Aztec Eternals Chapter 147

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Under the same starry sky, Alyssa followed the guards back to the familiar and warm Montezuma Palace. When she walked through the flickering corridor and entered the dimly lit main hall, she saw that her father had been waiting for a long time.

Arvitt wears an ornate home robe studded with a delicate gilt sun, a tribute from the Mistec. At this time, he was holding a huge old wooden board in his hand, and he was discussing something with Gilliam in a low voice. From time to time, the two of them pointed to somewhere on the board, gestured with their fingers, and their expressions were solemn and dignified.

Seeing Alyssa returning, Avette smiled and looked at his beloved daughter gently.

"Alyssa, are you having a good time today?"

"Yes, father. I am very happy to be with Shilot."

Alyssa smiled from the bottom of her heart, the corners of her mouth raised cutely. She took a few steps forward, hugged her father's hand, and subconsciously looked at the plank in Avit's hand.

On the wooden boards are abstract mountains, rivers, lakes and towns, which seem to be a map that has been passed down for many years. The center of the map should be the capital city in the lake, with a huge graphic and a golden sun. The western map has been modified and added a lot.

The most striking thing on the map is a large red circle, marked on another lake to the west of the center, separated by the pattern of towering mountains in the middle, and facing the capital in the lake far away. There is a long blue river in the north and south of the map, including the red circle and the capital at the same time. In the northeast and southeast of the red circle, near the river, there are two blue circles.

"Father, what is this?"

Alyssa turned her head sideways, looked at the meticulously marked map, and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just some future plans."

Avette lovingly touched her daughter's head, and pinched Alyssa's face gently, with a rare tenderness in her eyes.

Gilliam gave the princess a solemn salute. Then, he gently pulled out the wooden board, held it in his arms, and silently retreated a few steps.

Feeling Avit's intimacy, Alyssa leaned gently against her father's arms. A happy smile appeared on her face again, and she said in a low voice.

"It's good. Father, I think it's just like this, staying with you and Shilot all the time."

Hearing this, Avet stopped slightly in his hand. He looked stagnant for a while, then returned to gentleness and looked at his daughter with a smile.

"Yes. As long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about anything."

Immediately, Avit bowed his head with a smile and looked into Alyssa's pure eyes.

"My daughter, what did you and Sherlot do today?"

Alyssa blinked. She thought about it, and her face flushed slightly.

"We rowed boats on the lake, looked at flowers in the garden, then watched animals and fish, and finally went to the pyramids to look at the stars. Sherlot told me a lot of interesting stories, and also said that he would find me a teacher and a picture book, study pharmaceutics."

According to the agreement with the boy, she did not tell the story about the starry sky, it was a secret that only belonged to the two of them.

Looking at Alyssa's blushing face, Avit's heart sank. He put his hands on his daughter's shoulders, watching worriedly and earnestly.

"Alyssa, Sherlot... Did he do anything strange to you?"

"Strange thing?" The girl tilted her head, her eyes showing doubts.

"...I'm very close to you...close to you, and singing..."

Avit described cautiously. In his heart, his daughter is still that young and innocent elf.

Alyssa thought for a while, and looked at her father with clear eyes and a pure smile.

"Father, are you talking about the song of the opposite sex? No, Shilot just hugged me and kissed my cheek. He said he wanted to have a baby with me, but he didn't seem to know how to do the song. I simply thought I was going to dedicate the gods... Well, maybe I can teach him later."

Avit first breathed a sigh of relief, inexplicably annoyed at the boy. Then, hearing his daughter's last words, the majestic king was stunned. His heart was like a garden in the February wind, with countless petals shattered on the ground.

"...Alyssa...how did you know the content of the song..."

Alyssa smiled happily, her bright smile was clear and innocent.

"There are murals and poems of the gods. This is the way we reproduce, and it is also another way of male conquest. The murals say that the uncle Asaya Cartel once defeated the south and was captured by the city-state of Chalkow. Conquered the female chiefs there with songs of joy.

The uncle and them also left a poem in which the process of conquest is recorded in detail. The last sentence is 'lady, lie down slowly and let go of your mind. O my lovely one, King Assaya Cartel. '..."

Hearing his daughter's recitation, the majestic king and the ruthless commander put their hands on their foreheads at the same time, giving them a headache. That's the eldest brother's poem... After a while, the gentle father came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

"Alyssa, when did you read it? I never showed you my uncle's poetry."

Without waiting for the expected praise, Alyssa puffed out her cheeks. She looked at her father with a low expression.

"Well, father, when you were away two years ago, I read all the murals here and memorized the poems. Later, I could only look at the flowers and trees, and write down their shapes... Do I remember Wrong? Then I'll take a look when I go back..."

"No no no, Alyssa, you're right. But these poems are far from you, don't remember..."

Avit decisively changed the topic, maintaining a gentle tone.

"My daughter, you said you were looking for a teacher. Do you want to study pharmacy and why?"

Alyssa nodded vigorously, her eyes brightened again.

"Yes, father. I like pharmacy, and I want you and Shrout to be happy."

Avit pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly with a smile.

"Okay. In fact, father, I am also good at potions, but I haven't had time to prepare them for a long time. When I have time, I will tell you about the basic properties of herbal medicines. There is no need to go to the priest. In the future, all the potions I take will be handed over to me. For you, my dear daughter, only you can convince me completely."

Hearing her father's permission, Alyssa's face burst into a bright smile.

"Father, I will study hard! In the future, I will take good care of you and Shulot..."

Avit nodded with a smile, and gently squeezed her daughter's cheek again. In the corner, Gilliam's expression changed slightly, he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

The bonfire blazed, and the main hall was filled with warm light. After a while, Alyssa said goodbye to her father, and went to rest briskly, singing a joyful song in her mouth.

Arvitt laughed and listened until the singing died down, and he slowly regained his seriousness.

Gilliam stood silently beside the throne. He pondered for a moment before carefully suggesting it.

"Your Majesty, there is no queen in the palace, and the princess has no one to teach men and women. After all, you can't talk about these things... The alliance has been decided, and it's time to set up another queen."

Hearing this, Avit's eyes narrowed. He thought for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and finally said in a low voice.

"The war is important. After this western expedition is over, find another stepmother for Alyssa! You remember to ask the ladies of the royal family to come over when you have nothing to talk to Alyssa. I'll see which one is right for her. most..."

Gilliam saluted solemnly. Then, he took out the plank map again and laid it flat in front of the king.

"Look, my lord. The eight states of Tarasco are actually no less than the size of the Union. To the north of Tarasco is the state of Akambaro. They are bounded by the Leman River, and have always been with Otto. The Mi people are facing each other across the river. But the alliance's crusade in the past two years has caused heavy losses to the Otomi people, and the Ottopan and Guamare states on the north coast are both shrinking.

In the past few months, the Tarrascos have taken the opportunity to expand northward and have gradually controlled both sides of the Leman River. If it weren't for the food peace treaty between us and Ottopan, and the threat of the alliance's navy, I am afraid that the Tarrascos would have sent troops north to surround the city of Ottopan. "

Arvet nodded slightly, as if the battle of the Leman River was still in sight. He thought for a moment and asked.

"Herotepec has made the order, how is the food peace treaty between us and Ottopan City fulfilled?"

"And the last time, every month's food for 34,000 people will be delivered. Your Majesty, do you want to..."

Gilliam replied solemnly, ready to exhort.

"No, of course the peace treaty will continue, but with some additional terms. We can provide the Otomi people with more food. But they have to mobilize and fight back against the Tarasco stronghold on both sides of the Leman River. The spring ploughing has not yet At first, for these two months, Otomi's warriors and militiamen did not need to farm.

The Alliance needed them to quickly harass the Tarrascos' northern frontier, and even send their navy to support them across the Leman River and south to raid the towns and villages of Akambaro. Such looting would also be profitable for them. "

Avit groaned and ordered. There are only goals to be achieved in the national war, and there are no permanent enemies or friends. The alliance must use all the forces that can be used to strengthen itself and weaken the opponent to the greatest extent possible.

"What if the Otomi are unwilling to agree?"

"Then, the alliance will cut off the food payment this time, and enter a state of war with Otomi again, and will destroy their spring ploughing in the spring." A ruthless voice came, deciding the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people.

Gilliam nodded, the king was always wise and resolute as long as there was no fragile emotional influence.

"The king has only one weakness, and I need to make up for him..." the intelligence officer thought to himself.

"Your Majesty, continue west along the Leman River, and in ten days you will be the Chapala Lake District. Here are the two northwestern states of the Tarasco people, Zapotland and Tizapan. The population here is extremely dense, with only Next to Lake Patzcuaro, the population should be more than 600,000, and it is estimated that it can mobilize 20,000 warriors.

However, these two states are dozens of days away from the capital Qin Congchan, and the King of Tarasco cannot effectively control this place. Are we going to send messengers to try and connect with local tribal leaders? "

Gilliam's serious proposal.

Avit thought for a moment, he was not familiar with the place, but had a slight impression.

"Further west of the Lake Chapala, the Leman River will flow into the endless West Lake, where is the Halixco area? I remember there was still a war going on there? Also, north of the Lake Chapala are Chichimeks? "

"Yes, Your Majesty. By the endless lake, the Tekes of Halikesk are still fighting the Kingdom of Tarasco. Unlike their compatriots in the south, they have never surrendered to the Kingdom of Tarasco. North of Lake Chapala, the canines of the Highland Forest."

Avit nodded and ordered in awe.

"Send three-way messengers. On the one hand, try to win over the Chapala Lake District and divide the power of the Tarasco people. On the other hand, contact Haleikeskoban to support their resistance. Finally, bribe the Chichimeks in the north, Instigate them to loot south!

The Lake Chapala region has a high degree of autonomy. As long as they are actually threatened, there will not be many troops that can support the core area of Tarasco Kingdom. "

Gilliam nodded knowingly and continued to speak.

"The target of this western expedition is the core area of the Tarasco Kingdom, the Patzcuaro Lake District. There are three states here, Qin Congchan, Sacap, and Apatchingan. There are about 800,000 states in the three states. People can mobilize 25,000 warriors and several times the number of militia. Among the three states in the Lake District, there are three big cities: Qin Cong Can, Ivacio and Patzquali. Among them, the capital Qin Cong Can is the largest in scale. , the city defense is the most strict."

Avett didn't say anything. The terrain of mountains and rivers in the core area of Tarrasco has long been imprinted in his mind.

"As long as the city of Qin Congchan is captured and the gods of the gods are executed, the kingdom of Tarasco will collapse. The city-states in the west and south will lose their leaders like wolves, and they will not be subordinate to each other since then, and can be easily recruited or defeated by the alliance. If you want to attack Qincongcan City, there are two routes, north and south.

The route of the South Route Army was the closest to the capital city in the lake. The army dispatched troops from the capital and arrived in Raziko State, the most southwestern part of the alliance, within ten days. From there, send troops to the west, as long as you cross the buffered mountains and forests, capture the Sitacuaro State in the mountains, and then go west for more than ten days, you will be the rich and flat Lake Patzcuaro.

The prosperous copper capital Qincongcan City was built on the shore of Lake Patzcuaro. Of course, in front of it, there is the sheltered city of Ivacio. "

Having said this, Gilliam paused slightly and looked at the king.

Avet nodded calmly.

"I've been on this route a few years ago. The woods in the mountains are extremely difficult to travel, and there are many easy-to-walk small rivers and streams along which the army needs to fetch water and march.

And along the river to Sitaquaro State, there are nearly ten stone fortresses of different sizes, as well as dense wooden camps. The Tarasco people have used bronze tools to build here for more than ten years, occupying every advantageous terrain, and it is really easy to defend and difficult to attack. Although the route of the South Road is short, if it is really to be fully opened up, it is still necessary to mobilize the army and work hard. "

Gilliam gave another solemn salute.

"Your Majesty, if the navy can gain the upper hand, we can divide ten thousand people and go west along the Tulsa River, through the land of Jontar, ignoring the mountains on the south bank of the river. Tamo State, landed directly in the Patzcuaro Lake District in the hinterland of the North Shore. There will be a fatal blow to the Tarasco people by bypassing Sitacuaro State."

Avet nodded slightly. He pondered for a moment, made some calculations in his heart, and then spoke.

"Remember to send another group of messengers to Wetamo, the southernmost mountainous region of the Tarasco Kingdom, and also win over the local tribal leaders and divide the power of the Tarasco people. The Wetamo area is only 70,000 to 80,000 tala. The Sko tribes live together with the wildling tribes. They don't have many warriors, and they are not willing to support the center. But the terrain here is complicated, the tribes are poor and brave, and it is difficult to conquer by force, and they can't draw troops to fight for a while.

I remember, Shilot once sent a caravan to buy copper mines there? "

Gillim nodded respectfully and replied in detail.

"Yes, Your Majesty. His Highness once sent a caravan, led by a Mayan merchant, who seemed to have trade relations with the local chief. The deputy was Kuluka. They have opened up a trade channel with the local area, The first batch of copper mines have just been shipped back, and there should be more in the future."

Avit showed a bit of satisfaction and ordered in a deep voice.

"Gillim, you go get in touch, establish contact with the local nobles, and instigate a rebellion. Just say that the Kingdom of Tarrasco promised them, and the alliance can also promise them, as well as double cotton, salt, gold and silver. In addition, as long as Return to the Alliance, we will fully support them to dig local copper mines and make lucrative copper wares!

And when the Western Expedition is over, the Alliance is slow to take action. In any case, the royal family must directly control the copper mine here. Relying on the Tulsa River, these ores can also be quickly transported to the lake capital and turned into sturdy bronze tools and weapons! "

Gilliam paid homage again and was ordered respectfully. When bowing his head, the intelligence officer smiled, which was meaningful.

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