The gods lowered their crimson eyes, gazing down at the blood-drenched earth. The brutal battle was finally over, and the pursuing Putun warriors returned carrying heads. More than three hundred Xiu warriors' corpses lay toppled everywhere, stretching all the way south. The kingdom warriors raised their weapons and roared in celebration. They laughed as they prayed, celebrating a great victory after a bloody battle!
"Praise the supreme Main God! We fight for the god, die for the god, and have won the victory bestowed by the God of War!"
After the prayers, the kingdom warriors lowered their heads and began counting the fleet's casualties, saving their own wounded, then sacrificing the enemy captives. This short but fierce battle had taken more than ten Purepecha Warriors, more than ten Silver Crow warriors, and over thirty Putun warriors. Roughly counted, in a battle that had lasted only a few quarters of an hour, more than sixty had actually fallen!
In the Maya lands, far from the Alliance, faced with such casualties, the kingdom warriors would never stay their hands or let a single captured enemy go.
"Haaha! The Main God blesses us! This is the divine-descended leader of the Maya! I, Puapu, charged into several hundred Maya warriors and cut off his head myself!"
Puapu was beaming with joy as he shouted loudly. Covered in blood, wearing Bronze Armor dyed red, he held Prince Xiu Tul's head high, showing off his battle merits before the warriors' formation!
"The Main God blesses us! Captain Puapu, you led the charge several times. You were truly divinely brave, as if possessed by the Black Wolf General himself!"
The kingdom's warriors beat their chests and respectfully saluted their captain. The kingdom valued warriors most of all, and Captain Puapu's heroic performance today had truly won over