Chapter 397 The Attacking Black Wolf

On the evening of December 23, Black Wolf led 3,000 Guakili dog descendants, ran nearly 300 miles, and captured the ancestral land of the southwest Tekos tribe, the empty Hand Snake City.

The 3,000 dog descendants looted in the city for one night and looted outside the city for another day. According to the instructions of the Black Wolf Corps, the looting Guakili warriors did not chase the tribesmen who fled into the mountains, but set fire everywhere in the basin. More than a dozen nearby Tekos villages were completely set on fire.

Billowing smoke rose from the sky. The barn caught fire, the stored grain was burned, the huts were burned, and the Tekos village was reduced to ashes and burned. On the night of the 24th, the entire rich Hand Snake Basin was full of unextinguished flames!

The Corps rested well in the Hand Snake City for a night. On the morning of the 25th, Black Wolf personally set fire to the chief's hall of the Hand Snake City, and the Red Monkey set fire to the barn with sufficient grain. Soon, large flames were set on fire everywhere in the city. Seven thousand women and children were released by the army and fled to the north. Most of the women and children who fled looked pale and terrified. They carried three days' worth of food with them and were ordered to flee to the north and surrender to the kingdom outside the valley. Of course, no one supervised them. When they passed the north of the city, they would only see a Jingguan built with heads, which shocked all the Tekos people.

As the sun rose, more than two thousand dog warriors gathered in the south of the Hand Snake Basin. The dumb deer, with hundreds of red-haired hunters, had already gone south as scouts for the army.

Black Wolf stood on a hill in the south of the city, watching the Hand Snake City burning in the sea of ​​fire. A large amount of black smoke rose up and changed its shape in the sky. Now is the dry season, and there is no rain in the sky. Such a fire can never be put out by manpower.

"Haha! Let's go, the whole army goes south!"

Black Wolf laughed with satisfaction, waved his hand, and ran south. Thousands of dog people howled and set off like a pack of wolves. After two days of rest, they were in high spirits and wanted to destroy all enemies!

The red falcon hovered over the mountains and forests, looking for prey to fill its stomach in the lingering smoke. It patrolled for a moment, smelled the breath of danger, and decided to leave. Because at this moment, in this basin and the surrounding mountains and forests, there were 30,000 tribesmen who were about to fall into hunger.

On the afternoon of the 27th, the 3,000 Guajili Corps ran for a day and a half, traveled 60 to 70 miles of mountain roads, and caught up with the 2,000 Tekos militia who were retreating in the area of ​​Yeshan Village (now Tehuantepec, Michoacán). These militias came from the coastal tribes further south and belonged to several noble chiefs.

After seeing the fire in the direction of the Hand Snake City, the noble chiefs of each tribe were panicked. The enemy went deep into the mountains and captured the Hand Snake City. Could it be that the great chief of Chimali had been defeated and died? They stayed there for a day and waited for several defeated soldiers from the north. They learned that the invading enemies were "tens of thousands, fierce and brutal, howling like wolves."

Faced with the critical situation in the Hand Snake Basin, the chiefs of each tribe discussed for half a day and made a decision: withdraw the army to the south and ignore the Hand Snake City of the Great Chief's tribe. Each tribe returned to the village to protect themselves and moved the tribe into the mountains as soon as possible! The two thousand Tekos militia finally retreated south in a hurry, but within a day, they were ambushed by the running red-haired hunters.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The sharp rain of arrows shot past, killing the feathered headman and the hunter who fought back. The Tekos team quickly loosened up and fell into chaos without command.

"Awoo!"

After several rounds of arrow rain, thousands of Guakili warriors howled and attacked from the flank! They were in high spirits, wearing protective cotton armor, waving sharp copper spears in their hands, and easily stabbed the poorly dressed Tekos militia to death!

The Tekos militia came from different villages. Their morale in the field lasted only a quarter of an hour, and some village militias collapsed first and turned to flee. Then, the rout expanded rapidly, blowing like the wind. Thousands of militiamen fled to the mountains!

"Swoosh!"

Black Wolf shot a Tekos warrior in cloth with a swift arrow. Then, he lowered his bow and looked around the battlefield. The enemy had been completely defeated, and the dog race was howling excitedly, rushing to chase.

"It's really vulnerable!"

Black Wolf curled his lips and asked Mavic, the Tekos guard and guide beside him.

"Mavic, where is this?"

"Boss, this is Tehuantepec, the 'mountains where wild beasts live'. The mountain village in front is Yeshan Village. Here, the mountain path will fork, one to the southwest and the other to the northwest."

Mavic lowered his head and answered respectfully. He was born in the coastal Tekos tribe and has always been known for his bravery. A few years ago, he was recruited by the Kingdom of Tarasco to resist the Mexica Alliance in the westward expedition. Later, he was defeated and captured, converted to the faith of the Lord God, joined the Guards Corps, and became a brave throwing pioneer.

Later, Black Wolf formed the Guakili Corps and took away 500 pioneers, including Mavic. Mavic was familiar with the terrain of the southern mountains and was an important guide in the adventurous southward advance.

"Two mountain roads?"

Black Wolf raised his eyebrows. He looked to the southwest, where a narrow mountain road meandered through the forest, only slightly flat. He looked to the northwest again, where an even narrower mountain road could not be seen at the end, and the terrain gradually rose.

"Where do they go?"

"The southwest one goes to the endless lake, only 120 to 30 miles away. The northwest one goes to the Fire River City in the Colima Mountains, about 200 miles away."

"Colima Mountains, Fire River City!"

Black Wolf murmured, with a desire in his eyes. He licked his lips with a strong desire to fight.

"Mavic, have you been to Fire River City?"

"Ah! Boss, I haven't been to Huohe City."

Mawek guessed the legion commander's thoughts and was shocked. He quickly advised.

"Boss, the area around Huohe City is extremely fertile, and there are at least 80,000 to 90,000 Western Tekos tribes gathered. Chief Colima can pull out 10,000 to 20,000 warriors and thousands of elite soldiers at any time. What's more, there is a terrain advantage on the opposite side."

Black Wolf pursed his lips and said nothing. He stared at the mountain road in the northwest, which was a place that His Highness had been thinking about, and it was also a huge barbarian nest. This time when the king's army went south, the 200,000 Western Tekos tribes had been in a state of mobilization, but they just didn't go out of the mountains. If they fight now, they might run into 20,000 to 30,000 tribal soldiers head-on.

After a while, Black Wolf suppressed the murderous intent in his chest and looked to the southwest.

"Well. Then we will continue to go south. Mawek, lead the way!"

"Yes, Boss."

Mawek's expression relaxed and nodded in response. Then, he looked at Black Wolf's face and carefully suggested, "Boss, the relationship between the coastal tribes is complicated, and they are not integrated with the shield tribe of Chimali. Some villages can become allies of the army, such as." "Well, Mawek?" Hearing this, Black Wolf's mouth curled up. He looked at his old subordinate who had followed him for many years and asked with a smile. "For example, the village where you were born?" "Ah! The commander of the army is wise. There are still dozens of Tekos guards in the camp from the coastal tribes, belonging to more than a dozen villages." "Well, for your sake, I will show mercy." Black Wolf smiled, his expression became serious, and he made a sharp decision. "Since there is a messenger for communication, then these villages, people and food will all be taken away!" The Guakili Legion chased the defeated army for half a day until night fell, and then returned with the severed heads. 600 of the 2,000 Tekos militiamen were killed, and the rest fled everywhere. The army dispersed thousands of mountain people in Yeshan Village and rested in the village. On the morning of the 28th, 3,000 dog races continued to move south, and as usual, they burned down the mountain village, leaving behind a post-war Jingguan. Then, the legion marched 120 miles southwest, and all the villages along the way were burned down. More than 20,000 Tekos tribesmen lost their food and fled to the mountains.

Three days later, on the last day of the year, Black Wolf Toltec finally arrived at the vast seashore, the eastern edge of the Pacific Ocean. This was the first time he had seen the sea in his life. This was also the first time that thousands of dog race warriors in the wilderness saw the sea.

Black Wolf stood on the beach in shock, looking at the endless blue sea. The midday sun fell at the end of the sky, shining with dazzling waves. Seabirds circled in the sky near the sea, making crisp calls from time to time. And the sea is so deep that only the sound of the waves remains in people's hearts.

"Is this the sea that Your Highness is talking about? An endless lake, a dangerous journey to a distant continent?"

After a long while, Black Wolf spoke with difficulty.

"No wonder His Highness always says, 'It's as vast as the sea of ​​smoke, as vast as the sea of ​​smoke. Quetzalcoatl went here on a snake raft?'

Red Monkey and Dumb Deer looked at each other, and they were also speechless. Then, Dumb Deer sighed and said.

"Lord God! What the wasteland lacks is water, but there is too much water here! If we can dig a ditch to divert the water, I wonder how much food we can grow."

"General Masat, the endless lake water is salty, and we can't grow food."

The guard Mavic looked at these people who had never seen the sea and smiled.

"But the fish in the lake are not salty."

"Ah! It's really salty!"

Red Monkey squatted down, scooped up a mouthful of sea water in doubt, and drank it. Then, he was extremely surprised, looking at the big lake in front of him, as if he saw a huge salt mine.

"How much salt do you need to add to so much water!"

In the wasteland, salt is also a scarce material.

"Near the sea, there is plenty of salt, just boil the salt directly! It's just a little bitter, not as good as the well salt and lake salt in the kingdom."

The guard Mavic shook his head. The coastal tribes did not master the perfect salt-making skills, let alone salt-drying. Of course, there are many salt lakes in Central America, and there is no shortage of salt, and the price of salt is relatively low.

"Mavic, where is this place?"

After looking for a while, Black Wolf collected his mood and asked solemnly.

"Boss, there is no name here. It's just that there are more palm trees and it is close to the big lake, so the locals call it Palm Bay. There are more than a dozen coastal villages nearby, with a small population, but there are small canoes for fishing."

"Small canoes?"

Hearing this, Black Wolf's eyes lit up. He has fought with His Highness for many years and is extremely sensitive to water transportation.

"Mavic, among the Tekos guards, are there any people born here?"

". There should be a few, from a fishing village not far to the northwest, and there are estimated to be more than 300 people in the village."

"Okay!"

Black Wolf gave the order without hesitation. "Ozoma, Masat!"

"Yes, Commander!"

"The legion will disperse, with 300 men in a team, and attack the surrounding villages! Take away all the canoes and food, and then burn the villages and the food that cannot be taken away! Do not waste time on looting!"

"Yes!"

"Mavic, you take the Tekos guards, plus 300 Guakili warriors, and communicate with the familiar fishing village chief. We can spare them, but we have to move everyone away and transport them by boat!"

The black wolf's eyes were shining. In this era, due to seawater erosion, most coastal villages lacked fertile soil for farming, and were not as prosperous as villages near lakes or rivers. The density of villages is not high, and the population is not large. Food problems for the army will gradually arise. From here on, we need to collect as much food as possible and use canoes to improve transportation capabilities.

"Yes, boss."

Guard Mavik pursed his lips and nodded in agreement with difficulty. The Legion Commander's will cannot be changed. Fortunately, although the villagers have to leave their homeland, their lives should be saved. Next, the entire southern mountainous area will fall into famine, so leaving early is not a bad thing.

Mavik comforted himself and left with the soldiers. The gathered legions also dispersed, bringing howls of wolves and flames to the coastal areas.

The legion plundered for two days and acquired 300 fishermen, one or two hundred canoes, and food to support 3,000 people for ten days. Everyone saw the magnificent sunset on the sea for the first time at the seaside, and welcomed the New Year at the seaside.

Early on the morning of January 3rd, the black wolf Toltec led the legion and turned southeast along the plains by the sea. The coastal plain is relatively wide, and three thousand canine descendants can spread out in several teams and sweep through all the villages. Fires ignited on the plains along the lake, and the tribesmen fled in the mountains and forests. During the day, thick smoke rose in the sky. In the dark night, the firelight and the starry sky reflected each other, leaving only the sea speechless.

The Guakili Legion marched all the way along the seaside, much faster than in the mountains. Under the constraints of the black wolf, the canine legion did not kill too much, but only told them when looting and burning food: If you want to survive, go to the north and surrender to the kingdom. Otherwise, even if we survive one season, such raids will happen again next year!

Everyone marched southeast for eight days and swept more than 300 miles! The legion created 30,000 to 40,000 Tekos refugees who were short of food, and forcibly recruited a thousand rowing fishermen. On the coastal land, there are thousands of canine warriors with bows and spears on their backs, marching all the way. Close to the coast were four to five hundred light canoes, carrying plundered food and property. On board were one or two hundred Black Wolf guards responsible for surveillance.

Black Wolf's bodyguards come from a wide range of sources, and many of them are good at water and can even fight in water. As for the canine descendants in the wasteland, they are all land ducks. They will faint as soon as they get on the boat and there is no hope for them.

After eight days of running, the legion rested in a rich village. Today is January 11th. If you are in the hinterland of the kingdom, New Year celebrations are being prepared everywhere. But now, the Legion just had a full meal, grilled some sea fish, and took a short rest for a while to recuperate.

Black Wolf gnawed on the hot grilled fish and finished it in two bites. Then, he held the fish's head and pointed to the north.

"Mavik, where does that mountain road lead?"

Guard Mavik looked at the mountain road to the north, with memories in his expression. After a moment, he said with emotion.

"Boss, that mountain road is very long and can go all the way to Appachingan! However, that mountain road is four to five hundred miles long and is very difficult to walk. A few years ago, I took that road to go to Talas. The Kingdom of Ke is at war"

Hei Lang looked for a moment, saw the rolling mountains, and shook his head. These tribes in the mountains can only be let go temporarily. Drilling into such deep mountains and old forests will cause a lot of attrition even for hardy dog-born.

"Mavik, where are we now?"

"Boss, we are in Nexpa. Nearby is the largest beach within hundreds of miles."

"Neshpa? What do you mean?"

Black Wolf chewed on this strange-sounding word, a little confused.

"Sounds a bit like nexatl, brownish-grey."

"I don't know. This is the word passed down from our ancestors."

Mavik shook his head and said with a smile.

"Brown-gray places are everywhere along the coast. To be really interesting, we have to go one hundred and twenty miles east. Not far from the mouth of the Talsas River, there is a gray-black sacred mountain. There are trees on the mountain. Not much, there are some reddish-brown stones.”

"Phew! There are still one or two hundred miles left. After such a long circle, we are finally almost at the Talsas River!"

The black wolf looked to the east, filled with expectation. He led three thousand elites and swept across the land of the Tekos people in the southwest, as if they were in an uninhabited land! Tens of thousands of tribesmen fled for their lives, but no pursuers appeared behind them.

"Under the leadership of Toltec, victory is so easy! Haha!"

The black wolf raised his head and grinned confidently. After a while, he looked at his personal guard Mavik.

"The army is here, so we have to leave some souvenirs. When we get near the Tarsus River, we will go to see the sacred mountain you mentioned and carve a stone tablet to record our achievements!"

"Okay, boss!"

I spent some time researching information and drawing, and I’m asking for votes at the beginning of the month!