Aztec Eternals Chapter 591

The Aztec Eternal Chapter 591 The end of the boat, the last pea

It was a long night, with stratified clouds, no lights, and no stars and moon. The Mistec harassment began north of the river bank and emerged west of the camp. Wave after wave of fighting took place in the dark. At first there was the wind of archery, then the sound of running footsteps, then the cries of struggle, the wailing of wounded, the moans of dying, and the thumping of the struggling falling water.

Chiwaco and Puap boarded the longship, looking into the indistinguishable distance and listening to the wind blowing. The two clenched their weapons, gathered the members of the expedition, and waited patiently on the boat. Fighting at night like this, many people may not be a good thing.

"Well, it seems that there are not many people on the other side."

Chiwako raised his palm and put it on his ear, frowning and listening for a long time.

"As long as the camp on the shore is not chaotic, such a night attack will not cause many casualties..."

"Kill! Rain God bless!"

"Ah! The supreme cloud snake!..."

As soon as the voice fell, a hurried scream of killing suddenly broke out beside the camp of Tlaxcala's captives. Then, in less than a quarter of an hour, the sporadic hurried shouts of killing turned into bursts of panicked exclamations.

Ding Zhuang of the Tlaxcalans wielded stone spears, ran chaotically between darkness and bonfires, and even collided with each other. Then, the screams of the wounded, high and low, sounded continuously, like the cry of a wounded and desperate wild deer, all the way to the river.

"...Ding Zhuang's camp is in chaos. An enemy killed it."

Puap's eyelids jumped. He could not wait to stretch out his hand and tightly cover the mouth of the old militiaman.

"I said old man Qi! Can you close this stinky mouth that the doomsday salamander kissed for me?!"

In traditional mythology, Shrottle, the **** of death, is a black dog with a red tongue. However, she also transformed into a salamander, escaping the sacrifice of the sun. That salamander heralded the death of the gods, also known as the doom.

"Eh? Doomsday salamander? Puapu, you're also speaking ill of Your Majesty... Besides, Your Majesty kisses the princess..."

Night raids, fighting and chaos continued throughout the night. Shouts and howls, like frogs in the rainforest, constantly disturb people's minds. Fortunately, the team of Prepecha warriors has never been in chaos.

The battalion commander, Piedmont, led a brigade of warriors, while entangled with the Mistec elite who attacked at night, while suppressing the fleeing Tlaxcaladinzhuang. It was not until the dawn lit up the sky and the enemy who had attacked at night withdrew, and the long-lost silence fell on the river bank.

The sky was getting brighter, and the battalion commander Pimmon pursed his lips and climbed up the hill on the shore. He looked around the messy camp, looked at the corpse of Ding Zhuang lying on the bank of the river, and looked at the Tlaxcala prisoners who had escaped everywhere, with anger burning in his chest.

"Bastards! Eight hundred stupid turkeys! Go, Prepecha eagles, and bring me all these turkeys running around!"

Two hours later, the "turkeys" returned to the camp on the shore again. However, only over 600 remained. The rest either died or escaped. Battalion Commander Pi Meng had a gloomy face and stood for a long time under the trembling eyes of Ding Zhuang. He clenched the bronze spear several times, the cold words came to his mouth, and he swallowed them back.

"The courage of these turkeys has already been frightened. If they kill a few more, I am afraid they will collapse at the touch of a touch... Damn it! Marching to fight, with teammates like turkeys, it is better not to bring them! … "

However, "turkeys" also work. When the morning sun rose into the air, hundreds of Ding Zhuang people, with low morale, dragged the long boats by the river and entered the tributary to the northwest. In order to speed up the expedition, the two hundred sailors of the expedition also joined Laxian's team. As for the remaining hundreds of warriors, they were fully armed and equipped, and they were vigilant on the other side of the long river.

On the other side of the long river, a complacent smile appeared on Marble Kava's face. He still carried the feather bundle on his back, with hundreds of tribe warriors, looking across the river.

"Haha! It turned out to be 200 eagles, 200 tigers, and 800 grass rats!"

"Exactly, the leader is right."

Ear Joao leaned forward. He was still covered in blood, and his face was glowing with excitement.

"I took the hunters and harassed them all night. The armored warriors are not easy to fight, nor are the archers who shoot the arrows. Only the militiamen carrying spears are defeated after two dashes!"

Speaking of which, Joao paused and grinned.

"Boss, are the hunters still going tonight?"

"Of course!"

Marble Kava touched his chin, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Facing the tiger people in the north, the clan elders in the city, many people are afraid of it! ... If I can defeat this team and capture the sacred ship, my reputation among the tribes in the lowlands... ah ha ha ha! "

Excited laughter echoed along the rushing river, reminiscent of a proud lynx. When the night fell, another long dark night came, and the night raid team encountered trouble.

"Huh? Where did all those Ding Zhuang with stone spears go?"

Ear Joao looked puzzled. He looked at the heavily guarded samurai camp by the river bank, but could no longer find any trace of the "grass rats".

"Like? In the boat?"

Another senior hunter, Suo Yin, narrowed his eyes, and by the faint moonlight, he looked at the dense figures on the boat two hundred steps away.

"There are many people on the big ship, many, many people. There are militiamen with spears, and there are archers with bows."

"...Damn it!"

Ear Joao frowned and cursed angrily.

"Sooner or later, the rain **** will bring down heavy rain, set off flash floods, and sink them all to the bottom of the river!"

"Or, let's try again, attack the warriors on the shore, and then sneak on board?"

Ear Joao hesitated for a long time before nodding.

"Then try again!"

Facts have proved that without the drag of the "grass rat", Prepecha's eagle is difficult to deal with. When the morning sun rose, the "Lynx" who attacked at night left more than 30 corpses, while the warriors on the opposite side suffered a dozen casualties. In the entire tribe, there are very few hunters who are well nourished and strong, and who can see and fight at night, and can't stand such consumption at all.

"...What is this sturdy thick skin made of?"

On the bank of the river, Marble Kava looked solemn. In his hand, he held a pair of torn bronze cloth armor, tossing and touching it for a while. There are more than ten stab marks on the front of this cloth middle armor. But these stabs only pierced the cloth surface, but did not break the hard pieces inside. On the entire middle armor, there is only a fatal breach on the weak side and back.

"...We took advantage of the darkness to surround a squad. As a result, six elite hunters were killed in a row, and the armored squad leader was killed before the enemy reinforcements arrived."

Joao pursed his lips, his face filled with grief and anger.

"Suo Yin stabbed the opponent three times in a row! As a result, the enemy ignored him and killed him with an axe! ... Chief, let me bring more soldiers to avenge Suo Yin!"

"...The Supreme Rain God!"

Marble Kava looked across the river bank and counted in his heart. There are more than 40 eagle warriors in the same armor. And the current position has reached the upper reaches of the northwest. It is only a day's journey away from Linshui Village, the outpost occupied by the tiger people. He pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before sighing in a low voice.

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

"Let's withdraw!... Back to Yeguo City!"

A day later, the expedition fleet arrived at Linshui Village along the long river. This is a Tlaxcala village that has been abandoned and is now occupied by the South Road Army as an outpost of the mountain pass fortress group.

The small villages were built on high ground beside the river, surrounded by a new fence. A brigade of two hundred Mexica warriors was stationed here, along with twice as many militias.

The expedition team spent a day in Linshui Village, replenished some drinking water, and continued to set off. Here, the tributaries of the big water river become the small water river. The Xiaoshui River is no more than three meters deep, but it is enough for boating. And along the river, continue upstream, first go north for fifty miles, then turn to the northeast for thirty miles, and then arrive at the important town of food transfer for the South Road Legion, where thousands of legions are stationed in the mountain fortress group.

At this point, the terrain flattens and the water slows down. The fleet does not need to pull the fiber, and it can already go against the trend of the ship. Battalion Commander Pimon is here, saying goodbye to Chiwako.

"Blessed by the Lord! The two captains, from here, along the river, go all the way to the northeast for 80 to 90 miles, and you will arrive at the camp of Shugucheng where His Majesty is located! ... I want to return to Babai Town as soon as possible, and we will part here. Now. May the eagle of Prepecha soar high in the western sky!"

"Haha! The eagle spreads its wings, not only to fly in the west, but also to the east and south!"

Puapu laughed, clenched his fists on his chest, and patted his chest hard.

"When I meet Your Majesty, I will definitely talk about your loyalty and bravery in front of the king!"

"Okay, thank you so much! May the Lord God bless us!"

"May the Lord God bless us and bless the kingdom!"

The three of them prayed together and said goodbye. The long ship continued to travel, traveling twenty miles a day. After four or five days, they finally reached an open and rich valley.

The wide river flows slowly between the valleys, crisscrossing it. And the boundless farmland suddenly unfolded in front of the eyes, spreading out a picture of a bumper harvest. Tens of thousands of young and strong tribes are bowing their heads and bending over, carrying bamboo baskets and straw baskets, carrying stone sickles, and working hard in the fields. After waiting for five months, the hundreds of thousands of acres of corn fields finally got a bumper harvest!

"It's so beautiful!"

The old militiaman stood at the bow of the boat in a daze, looking at the picture of the harvest, like seeing the most beautiful dream. This is the firmest longing in his heart. No matter how rough the waves are or how far away he is from home, they are deeply entangled in his heart and appear in his dreams.

"It's so beautiful!"

The old militiaman murmured and repeated. Then, he lowered his head and was silent for a long time. Memories of the past few years flashed in his mind, changing his thoughts little by little. Like a pea, deep in his heart, it slowly took root and sprouted again.

"This blind majesty, finally, can do good things... huh~~"

The old militiaman let out a long breath~www.mtlnovel.com~ Then, he stretched out his old hand, groped for a while in his arms, and really found a shriveled pea...

The long wind blows, and the fragrance spreads thousands of miles. With clear old eyes, the old militiaman looked at the beans in his palm and smiled with relief. Then, he stretched out his hand and looked at the golden field, facing the sunset in the evening, and gently tossed the pea that had been left for a long time into the field on the bank.

The young dark snake pursed his lips and wrapped his clothes tightly. He looked at this land that he had grown up with and was familiar with, but now it is somewhat unfamiliar, and his eyes gradually became moist. Then, he turned his head, looked at the old captain with the same moist eyes, and opened his mouth cautiously.

"Father Qi... what are you... doing?"

"...I am farming!"

Chiwako smiled happily, like an old farmer that is the most common in the countryside. After so many waves, he has not changed from beginning to end.

"Dark snake, let me tell you... my farming skills are good!~"

At the beginning of October, the kingdom's expedition fleet finally arrived at the water valley city by the river. From the estuary of Tulsa on the Pacific Ocean to the small river outside the water valley, the fleet sailed for several months and traveled a long road of nearly 2,000 miles, encountered countless tribes, and witnessed countless mountains and mountains. Waves!

"Going all the way, if such a long river can be completely opened up, what kind of change will it bring to the whole world?"

No one can answer this question, not even His Highness Shen Qi. Because at this moment, he was already wearing armor and a big bow, standing under the towering and dangerous Cloud Snake City. +Bookmark+

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