NOVPUBThe Samurai’s war club swung, cutting through the thick cotton armor, and then with a "crack," cleaved through the fragile limbs. The Militia’s long spears stabbed, piercing the sturdy leather armor, and with a "splurch," penetrated the soft bellies and waists. As the Mexica legion launched a full-scale assault along the miles-long front, blood splattered simultaneously, and the dying wails echoed!
"Monkey" Kuluka wore the simple war clothes of a legion commander, devoid of a lofty back flag, barely noticeable within the Spear Formation. He commanded the left-wing Spear legion, warily scrutinizing the battlefield.
The Chapala Legion was shaken by the previously unheard cannon fire, plunging into brief but intense chaos. The army’s charge was timely and forceful, fully gaining the advantage on the battlefield!
To his right, the central army’s City-State Warriors rapidly broke through the enemy lines, charging toward the "feathers" Commander’s Flag on the small hill and clashing with the Marshal’s trusted aides. To his left, the peripheral City-State Warriors also gradually regained their momentum, storming into the circular formations of the Chapala Militia.
"The central army’s warriors hold firm; the formations are still entangled, difficult to break through at the moment. The peripheral militia are frightened and skittish, their ranks quickly disintegrating, just one strike away!"
Kuluka pondered briefly, then called a trusted aide to take a message to the Marshal under the Commander’s Flag behind them. Afterward, he looked straight ahead, waved his command flag, blew the copper whistle hanging around his neck, and moved more Spear Formations to the front line to combat the warriors dressed in sky-blue war clothes.
In the commander’s brief whistle signals, ten dense Spear Formations, wielding nearly three-meter-long spears, covered each other’s flanks, slowly and steadily piercing the enemy’s ranks. Intersecting spears thrust forward, and the first few rows of enemy warriors writhed helplessly like beached fish, indiscriminately struggling in place, then were easily skewered by the "fishermen." Then, in the extended whistle signals from the commander, the "fishermen" slowed their pace, stabilized their formation, and impaled the next batch of Tarasco fish!
Seeing the Spear Formation’s successful advance, "Monkey" Kuluka’s eyes sparkled as a slight smile crept onto his face.
The Spear legion had to maintain a stable formation to maximize the lethality of the dense long spears. In the moments of engagement, rhythm was of utmost importance! The Militia could neither recoil in fear nor charge forward in reckless bravery; they had to maintain the same pace as their comrades.
The new army, although having participated in many minor battles, was experiencing such a grand formation battle for the first time. At the initial moment of engagement, many spear soldiers’ steps became slightly erratic, their speeds mismatched, even becoming separated from each other. The front of the formation undulated like waves, creating noticeable gaps. Fortunately, the chaotic Chapala warriors failed to seize this fleeting opportunity. They merely called out the names of their gods in vain, getting stabbed to death by the disorderly spears!
"Monkey" Kuluka once again waved the command flag and sounded the copper whistle.
Several Spear Formations gradually merged, their interlocking pinwheel shapes slowly closing into a tightly-knit larger formation. Then, the grand Spear Formation, with its sharp layers of pointed spears, pressed forward even more vigorously into the enemy ranks, with blood spurting instantaneously. Within moments of engagement, hundreds of enemy warriors fell, covering the frontline with a vivid display of red and blue.
Facing the approaching Spear Formation, Ahonda, clad in pure blue war clothes and carrying a three-meter back flag, angrily stood on high ground. He swung his martial prowess-filled war club, bellowing loudly at the disordered warriors.
"Warriors of the ’Sky’ family, be true samurai, rise fearlessly to battle! Join me in courageously confronting the enemy, do not be frightened by the wicked thunder! The enemy’s weapon has already reached us, how can we surrender to death like turkeys?! Rise quickly, the sky belongs to the valiant red hawk, which can even blind the eyes of the evil God of Thunder!" 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
Hearing the familiar roar, the surrounding warriors turned to look at the Family Head in the center. They sought emotional support, rekindling the samurais’ courage.
"Fight! Fight for the honor of the family! In the name of ’Sky’ Family Head Ahonda, I command all loyal warriors to raise your shields, brandish your war clubs. No matter what witchcraft the Mexica use, no matter what sounds they create, the outcome of this war will still be decided by the noble warriors! By us!"
With the Family Head’s rallying cry, more warriors gradually recovered their morale, the family’s glory soaring within their hearts.
"If they summon the roaring wooden beasts, then go slay those wooden beasts! If they wield weapons bestowed by the gods, then seize those weapons! There is no surviving, no pleading for mercy. I will fight alongside you, fearlessly dying on the battlefield of the divine war!!!"
Having said this, Ahonda leapt down from the high ground. Swinging his war club, he led his trusted aides to the front of the battle line. Under his lead, the surrounding warriors finally erupted with hysterical cries. Then, one by one, they rose and charged toward the Spear Formation!
Soon, Ahonda strode to the frontline, the commander’s flag especially conspicuous among the crowd. He didn’t rashly lead his aides in a charge but maintained a distance, carefully observing the Mexica Spear legion.
These new soldiers were high-spirited, well-disciplined, and well-equipped, seemingly on par with the warriors. But in reality, their main force was still Militia, recently trained. Like the Royal Family’s Spear Formations, they relied on the advantages of long spears and emphasized the cooperation of dense formations.
The ’Sky’ Family Head, battle-hardened and having encountered the Royal Family’s Spear Formations’ tactics, had thoroughly contemplated how to engage in combat. These schemes were not to be disclosed to outsiders, and his caution towards the centralization of royal power was deeply concealed. He simply waved the flag and continued to roar loudly.
