Chapter 970 The Desperate "Raid"

June is the rainy season on the seashore. The strong wind blows the dark clouds, accompanied by the drizzle, which comes from the sea in the north. And outside the water village in Sunrise Village, a mighty navy fleet was ready to set off on this rainy day.

"Sea wind, blow, blow! Those are the wings of the wind god, looking for the distant place where the soul disappears...

It's raining, it's raining! Those were the tears of Feathered Serpent God, which made the whole earth weep for it...

Sun, disappear! That is the unbearable gaze of the sun god, to see the warriors of the gods, rushing to the battlefield of cold death! ~"

On the coast of the village, thousands of Totonak tribes gather, old and young. They watched the fleet sailing westward bravely and making a surprise attack to the death, with strong reluctance and sadness in their eyes. And the leading Hidden Snake Priests were in tears, and sang the elegy of seeing off the warriors with the most desolate and simple voices!

"Mother Snake of the Earth, Mother Goddess of Totonac! Hear my song of mourning, and my sincere prayer... Our land, invaded by the evil Mexica, the descendants of the sun and the serpent, The cruel descendants of God of War are devastating...and today is the last time, let us stand up and fight against evil for the last time!..."

On the flagship longship, a tall altar was erected. As the leader and priest of the fleet, Priest Papu was wearing a gorgeous priestly robe, holding up the scepter bestowed by the chief priest of the sea, praying before the expedition. At this moment, his face was full of determination and sadness. And the chant in his mouth was also full of fearlessness to the death, so that the warriors couldn't help but bow their heads in reverence.

"The gods are witnesses in the kingdom of God! The battle to the death is at hand, and the fire will burn!  …

Warriors of Totonac! We want to take the souls of our ancestors to fight the most powerful enemy! …

We will summon the heroic spirits of the tribe, summon the courage and strength of the past, and go to the seaside to find...

We want to find the most evil wolf flag, shout the most heroic voice to the death of the Mexica, and make the last and most unyielding roar! ..."

After singing this point, Priest Papu raised his head, gritted his teeth fiercely, and swung down the magic staff in his hand vigorously towards the west coast!

"Attack! Attack! Attack!!...The fleet is attempt to attack His Majesty the Reaper of the Mexica! That is the last hope of all the Totonac tribes! ...For the gods, ancestors, and tribes, let us fight to the death , so that the powerful Mexica can also hear the cry of our souls and know our unyielding strength!  …”

Hearing such a heroic shout, the hidden snake priests and warrior leaders of the fleet couldn't help shouting excitedly. Soon, the crowd on the shore also joined in, and the sad elegy turned into a passionate cry, echoing through the sky!

"Attack! Attack! Attack!!...To His Majesty the Mexica, attack to the death, fight to the death!"

Amidst the thunderous shouts, Ma Yakun, the Timberwolf, was standing among the warriors on the flagship, wearing a samurai uniform and a wooden helmet covering his face, unobtrusive at all. But at this moment, he stared wide-eyed, looking at the heroic and fearless Priest Papu on the altar who led the crowd to shout, he was stunned. After a while, he finally couldn't help it, and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it! This thick-skinned and shameless old fox!... If this guy sees His Highness, then the status of us surrendered generals will probably be moved down one place..."

With the sea breeze chasing, more than 2,000 naval corps set off westward, bringing with them twelve large ships, one to two hundred small boats, and all the warriors, sailors, and shipwrights. And when the ship moved westward, there were circles of undulating ripples, as if it fell into the hearts of everyone.

The elegy is generous and brave to fight. The entire Totonac Navy obeyed the orders of Priest Papp, and based on reliable information, raided the supreme commander of Mexica stationed by the seaside of the Great Fire Mountain, His Highness the Death God Shulot. But at this moment, everyone shouted loudly, and the thoughts that turned in their hearts were completely different!

"Blessed by the gods and ancestors! Bring seven days of food and make a surprise attack! As long as His Majesty the Mexica is captured, the army of the Mexica will retreat! This is the last chance for the city-state and tribe, worthy of glory Samurai, fight with your life for one time!..."

The devout Hidden Serpent Warriors and tribal warriors all searched for the last chance with the determination to die. They held their heads high, their expressions solemn like sacrifices, and their eyes filled with anticipation and hope. As for the samurai leaders at the bow, most of them prayed alone, and their eyes flickered a little.

"Bless the ancestors! Priest Papu has already said... as long as there is one last surprise attack, it will be worthy of the priests of the Hidden Snake Holy City, the tribe and the ancestors!...And if the momentum is not good, there is no hope of results...then disperse Flee to the east, regroup in the area around Honghu Town, and seek refuge in the Mayan city-state along the coast... When fleeing, rowing an unobtrusive boat has a greater chance of survival!  …”

As for the backbone of the big ship, the warriors and sailors of the tribes who moved east remained silent. They were vaguely leaked. Even if they didn't know much, they already understood that this trip to the west was not a pure sneak attack... The leaders seem to have other arrangements...

The mighty fleet headed west all the way, taking advantage of the vast night, passing by the sea outside the Holy City of the Hidden Snake, and did not try to approach it. Looking from a distance from the boat, the continuous tents cast shadows, and a large area of ​​fire patrolled the coast. From the distribution of these camps and fires, it can be clearly seen that thousands of Mexica legions have surrounded Hidden Snake City from three sides, completely controlling the important places and passages outside the city-state.

"Send two small boats, take advantage of the night, and tell the priests in the city! The sailors are making a desperate attack to raid the Highness of the Mexicans...Please pray for us in the temple!...Well, contact again and want to escape The god-born nobles are the ones who have been contacting us..."

Priest Papu narrowed his eyes, looked at the besieged Hidden Snake Holy City, and quietly deployed a dark hand. Afterwards, in the name of maintaining concealment, he let the fleet row overnight without making any stops.

The long night at sea passed silently, and the fire on the shore never ceased. The army of the Mexica continued to march towards the east. And this Totonac navy is the only force going westward against the current!

Wind and rain, the whole fleet traveled day and night. In two days and two nights, they traveled three hundred miles, and finally came to the coast on the east side of the Fireworks God from the water village of Sunrise Village. This journey was very "lucky" and did not encounter any blocking hostile boats, and might not even be discovered by Mexica scouts. And when the fleet arrived at the foot of Shenshan Mountain, they saw a towering Black Wolf King flag flying over the water village by the coast!

"Gods and ancestors bless you! Your Highness the Mexica is here!"

"The ancestors have appeared! His Royal Highness Mexica's guards are not many! The number is about the same as ours!"

Seeing the appearance of Wang Qi, the Hidden Snake Warriors in the fleet erupted into excited cheers. Before setting off, they imagined many possibilities, but they never expected that everything would go so smoothly!

"Drip! Didi!"

Seeing the appearance of the fleet at sea, the warning conch horn sounded immediately from the water village in Qingshi. Then, the gate of the water village was suddenly opened, and groups of warriors came out in a single file, and erected an extraordinarily tall royal banner on the hill by the bank.

Afterwards, two thousand guard warriors in armor, their armor leaves clanging and silent, formed a neat array for fighting and attacking. And a king wearing a golden cloth-covered bronze armor, surrounded by many personal guards, climbed the hill and appeared under the black wolf king banner. He looked at the fleet on the sea for a while, closed his left eye, took out a long brass pipe from his pocket, looked at it in front of his right eye for a while, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right! The Lord God blesses you! Twelve big ships...he finally arrived as promised!..."