Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 438 - 218: The King’s War - Part 2

The long wind blew, the battle flag soared high, and the vivid hummingbird flew on the flag. It symbolized the reinforcements from the capital city, dancing in the air. The air carried the scent of blood from afar, and the wind was filled with fierce shouts. The sky was vast, the earth churned, the battle raged fiercely, and the killing filled the fields!

The aged Samurai stood solemnly under the battle flag, gazing towards the fierce battle to the south.

At the horizon’s end were clusters of fierce skirmishes, while pale yellow dust continuously rose from the tangled formations. At that moment, tens of thousands of Samurai fought desperately, their small figures appearing and disappearing in the dust. They seemed to vanish into an illusory world, a demon’s mouth spewing smoke, leading to the Land of the Dead deep underground!

The old Samurai continued

Chiwaco blinked, continuing to hold his shield, guarding the fluttering flag. Beside him, a dozen shield-bearing warriors hesitated slightly before stepping forward. Chiwaco, quick and alert, "whooshed" his hand out, tightly grabbing a young Samurai. He suppressed the anger in his heart and cautiously scolded in a low voice.

"Foolish log, what are you doing! The masters are upfront as firewood, burning noisily, bright and clear. We should just watch from behind... what excitement are you trying to join?!"

The young Samurai, also clad in new armor and holding a sharp long spear, had a crooked headband tied outside his helmet, he was the former Militia Weizti. Tying a headband had been his habit for decades of village life. Although he now began to regard himself as a Samurai, it was hard for him to change overnight.

"Uncle, I’m now a respected Samurai master too!"

Weizti lifted his head, puffing out his chest, with a stubborn face.

"The King’s banner is right ahead! That is the descendant of the gods, our last hope as Prepetcha people! I am now a Samurai master, and as long as I break through the Mexica line and rescue the king, I can be promoted to a great noble! And once a great noble, no one will have to suffer again! Perhaps, I can even find my wife and children..."