"Your Highness!"
Separated by tens of paces, Bertade suddenly turned around. For the first time, deep fear showed on his usually calm face.
"Ancestors protect us, the Three Divinities bless us!"
Su'angua forcefully swung his axe, his face filled with uncontrollable ecstasy. He watched as the Mexica commander suddenly arched backward, his figure disappearing behind the shield wall, and the towering Black Wolf Banner also started to topple backward. He couldn't help but cry out loud.
"The Mexica commander is dead! Victory to the Royal Army!!"
Accompanied by the loud shout, the hands of the battling elite warriors slackened. Thousands of focused gazes all turned toward the nearby Wolf Banner. Intense emotions were evident in their eyes as complicated feelings intermingled in the air! The Tarasco warriors were filled with excitement and joy, while the Mexica warriors were in shock and apprehension.
