Chapter 2216 - 1594: The Death of the Land
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The fierce rain of arrows shot out from the advancing formation of Holy War Veterans. The iron arrowheads were like falling short blades, piercing the skin of the Taino Tribe, instantly drawing blood. The terrifying death swept through the crowd, wave after wave, and soon a hundred people had fallen!
"Oh Sweet Potato God! Ancestors! No! This can’t be happening!..."
Chief of the Earth Tribe, "Earth Guardian" Alamana, showed a look of horror, watching these evil demons suddenly turn hostile without reason and rush forward with murderous intent. Over two hundred armored demons released their "incredibly sharp" arrows, with a terrifying range! The strong men of the tribe fell to the ground like harvested luwei, collapsing with a swish, struggling and wailing pitifully like dying moles.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The old soldiers in leather armor stood firm, shooting arrows mercilessly into the densest parts of the crowd, creating a chaotic death. They especially liked aiming for the head, face, and neck, targeting these areas lacking armor protection, which had almost become an instinct of battle. Even though these Taino people had no armor, the instincts of the veterans had long become muscle memory. They said they wanted to capture them alive, but their actions were a massacre!
"For the Almighty! For the Queen!"
The veterans of heavy armor with long spears shouted as they thrust their two to three-meter-long spears into the panicked Taino strong men! Their spears were extremely fierce, leaving a terrible penetrating wound that was either fatal or crippling with each thrust. Meanwhile, the Taino people threw stones, hurled wooden spears, and shot short arrows of luwei, but these couldn’t break the armor of the heavily armored veterans!
"Kill the heathens!"
The sword and shield breastplate veterans gathered in a group, charging into the chaotic Taino Tribe from the flanks. Their sharp swords slashed and stabbed with accuracy never missing the vital points. The Taino strong men fought back desperately with stone spears, only to be blocked repeatedly by shields and armor, and then cut down by the steel sword blades, blood splattering the scene. This front-line clash of army formations, separated by three eras, was a completely one-sided slaughter!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The firing of matchlock guns was always slow, but when they roared out lead bullets, the ranks of the Taino Tribe finally couldn’t hold on anymore and suddenly collapsed. This thunderbolt, which the Taino people had never heard nor seen before, was like a "demonic" spell, instilling fear deep within them, causing them to flee in terror!
"Oh, ancestors of the Earth Tribe! How could this happen? Evil demons! Terrible demons!... My people! My hunters! They’re all dead, dead!..."
Alamana wept, fleeing chaotically with the crumbling tribe’s strong men. In just a quarter of an hour, over two hundred out of a thousand Taino strong men had been killed or injured, blood covering the earth, despairing cries everywhere. Bodies lay strewn across the fields, the wounded struggled and pleaded in pools of blood, only to be silenced by the swinging sharp blades of the evil demons. These demons never healed the wounded, only indulged in slaughter. And the sharp blades of the demons’ long spears were still pursuing from behind, like relentless chasing arrows!
"Cruel demons... cruel demons! The prophecy of the Western Tribe is true, it’s true! The terror of these demons is completely different from the Carib people... they are faithless, they sow death!..."
For hundreds of years, the peaceful and tranquil Taino Tribe finally faced an apocalypse-like slaughter. Against the butcher’s knife of the demons, they had no power to fight back, only words and kneeling, begging for mercy. But the mercy of the colonizers was nearly nonexistent.
At this moment, the apocalyptic scene before his eyes shocked Alamana’s mind, causing him to stumble as he ran. His mind first went blank, then filled with heartfelt pain!
"Oh Sweet Potato God! Why is this happening? I brought all the yellow stones I could find, and the strong men of the tribe, to negotiate with these demons... they accepted the stones. But why are they still slaughtering? This is everything of the tribe... why do they do this? Is it just for slaughtering’s sake?..."
Alamana found no answers. With the current simplicity of the Taino people, he couldn’t yet understand the greed and cruelty of the colonizers. He could only blame himself deeply, attributing all the guilt to himself.
"Oh ancestors! It’s all my fault, my fault for harming the tribe!... It’s me who gathered them and brought them here. It’s me who wanted to negotiate with the demons, harming them! The demons are still pursuing, do they want to chase us to our village, destroy the entire village of the Earth Tribe as well?... No!!..."
Alamana’s feathers fell from his head, his shell necklace was torn. He turned hastily, seeing the increasingly distant armored demons who seemed unable to keep up with the chase. Perhaps the remaining strong men of the tribe could escape and survive?
"Thud! Thud thud!"
Just then, the low sound of hoofbeats suddenly came from behind. Those "four-legged beasts," having watched for a long while, finally under the command of the Church Knights on horseback, began to slowly move forward.
These Castilian Knights didn’t move fast, just slightly faster than walking. They pursued steadily, controlling the consumption of horsepower. Until they reached the tail end of the fleeing Taino Tribe, they held their long spears high, shouting loudly.
"Kneel! Surrender! Natives of the East! Kneel and surrender, pray for mercy from the Almighty! Or you will die!..."