Chapter 311: Battle of Taniguchi End

The setting sun shines down on the valley, which is full of bright red. The bone horns are blowing urgently, the war drums are resounding, and the bloody killing continues. The battle gradually reaches its climax as life goes by.

The vanguard barbarians assassinated their enemies feverishly, not caring about their own life or death. The four hundred dog descendants only resisted for a moment before being slaughtered by the barbarians. Under the close range shooting of the hunters, the large group of barbarians were also shot dead. Corpses filled the slopes and even reached the level of the village walls. The subsequent barbarian soldiers stepped on the corpses and charged directly, fighting with the new group of canine descendants!

The black wolf had a sullen face, frowned, and shot arrow after arrow to kill the enemies on the wall.

The battle in the rear camp had exceeded his expectations and turned into a brutal war of attrition. The vanguard barbarians successively suffered casualties from four squadrons. Counting the first squadron, almost half of them were lost. More than ten of the armored guards were killed, all shot in the throat by an arrow. The crossbowmen in the rear formation were charged once and suffered 20 or 30 casualties. The total adds up to the loss of more than 500 guards! How should he explain this number to His Highness? Only a more complete victory!

Dozens of steps away, looking at the heavy casualties, Ke Ka's heart felt like a knife. The Aztecs had the long-range advantage and their attacks were as fierce as a storm. During these two hours of fighting, the canine descendants had no choice but to sacrifice their lives.

The men recruited from various ministries were used as human shields, and 1,500 people were killed one after another. The ordinary soldiers of the Red Frog tribe suffered more than five hundred casualties, and even the red-haired soldiers suffered hundreds of casualties. All told, there were more than 2,000 casualties, of which more than 600 were from the Red Frog headquarters. How many Aztecs died? Seeing that the 400 people who had left the camp were struggling again, they didn't know how long they could hold on. Once the opponent's warriors rush into the camp and lose long-range support, the rear camp will not be able to defend it!

Koka gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and shouted to the red-haired guard.

"Miwa, we are almost running out of recruits! Take 400 tribal warriors from the back camp and form a team, ready to attack at any time!"

"Ah?! Chief, I can't listen to you! Our Red Frog tribe only has two thousand warriors in total! A quarter of them have been killed now, and half of them are holding on here. How can we overwhelm the last tribe!"

"Huh? What do you think we should do?! Behind us is the valley. There is no way to retreat, and the soldiers can't retreat. Once we can't hold on to the wall, and the cactus warriors rush in, the camp will be over, and so will the valley!"

"Chief, in order to surround and kill the Otomi native dogs, the Red Fox tribe came with more than a thousand warriors! They found a high ground behind the camp to watch the battle. These are the elites of the Red Fox! No matter what, the Red Fox tribe must be Pull down the water!"

"Oh! Red Fox Tribe."

Koka's eyes widened and he tugged on his red hair in annoyance. Then, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Tell the red-haired captain who leads the Red Fox Tribe! The Cactus Tribe is attacking fiercely, and the Red Frog Tribe can hardly hold it anymore. Let him bring people to support immediately! If there are no reinforcements in two quarters of an hour, the Red Frog Tribe will have no choice but to attack the Cactus Tribe. surrender!"

"Ah? Chief, how can we surrender to the Cactus tribe after a fight like this? Everyone on the other side is dying!"

The red-haired guard shook his head repeatedly. Chief Red Frog glared over fiercely.

"That's it! The red-haired captain is not smart and has little experience! He often goes to the meeting hall to report back. I have seen him many times. As long as he bluffs, he will take it seriously!"

"Listen to you, Chief is smart!"

Miwa quickly ran towards the rear camp, whizzing arrows flying back and forth over his head, and deafening shouts floating far behind him. Soon, Miwa ran out of the camp and ran towards the red fox flag on the hill to the west. Under the flag, a red fox captain was looking towards the battlefield, with another red-haired scout beside him. Yes, none other than Iwekan and Amosi.

The red sun sets in the west, revealing a slight purple color, dyeing the sky gorgeously. Under the sky, the boiling fighting seemed to be endless. Teams of cactus warriors continued to charge forward, breaking through the obstruction of the canine warriors. The vanguard barbarians shouted wildly and fought fiercely, and the bodyguards in armor climbed up the wall of the village. Within a moment, dozens of vanguards rushed into the camp. The hope of victory is as close as the sunset!

The black wolf Toltec stood like a rock, with dozens of bone arrows stuck in his golden armor. He tried his best to suppress the desire to rush and kill himself, and just shot the enemies on the wall with one arrow. Behind him, the shooting of the temple crossbowmen gradually became sparse, and the crossbow bolts they carried were nearly exhausted.

"Okay! Defeat the valley entrance, now!"

Toltec's arrows shot like lightning and killed a red-haired man again. A triumphant smile appeared on his lips. But for a moment, the victorious smile quickly solidified and became out of reach.

The Red Fox flag was erected in the camp, and hundreds of tribal warriors poured in. The large group of red fox warriors waved their war clubs, and the dozens of vanguards who entered the camp were quickly overwhelmed. Then, hundreds of red fox hunters raised their hunting bows, quickly came to the back of the village wall, and shot downward again to stabilize the shaky front.

"Phew! The red cat, the red frog, and the red fox are really three parts in one, supporting each other like a pack of wolves!"

Black Wolf took a long breath. His eyes burned with fighting intent, and he raised his longbow again.

"Zhongtou! Roar! Watch me defeat you all!"

Behind the village wall, a newly arrived red-haired warrior was hit by an arrow in the face. He screamed and fell down, seemingly dead. Two steps away, Iwekan quickly bowed and squatted down. He touched his cheek and wiped the splattered liquid, feeling terrified in his heart.

"Ouch! Who is this? He stands like a target, but his archery skills are so sharp!"

"Ah? He is the chief of a large tribe who controls eight thousand warriors, the commander of the cactus warriors in the middle, and the black wolf who is good at shooting."

Waka looked around and saw that the cactus warriors who had entered the camp were temporarily repelled, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ouch! As a chief, he is actually fighting on the front line!"

Ivican squatted down and shouted in surprise.

"Shoot him!"

"Boohoo!"

The fierce crossbow arrows shot out, instantly killing dozens of Red Fox warriors in the camp. Hearing the familiar screams, Iwekan felt pain in his heart and wailed loudly.

"Ouch! After this battle, the chief will skin me!"

"Iwekan, that black wolf, is a warrior wearing thick leather!"

The rain of arrows crisscrossed the sky, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. Amosi shrank and observed carefully for a while, then patted Ivican on the shoulder.

"Don't forget, how to defeat thick skin!"

"Ouch! Amosi, you said, shoot the exposed neck, shoot the calves and feet, and hammer their heads?"

"Yes. But this warrior is very powerful. He has been covering the vital parts of his neck with his arms. There are personal guards covering him. We can only shoot his calf!"

"Ouch! Amosi, are you sure?"

".I didn't. But Ivican, you should have!"

The two red-haired warriors lowered their bodies, held their bows and arrows, and carefully approached the wall of the village. Not far away, the cactus warriors rushed up again and fought with the red frog and red fox warriors. The blood has completely stained the camp, and there is pungent blood everywhere.

"Ouch! Me?"

"Yes. Use the big bow you captured! Let's separate to both sides. I do this and you do this. Just shoot him like this!"

"Okay! Amosi, you are so smart!"

Low whispers floated on the wall, and were later covered up by fierce shouts of death. Toltec's face was like frost, he was panting slightly, and the arrows in his hands were like shooting stars. He stared at the camp in front of him, his eyes as hot as fire.

"Armored Guards, charge again!"

Toltec shouted loudly. The surrounding guards bowed their heads in salute and rushed toward the slope fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a bone arrow struck sharply, accurately hitting the black wolf's cheek. Black Wolf's pupils shrank and he lowered his head slightly. With a "bang" sound, the bone arrow was blocked by the face-covering helmet and bounced away.

"Ratfish!"

The black wolf glared angrily and faced an older red-haired warrior, who was raising his bow to challenge him. Black Wolf didn't hesitate, turned around, raised his hand and shot an arrow!

"Whoosh, ah!"

The black wolf Toltekeli shot out his arrow. Before he could see the result clearly, he heard the sound of fierce wind. He subconsciously ducked to avoid it, but suddenly his leg hurt! Hei Lang looked down and saw that his left leg had been shot through by a copper arrow. The power of this copper arrow was so great that it directly broke through the cotton armor on the legs and penetrated deeply into the flesh. It was completely unlike the short bow of the Guakili people!

"Whizzing!"

On the camp, two sharp arrows roared towards Toltec's cheek and calf again. Hei Lang tried his best to avoid it, but his right leg felt another pain! His legs were injured, and he could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground diagonally. Soon, beads of sweat broke out on Black Wolf's head. He tried hard to stand up, but couldn't find the strength.

"Captain!"

More than a dozen personal guards rushed over anxiously, covering Toltec under them.

"Leader Black Wolf!"

On the watchtower of the front camp, Mesper saw the black wolf fall, and his expression suddenly changed. If His Highness's love will be lost here, then what will happen to him? Thinking of this, Mespa immediately took out the conch horn and blew it hard on his lips.

"Woooooo! The entire army retreats!"

"Woooo! The whole army retreats!"

The piercing conch horn echoed in the valley, and the boiling battlefield suddenly stopped for an instant. The pioneer warriors turned around in disbelief and saw only the disappearing figure of the regiment leader and the retreating flag of General Mesper.

"No. Continue!."

Hei Lang gritted his teeth and shouted while enduring the pain, but his words were unclear. The guards paused, but still protected the regiment leader, pulled out the commander's flag, and retreated to the front camp together.

"Boohoo!"

The temple crossbowmen fired their final crossbow bolts, struggling to suppress the city and covering the vanguard battalion's retreat down the slope. The slope was covered with corpses and blood, extending all the way to the crossbowmen. Tick-tock, ding-dong, the sticky red quietly gathered in the valley, forming a small pool that did not reach the instep.

After a while, the two armies broke away from contact and drifted away. The brutal fighting finally stopped completely, everyone was exhausted. The evening breeze blew, and the broken red frog flag fluttered on the wall of the village. The camp was filled with corpses, as well as the defenders who were as motionless as corpses.

In the sky, the purple setting sun spreads its last brightness and warmth, and then slowly sinks into the mountain ridge. The shadows of the mountains spread like thick ink, gradually submerging the entire valley. In the intersection of purple light and darkness, large groups of American vultures fluttered down. They made shrill cries and used their sharp beaks to tear off the softness of death from the warm remains. This is the meal you've been waiting for for a long time.

As the setting sun faded, darkness flooded the two campsites. The camp was like a wounded beast, lying in the shadow of the night, silently licking its wounds. After a while, a bonfire was lit in the camp. A little firelight, facing each other from a distance, just like the slightly closed eyes of a beast sleeping peacefully in a peaceful night.

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