Chapter 184 Siege and Explosion (Part 1)
The long wind blows thousands of miles, and after a season of dryness and prosperity, it brings the chill of late autumn. The sun shines brightly for thousands of miles, shining on the war sticks of the warriors outside the city, falling into eyes filled with murderous intent, and reflecting the figures of the fortress defenders. Tarasco's garrison gathered silently on the city wall, piling up defensive equipment. Dark red blood stains condensed on the bluestone city wall and soaked in the gray-yellow soil, waiting for a new flow.
The Mexican camp was opened, and tens of thousands of warriors and militiamen lined up one after another, filling the field in front of the fortress. The battlefield was filled with bursts of suppressed noises and uncontrollable growls.
Shulot, wearing a gorgeous feathered uniform with a towering flag on his back, stood on a newly built high platform in the center of the army. He summoned the "Black Wolf" Toltec and whispered a few instructions. The other party was well prepared, nodded and accepted the order. Then, the young commander summoned Natalie, the newly arrived commander of the Divine Blessing Corps, and gave the order loudly.
"Praise the Lord God, He has promised us a great victory today! Natalie, in today's siege, the dog descendants will be the first to attack, and the Divine Blessing Legion will be the second batch to attack the city. You will be the real main force!"
The young legion commander looked pious and nodded solemnly.
"Praise the Lord God! In the holy battle, we dedicate our lives to Him! In the fearless fight, we turn the fortress in front of us into the altar of the Lord God! The Divine Blessing Legion is ready and waiting for your orders at any time!"
Shulot nodded with satisfaction. The converted Otomi warriors are extremely pious and respectful, and he will try to minimize the casualties of these warriors. Thinking of this, he looked at Teacher Orosh next to him.
"Commander of the Orosh Army, are all the Tao Tribulus attacking the city ready?"
The mighty Jaguar warrior nodded. He had heard about the power of these new weapons, although he didn't quite believe it.
"The gunpowder craftsmen have prepared everything. Several batches of support have been provided. There are now thousands of pottery balls."
The young commander expressed satisfaction. He patted Olosh on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.
"Teacher, I leave the siege to the east to you! The warriors from the western city-states will be the main force. Try to contain the defenders here, but there is no need to force the nobles who lead the army too much."
Orosh nodded understandingly.
"The Holy City and the nobles of various states have had good friendships for generations. I will try my best to persuade them to attack a few times!"
Then, Shulot smiled slightly and ordered again.
"Bring the canine chiefs of Chichimec!"
Soon, dozens of dog-headed people came to His Highness with fear on their faces. From a distance of more than ten steps, everyone fell to their knees and shouted in awe.
"The great wizard who controls the soul!"
Shulot had no expression on his face and ordered in a deep voice.
"The supreme god is paying attention to the divine war. He lowered the mythical weapons and condensed the divine power into a roaring ball. The divine power is always eager for life and will take away all living creatures around it! Now, you return to the tribe and choose A thousand of the most fearless warriors will carry mythical weapons and hurl them into the garrison at the top of the city.
Remember, the power craves life and the ball must be thrown accurately. If the enemy cannot be killed, the thrower will be killed as a sacrificial offering! "
Hearing the words of the translator, the canine chiefs showed deep fear and some hidden suspicion. The god of the Mexica people actually took action to help them in their war? ! After a while, the leaders fell to the ground to accept their orders and left obediently.
Shulot glanced not far away. Faced with a great battle, the canine warriors showed no fear. They were armed with stone axes and hammers, and wore unarmored cloth clothes. They were constantly shouting and shouting provocations towards the city. The young commander thought for a moment and gave the order.
"Give each of the canine warriors a shield so they can rush to the city!"
The personal guards took the order and left, and the leaders also began to select fearless warriors, and everything was completed quickly.
Shulot looked around. Tens of thousands of troops were ready. The battlefield was filled with heavy breathing and low shouts. He raised his head again and looked at the blazing sun rising in the sky. Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly waved the flag.
The fierce war drums suddenly sounded, with a majestic force that broke everything! The warriors let out a shout that shook the world, and then rushed forward with the command flag.
Four hundred crossbowmen stepped onto the earth platform first, and the roaring rain of arrows suppressed the city. Accompanied by several screams, the defenders at the top of the city lowered their bodies and carefully hid behind the earthen platforms and wooden shields. Then, hundreds of shield carts carrying more than a thousand longbow warriors approached from the east and west city walls, and within a moment they were within ninety steps. Arrows were fired quickly from the top of the city, and the archers behind the shield carts also fired back one after another. The back and forth rain of arrows began to cover the sky!
The trumpet sounded, and hundreds of Otomi militiamen pushed more nest cars than last time, came to the right city wall, and began to tilt to suppress the city head. On the left wall of the last attack, wooden sheds have been built to cover the wall, but the right side has not yet been reinforced. Soon, the "咻咻" feather arrows shot out from behind the wooden board of the nest car, drawing a precise arc and nailing the exposed enemy. The enemy's archers also fired back at the nest cart one after another, shooting at the archers at the top of the nest cart and at the same time shooting down the militiamen pushing the nest cart.
The shrill horn sound sounded again, and attacks were launched outside the city walls on the east and west sides at the same time. Outside the restrained east wall, four thousand warriors from the western Mexica city-state were setting up ladders and walking steadily. Under the protection of tight shields, they slowly pushed toward the city, seeking support from shield carts from time to time.
Outside the main attack wall on the south, the Chichimec dog tribe was much more courageous. More than a thousand dog tribesmen, holding only wooden shields that covered half of their bodies, set up high ladders, and rushed to the city wall in a loose formation. In just a few dozen breaths, the dog tribesmen rushed within fifty steps of the city wall and entered the dense projection range on the top of the city.
Without hesitation, Xiuluot waved the battle flag again, and the sound of the war drums suddenly accelerated. The archers shouted in a low voice and fired a wave of fierce arrows. Thousands of Tarasco archers on the top of the city also fired together, mixed with raindrops of spears and stones. Two waves of feather arrows "swish" crossed in the air, like two layers of flying wings, penetrating the weak bodies on the top of the city and under the city.
The piercing howl suddenly became louder, even overshadowing the continuous war drums. In an instant, hundreds of people fell to the ground, and thousands of blood flowers bloomed in the wind. Then, the warm liquid flowed freely, coating everything around. The arrows did not stop, and the militiamen on the top of the city desperately shot arrows and threw stones, and died in groups. The dog race under the city was even more tragic, and their unarmored bodies were shot to the ground in groups, and they showed signs of collapse in an instant.
The dog race warriors began to hesitate after falling down in large numbers without contacting the enemy. Some soldiers were still charging forward, and the first ladder was being set up on the top of the city. Most of the soldiers began to wait and see, and a few had already turned their heads and fled to the camp.
Xiu Luote's face turned cold and he waved the battle flag mercilessly. Nearly a thousand guards who supervised the battle immediately stepped forward, blocked all the retreat routes, and shot dozens of dog races who fled behind without hesitation. Then, the second batch of thousands of dog races were driven and intimidated, and continued to rush to the top of the city. As the first batch of the dog race, they were destined to die!
After defending the city for more than a month, the lime on the top of the city was almost consumed. A Tarasco warrior threw down the last lime pot, raising blinding smoke under the city wall. A dozen dog descendants immediately covered their eyes and howled like wolves. Then, before the warriors could hide, they were shot by the archers who were given special care, and fell into the flying gray fog.
With the addition of the second batch of dog descendants, dozens of cloud ladders were built one after another. As soon as the copper hooks were hooked firmly, hundreds of dog descendants could not wait to wave shields and stone hammers and rushed to the top of the city. Then, they were greeted by dozens of dense spears. The sharp copper spears attacked cruelly alternately, piercing them into bleeding tattered linen.
This kind of tightly coordinated gun formation copper spears is completely different from the disorderly fighting on the plateau. The dog descendants waved their weapons in vain, but it was like facing boiling soup. Snow melted on the top of the city and turned into red blood.
Seeing that the dog descendants finally climbed to the top of the city and were being consumed rapidly, Xiuluote nodded slowly. He waved an exceptionally bright red flag, and the warriors supervising the battle were alert and brought thousands of selected fearless dog descendants to the front line. This was the range limit of just over a hundred steps away from the city wall.
The gunpowder craftsmen were well prepared. They lit more than two hundred ceramic caltrops with extended fuses, and then without stopping, stuffed them into the arms of the same number of dog descendants.
"Run! Run faster! Get close to the top of the city, at least climb halfway up, and then throw the ball of divine power into the enemy formation on the top of the city, and you can return! Remember, if you don't reach the city wall, you will die if you throw it randomly!"
Several translators repeated the words they had said more than a dozen times with intimidation on their faces. Then, the warriors waved their war sticks fiercely, and the dog descendants rushed forward quickly like a pack of driven wolves.
More than two hundred dog descendants ran madly with the burning "divine power" ball. They passed the shield carts that were shooting arrows quickly, passed the bodies that had fallen along the way, came to the wall with the ladder, and finally climbed nearly half of the ladder!
"Boom boom boom!" Dozens of early-burning pottery caltrops exploded directly on the ladder, blowing the dog warrior holding the ball into pieces. The violent explosion was like the roar of the gods, and there was an uproar on the city walls and below the city walls. The unknown fear controlled everyone's heart!
Then, the remaining dog descendants remembered the order of the "gods" and threw the heavy balls in their arms. The gray-yellow pottery caltrops drew a high arc and fell into the Tarasco's gun formation. A Taras warrior on the top of the city looked confused and kicked the "hissing" hedgehog ball with his foot.
"Boom boom boom!" The hedgehog ball suddenly exploded, emitting countless tiny sharp pottery pieces, instantly knocking down the nearby Tarasco warriors. The pottery fragments broke into the warriors' cotton armor, tore through their thin skin, pierced into their soft bodies, and caused their hearts to stop beating quickly. More deadly fragments shot upward, pierced into their fragile eyeballs, and deeply penetrated their heads and faces, leaving dense and terrifying holes on their faces.
Within two steps of the explosion, the warriors in cotton armor fell down without a sound, and then blood gushed out. Within four steps, the huge sound waves shook the inside and outside, penetrated the ears of the defenders, and knocked down the militia and the warriors together. The top of the city where the defenders gathered was suddenly empty.
"Boom boom boom!" Nearly two hundred balls exploded one after another. Some were thrown accurately and exploded on the city wall. Whether it was the dog race in chaos or the defenders fighting, they were all ruthlessly blown down at the same time. Some were thrown too hard and fell behind the city wall, killing two or three waiting Tarasco militiamen and shocking the reserve troops behind. Some failed to throw and fell below the city wall, injuring a group of dog races who were staring blankly.
The explosion shook the world and resounded in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield, stopping the brutal fighting! On the top of the city, the fierce battle stopped for an instant, and both the defenders and Xian Deng showed unknown fear. Behind the shield car, the crossbowmen who fired also slowed down and looked towards the city head in fear. On the high nest car, the warriors could see more clearly. They looked at the bursting clouds of smoke, with awe of divine power and reverence for the Lord God on their faces!
A moment later, under the deliberate guidance of the priests, continuous cheers rang out from the Mexica army, with fanatical piety!
"The Lord God Huitzilopochtli sends down his supreme power to destroy the enemy in front of him and give Mexica victory!" This is the chant of the priest.
"The Lord God has come, God-given victory!" This is the devout prayer and blessing of the warriors.
"God Bless us, we will win!" This is the most fanatical cry of the God Bless Legion!
The morale of the defenders at the top of the city suddenly dropped. The warriors of Tarasco were in disbelief, and the faces of the militiamen were full of fear of the myth. Only the survivors who had participated in Lake Eureria could remain calm. They were prepared for the gods behind the Mexica people and continued to fight under the command of the "Crocodile" family warriors.
Shulot looked at the Tao Tribulus that exploded for the first time in actual combat, and at the majestic power of primitive gunpowder weapons, and his heart was filled with pride of starting an era! Amidst the praises that echoed through the clouds, he laughed loudly and waved again.
"The second batch of grenadiers, charge to the death!"
The gunpowder craftsmen looked as normal as they continued to light the dangerous caltrops and stuffed them into the arms of more than two hundred dog descendants. The canine descendants looked at the "mythical weapons" in their hands in fear, and then they did not dare to stop. They used the greatest strength in their lives and rushed towards the city wall a hundred steps away again.
On the watchtower, the "crocodile" noble Osipai's round eyes widened, and he looked at everything on the city wall below in shock, completely unable to accept it. During the two months of siege, his carefully laid defense line was on the verge of collapse almost at the moment of the explosion. Then, amidst the cheers of the Mexica people, he saw the second group of canine descendants running quickly, and roared hurriedly and eagerly.
"Personal Guard, Personal Guard! Shoot at the barbarian holding the ball!"
"Crocodile" the noble shouted fiercely, picked up the longbow fiercely, and shot down a canine with one arrow. Then, the dozens of guards around him also reacted and fired arrows in fear, killing the deadly attacker on the way to the charge.
The rapid drum beat sounded, and the absent-minded crossbowmen fired again. The roaring rain of arrows suppressed the city, and took away the Tarasco archers who were releasing arrows. Under the constant attack of arrows, the canine descendants kept falling, and finally climbed up the ladder again and threw out the caltrops in their hands!
A cry of fear erupted from the top of the city. The nearby militiamen turned around in fear, retreated wildly and fled. The remaining Tarasco warriors swung their spears vigorously to drive the dangerous "divine power" ball away.
"Boom, boom, boom!" In the desperate eyes of the people around him, the caltrops containing several kilograms of gunpowder exploded mercilessly, knocking down hundreds of warriors and militiamen again! The miserable howls, accompanied by the horrified shouts, resounded under the sky!
"Boom, boom!" The shouts lasted only a moment before another unparalleled explosion came from the river. Like the meteorite that destroyed the world in mythology, it suddenly fell from the west of the fortress, overwhelming all human voices. Amidst the thunderous explosion, the entire towering huge stone castle trembled with fear!