Arrows shot forth, long spears stabbed, and War Clubs clashed. Four thousand Imperial Guard warriors swept around and closed in, more than five hundred tribal warriors changed banners on the spot, and the vast majority of the Totonac Water Fleet collapsed and surrendered in shock and despair! As for those diehard, stubborn squads of warriors who fought to the death, they were like drops of blood falling into the sea—only splashing out ring after ring of crimson before vanishing without a trace.
"Pap! You betrayed the gods and the ancestors! Ah! You are destined to fall into the deep sea, your soul sucked into the Abyss!... Urgh! Hrk hrk!..."
The frenzied curse cut off abruptly. Niuka, the Hidden Snake warrior who had resisted to the very end, was pierced through by five long spears at once, then lifted high into the air. His bleeding body was like a tattered red cloth, swaying weakly back and forth. Soon, after the "red cloth" struggled on the brink of death for several breaths, his head suddenly drooped, and he went utterly still. At this moment, the nearly two thousand Water Fleet captives kneeling on the battlefield, the more than two hundred warrior corpses sprawled on the ground, and Niuka's mutilated remains held high aloft seemed like a true omen—an omen of the end of the Hidden Snake tribes.
"Mm... about done. Tiger Fish has arrived and is taking over the ships by the shore... As for this fellow..."
Xolotl's expression did not change as he looked at Priest Pap, who knelt barehanded several dozen paces away. He pondered for a while, then suddenly patted Black Wolf on the shoulder and ordered.
"Black Wolf, go help Priest Pap up and accept his surrender! Under the Main God's witness! From this day on, the grudges