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I am an Igorot. In my veins run the immortal blood of my gallant, peaceful, and freedom-loving forefathers – blood borne by them who openly defied the authority of Spain in the year 1601. Again, it was the blood that also freely flowed in the bloody battlefields of world famous Bataan and in the rocky bastions of Corregidor.
— Atty. Gabriel Keith Pawid

The Igorot (Tagalog for 'mountaineer'), or ethnolinguistically called the Cordillerans, are the various ethnic groups living in the mountains of northern Luzon, Philippines, all of whom keep or have kept until recently, their traditional religion and way of life. Some live in the tropical forests of the foothills, but most live in rugged grassland and pine forest zones higher up. The Igorots were one of the ethnic Filipinos whom the Spanish would meet during the colonization of the area in the 16th century.

The Igorot first came into contact with the invaders when the latter discovered gold in the Cordillera. Both gold and the desire to Christianize the Igorot were given as reasons for Spanish conquest. Although the Cordillera Mountains technically belonged to the Spanish, they gained no formal authority or hold of the region. In 1572 the Spanish started hunting for the gold. The Igorots would resist Spanish incursion in a revolt that lasted for decades, killing many Spanish and their Filipino allies in their wake. The Igorots would defy and defeat Spanish expeditions in the years 1601, 1608, 1635, and 1663. The Igorots, together with the Moros, were the only Filipinos to successfully resist Spanish conquest. The Igorot would also play a pivotal role during the Philippine Revolution, Philippine-American War, and World War II.

Battle vs. Mapuche Warrior (by Killermoves)[]

There was a dark place during a dark time in human civilization, where only the strong could survive, where the meek were subjugated and enslaved. Such a hell existed in the jungle, where nature was both a beautiful mother and a green inferno. The jungle was where many colonialists and conquerors met their doom. Nonetheless, it was also a place of refuge for the independent and freedom-loving people.

Tonight however, in a mountain pass filled with thick vegetation and unforgiving humidity, a place that could only have been designed by some twisted imaginator, peace was non-existent. War cries filled the air as two groups of men hurled spears and shot arrows at each other. On one side, standing on high ground were 5 loin-cloth clad Igorot warriors, who were determined to hold this pass and prevent these invaders from setting a foot into their territory. On the other side were 5 poncho-wearing Mapuche, in a desperate mission to raid and gather resources for their hungry people.

Bamboo spears flew towards the Mapuche, yet none landed anywhere near their flesh. The rain of spears proved nothing as the Mapuche kept mobile or took cover. But their bows, easy to aim and easy to fire, proved more accurate. To get out of this stalemate, the Mapuche officer tasked two men to stealthily crawl away and flank the Igorots, as the rest of them continued firing their arrows.

Soon, the Mapuche started to land their mark. One of their arrows passed cleanly through the head of one of the Igorots, killing him. Green Before the Igorots could register that they had lost one of their own, they were surprised by a couple of Mapuche who ambushed them from the side. Instead of fighting, the Igorots made a run for it, trying hastily to run back to the mountain. Not wanting to let them get away easily, a Mapuche aimed his bolas and threw, ensnaring one of the Igorot. The poor guy tripped and fell painfully downhill, crashing his head and body on the jagged rocks. The moment he landed near the Mapuche, he got his head bashed mercilessly by maces. Green

Finally tasting blood, the Mapuche chased the Igorot down. For half an hour they pursued their much faster opponents in the jungle. They cursed and spat as their ponchos got entangled in the vegetation. Unfortunately for one Mapuche, he laid his foot on a human-sized whole. He then fell into the trap, getting his chest penetrated by long bamboo poles. Blue This further enraged the now tense and fatigued Mapuche, who resorted to end this battle in their favor.

As they walked through the jungle, another Mapuche began spitting blood. A bamboo pierced through his abdomen and he fell down with a cry. Blue The surviving Igorots rushed the remaining Mapuche and a brutal hand-to-hand combat ensued. An Igorot managed to behead a Mapuche with his large axe, Blue while another Mapuche impaled an Igorot with a stone spear. Green One of the Igorot failed to see a Mapuche charging at him with his lance, piercing his ribs.Green The last remaining Igorot avenged his friend by smashing the wooden shaft of his spear on the Mapuche's face. As the Mapuche laid down disoriented, the Igorot pinned the Mapuche through the soil with his spear. Blue

The last Mapuche and Igorot circled each other, fear dripping from their foreheads. There was only one person leaving this mountain, both praying it would be them so their respective tribes could survive. The Mapuche charged first and tried to land a killing blow with his mace. The Igorot blocked the attacks with his shield but the heavy mace slowly chipped and crunched it away.

He knew he had to do something before his defenses finally fell. And so, with the remaining planks of his shield, the Igorot pushed the Mapuche away with all his might. He dodged one swing from a mace which almost took his head off, before burying his axe on his enemy's stomach. The Mapuche screamed in pain, and as he tried to retaliate with a wild haymaker swing, the Igorot took his arm, pulled the axe away, ripping his abdomen. The Mapuche's guts spilled on the ground, and so too was the Chilean jungle fighter. Blue

The Igorot raised his axe and yelled in victory.

Expert's Opinion[]

Expert's believe that while the Mapuche has the edge in range, the more maneuverable spear and better defenses of the Igorot prevailed.

To see the original battle, weapons, and votes, click here.

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