"Main God bless us! His light comes from the red Divine Kingdom and shines upon the azure Earth Mother! He grants us glory in this life, and He grants us peace after death! We are willing to fight for His glory, willing to give our lives for His radiance!"
Devout, fervent prayers rang out from the Javelin Vanguard Battalion, accompanied by the blessings and proclamations of the army priests, inspiring the warriors who hurled without fear.
Kuashe, the great chief of Hidden Snake City, wore leather armor, with javelins on his back and a Copper Axe in his hand, standing high atop the wall of the main stockade. He looked in the direction the prayers came from, toward the shouting Imperial Guard Battalion in the distance, and instinctively felt uneasy.
"Pah! Feathered Serpent and the ancestors bless us! The Adobe Main Stockade has two rings of wooden walls, and the two small stockades each have one ring, all four meters high! How could such solid fortifications be taken just by praying a few lines? Remember, the priests of Hidden Snake Holy City are praying for us as well!"
Great Chief Kuashe showed confidence on his face and struck his shield with his Copper Axe, rousing the morale of the City-State Warriors on the stockade wall.
"The gods bless us! We have seven thousand defenders! We have endless support by water! We will hold the Mexica People here until the rainy season comes!"
"Boom, boom, boom!..."
A rolling beat of war drums sounded from the kingdom's camp, and battalions of a thousand men began to march out one after another. Seeing the direction in which these Kingdom Warriors were gathering, Great Chief Kuashe's expression turned grave, and he knew that today the Mexica People were going to attack the two small