Chapter 159: The Foothold_3

A thousand Longbow Warriors once again executed precision shooting at close range, and the Tarascans who poked their heads out fell like leaves, quickly silenced altogether. The temporary commander was in a great panic. He personally leaned out to shoot, loudly calling out, and got his wish, shot into a porcupine, and thus went to the Land of the Dead, to Goddess Haratana, the moon.

Seeing the palisade breached, Xiulote once again waved the flag. The sound of the war drums suddenly quickened, resonating through heaven and earth.