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The survivors did not react much to the defeat, the Incas were born taciturn and slow to react to the outside world, but anyone knows that after such a defeat, no one will be unresponsive.

More than once the emperor imagined himself being torn to shreds by his warriors as a result of this unprecedented fiasco.

So far, it seems like it's just imagination.

"We will go back to Canyon Fortress. ”

Magellan was amazed to find that the emperor had renewed everyone's hope with just one sentence.

"It was the most powerful fortress of the Incas, guarding the borders of the Empire, and the terrain was treacherous," Tonan explained, standing at the feet of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, to Magellan, "the main thing is that it is not a colony of the Empire, but the Empire itself." ”

"If the army is crowded into the fortress, how can they avoid the miracle of the enemy?"

"No weapon can go over the walls and attack those behind them. Tonan seemed very surprised by Magellan's question, "Otherwise, there would be no need for the fortress to exist." ”

Magellan shook his head and didn't say anything more, he knew he couldn't convince anyone.

The Emperor continued his battle arrangement, and he withdrew his troops in batches with great skill, so that everyone did not feel dissatisfied with the order, but in the end, the Aztecs were left behind.

The Inca warriors could not wait to set off towards the fortress, and only the emperor and the Aztecs remained in the steppe.

"Such a chaotic and hasty march could not withstand even a single attack, and we must have a strong blocking army. ”

"My pleasure, Your Majesty. Tonan said this with pride, and he was indeed pleased to hear what the Emperor had to say about the Aztecs.

"My fate with the Empire is in your hands, Commander, and on the day of victory I will ask you to watch the sunrise from the palace. ”

After leaving these words, the emperor left in a hurry, leaving only the ambitious Aztec knight and the helpless Magellan on the steppe.

"In the steppes we simply can't get enough supplies......"

"The emperor left half of the supplies, enough for us to eat for a long, long time. ”

"Who's going to deliver it?"

"No, we're going to stop ...... here"

"That's death. ”

Magellan's argument with Tonan went on for a long, long time, and they had not yet bridged their differences until nightfall.

Then the new crusaders appeared.

The night on the steppe was dark, and there were only scattered stars in the moonless sky, powerless to illuminate the earth.

In this boundless darkness, a line of fire appeared in the sky.

It was a series of torches on the horizon.

"Look, the hunter can't wait to start hunting. ”

Tonan hesitated for the first time, and from the beginning of his argument with Magellan, he had always believed that even if the Aztecs were all destroyed, the completion of the resistance would mean victory, but now, Tonan began to doubt that even if everyone was killed, he would not be able to delay the new crusaders.

"You still have a moment to decide. ”

"Let's go!"

Tonnan fled north with his knights, discarding the supplies they had just received from the Incas and having only a little dry ration on them.

The night is like pig iron, trapping everything in darkness.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I have a complete plan, enough for you to complete a small ......" Magellan didn't know, the smile on his face at this moment was chillingly arrogant, "Long March." ”

......

Looking at the mountain of supplies, a shadow passed through the Holy Spirit's heart, which should have been an unquenchable frustration, but because of the purity given by science, it was reduced to a ripple.

The New Crusaders were starved of supplies, and even if the Holy Spirit could bring down the blessings of science and allow the army to break through the darkness and catch up with this strange cavalry, the soldiers would not have taken a step in the face of these supplies.

But these were just a few thoughts that crossed the Holy Spirit's mind, and he always knew what he had to do.

"Set up camp and rest!"

The herald quickly brought the whole army to a halt, and the order was accompanied by a message: "To celebrate the victory, we will stay here for three days and revelry with the spoils of war!"

And so the whole army cheered.

In the sight of the Holy Spirit, the shadow that had enveloped the army was swept away, and everyone forgot the frustration of the failed night attack, and they only had the expectation of revelry.

Then they began to camp on the spot.

A cacophony of voices filled the space, causing the roving Holy Spirit to ignore a burning urge to kill.

That's Tonan.

The Aztecs returned.

After fleeing the battlefield, Tonan made sure that the new crusaders had not caught up, and Magellan made him stop.

"Go back and maybe we can take a very rare opportunity. ”

"The fighters are already tired. ”

Tonan was about to reject Magellan outright, but when he remembered the man's expression when he talked about the "Long March", he instinctively changed to a more euphemistic one.

"We don't need too many people, let the warriors who are willing to die go with us, it's okay to throw away those supplies, but it's not necessary to let them fall into the hands of outsiders. ”

"Are you crazy?"

Tonnan understood almost instantly what Magellan wanted to do, and because of this, he couldn't help but scream.

"You see, if you don't think about it, then the enemy probably won't think about it, our plan is already half successful. ”

In the end, Tonnan was persuaded by Magellan, and he gathered forty warriors who were still willing to die in battle, as well as forty-two dinosaurs who were more energetic because of the darkness, and quietly groped in the direction they came.

The darkness of the night obscured their tracks, and the revelers were unaware of the uninvited guests, and even if the Holy Spirit had arranged an impenetrable network of scouts, they had long forgotten where they were supposed to be.

When the musketeers found the drink in the mountain of supplies, the revelry began.

It was an accident, but the Holy Spirit didn't care.

Until chaos is beyond what it should be.

Someone knocked over a torch and lit a drink.

No one took this to heart, because a wine that was not strong enough would not burn violently, but the Holy Spirit knew that it was time to intervene to stop it, or the chaos would bring disaster.

Then disaster struck.

Death howls rang out from the crowd, and almost instantly, fires broke out in several places in the supply pile.

"Enemy attack!"

A clever warrior yelled, but all he did was spread the chaos, and the reaction of the crowd, whether they believed the word or not, was to create more chaos.

For the first time, the Holy Spirit found himself in a blank slate.