The hound nodded solemnly, then coldly waved the command flag. More than two hundred of the Imperial Guards at the rear were left behind. They were to use their lives to temporarily block the returning Mexica legion. Afterward, Yuku continued to point forward with the command flag, blowing on the short flute in his mouth. A thousand Copper-axe Guards then followed the unparalleled warrior, charging again towards the enemy marshal!
Xiulote stood erect on the small hill, watching the assault of the Royal Army's Imperial Guards. His palms were sweaty, but his face bore a confident smile.
"As expected of the widely famed Copper-axe Guards! Unfortunately, they've met me today, and are doomed to fall here!"
Then the young king majestically scanned the front, shouting to the Jaguar Warrior Brigade who were his escorts.