Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

"Almighty, quickly raise the guns! Raise the guns! Block them! Block them!"

"For the Chief Divine! Kill the evil demons!!"

"Kill! Kill!!"

The sea breeze swept through the slaughter-filled narrow bay, the acrid smell of gunpowder mingling with the thick scent of blood, the frenzied shouts mingling with the clash of armor. Castilla Captain Sancho retreated to the sterncastle of the medium-sized Caravel, looking at the cruel battle before him, praying in despair.

"Merciful Holy Mother! We beg you! Save me... Save your faithful citizens!..."

From the greed of several days ago, the ecstasy of half a day ago, to the current brutal slaughter... fate seemed like a mischievous hand, tossing everyone’s souls up and down. In the clash of different faiths, which divine spirit truly ruled this unfathomable fate? Perhaps, it was only the God of Death who collected all!...

"Bang! Bang!"

"Chief Divine! The skin of these demons is too thick... Ugh! Hah hah..."

"By the Force of the Almighty! Kill the demon!"

Both sides fought desperately on the deck of the vessel, with bloodstains, bodies, and slaughter everywhere. The dozen Kingdom’s Warriors from the first longship first climbed onto the deck, wielding their Bronze Axes to cut down seven or eight sailors with scimitars. However, nearly twenty Shenluo mercenaries had already raised their spears, stabbing uniformly on the deck. The warriors desperately hurled their battle axes, knocking down two or three breastplate-wearing mercenaries. Then, the sharp steel points pierced through the warriors’ armor, drawing forth great sprays of blood!

"Fight for the Divine! Die for the Divine! Ah!..."

"Chief Divine, to the Divine Kingdom!..."

The first group of boarding Kingdom’s Warriors suffered heavy losses, nearly forced to leap into the sea. However, sixty Mexica warriors from two other longships had already climbed and boarded like moths! Charging from both sides, they zealously cut down the blocking Castilian sailors, then plunged into the Shenluo mercenaries with deadly resolve!

"Kill! Kill!!"

"Verdammt! We can’t hold them! We’re surrounded by natives! There are too many of them, they’re several times our number!"

"Ah! The spear formation is broken! The spear formation is broken!!"

As the Mexica warriors attacked from both sides, the spear formation of the Shenluo mercenaries shattered instantly. On this chaotic and crowded ship, their proud spear formation, honed through holy wars into elite small-unit tactics, was of no use! They had to abandon their spears, drawing their short swords from their waists, engaging in close combat with the warriors of the alliance and kingdom!

"Chop off the demon’s head, cut their throats!"

"You despicable barbarians! Worshippers of demons! Watch as I use my sharp sword to send you to hell... Ah! Ugh..."

The mercenaries’ half-body chest armor was extremely sturdy, with helmets forged from fine iron, and their shortswords were steel-bladed, able to penetrate the leather armor of the kingdom.

However, the Mexica warriors quickly adapted. They ignored their own life and death, furiously swinging their hand axes, aiming at the vulnerable heads, faces, and necks of these demons, desperately chopping and smashing!

"Roar! Kill the demons!..."

"You demon native! I’ll stab you to death!"

"Demon! Die! Die!!..."

A Kingdom’s warrior let out a furious roar, fiercely swung his Heavy Axe, striking the face of a mercenary. The axe cleaved through the eyes, into the skull, drawing a shrill and desperate wail! Then, a nearby mercenary, his eyes bloodshot, lunged with his short sword, stabbing through the heart of the kingdom warrior who couldn’t withdraw his heavy axe! Immediately after, before he could withdraw his blood sword, another axe cleaved into his neck, with a "srrk" turning it into a blood axe!

"Chief Divine protect us! May the demons fall into the Abyss!..."

"Almighty bless us! Demon! Barbarian!..."

Both sides were locked in a frenzied massacre, exchanging life for life. Every minute, every second, brought the fall of warriors’ bodies. And just two quarters of an hour later, the deck was strewn with corpses, and the outcome was clear!

"Almighty! These monstrous barbarians! These demons who do not revere the Almighty! Please deliver a miraculous Divine Punishment! Strike them down with Thunderbolt!!..."

Captain Sancho leaned against the door of the captain’s quarters on the second floor, his dented breastplate covered in blood, while his exposed forearms and calves were also bleeding. His arms were injured, unable to grip his weapons, and his calf had been shattered, making it impossible to stand. He could only look around his ship, a face full of despair, witnessing the hellish scene on the vessel’s deck!

Twenty Shenluo mercenaries, twenty Castilian sailors, were all killed by the fearless native warriors, leaving no survivors! The long spears and swords of the Shenluo mercenaries were scattered everywhere, even tangled in ropes and lodged in bodies. They died with wide open reluctant eyes, clustered together, still maintaining a rough formation. The Castilian sailors, on the other hand, were strewn all over, their bodies mixed with those of the native warriors.

The large ship was covered in bright red, with white and yellow bodies lying amid the gray light and dark green armor. Almost an equal number of native warriors, either dead or wounded, lay upon the deck. At this moment, over forty native warriors roamed the deck, some glaring, assisting their wounded comrades, while others gritted their teeth, chopping off the heads of the demons on the ship!

"Damn it! Such thick armor, such sharp weapons! Such resilient demons!..."

Alliance Warrior Captain Kua Heibao carried a battle axe, clad in leather armor inlaid with a Jaguar Skin, striding towards the leader of these "demons." He was a Royal Warrior sent by the Alliance to support Cuba, originally disdainful of the threat the demons posed. But this brutal battle had completely opened his eyes to the demons’ terror and danger!