"Huh? They're making sacrifices in Mountain Peak City?"
The sun had climbed to its zenith, pouring down a fierce blaze of light. Black Wolf Toltec wore Bronze Armor and gripped a Longbow as he stood on a small hillside, gazing toward Mountain Peak City several hundred meters away.
Mountain Peak City was not large. Low hills stretched for several hundred meters along its west and south sides, giving it a slight advantage of terrain. Several li to the east was a small river, and along its banks lay broad stretches of reclaimed farmland, enough to count as fertile soil. Mountain Peak City itself had a ring of earth-and-stone walls five or six meters high, with a sparse palisade outside it. Though the walls were somewhat low and the palisade extremely crude, together they formed a rough but complete defense, protecting the garrison inside. And if the defenders were sufficient in number and capable of sallying out, a well-equipped city like this was definitely not something that could be taken in a day or two.
Yet at this moment, on the northern wall of Mountain Peak City, there were only several hundred Tlaxcala Warriors and two or three thousand panicked, uneasy militia. Most of Tepeyacac State's warriors had been buried in Shuigu City. Those left in Mountain Peak City were merely one or two thousand warriors and five or six thousand hastily mobilized able-bodied militia.
Most of the defenders on the wall held Hunting Bows, throwing spears, and slings, occasionally shouting a few times in an attempt to frighten the Mexica Legion outside the city. But there were far too few warriors among them, which only exposed the emptiness within the city instead. Behind the wall stood the towering central pyramid. Dozens of priests of the God of the Hunt had