Outside the main southern wall, the Chichimeca Canine Descendants were fiercely brave. More than a thousand Canine Descendants, merely holding wooden shields that covered half their bodies, carried towering ladders and charged towards the city wall in a loosely formed array. Within just a few dozen breaths, the Canine Descendants had rushed to within fifty steps of the city wall, entering the dense range of projectile fire from the city.
Xiulote, without hesitation, waved the battle flag again, and the sound of the war drums suddenly accelerated. The crossbowmen let out a deep cry and unleashed a wave of fierce arrow rain. The thousands of Tarasco archers on the city ramparts also fired simultaneously, mixed with a rain of javelins and stones. Two waves of feathered arrows crossed in the air, like two fluttering wings, piercing the thin bodies on the city top and beneath.