Aztec Eternals Chapter 220

The north wind is hunting, the eagle flag is flying, the arrows are howling, and the drums of war are thumping away. The afternoon sun shone on the young king, and the bronze armor shone with golden brilliance, making it impossible to look directly at him.

The hound Yuku bowed his head deeply. At this moment, Su Angua, who made a decision, was full of heroism, and he was the king he was willing to die for! However, after knelt down, General Yuku shook his head firmly and gave a sincere exhortation. "Your Majesty, the inheritance of the royal flag cannot be moved lightly! The front line can only be supported with great effort. Once the king's flag is moved, the central army will collapse immediately! Therefore, for your safety, please leave the inheritance of the eagle flag behind!"

Having said this, Yuku kowtowed again. His expression was somber, with the fortitude of a hound and the cunning of a coyote.

"Your Majesty, let me carry the team leader's flag and fight to the death for you first! Please put on the armor of an ordinary guard, hide in the middle of the guard, and leave a stand-in to guard the king's flag!"

"The Imperial Guard will make an attack to the death. If something goes wrong, I will protect you and retreat directly to the southwest! As long as there are stand-ins and the king's flag to attract the Mexicans, we can guarantee your safety to the greatest extent!"

Hearing Yuku's plan, Su Angua was stunned, and the courage to die fell like a tide. "Xuuuuuu!" The rain of arrows shot up again. The general Yuku shouted a few words in a low voice, and the guards raised their large shields together, which tightly covered the king and blocked all sight.

General Yuku personally stepped forward and bowed his head to disarm the king. Su Angua was silent, but did not refuse. A similar stature avatar with death intent, put on a shiny bronze helmet that covered his face, and put on the king's unique golden bronze armor. When the guards holding the shield dispersed, the "King" of Tarasco was still upright, standing firmly under the king's flag.

Then, the "King" of Tarrasco waved the flag and "issued" the only order. More than 1,200 bronze axe guards were dispatched! This is the largest number of imperial guards that can be assembled in a short period of time. The remaining imperial guards are either already dead, or in the fight to be killed. At this moment, the guards put down their long bows and raised their copper axes, turning into an irresistible golden torrent, rushing towards the left wing of the Wang Army!

Under the banner of the Black Wolf, Shulot kept an eye on the battle situation in front of him. After he saw a rain of arrows, the bronze axe guards under the king's banner rushed out, leaving only a few dozen guards by King Tarrasco. The young commander waited and watched for a while, then suddenly clenched the flag in his hand. The direction of the assault of the guard infantry was not the heavy central army, but the tragically consumed right wing of Mexica!

"The white deer was wounded, turned into a tiger and leopard, turned around and gave a blow! The dying beast is the most ferocious, and the final struggle is in front of you!"

Shirot's expression was complicated, and his heartbeat began to speed up. He knew that the disastrous right flank could not hold back the onslaught. The young king hurriedly waved the command flag. The sharp snail horn "Di Di" sounded, and the five hundred crossbowmen quickly turned around and retreated under the wolf flag. The scattered Longbow bodyguards also immediately began to gather.

The flute sounded, and more than a thousand bronze axe guards lined up neatly and began to speed up. As they approached the fighting left flank, they let out a roar of bravery, and then swooped in from the edge! The entangled kingdom samurai also mustered their last strength and launched a shock at the same time. The battle axe fell, and the blood sprayed! The religious legion is not good at defending, and has already lost a third of it. Under the impact of the enemy guards, they only tried their best to block for a moment, then they were broken through the line of defense and gave way to advance. Veteran Etalik hurriedly blew the Tao whistle. He personally fought forward, mobilized the guards beside him, and barely gathered the skirmishers into a group.

Yuku carried a small flag, wielded a spear, and instantly smashed through the first line of defense. He wiped the blood from his face, looked up at the direction of the wolf flag, and continued to charge at the front. The bronze axe guards didn't stop, and charged forward turbulently. Soon, hundreds of longbow warriors appeared in front of them, and more Mexica warriors were coming.

"Om...! Boom...!" The big bow hummed, the sharp arrows lashed, and death was imminent! Dozens of guards fell to the ground in an instant. The copper arrow at close range "poof" penetrated the leather armor, and "chi" penetrated the body. Most of the warriors who were hit by the arrow died instantly, without even a last word!

On this battlefield where death bloomed, Yuku was always expressionless, like a sculpture of killing. He was half-bent, poised, and galloped like a hound. "Tear!" In just a moment, the hound was the first to rush into the archer's queue. He stabbed his spear obliquely, and with a progressive thrust, stabbed the opponent in front of him directly to death. The bronze axe guards let out a low growl again. They leaned over and charged wildly, waving the battle axes in their hands, like galloping bison, raising their sharp horns!

The loosely formed longbow warriors only blocked dozens of breaths before being smashed by the rushing guard infantry charging in groups. "Zi!" Yuku retracted his spear and brought out a shroud of blood, the warriors who were no longer blocked in front of him. Groups of guards also successively penetrated the second line of defense and gathered beside the leader.

The hound looked forward, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. The flag of the black wolf was only a few hundred steps away, the familiar Jaguar clan stood with their shields up, and a team of cross-bow warriors quickly returned to help. Under the towering flag, the Marshal of Mexico, wearing a feather helmet, couldn't see his expression clearly, but just cast a proud look down.

Yuku looked to the right, the Mexica's wooden cannon was only a hundred paces away. The wooden barrels are covered with metal copper hoops, and the small muzzles are emitting wisps of blue smoke, like a mysterious priestly fetish, which makes people both awe and yearn. Yuku stared for a few breaths, shook his head regretfully, and left the readily available fetish behind. He looked at the warrior behind him again. Wearing standard armor, the young king stood unobtrusively in the center of the guard. The king's body is dyed red, and the copper axe in his hand is also stained with blood. The descendants of the condor never lack courage!

The Hound nodded earnestly, then waved the flag grimly. More than two hundred guards were left behind. They would use their lives to temporarily block the returning Mexica Legion. Then, Yuku continued to point the front of the flag and blew the piccolo in his mouth. A thousand bronze axe guards followed the unparalleled warriors and charged at the enemy commander again!

Shulot stood on the hill, watching the imperial guards of the Royal Army who were charging. His palms were dripping with sweat, but his face was full of a confident smile.

"As expected of the famous bronze axe guard! It's a pity that they met me, and they are doomed to perish here today!"

Then, the young king swept forward majestically and shouted to the guarding Jaguar Chapter.

"My loyal noble warriors! Four years ago, the Tarrasco Guards stepped on your dignity and became famous in World War I! Now, it's your turn to be ashamed. I pray to the Lord God and bless you Your promise of victory! Defeat the Tarrasco guards and regain the glory of the Jaguars!"

"Roar!"

The five hundred jaguars roared fiercely together. Many jaguar warriors who valued glory took out their daggers and slashed the cheeks on either side, letting blood drip down. Then the drop of blood fell, they stretched out their hands in their hearts, and made a blood oath to die! Then, the warriors in the front row took out their throwing spears and lined up on the hill, waiting for the bronze axe guard to approach.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Sherlot waved the flag again decisively. The five hundred crossbowmen were already close to the hill, but it was too late to go any further. They obeyed the flag and stopped on the spot, without taking a moment to catch their breath, they quickly wound the strings, and shot a deadly rain of arrows at the enemy guards who rushed within a hundred paces!

Seeing the crossbow warriors raising their big crossbows, the hound Yuku's pupils shrank suddenly. He took two quick steps back and stood in front of the king, holding up his shield.

"Bang, bang!" The violent impact came in an instant, and the shrill screams suddenly sounded and stopped. Then, Yukul didn't bother to check the casualties of the samurai. He hurriedly blew the bamboo flute and ordered the flag to point forward diagonally. The three hundred guards at the forefront immediately leaned forward and charged forward, rapidly approaching the crossbowmen group within a hundred paces. The powerful armor-piercing crossbowmen must not be allowed to shoot again at close range!

Shulot nodded slightly. Hundreds of crossbow arrows flew, and the fierce Tarrasco guards fell to the ground. The armor-piercing crossbowman is indeed the nemesis of the elite infantry. Then, the young king moved his gaze, staring at the quick-responding enemy general, with an admiring smile on his face.

More than a hundred steps away, Yuku raised his head and looked at each other. He looked at the contemptuous smile of the enemy's marshal, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent. The hound just paused for a moment, then held the shield in his left hand and the gun in his right, and led the seven hundred guards to attack again in the direction of the wolf flag!

The fierce drums of war sounded "dong dong", and the turbulent footsteps came crashing. The two most elite battle groups in the world finally approached each other within fifty steps. At this moment, the two supreme kings are a hundred steps apart, and they are betting their lives at the same time!

Shulot waved the flag, and the jaguar warriors in the front roared and shot spears suddenly; Yuku blew the bamboo flute, and the bronze axe guards in the rear raised their long bows and suddenly shot feather arrows. Then, the samurai on both sides roared at the same time, and charged towards each other fiercely!

The battlefield seemed to stagnate for a moment. The warriors violently waved their battle sticks and chopped out tomahawks. They only saw the opponent in front of them, and there was no sound in their ears. The world was alive again after a while, and the thunderous cry echoed on the hill. , Hundreds of the world's most elite warriors splattered blood, entangled with each other and fell tragically. As soon as the decisive battle began, it immediately entered the most intense climax!

A copper axe guard vigorously swung the copper axe, directly severing the opponent's refined wooden shield, and the brightly colored plumes scattered everywhere. Facing the onslaught of the enemy, the skilled jaguar warrior threw out his residual shield, took two steps forward with vigorous steps, and swiped the battle stick in his hand delicately. The razor-sharp obsidian shards strike like electricity, slashing the neck lightly, taking the enemy's life away in an instant.

Before the jaguar warrior could smile in victory, a huge two-handed tomahawk approached him. "boom"! The axe slashed everything and slammed him to the ground. The blood of "Bobo" surged like a waterfall, and the mutilated body was almost split in half. It turned out that there were even more ferocious warriors of the Great Axe hidden among the guards of the Great Shield and Short Axe. The unparalleled power of the two-handed tomahawk quickly caught the attention of the Mexica warriors.

The big axe warrior just took a breath, and two battle sticks attacked from both sides at the same time. The big axe warrior had no shield, so he swung the big axe to the right with determination. A wooden shield was smashed again with a "bang", but the old jaguar warrior had withdrawn his attack, took a quick step back, and avoided the oncoming edge. The opponent's empty door opened wide, and the jaguar warrior on the left grinned and slashed in half, cutting a half-meter wound on the opponent's waist! The big axe warrior immediately fell to the ground, and the huge battle axe fell into the dust.

"Pfft!" The brave jaguar warrior had just ended the enemy's life, and the death **** of reaping came fiercely. A sharp spear was extremely fast, and suddenly pierced the leather armor of the waist and abdomen, then stirred it from side to side, and then pulled it out violently. As the blood spurted, there were once again more live corpses on the battlefield. Yuku raised his spear, lightly and quickly. Another jaguar warrior who lost his shield let out a half scream, struggled to cover his neck, and fell to the ground like a stream of blood.

The hound Yoku took a step back and wiped the blood from his face. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Marshal Mexica, who was fifty paces away, like a snake. Several personal guards were holding large shields and crowded in front of the marshal. The Hound stretched out his left hand, touched the longbow behind his back, shook his head, then waved his spear again and rushed into the enemy formation!

On the handsome stage, Shulot had already put away the command flag, took down the longbow, and paid close attention to the battle situation in front of him. He was in imminent danger, the sound of fierce fighting echoed in his ears, and the rich smell of blood lingered on his nose. This is a familiar and dangerous fight, and after a long time, he is so close to him again!

The young king's expression was calm and his heart was like still water. He watched an elite warrior fight on the king's battlefield, falling alternately like rice. Warriors may be tall, or strong, or brave, or fearless, but they are all just pawns of the king!

Thinking of this, the young king lowered his eyes slightly, his face was like a flat lake, there was a thunderous explosion in his heart, and flames burned in his chest! The king's eyes are constantly examining, constantly moving, and engraving everything in his heart.

A few dozen steps away, the 500 Jaguars and the 700 Bronze Axe Guards fought fiercely. Although the Bronze Axe Guard temporarily occupies the advantage of the number of people, it is impossible to break through in a short period of time. The decisive blow will stop here! A hundred paces away, the five hundred crossbowmen had already dropped their big crossbows. They wielded battle sticks, turned into powerful temple guards, and fought fiercely with only half of the kingdom guards in front of them, occupying a clear upper hand. And two or three hundred paces away, thousands of longbow warriors continued to gather, attacking the two hundred guards who were desperately blocking. The number of guards keeps decreasing, and they can only block for half a moment at most!

Shirot nodded slowly. He looked to his side and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ring the drum of the general attack and wave the banner forward! Strictly order the warriors of the former army not to return to help, quickly break the enemy line, and cut off the King Tarrasco flag!"

Then, the young king looked at Bertard beside him, and gave an order before the samurai chief spoke.

"Bottard, you are my bravest holy eagle! Bring a dozen warriors with you to repel the enemy generals!"

Shirot stretched out his finger and pointed to Yuku, who was continuously advancing in the formation fifty paces away.

"He's the sharpshooter of the Tarrasco Guards! Defeat him for life and death!"

Looking at the majestic king, Bertard remained silent, bowed his head and saluted. Then, the samurai chief took off his long bow and aimed at Yuku, who was dancing with the spear and snake, and paused for a while, and it was a ferocious arrow!

"Hey!" A precise sharp arrow roared! Hearing the sound of the rushing wind, Yuku tilted his head suddenly, and his left ear was aching. He quickly bowed and reached out to touch it. The tentacles were filled with warm blood, and only half of his left ear was left. The hound was taken aback and stopped cautiously. He looked up and saw a warrior with a vicissitudes of life put away his big bow, holding a stick and shield, and strode towards this side.

Seeing the other party's steps, Yuku's expression froze. He didn't care about the pain in his left ear, he turned his head back quickly, and swept over the Supreme King covertly. The king stood quietly in the center of the guard, receiving the quiet and tight protection of the warriors. Yoku the hound pursed his lips, nodded affirmatively to the king, and turned around again. Then, he took a deep breath, raised the spear in his hand diagonally, stared at the rapidly approaching Mexica warrior captain, and quickly walked forward to meet him.

Bertard looked determined. With light steps, he ran like a tiger, with a clear sense of rhythm, leaping forward like a beast. The samurai chief stared at the opponent in front of him and caught the figure of the opponent in his eyes, but he was not confused by the opponent's small movements. When the martial arts rise to a certain height, the enemy in front of him will condense from a complex and detailed human figure into a simple and abstract figure. Offense, defense, evasion, block, all actions have powerful trends, and there are traces to follow, and they definitely can't hide from his eyes! At this level, the only thing that determines the outcome of the fight is the power and speed of the movement, and the precision and control of the body!

Bertard smiled slightly, the shield in his left hand swiftly raised, and Yuku's rapid stab was blocked by "Bang" Ran. Then, the samurai captain leaned forward, approaching the opponent within two steps. He swung out his right arm, and the battle stick precisely attacked the opponent's waist.

Yuku immediately dodged dexterously and opened the distance again. He picked up his spear lightly, and plunged it into Bertard's neck. Bertard also made a dodgy step, dodging the spear so well. Then, the samurai long swung his stick diagonally, hit the long spear in the wrong direction, and at the same time advanced with his left foot, and approached the opponent again. Yuku had to step back, keeping the best distance for the spear.

On the fierce battlefield, the two advanced and retreated, their footsteps changing, and while avoiding the surrounding weapons, they launched a fierce attack on the opponent. It took only a minute or two to fight, and Yuku's heart sank, and the chill was overwhelming. He was fighting all the way, and his physical strength had already consumed most of it. At this time, facing such a formidable opponent, he really had no confidence at all!

The situation is critical, we must hurry! Thinking of this, Yuku's eyes widened. He suddenly took a step forward and stabbed his spear long, revealing an obvious flaw. Then, his right hand loosened slightly, always ready to strike with an axe!

Bertard's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the surging killing intent of his opponent. He waved his shield, felt the slightly weaker strength of the spear, and showed a clear smile. In the face of the enemy's flaws, the samurai chief did not advance rashly. He just followed the spear and slashed at the opponent's hands, forcing Yuku to immediately abandon the spear and draw the axe.

The samurai captain's smile was like a sharp arrow, piercing deep into Yuku's heart. The agile hound took a step back again, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com distanced himself from his opponent. He sighed softly, gave up all luck, then made a decision and shouted sharply.

"Stop him! Buy me a moment!"

Hearing the general's order, the captain of the personal guard who led the team to follow gritted his teeth. He held a large shield high and half-hidden a copper axe, and rushed forward at his own expense, and dozens of guards around him also rushed forward.

Bertard frowned slightly, and led the dozens of warriors beside him, dodged the former captain of the guard, and continued to kill General Yuku. The chief guard held his shield high and chased after the entanglement regardless of his life and death. And Yuku in front left the brigade of guards to stop him, and only brought a few dead soldiers, turned around and left!

As soon as he was far away from the powerful samurai captain, the swift hound stooped and bent towards the enemy formation on the other side, launching a fierce assault. He swiftly swung his spear, endured the increasing wounds, and took ten steps forward desperately! Then, in the bodyguard of the dead, the unparalleled warrior slammed his spear into the soil, then took off his longbow without a pause, and aimed at Marshal Mexica, who was thirty paces away. shoot!

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