"Yo!"
The mountains stretched vast and hazy, dense forest ringing them all around, and the Tehuacan Valley was filled with lush green. An ancient Temple loomed faintly on the mountaintop. A piercing eagle cry rose high through the mountain woods, like an omen of the Death God, and suddenly cast its shadow over the hearts of the Mixtec warriors!
"Awooo! Kill! Kill them!"
Fierce wolf howls rose one after another, accompanied by shouts boiling with murderous intent. Several thousand tattoo-faced, dyed-haired Dog-kin warriors, all wearing Cotton Armor and waving Copper Spears, leapt out from the hidden grass and trees. Many Red-hair Dog-kin still gripped cheap bamboo great bows in their hands. Standing on the heights, they took brief aim and loosed a sharp volley of Copper Arrows at the scattered Mixtec front ranks!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
From dozens of paces away, a fierce rain of arrows rushed into their faces, bringing the whistling of death. A few breaths later came the agonized screams of wounded Mixtec warriors!
"Damn it! Those despicable northern barbarians actually set an ambush and launched a sneak attack!"
Seeing great masses of northern barbarian soldiers reveal themselves, bows in hand and spears gripped, Riki, the Rain God Warrior in the vanguard, changed expression. He immediately ducked down and hid behind a towering tree, and the keen wind of an arrow brushed past his hair.
A great swath of arrows came swiftly, so accurate and so powerful. In an instant, the hundreds of brave Mixtec vanguard warriors who had been pursuing suffered heavy losses. A full fifty or sixty warriors charging at the very front died in the first round of attack. And hard on its heels came the second volley, then the third.
"Such powerful arrows!"
Rain God Warrior Riki pressed his lips together, tightened his