"People! People! Retrieve wealth from my palace treasury and reward the defending Samurai to boost morale! Then summon the Feathered Serpent Priest to conduct a ritual on the city walls, to soothe hearts and call upon the Feathered Serpent Force..."
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
A fierce rain of arrows suddenly descends from below the city, bringing a howling death. Xalapa, the Divine Descendant, feels his knees weaken and imdiately crouches down, the bronze arrows shooting over his head.
"Feathered Serpent Divine, protect ! Damned Red Hair barbarians! Damned barbarian Archers!"
Divine Descendant Xalapa curses angrily through clenched teeth and looks up again, and sure enough. Thousands of Red Hair Hunters, clad in Leather and Copper Armor, ard with Greatbows, are approaching below the city walls. They sprint fast and, as soon as they stand, continuously shoot sharp arrows, suppressing the defending army on the walls.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
A piercing wail suddenly resounds near Divine Descendant Xalapa’s ears. He turns his head to see the Envoy, who had just delivered a ssage, visibly running and hit directly in the side by an arrow from the Red Hair Hunters, collapsing weakly and struggling in his dying monts.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Divine Descendant Xalapa curses furiously. He doesn’t have ti to call another trusted aide before the thunder of the giant beast strikes again.
"Boom boom boom!"
Ten flying stone projectiles hit this section of the city walls accurately. One smashes beside Divine Descendant Xalapa, crushing three or four Personal Guard Warriors. Another stone skips over his head, striking into the city and demolishing a hut. Seeing such concentrated bombardnt, Divine Descendant Xalapa is finally convinced that the xica are targeting him, intending to behead him!
"Chief Divine, protect us! For the glory of the Divine, kill! Kill them!"
"Kill! Sacrifice the Divine Descendants in the city, annihilate the city’s nobility! This is the mission of the Divine War!"
"The commander said! Break through Five Mountains City, and the won and wealth will belong entirely to the Warriors. He will take nothing! The first battalion to climb the city gets integrated into the legion with an extra share!"
"Roar roar! Attack the city, attack the city! Break Five Mountains City and beco nobility for a few days!"
"The commander also said! Chief Divine witness! Win the siege, and the first battalion to climb will be fully integrated into the legion to beco the main army!"
"Roar! Chief Divine witness! Beco the main army, receive military rits, and be granted nobility! Vanguard! Vanguard!"
The wild howling, like that of wolves, cos from outside the city, growing ever closer. Divine Descendant Xalapa crouches under the shield on the wall, his face a mask of iron. He doesn’t need to look; he only needs to hear that familiar Cloud People accent to know it’s definitely those Mistek Defectors who serve the xica!
In recent days, he has seen through the xica’s tactics. It’s always Copper Beasts bombardnt, Red Hair Hunters suppressing, followed by thousands of Mistec Warriors, with ladders, engaging in fierce battle to storm the walls wave after wave. anwhile, the xica’s main body Warriors hold formation at the rear and don’t participate in the bloody sieges, regardless of how brutal the fighting is on the walls.
Over the continuous days, over a thousand Warriors in Five Mountains City have been killed or wounded. The Militia suffered even heavier casualties, and there have even been routs. The morale of the Defending Army diminishes day by day, and it’s unknown how much longer they can hold out.
"Feathered Serpent Divine, protect us! For the glory of the Divine Descendant family, hold Five Mountains City!"
Divine Descendant Xalapa presses his lips tightly, watching the walls teetering on the brink, finally dispatching his five hundred family Warriors. These elite Warriors burst forth with roars, clad in Leather Armor, fighting valiantly. They are the last pillars of the City-State, skilled in battle techniques and with trendously high morale. The five hundred family Warriors ascend the walls, and after fierce fighting for a quarter, manage to drive the Mistec Defectors who climbed the walls away.
"Good! Good! Finally ca out!"
On the hill, Black Wolf Torc, carrying the grand banner, watches the Defector Camp being driven off the walls and laughs heartily. Then, with a cold and stern expression, he unhesitatingly waves the Red Command Banner and gives a loud order.
"Sound the war drums! Order the Divine Blessed Throwing Squad to engage! As long as they survive, imdiately integrate them into the main army, promoting them to Third-level Warriors!"
The so-called main army is like the Guajili Legion, the formal legion of the Kingdom. Warriors in the legion receive military rits and are granted nobility, enjoying various benefits within the Kingdom. Below the main army are the Defectors.
Black Wolf leads the legion in campaigns everywhere, amassing thousands of Warriors from different Tribes who have surrendered. These Defectors have battlefield experience, having seen bloodshed, making it too wasteful to kill them all. Relocating them to the rear for settlent poses a potential risk. Black Wolf has pondered for a long ti and, recalling the Eastern tribes conquest once told by the Prince, developed this system.
"First, use force to intimidate the Defectors, then let them personally kill compatriots or nobility, cutting off any chance of return, and driving them out of their dens. Then, allow them to plunder and siege, unleash their inner wolves, turning them into wild wolves. The few brave and fearless, or those who convert to the Chief Divine, are selected into the Divine Blessed Throwing Squad. The rest are organized into Defector Camps! Finally, give them a path upwards, let the wolves bleed and fight, gnawing at flesh and bones, tad into biting watchdogs!"
At this thought, Black Wolf laughs heartily, feeling quite satisfied with himself.
"Haha! This warfare tactic, researched by , Black Wolf, is unbeatable. The Kingdom doesn’t need to spend excessive resources to gain a powerful and fierce siege cannon fodder. The trick is in having a leader of trendous renown, fierce and decisive. The main body must be swift, fierce, and combative. Drive the wolves like tigers, to command effectiveness! Hmm, I must give this warfare tactic a resounding na, I’ll call it... call it... Tiger Wolf Tactics!"
"Dong dong dong! Dong dong! Dong!"
As Black Wolf is imrsed in his thoughts, the sound of intense war drums suddenly echoes. Amid the fervent prayers of the War Priests, the truly death-defying "wolf pack" is already mobilizing.
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