บท 392: Chapter 197 The Battle of Takuro Plains Continued

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The golden sunlight fell upon the crimson battlefield, like the gaze of divine beings, watching over the lively sacrifice. The thunderous shouts of war suddenly rose loudly, as if it were a heavenly ritual, reaching its climax in an instant.

Xiulote surveyed the surroundings. The two legions were like dueling samurai, gripping their weapons tightly, already at the most dangerous distance amidst a gaze filled with intent to kill!

On the outermost flanks, two thousand warriors from the western city-states faced four thousand Chapala militiamen. The enemy militia shouted aloud, approaching within thirty paces, hurling volleys of spears mixed with stone and wood. The muffled sound of the air being pierced rushed forth, "whoosh," felling dozens of Mexica samurai.

Facing the enemy's assault, the warriors of the western states could no longer hold themselves back. Raising their war clubs high, they let out a continuous roar, pouncing like a pack of wolves, charging ferociously!