"Dong, dong, dong!..."
The sound of fierce war drums echoed outside Water Valley City, accompanied by the shouts of the Mexica legion, announcing a more brutal siege!
Soon, over a thousand warriors from the Tecos Tribe, bending low, pushed two hundred heavy wooden shield carts, slowly approaching the southern city wall. These Tecos warriors were the surrendered army incorporated during the kingdom's southern expedition. They wore hats made of vines, carried short spears on their backs, and wore loincloths around their waists. The most valuable equipment they had on them was their cheap paper armor. The cost to equip them was astonishingly low.
"Creak... creak..."
The heavy wooden shield carts rolled over the trampled, solid ground, gradually approaching the south wall of Water Valley City, getting within eighty paces. By this point, the elite longbowmen defending the city could accurately hit the shield carts.
"God of the Hunt, bless us! Shoot the enemies!..."
