Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The battlefield was clamorous, shadows flickered, and the Samurai clashed their weapons endlessly. Xiutur, clad in Wooden Armor and wrapped in War Clothes, was raising his shield while shouting, commanding the Personal Guard Warriors to attack. A sharp sound of the wind suddenly assailed from his left side! He turned his head abruptly, seeing only the blurred shadow of an arrow, and then his chest and side were simultaneously hit!

"Sizzle... Thud!"

Two sharp Bronze Feathered Arrows, with immense power and precision, struck together, piercing through the War Clothes adorned with the Divine Rune of the Serpent. The arrow at his chest was slightly obstructed by the Wooden Armor, going only half an inch into the flesh. However, the one at his side hit the weakest connection of the armor, piercing all the way through, sinking a full inch and a half into the flesh!

"Ugh!... Ah!..."

Xiutur let out a wretched scream as intense pain from his chest and side simultaneously assaulted him, penetrating deep into his viscera. He struggled to lower his head, incredulously staring at the long and short arrows embedded in his body. In that instant, the shadow of death loomed over his heart, closer than ever before!

"I... is this? This is!... A despicable ambush by the Navarre!"

Xiutur felt dizzy, whispering lowly. The gushing blood flowed out from his body and accumulated within. In the face of deadly blades, even the most revered Serpent Divine Descendant was just mortal flesh.

"Oh, Heavenly Serpent! Please protect me!..."

Moments later, Prince Xi Wu's hands relaxed, and both his shield and Stone Spear fell to the ground simultaneously. Then, his legs went limp, unable to hold himself up any longer, and he fell on his back to the ground amid the panic-stricken shouts of his trusted aides.

"Ah! Quickly! Quickly! Stop the Prince's bleeding!"

"Pull out the arrows!"

"The arrows are too deep to pull out!"

"We need to go to the Stone-Cut City, to find the Temple's priest!"

"Damn those Navarre! Kill them!"

The chaotic shouts erupted from the right wing of the Maya formation, filled with shock, anger, and panic. Dozens of Xi Wu's Personal Guards surged forward in unison, surrounding Prince Xiutur, frantically attempting to provide aid. Meanwhile, other warriors on the right wing also turned to watch, faces filled with unease. Just moments ago, they held the upper hand in the attack, but now the right wing of Xi Wu had suddenly come to a halt, plunged into disarray.

"The Prince is still bleeding!"

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

"Break the arrow shaft! Bind it from the outside!"

"No good, the bleeding won't stop! It won't stop!"

"Where's the healing medicine? Bring the bleeding-stopping herbs! Hurry!"

Xi Wu's Personal Guards, having fought many battles, were long accustomed to life and death. If it were an ordinary Family Warrior, a leading captain, or even themselves injured or killed in combat, they would merely consider it the arrangement of the God of Destiny, never reaching such chaos.

But this was the most revered Serpent Divine Descendant, their commanding leader, the incarnation of the Divine in the world! He was also the second most noble within the Xiu Family, only beneath Clan Leader Xiupan! The sacred order was ingrained deeply, akin to divine law. The trusted aides couldn't even imagine, if they returned with the news of the Prince's fall, what a furious Clan Leader Xiupan might do back in the Capital City of Mani!

"Good! Chief Divine protect us! Excellently done!"

Huitu Puapu, hearing the cries, looked and only saw the fallen Feather Crown Leader and the chaotic Maya warriors. Holding a blood-dripping Bronze Axe, he stood upon a corpse, breathing heavily and feeling exceptionally thrilled. Not caring whether the Mayans could understand, he pointed towards the left wing, shouting loudly.

"The enemy leader has fallen! Killed in battle! They're defeated, defeated!"

The disordered shouts echoed within the warring formations, filled with the excited and enthusiastic Navajo and the terrified and desperate Maya. Both sides continued the chaotic slaughter for a moment, with precise Feathered Arrows continuously flying in, taking away the warriors of the Xi Wu family. Soon, the chaos started spreading from the Maya's right wing, eventually causing the entire military formation to falter!

"Oh, Heavenly Serpent! The Prince has fallen! The Prince has died!"

The Central Army's warriors of Xi Wu turned around, seeing the leader of the Divine Descendant fallen, their faces filled with shock, nearly reaching the brink of collapse. The Prepecha Warriors, fierce and seasoned, clad in Copper Armor and Leather Armor, wielding Great Shield Copper Axes, had already been pressing down hard on them.

Arrows from above continuously rained down, stealing away the warriors' lives.

At this moment, watching the Divine Descendant fall, the warriors of Xi Wu's Central Army were overwhelmed with shock, unable to hold their ground any longer. They turned their heads to flee towards the Stone-Cut City in the rear!

"Good! Good! The enemy army has collapsed! The Mayans have collapsed! Charge with me!"

Huitu Warrior Puapu beamed with joy, shouting repeatedly. Relying on his Heavy Armor, he led dozens of Central Army warriors to charge again towards the Kingdom's right wing. Mokai also led the Putun Tribe's warriors, fearless of death, charging at the chaotic enemies. Xi Wu Family's left wing had another dozen fallen in battle, the remaining Maya Warriors then collapsed in a stormy retreat!

"Ancestor's blessing! Kill, kill! Slay these retreating City-State people! Roar!"

Short Spear Warrior Mokai's eyes were red with excitement as he let out a triumphant howl. Then, he and the equally chaotic yelling Putun warriors pursued the fleeing soldiers of the Xi Wu family, mercilessly hacking and stabbing at their backs. After battling for a brief period, with dozens sacrificed, they had long found their fighting stride, focusing solely on the enemies before them!

"Haha! Haha! Only a spurt of reckless bravery at the start, they are truly paper mache Maya Warriors!"

Puapu laughed heartily, feeling the protection of the War God, and unstoppable bravery. He surveyed the battlefield again, looking at the enemy's right wing starting to scatter. There, dozens of loyal Xi Wu's trusted aides, flustered, attempted to shield the gravely injured Prince, striving to retreat towards the rear.

"Retreat! Quick, retreat! Fall back to Stone-Cut City!"

With the leader gravely injured and near death, the lines completely collapsed. Xi Wu's trusted aides had only one choice: to take the Prince and retreat back to the Stone-Cut City fifty miles in the rear! Stone-Cut City had low walls, Xi Wu warriors, and civilians who had fallen back, along with reinforcements from the Tail Feather Clan. Most importantly, it had priests knowledgeable in medical skills, and maybe a chance to save the Prince!

This chaotic battle was truly a sudden and inexplicable onslaught. Even if they won with bloodshed, as long as the prince perished, upon returning to the Capital City, they feared becoming sacrifices offered by the Clan Leader!

"Hmm? Trying to escape?!"

Huitu Puapu's expression stiffened, and anger suddenly ignited in his eyes. He fought this battle desperately, all for this Serpent Divine Descendant brought right to him! And now, the other side actually wanted to escape?!

The ferocious Huitu warrior gritted his teeth, eyes filled with murderous intent. He looked around and harshly shouted, gathering the surrounding Armored Warriors.

"Chief Divine protection! Prepetcha's eagles, charge with me! Decapitate the enemy leader, and all will be rewarded with wealth and promoted by two warrior levels!"

"Chief Divine protection! Decapitate the enemy leader!"

The Armored Warriors held their blood-dripping Bronze Axes, faces slick with sweat, mixed with the blood of enemies. They prayed devoutly, shouted the slogans of the Chief Divine, their faces full of intense murderous intent, like a burning flame!

"Roar! Charge with me!"

Puapu shouted, leading forty to fifty warriors, ferociously rushing towards Prince Xi Wu's position. By this time, he was as courageous as if a Black Wolf had possessed him, with only an unforgettable divine revelation in his mind.

"Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood can lift the Divine Eagle Curse!..."

"Chief Divine protection!"

"Heavenly Serpent Divine protection!"

Dozens of Xi Wu's trusted aides protected the severely wounded prince, unable to escape vigorously, and were quickly caught up. They summoned their last strength and fought fiercely with the pursuing Navajo Warriors, desperately defending the Divine Descendant behind them.

"Kill!"

Puapu let out a fierce shout, charging head-on, beheading a Maya Warrior. Then, he forwent defense, let out another tiger-like roar, and struck another's chest.

"Die!"

The ferocious Huitu warrior wielded his axe, killing another, striking until the axe became blunted, finally reaching the fallen Xiutur. Seeing their main general so valiant, the Prepecha Warriors fought fearlessly, using Copper Armor to resist Stone Spears, killing all the surrounding Xi Wu's trusted aides!

"Haha! Serpent Divine Descendant! Serpent Divine Descendant!"

Puapu looked up and laughed heartily, gazing at the sun in the sky, his face full of undisguised ecstasy. Then he lowered his head, heedless, drawing a dagger. The severely wounded Xiutur weakly opened his eyes, only to see a frenzied, grinning Nava face, like a Coyote ready to devour him!

"No! No!... I have gems, I have ransom!... cough, cough! I am the first prince of the Xiu Family, the most esteemed Serpent Divine Descendant!..."

"Puapu! Spare the Divine Descendant as a captive!"

A few dozen steps away, Priest Tomate also wore Leather Armor, wielding a Bronze Axe, covered in bright red. He hurried towards them, shouting aloud.

"Spare his life!..."

"Hahaha! Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood can lift the Divine Eagle Curse!... It takes the hot blood of the heart!..."

Puapu grinned broadly, heedless, appearing frenzied. He raised the dagger in his hand, plunged it down forcefully, and then made a savage slash to both sides.

Unparalleled pain struck, and Xiutur's eyes suddenly widened, like a fish being vivisected alive, spitting out his last frothy blood.

"Father... I listened to you... died in..."

"Hahaha! Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood! Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood!... Gulp! Gulp!"

Puapu suddenly bowed, lying over Xiutur's chest. He gulped, his eyes blood-red. Moments later, he lifted his head, his face covered in warm liquid, with red staining his lips. It was the antidote to the curse, warm, metallic, and with a frenzy that freed his inner demons.

At that moment, Puapu looked up at the dim sky, laughed loudly. He felt light all over, as if he had instantly shed a heavy burden, losing the most deeply hidden nightmare that had weighed on him for years.

"Haha! My curse is finally lifted! Hummingbird chief, Divine Eagle royal family, I betrayed you, and you cursed me! I repay you now with the most esteemed Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood, now we're even! Even!... hahaha! hahahaha!"

Puapu laughed carelessly. His tiger-wolf-like laughter echoed across the corpse-strewn battlefield, reaching the ears of the Mayan merchants. Tikalo, a Mayan merchant, sat slumped at the back of the battlefield, utterly disheveled, face smeared with blood, his luxurious noble robe torn, his arm injured. He saw the distant scene and laughed joyfully out loud,

"Haha! Heavenly Serpent Divine Blood, Serpent Divine Descendant... Serpent Divine Descendant indeed! This is Prince Xiutur, Clan Leader Xiupan's heir, and he died here! Hahaha! This taste of revenge is sweet as honey!... hahahaha!"

Tikalo laughed maniacally, sitting on the ground, flailing his arms. He roared in the ancient Maya language, pronouncing Maya curses, and then laughed hysterically. As he laughed, tears flowed from his eyes, he cried with abandon, and then laughed again, even more frenziedly than Puapu.

"Chief Divine protection! Grant us divinely favored victory!"

"Ancestors witness! The Putun Tribe vanquished the enemy and sacrificed them!"

"Roar roar! Haha! Roar roar! Haha!"

The bloody battle was won triumphantly; hundreds of captives were executed. The Warriors of the Kingdom and the Tribe's warriors cheered for victory, laughed excitedly. The sunset descended from the sky, leaving the earth blood-red and somber. Only the fervent and intense laughter, like a frenzied flame, burned on the land of the Mayans!