Chapter 2309 - 1635: Glory! Queen! Death! (2)

In the quarter that just passed, the retreating arquebusiers reloaded once more in the back. Right after, the spearmen of the barbarians launched a surprise attack, hurling darts from three sides at close range. As they raised their shields to fend off this wave of offense, the natives' arquebusiers, surprisingly following the barbarian spearmen, planted themselves at close range once more and unleashed a terrifying volley!

"Damn deceitful natives! If I had two companies of veterans, I'd chop off all your heads and hang them on a big tree, just like we exterminated the Moorish Tribe!"

Recalling the scene of the flashes and thunderous explosions just now, Veteran Company Commander Philip felt his heart bleed with rage and craziness wanted to take over! When the dreadful lead and iron bullets came, six shield-bearing veterans in the front row were either killed or seriously wounded on the spot, creating a gap for the rear row! Then, another volley of barbarian arrows injured several more!

Facing this one-sided barrage, he went berserk at the time, leading the veterans to rush out, slashing down four or five slow-running arquebusiers, and fiercely clashed with those dart-throwing barbarian spearmen!

These arquebusiers, tall of stature, had almost no close combat ability, and cutting them down was easier than slaying sheep! But once they reloaded, firing under the cover of other barbarians, they became more fearsome than all the barbarian archers and spearmen combined!

As for those barbarian spearmen with strangely colored hair and bone adornments, while fierce and fearless, they were much easier to combat than the heavily armored ranks of barbarian warriors. However, the archers, spearmen, and arquebusiers were remarkably agile and nimble. Their charge killed more than a dozen, at the cost of two of their own. Afterwards, they couldn't catch up anymore, as more arrows rained down from the standing barbarian archers on all sides, making it difficult to form ranks, forcing him to retreat with his veterans again.

During this advance and retreat, Veteran Company Commander Philip also saw the intense fighting breaking out in the south, seemingly even larger in scale than here. The barbarians launched a massive assault tonight, but many from the camp were taken away by the departing Columbus and retreating church. As a battle-hardened Holy War Company Captain, he immediately realized they couldn't hold out any longer and could only retreat using the terrain of the stronghold.

"Holy Mother protect us! Quickly, go!"

The twenty-four veterans at the West Gate shouted devoutly, feigning a charge, causing the surrounding raven-like barbarians to recoil. Afterwards, they decisively turned and rapidly retreated toward the central wooden fort. The dog-descendant barbarian soldiers outside were stunned for a few moments before realizing that these "wild oxen" in the hunt were escaping, just like the wild oxen on the North American prairie when pushed to their limits!

"Howl! Earth Mother protect us! Great Chief God of the South protect us! Chase them, devour them!"

"Roar! These are our prey! Eat, eat!"

The red-haired dog descendants let out joyful wolf howls, and the grassland barbarians roared like beasts. They then surged into the stronghold from the west fence. The handful of strong men and sailors originally stationed here tried to block them a couple of times, but then erupted in terrified cries and scattered in panic!

"The barbarians are storming in! They're coming from the west!"

The strong men and sailors, in disarray and panic, scattered the pursuing forces like bait. Veteran Company Commander Philip was well aware and did not hesitate to abandon the auxiliary troops. He sprinted with bull-like strength, quickly reaching the center's wooden fort. But as soon as he saw the scene in front of the wooden fortress, he was shaken to the core, his face turning white with disbelief. In the open space between the center and the south, the stinging smell of blood hit like an apocalyptic trial more brutal than the west!

"No, Almighty! This can't be!"

The cold night was shattered like torn paper by the blaze. The brutal battle in Saint Juan's central fort's southern open space finally reached its end amid blood and fire. The blood-soaked muddy ground, littered with fallen feather crowns, shattered crosses, broken spear shafts, and steel blades, and piles of armored corpses, resembled a purgatorial slaughter!

"Perish, Devil Barbarians!"

"Chief Divine protect us, kill the Evil Demon!"

"Save... save us! Ugh!..."

"Almighty! Death... Demon... ah!"

"Haha! I, Ah Hu, have chopped off the demon's head! I've claimed my fifth head in the Divine War, enough to be promoted to Veteran Warrior!"

"Roar! Hear my command, Kepili! Chop off all their demon heads, leave no one alive!"

Veteran Company Commander Philip stared wide-eyed, seeing over a hundred blood-soaked corpses barely a hundred steps away! Half of them were Holy War veterans, and half were barbarian warriors, all killed amidst firelight and screams, ultimately collapsing with weapons piercing each other, inseparable!

A Mexica warrior lay dead by a broken stone pillar at a street corner, his bronze axe deeply embedded in the throat of a veteran, both frozen like statues in a death embrace. Blood from their wounds pooled, trickling down the street, reflecting the flickering remnants of fire like flames of fury not yet cooled in the night. Another veteran's corpse lay with his chain mail shattered, the broken shin armor revealing slashed leg bones, his longsword still stabbed into the enemy's ribs, long devoid of strength to pull it out.

Among those remaining barbarian warriors still standing, there were over a hundred. They were clad in clanking heavy armor, even wearing matching breastplates, stepping on the corpses of Holy War veterans. They breathed heavily, laughing boisterously, their bodies drenched in blood, and blood dripped from their battle axes and longswords, pooling into a shallow blood bath!

"Hahaha! We won, killed so many of the demon elite!"

An uncaging barbarian leader stood propped with a particularly large two-handed long axe, panting heavily like a bull, his face stained dark red with unknown amounts of blood. And in his other hand, he held up something reflecting light, speaking joyfully.

"Ahaha! Brave Evil Demon Warrior Captain! Did you see? Your men were all valiant warriors! None fled; they all fought till their deaths!"

"Such admirable bravery! Even the observing Chief Divine would rejoice at your courage, for tonight's bloodshed, for such grand sacrificial rites! Brave Evil Demon Warrior Captain, rest assured! I'll fashion your head into a bone bowl, passing it to my sons! Hmm, if I survive the next plague and return to the Kingdom alive..."

"Ahahaha!"

Warrior Captain Kepili laughed wildly, entirely unleashed his ferocity, turned into a mad tiger. And Veteran Company Commander Philip strained to see, only to find that what was being held high by the other was a head wearing a helmet! And the helmet's shape and officer's colors could only mean one thing!

"Almighty! It's Captain Pedro's head! Captain Pedro actually died in battle! The captain is dead!!"

"Merciful Holy Mother! How did the captain die here? Where is Commander Antonio? The commander and the captain were never apart. Could it be, the commander also died?!"

Veteran Company Commander Philip trembled all over, feeling an appalling, unimaginable cruel future. He could no longer flee under this circumstance, couldn't become a coward, return to the Kingdom of Castile, and justify himself to the Queen and nobility. At this moment, his eyes finally reddened completely, staring at that ferocious barbarian chieftain who turned beastly upon hearing his voice!

"Damn Devil Barbarians! I will remain for the commander and captain! Fight to the death with you!"

"Glory! Queen! Death!"

"Glory! Queen! Death!"

At this moment, the remaining twenty-four Holy War veterans finally let out a death-defying roar. Then, they raised their final longswords and charged toward the kingdom's battle formation!