"God of the Hunt, bless us! Neca, you lead the warriors of the family and charge up there!"
The city walls were trembling, the situation was critical. Black Serpent Teuctli stood high, shouting angrily. He waved the command flag hastily, summoning his trusted Head Warrior Neca, leading five hundred elite family warriors to support the walls.
"Charge! Drive the enemy off the walls!"
"Kill! Cut down those defending rats!"
Ladders were propped against the walls, bronze hooks dug into the bricks. Soon, a hundred or so Tekos axe-wielding warriors climbed up in two strides, leaping into the melee on the battlements. They blocked with shields in one hand, swung their bronze axes in the other, hacking ferociously at the militia like coyotes slaughtering rabbits.
