Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2164 - 1566: Do You Want to Live or Die?

Grasslands, rivers, the sound of hooves. Horn bow, arrows, the sound of piercing through air. Livestock, crowds, shouts. And then, the fence collapsed with a crash. Cavalry galloped, releasing the piercing signal arrow, shouting the charge. The brutal slaughter arrived in a suddenly shattered dawn like a horsehead fiddle snapping abruptly, beginning with a fight to the death!"Who is it? Who is the enemy?!"

"It’s the River-side Tribe! It’s their Bow Cavalry!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! It’s the Armored People! The Armored People!!..."

Forest Tribe Chief Tai Gu’en, barefooted, clamping his best Bow Spear, ran out alone from the chief’s tent in the center of the camp. He had no time to care for his wife and children, he flipped onto his warhorse only then barely passing the chaotic Mongolian tents, the bustling heads and horseheads, seeing the charging and hacking enemy!

"Twenty Armored, forty Armored... at least a hundred households worth of Armored Cavalry?! Longevity Heaven! How is this possible? It’s impossible!..."

Tai Gu’en trembled all over, shouting with fear. As a chieftain who had fought southward, no one understood better than him the power of the Great Tribe Armored Cavalry!

The grassland never lacks lightly armored bow cavalry skilled in shooting. But when two units of Bow Cavalry engage in archery cavalry skirmishes, chasing each other, it’s hard to determine the winner. Often all arrows are used up, and few die, like two entangled cowhide cords. Only the charging Armored Cavalry is the decisive hammer, smashing bones and tendons, the fundamental control of a section of grasslands by a Great Tribe! As for this narrow Forest Tribe camp, entangled and delayed by the River-side Tribe’s lightly armored bow cavalry, it is the best iron anvil for this hammer to come down and smash the entire Forest Tribe to death!

"Ah! A hundred households of Armored Cavalry... plus a hundred households of bow cavalry from the River-side Tribe... Damn it! The bow cavalry is flanking both ends, the armored cavalry is charging straight at me!"

Over eighty Jurchen Armored Cavalry surged forth, along the way two or three dozen tribal bow cavalry and spear-wielding strong men blocked their charging route, desperately struggling to resist. But those light cavalry only thrust weak spearheads, merely scratching futile marks on the armored cavalry’s helmets. And the armored cavalry, with the charging speed of horses, swung heavy Bones and Iron Blades, instantly smashing enemy skulls, piercing the thin leather robes, splattering flying blood!

"Crack... Crash!..."

"Ah..."

Piercing cries echoed in the camp, swiftly silenced under the trampling hooves. The Forest Tribe’s light cavalry, like soft Red Copper, only impeded momentarily before being flattened by the "hammer." And more lightly armored bow cavalry from the River-side Tribe were already circling the camp perimeter, exhibiting the ultimate technique of circular archery cavalry. The flying Bone Arrows shot towards the camp’s center, not only creating chaos but also blocking the escape routes for the Forest Tribe.

"Ancestor! Can’t fight them! Can’t fight them! Quick! Quick escape!"

"Tribal Warriors! Follow me! As many as can escape, escape!"

"Chieftain! The Armored People are catching up behind us!"

"Damn it! Damn it! They’re coming at me!..."

Due to pasture conflicts, the Forest Tribe always remained vigilant against the southern River-side Tribe. In just two quarters, a dozen Wulusi Cavalry and thirty to forty herdsmen light cavalry had gathered around Tai Gu’en. He urgently tried to break through eastward, but the camp’s cattle, strong men, were in chaos, and the perimeter bow cavalry frantically shot arrows to intercept. Just stalled for a quarter hour, turning back to look, his face showed horror, his horse bow rapidly pulled up.

"Whiz!"

"Bang..."

"Haha! That one on a fine horse, drawing bow and shooting arrows, surrounded by a crowd in the center... must be the tribe’s chieftain!... Wushu, Wu Xiong, charge and kill over there, chop off that chieftain’s head!"

"The Chief Divine sees! Watch me bash him to death with my Bone!..."

"Roar! Kill! Kill!"

Maha Agudah laughed heartily, bloodied all over, wielding a Wolf Fang Club weighing over ten pounds, charging at the forefront of the troop. Any enemy facing him couldn’t withstand his head-on strike and was knocked off their horse. And Wu Xiong and Wushu safeguarded both flanks on horseback, each holding a long-handled Bone, breaking through obstructing foes like flanked arrowheads. As for Xiong Kulu Alluo, he slightly covered the rear. He held an Iron Spear thick as a shaft, horizontally stabbing from horseback, specifically avoiding the horse’s vital parts, knocking foes off their mounts.

The four cooperated perfectly, like an unstoppable arrowhead, killing seven or eight obstructing light cavalry along the way. The Jurchen Armored Cavalry they led almost formed a straight line, trampling the corpses of livestock and tribespeople, charging towards the main strength assembled by the Forest Tribe chief!

"Longevity Heaven! As the archer chieftain, having survived so many battles, returning alive from thousand households’ troop deployments, from the longs walls of Han Land... Could it be that today, I’ll finally die here?"

In front, River-side Tribe light cavalry block, behind unknown armored cavalry pursued. Despair already appeared on Forest Tribe Chief Tai Gu’en’s face! Amid such life and death, the defiant nature of this grassland chieftain emerged. He gritted his teeth, nocked an Iron Arrow he would usually begrudge, drew the bow fully, once more precisely aiming at Maha Agudah’s neck vital point!

"Whiz!..."

"Hmm?!"...

In a flash, Maha Agudah sidestepped, using shoulder’s thick armor to block this arrow, vibrating twice on horseback, half the shoulder slightly numb. The fierce chieftain on the opposite side shot two consecutive arrows, one scraping past his helmet, another seemingly penetrating the shoulder’s two layers of armor, stopped by his innermost third layer of Inner Armor. And now, he finally charged into the opponent’s cavalry, no longer giving this archer a chance to shoot the third arrow!