-level warriors of the kingdom! And if they could kill the leader of the Tlaxcala people, they would even be promoted again and become a military noble of the kingdom!

At this moment, the red-haired hunter who was supervising the battle was behind them, and retreating would surely lead to their death. In front of them was the shaken Shuigu City, and there was only a glimmer of hope if they climbed the city and risked their lives. The heavy reward was in front, and death was behind. The tribal warriors had no choice but to muster up their remaining courage and fight hard on the top of the city!

"Swish!"

A tattooed Tekos warrior swung a one-handed axe and chopped hard on the chest of the Tlaxcala militia. Large patches of bright red sprayed instantly, splashing all over his head and face. He grinned, wiped his eyes quickly, and rushed towards another young militia again.

The young militia trembled with his hands and feet, holding the stone spear in his hand, and stabbed twice randomly, both of which pierced the opponent's shield. The tattooed warrior did not hesitate, and as soon as he approached, he directly raised the copper axe and chopped again with force.

"Sizzle! Puff!"

Warm splashes, blood mist rises in front of the eyes, and it actually broke the artery in the neck. The Tekos warrior narrowed his eyes, took a step back, and was about to wipe his face when a strong wind suddenly hit him from the side.

"Bang! Crack!"

The heavy obsidian war club hit the head, making a "crack" sound of bone dislocation. The tattooed head turned half a circle, as if twisting a ripe mami fruit. The Tekos warrior fell to the ground without making any sound, and died on the spot.

"Bah! Damn barbarian!"

The black snake warrior leader Neka showed up and walked out of the militia. He was wearing refined cotton armor, a thick leather hat, and a sleeved battle suit. The battle suit was brightly colored and had the family crest of the black snake. At first glance, he was a senior warrior of Tlaxcala.

The traditions of the various tribes in Central America are quite similar. The more senior the warrior, the more gorgeous the clothes, and even fur and feathers. On the battlefield, they are the pillars of the army's morale and the most conspicuous targets.

"You all, go and push down the wooden ladder!"

The Black Snake Warrior Captain Neka looked at the militia on the top of the city and shouted. Then, he looked around the top of the city and found the location of the next ladder.

The fighting there was even more critical. Several Tekos warriors stood firm and opened a gap. A steady stream of enemies were climbing up the gap. The several Tlaxcala warriors guarding the top of the city just passively raised their shields, took a defensive posture, and struggled to resist the enemy's attack.

"Damn it! These city-state warriors on the top of the city are all scared by the bronze beast!"

Neka cursed, then bent down again and rushed to the top of the city with a dozen warriors. From time to time, whistling feather arrows attacked, brushing his back, making people feel cold.

"Dedicate yourself to the Lord!"

A faint voice came from the south, and then it was drowned in the shouting and killing on the top of the city, and did not attract much attention.

"Bah! These damn bronze-armored archers!"

Nieka held up his shield and walked carefully to the enemy's position. The bronze-armored archers used sharp bronze arrows, which were too threatening to the warriors. He did not have the opponent's sturdy cloth-covered bronze armor. Thinking of this, Neka turned his head and looked at the armor of those archers with envy. Then, hundreds of rapidly running throwing pioneers suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Huh? What is this?"

Nieka was stunned. He looked at the city in confusion. These running figures did not hold weapons, but held a strange pottery caltrop ball. And on the pottery ball, it seemed that there was a faint green smoke?

"Dedicate yourself to the Lord!"

The throwing pioneers ran closer and closer, and the pious shouts gradually became clearer. Some people were shot by bows and arrows on the top of the city, and the pottery caltrop balls in their hands rolled down. Seeing the smoking pottery balls rolling down, the bronze-armored archers nearby were all afraid and hurriedly moved to the shield carts on both sides.

"Huh?"

Nieka's heart trembled, and he had some ominous thoughts. The pottery balls that could make the bronze-armored archers feel afraid?

"Dedicate to the Lord!"

In just a moment, the throwing pioneers ran to the bottom of the city. Then, they embraced the pottery balls with one hand and quickly climbed to the top of the city. Before they had a complete foothold, they threw the pottery balls in their hands without hesitation!

"Bang, bang!"

Dozens of pottery balls were scattered on the top of the city and rolled to the feet of the gathered defenders, still emitting faint green smoke.

"Ah?!"

Nieka's eyes widened, staring at the pottery balls six or seven meters away. Then, the premonition of danger seemed to become real, making his heart twitch. The Black Snake Warrior Chief didn't have time to shout, and immediately squatted on the top of the city, holding the shield in his hand in front of him.

"Huh?"

Nekha held up his shield and waited nervously for a few breaths. The pottery ball was just smoking, but there was no movement. The people on the top of the city were still fighting, and the shouts were endless. But the pioneer who threw the pottery ball jumped off the city wall again, ran a few steps hurriedly, crouched in the corner at the bottom, and almost huddled into a ball.

"You! Go and have a look!"

The black snake warrior leader ordered. A young warrior came to the pottery ball with a shield. He stretched out his hand in confusion and touched the hot pottery shell.

"Nekha warrior leader, it's hot!"

The young warrior turned his head and smiled brightly. Then, the terrible sound of thunder suddenly exploded on the top of the city!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The smoking pottery ball exploded, splashing countless sharp fragments. The fragments were like the sharpest blades, cutting the warriors and militia gathered on the top of the city to the ground in pieces. Billowing black smoke rose, large pieces of blood sprayed out, and were burned into blood mist by the high temperature.

"Ah!!"

Neka's eyes widened, his heart and gall bladder broke. He almost saw with his own eyes that the young warrior was hit by countless fragments and shot into a tattered cloth bag!

Thunder exploded, and life flew away. Within the three-meter range of the pottery ball, three Tekos warriors, along with more than a dozen defenders, were knocked down by the fragments. Further away, a large number of militiamen were unstable and fell to the ground by the thunder, rolling down the city wall in pieces. Even Neka himself sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The fighting city wall was quiet in an instant, with only the echo of thunder. At this moment, whether it was the nobles, warriors or militia of Tlaxcala, they were speechless for a while.

The roar and explosion shocked people's hearts. The black snake Tercot stood in a daze on the height, and the obsidian war stick in his hand fell to the ground without knowing when. Unknown fear surged into his heart, like a bottomless abyss, swallowing up his reason. After a while, he finally spoke with difficulty in his voice.

"What is this?"

"Ah! Demon! It's a demon! It's a demon summoned by the Mexica!"

After a while, the terrified cry finally sounded from the top of the city. Hundreds of militiamen threw away their weapons and stumbled down from the top of the city. Even if they broke their limbs, they had to stay away from the terrible top of the city. Under continuous attacks, these militiamen finally collapsed and could no longer fight.

A large gap appeared in the south wall. The Tlaxcala warriors who were guarding also looked panicked, shouting meaninglessly, not knowing what to do.

"God of Hunting! Have you abandoned us?"

Neka sat on the top of the city in a daze, passing by the god of death. There was a mess in front of him, and there was dazzling red everywhere. At this time, even with his tenacity, his faith was shaken and he doubted the battle.

"The Mexica people really have the help of the devil! How can we resist?"

"Charge for His Highness!!"

A deafening shout came from not far away, awakening the distraught Neka. He looked down at the city in horror, only to see hundreds of bronze-armored warriors, holding sharp two-handed axes, rushing fiercely towards the city wall!

Soon, these heavily armored warriors rushed to the city, and while the top of the city was in chaos, they climbed up quickly without stopping. Then, the sharp bronze axes swung fiercely, cutting the defenders who dared to block them in half!

"It's over!"

Seeing the elite Mexica soldiers climbing up the city, Neka was full of despair. A heavily armored warrior raised his axe and swung it hard. Relying on his sturdy armor, he didn't care about the spear's piercing, and killed three black snake warriors in two strokes!

A large warm current splashed and fell on the face of Neka, the leader of the black snake warriors. A strong fishy smell instantly hit his nose. Neka shuddered suddenly, turned over suddenly, and fled to the bottom of the city wall. His feet were as fast as the wind, stepping on the slippery and sticky stone steps, crossing the terrified militiamen waiting to die, and rushing straight to the owner standing on the high ground.

Behind him, hundreds of Mexican warriors climbed up the South City. They swung their axes fiercely, stabbed their spears, and extended to the walls on both sides. The defenders on the top of the city were rapidly reduced, some died or fled. The morale of the warriors and militiamen prepared under the city was low, and they were in chaos, and there was no time to replenish them.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the southern city wall of Shuigu City was full of Mexican warriors. The white and gold bronze armored warriors rushed to the bottom of the city, and the dark green leather armored warriors threw spears on the city. Soon, the defenders of the South City could not hold on and began to retreat to the rear.

"Roar! Roar!"

The heavily armored warriors stood on the city walls, holding their battle axes high, and roared like tigers! Then, a passage was dug out of the blocked city gate and it was opened with a bang! A large group of warriors poured into the city, like a dark green torrent, roaring in victory. At this moment, countless roars combined together, like the roar of a giant beast, and with an unyielding will, loudly declared!

"Mizutani Castle! Broken!!"