Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2125 - 1549: If You’re a Warrior, Come Fight Me One-on-One!_2

Chieftain Wudou Wen suddenly turned his head, eyes wide like a bear, and abruptly drew his bow and arrow, looking eastward. However, another burst of urgent barking erupted, and the dogs on the west side also started barking furiously."Awooooo!!..."

"Ancestor, are there enemies behind us too?!"

"Swish swish swish!"

"Awooo...woo..."

A precise rain of arrows descended, although somewhat soft, it pinned four Khitan Hounds into the mud. The arrowheads were actually iron! The remaining two hounds yapped wildly, darting into the forest, but were quickly struck on the dog heads by a shadow that appeared from the forest with a swift arm swing!

"Crunch!..."

The heavy Iron Bone smashed into the dog head, and the two hunting dogs died without even a whimper. Then, a familiar voice in Man Language emanated from the forest in front, filled with a hunting tone, yet the prey was actually these hunters!

"Charge! Catch them alive!"

"...!!"

In Chieftain Wudou Wen’s angry and terrified gaze, a full forty to fifty ferocious tall warriors charged out from the forest directly ahead! And when he turned his head again, an equally numbered group of short and stout warriors emerged from behind the forest, shouting things he couldn’t comprehend.

"Chief Divine protect us! Capture, get them alive!..."

Each of these warriors wore Leather Helmets, wrapped in thick fur robes, appearing bulkier. They half-raised long-handled blunt weapons with iron heads, wielding close-combat Iron Axes, their feet clad in rare leather boots, clearly well-equipped. Their running speed wasn’t fast, and their faces showed little excitement, only the cold indifference habitual to killing, with an eerie, faint smile.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

"What is that sound? It’s...?!"

Wudou Wen froze for a moment, true terror surfacing on his face. He actually heard the sound of metal clashing from those charging warriors, from beneath the bulging fur robes, just like the village’s most precious sets of Iron Armor!

"Those are Armored People? How can they be Armored People?! So many Armored People, could it be the legendary Ming Army?"

Wudou Wen trembled all over, completely in disbelief. He wasn’t just a North Mountain Wild Man freshly heading south from the North, lacking in experience; he was a Tribe Chief with heritage. Could an Armored Warrior and a regular warrior’s combat capability be the same? The difference between them could be greater than between brown bears and black bears! Thinking of this, he forcefully drew his damp Heavy Bow, and fired an arrow at the grand warrior charging towards him.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

This arrow was evidently somewhat soft, yet the force was still powerful. The Bone Arrow struck hard on the chest, piercing through the fur robe, half-penetrating the Iron Armor inside. The sturdy warrior at the front stumbled sharply, pushed back onto the muddy ground by the force. But within a few breaths, he forcefully flipped his body and clambered up once more.

"Damn it! Roar!"

Hu Nu bellowed in pain, his three-layered armor swaying and clashing. He forcefully pulled out the Heavy Arrow from his chest, snapped it with both hands. Then, he swaying once again, charged through at the enemy leader who was shooting arrows. But just such a delay, other Armored Warriors had already overtaken him, raising their Iron Bones high, and smashed fiercely at the flustered Du’erbi Tribe Huntsmen!

"Bang! Bang!..."

"Ugh! Ugh..."

"Ancestor! Hit by arrows but not dead... truly Armored People!..."

Chieftain Wudou Wen’s hands trembled, dropping the softened Heavy Bow, pulling out the Stone Hammer with a bone handle. He took a deep breath, surveying the battlefield, over a hundred Armored People ferociously pounced, while the tribal huntsmen only managed to hold off for a moment and half of them fell.

"Roar! Damn you Armored People!"

Chieftain Wudou Wen roared furiously, wildly swinging the Stone Hammer, using his bear-like strength from his arms to fling one charging Armored Person to the ground. The man spat fresh blood abruptly, the armor on his chest dented. But more Armored People, recognizing his identity, raised blunt weapons with iron heads and charged, seeking to capture him alive. He finally lost any hope, turned and sprinted towards the horses by the river.

"Mount! Get on the horse! Go! Run away quickly!..."

"Thump! Thump!..."

Chieftain Wudou Wen moved swiftly, reached the riverbank, and jumped on a horse. Several hunters that were tending to the horses similarly mounted, quickly turning the horse heads.

Iron Armor against fur robes, over a hundred against thirty-plus, with intention to ambush against being unguarded... This battle couldn’t be fought; it was simply a hunt with them as prey! Right now, they could only find gaps in the enemy’s encirclement, ride forcefully out of the siege, one escaping is one. And only by escaping back to the village quickly, leading the entire tribe to flee, could they avoid being utterly wiped out by these unknown Armored Tribes!

"Thud, thud... thud, thud!..."

Yet just as Wudou Wen was about to lead a few others away, abandoning the struggling tribal huntsmen, and escape on horseback, the sound of "thud, thud" suddenly echoed from behind. He turned around, despair instantly filled his face!

A full thirty cavalry emerged from the sparse forest, evidently having been lying in ambush. These silent same clan cavalry, each holding blunt weapons for capturing, gradually sped up, charging towards them!

"Ancestor!!..."

Chieftain Wudou Wen was utterly hopeless, his face also showing grief and anger. Over a hundred Armored People hunting their squad of thirty, yet they still had to be ambushed? Ambushed was bad enough, but there were thirty cavalry lying in wait too? It’s giving them not a shred of a path to escape!...

"Thud, thud... thud, thud!..."