Aztec Eternals Chapter 207

The vast night is always busy, and the scattered day is also in a hurry. In the alternation of night and day, the warriors of Tarasco Kingdom moved quietly, disturbing the birds in the mountains and forests, leaving only the faint sound of wind. The auspicious day of the sun **** is coming, and the scouts of the Mexican alliance have obviously shrunk. The Legion prepared a grand ceremony, which brought brief peace to the front.

Late the next night, the wooden door of the mountain fortress opened silently. Under the **** of the bronze axe guards, the inheritance of the king's flag is in the forefront. The eagle swayed its black wings and sank into the western mountains. Ten thousand elites gradually gathered from several fortresses behind, forming a torrent of retreat. The warriors held sporadic torches, all the way to the western capital, galloping away quietly.

The morning star lights up the eastern sky, heralding the dawn of dawn. In the flowing light, Suangua climbed the hill by the stream and looked back at the fortress in the mountains.

The mountain road was winding and long, and the eagle flag at the top of the fort turned into an indistinct dot, only the bright gold flickered in the morning light. Beside Xiaodian, a figure as thin as a pine needle stood quietly. Across a long distance, two of Tarrasco's most honorable protoss stared at each other. Before the rising sun, they left their last look, and then said goodbye silently, heading for the unknown but unchangeable road.

The morning light gradually brightened, and the morning sun rose slowly. In the same mountain range, King Avit wears a red royal robe, a slender feather crown, and an emerald tie, shining like the incarnation of a god. He stood high on the fortress, looking out to the bright east. The stratus clouds spread out to both sides, like waves unfolding in layers, revealing the gate of the kingdom of God. A big red sun is slowly rising from the sky. He illuminated the verdant Apatchingan Mountains, and also illuminated the thousands of Mexica warriors under the tall fortress.

Avet raised his head, raised his topaz scepter high, and paid tribute to the rising sun god. Following the king's movements, the war priests sang ancient songs, lit a fiery flame, and prayed for the coming of the Lord God.

It was a grand funeral, on an auspicious day for the sun god. A huge sacred flame burned in the center surrounded by the warriors. All the broken cotton armor, worn battle sticks, and broken shields were piled up in well-defined hills around the fire, holding the lost souls of the warriors.

Under the priest's ceremony, the sun **** lowered his splendid eyes. His eyes were fixed on the earth, the streams at the bottom of the valley drifted like jade belts, and the undulating mountains extended into the distance. The remnants of the evil moon in the western sky, banished by the power of the Lord God, fled to the lair of the king city of Tarrasco. When the cloud light rises to the sky, the dazzling Lord God finally descends into the world, turns into a dazzling golden yellow, and sprinkles the whole world!

"...God has come! He takes the souls of the dead to the red kingdom! He promises the world that the warriors who die for God will open their eyes again. Under the red sky, they meet the red dawn !"

King Avit spread his arms and shouted vigorously. The loud voice echoed in the fortress, like a promise from the gods. Then, the priests shouted in unison, praising the Supreme Lord God.

"Praise the Lord God Huitzilopochtli! He saves those who pray devoutly, and leads the souls who have sacrificed for God!"

Fierce war drums were struck, and loud flutes were played. During the chants of the priests, hundreds of nobles and thousands of warriors faced the rising sun in the east at the same time, praising the gods. The rising sun falls into the eyes, the sun is bright, and the heart is swaying in an instant. The warriors then fell to the ground, holding the talisman of the Lord God. They followed the priest's guidance, closed their eyes, imagined the glory of the kingdom of God, and then shouted in unison, calling out the name of God three times.

"Must believe in the main **** Huitzilopochtli! Praise the sun **** Huitzilopochtli! Dedicate yourself to the war **** Huitzilopochtli!"

When everyone opened their eyes again, Chaoyang could no longer look directly. The priests danced again to celebrate the gods and sang songs of praise. The warriors chanted in a low voice, made a wish to the Lord God, and sent a message to the deceased. The nobles stepped forward one after another, threw the clothes of the dead into the fire and sent them to the red country.

A moment later, King Avit waved his divine staff again, sending the Lord God away. Outside the fortress, the eagle warriors also put away bright red obsidian daggers to clean up the traces of sacrifice. When the grand ceremony ended, Avit walked down from the top of the fort amid the cheers of thousands of people. His eyes stopped slightly outside the fortress, and then left indifferently. There was an extra undulating mound there. All Tarrasco wounded who could not work were sacrificed and buried here.

The cronies and guards immediately stepped forward, followed the Supreme King, and returned to the main hall of the main castle. Avit washed the sweat off his face, took off his heavy royal clothes, and put on a light cotton robe. Then, he smiled and asked in a relaxed tone.

"Gilliam, the big and small nobles of the Legion, are they all here today?"

"Your Majesty, today is an auspicious day for the Sun God. In addition to the chief officers stationed in each fort, all the noble nobles and hereditary nobles have arrived. The jaguars and eagles have also gathered here for the fortress and are responsible for the surrounding vigilance. ." Genius for a second to remember https://www..(com) https://m.

Gilliam saluted solemnly and replied unsmilingly.

"Excellent! Let them all stay. Prepare wine and meat, hold a banquet tonight, and get drunk with the generals!"

Aveit laughed loudly. After half a year of fighting, the wind was blowing and the sun was blowing, his face was slightly reddish, his outline was clear and tough, and his expression was more determined. In casual chatting and laughing, he showed more unrestrained heroism than before, and also a little more ruthless chill.

"Your Majesty, do you need to add some medicinal herbs to the drink?"

"Well, according to the practice of the priests, three batches of drinks before and after are prepared with different herbs. The opening is the black feather jade of the epiphany, the hallucinogenic psilocybin is used in the middle, and the tranquil sage is used at the end. Remember, the amount is the priest. one-third of it, don't add more."

Avit thought for a while, then smiled and answered clearly. For the sake of his beloved daughter Alyssa, he picked up the herbal medicine he learned when he was young again, and his profound attainments surpassed that of many high priests.

Gilliam nodded respectfully. Immediately, he asked softly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to prepare women to serve the generals?"

Avet lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"Don't get dirty in the big tent of the samurai. At most, there are some musicians and dancers. As for the singing girls, they will be sent directly to the private tents of the nobles."

Gilliam bowed his head. Soon, he raised his head again and asked calmly.

"My lord, a few months ago, the warriors intercepted some of Tarrasco's envoys and captured two princesses of the Tarrasco royal family. The priestess who accompanied the army trained for two months, and they were able to ensure that there was no threat... Is it Let them be at your side?"

Hearing this, Avit was stunned. He recalled a little, projecting a majestic look.

"The royal princess of Tarrasco? That's the troop of envoys to Tlaxcala?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the group that the Jaguars raided. After the Western Expedition, marrying a royal princess from Tarasco will allow you to better conquer the people of the lake. If you can give birth to the next bloodline, you will be a better candidate for the prince. Your descendants can rule the vast Mikancho region for a great alliance."

Gilliam saluted again. He was calm and did not have any personal feelings mixed in.

Avit looked serious. He pondered for a long time before saying it with certainty.

"The princess of Tarasco...don't rush it for a while, you can wait until Qin Congcan is captured. As for the Patzcuaro Lake District, the prince who was entrusted to him is Shulot, and this will not change!"

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness is the heir to the royal family, and he will eventually return to the capital. The Patzcuaro Lake area ahead is six or seven hundred miles away from the capital, and it takes a month for messengers to travel. The Chapala Lake area is even thousands of miles away, and even an eagle has to fly for ten days. These frontier lands can only be guarded by the princes of the royal family. The world in the future is unpredictable, and it is beneficial to prepare early The royal family, but also the alliance."

Avit smiled, noncommittal. He looked at the intelligence officer and asked about the information he cared about.

"The savage Tlaxcalans have invaded the Union frontier. How many troops are there now, and how is the battle going?"

"The four states of Tlaxcala have now mobilized 30,000 warriors and 30,000 militiamen to invade the southeastern state of Vácstopec. The local city-state aristocrats abandoned the fields and villages, guarded the fortresses and cities, and asked for reinforcements from the capital city in the lake. !"

The king frowned. The food route of the South Road Army passes through the southwestern state of Raziko, which is only two hundred miles away from the state of Wattstepek. If the Tlaxcala army broke through the state of Wattstepec, the enemy's vanguard could reach the Mexica Valley and even more threaten the rear of the army.

"How did the religious elders in the holy city of Cholula react?"

"The religious elders acquiesced to the mobilization of the leaders of the four states. The Tarrascos promised to convert, a condition that the elders could not refuse."

"What did the religious leader Petel say? Acap gets along well with him, can he be persuaded again?"

"Your Majesty, the cunning old fox, cannot be bought by sweet honey. His Royal Highness Shulot conquered Huayamo and marched into the city of Qin Congcan, which greatly shocked the religious elders. On the surface, they were close to the alliance, but secretly But they started to be on guard. They feared the growth of the alliance!"

"Well, it doesn't matter. The blood feud between Trask and us is always unavoidable. Send more holy water to Acap, and let the religious elders meet more gods!"

Gilliam nodded knowingly, showing a slight smile. He continued to speak.

"The southeastern city-state has been running a line of defense for a long time, and it can be held for at least three months. The problem now is that the city-state in the southeast has a small population and does not have enough warriors to support. If there are not enough warriors in the defense line, there is no ability to attack and harass!"

Avit thought for a while and asked aloud. Remember "→m." in one second on the mobile phone to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

"Is there an enemy attacking the northeastern city-state?"

"The envoys of the Vastek people in the northeast who are privately meeting Tarasco seem to be unstable. The great nobles of the two northeastern states need to guard against the Tlaxcalans, but they are not willing to go south to support the nobles of the southeastern state."

"These city-state aristocrats... Xiulott is right, only by strengthening centralization is the future of the alliance! Then, 5,000 royal warriors will be recruited from the south road to form a supporting army. Order them to go east along the Tulsa River, Deter the Mistec people on the south bank. These wandering 'people of the cloud' interrupted the New Year's tribute, just to send messengers to rebuke! In addition, let the northern general Ocello be careful, if necessary, you can attack first to suppress Vast Kick all the departments!"

Gilliam took out the charcoal and wrote it down on the rough paper. He is extremely self-disciplined and intelligent. After a year of study, he is now able to write proficiently. Then, the intelligence officer raised his head, revealing deep eyes.

"Your Majesty, in the past nine months, the royal warriors have lost 9,000 people, and the southern city-states have also lost 4,000 warriors. Even with the addition of 2,000 noble chapters, the army's warriors are only 32,000. More than a month ago , Marshal Tepopolo led a 5,000-strong army to the west, and now he has dispatched 5,000 warriors to the east, and the troops on the south road are slightly insufficient... The Texcoco Lake area is a slack farm, do you continue to mobilize the militia?"

Hearing this, Avit turned around and walked to the window of the main hall. He raised his head slightly and looked at the mountains and forests in the northwest, as well as the precipitous fortresses on the mountains. The bottom of the fort was dyed dark red with blood, and the bluestone walls were full of traces of smoky fire. And at the top of the fortress, the king's flag of Tarasco stands on the highest point of Apatchingan, and the flag of the eagle flutters.

The king stared for a while, then sighed helplessly.

"The mountain is steep, and the catapult is useless. The Tarrascos have imitated a large number of longbows. This kind of high mountain fortress can no longer be captured by manpower. The Tarrascos are unable to counterattack, and we cannot break through. No matter how many troops gather on the southern front, it is just a waste of food and grass! Mobilize the 10,000 Lake District militia, stand by at any time, and prepare to support the southeastern city-state. As for Apatchingan, you only need to maintain the pressure on the front line, and no more reinforcements are needed. "

Gilliam nodded and continued to write. Avet looked away. He was in high spirits, looking up at the western sky.

"Fortunately, Shulot has captured the Huayamo Fortress and opened up a situation in the north! Tepopolo's contingent also went deep along the lower reaches of the Tarsas River, landing in the southern hinterland of Tarasco and heading north. As long as one of these two legions can continue to advance and cut off the enemy's food supply, the victory of this western expedition will come!"

Soon, Gilliam finished recording. He bent down and bowed solemnly to the king.

"Your Majesty, according to the information collected from all over the world, Tarasco's national strength has been exhausted~www.mtlnovel.com~ They can't hold on. The alliance will surely win, and you will become the greatest leader in the epic. , forging the immortal prestige of jade!"

Avett laughed. He tapped Gilliam on the shoulder.

"Although this western expedition is difficult, it is only the beginning of a long journey! As the leader of the Mexicas, we must imitate the great Montezuma I and spend a lifetime in the fighting army. Gilliam, you go first. Communicate Military order, prepare the banquet!"

Gilliam bowed his head and left the hall backwards. He walked in the shadow of the building without making any sound. When he left the main fort, he recruited attendants to convey military orders in detail. Commands are smooth and clear, without omissions. Until the end of the speech, the intelligence officer suddenly stopped. He thought for a moment before speaking with a solemn expression.

"There is a priestess with the army. Get her ready to bring the princesses of Tarrasco tonight."

The servants took their orders. Gilliam stood silently in the shadow of the house, staring at the bluestone walls. The ancient and clumsy patterns of Tarasco are engraved on the wall, recording hundreds of years of vicissitudes of time, but it reminds people of the not-so-distant future. After a long time, he suddenly looked back, revealing a pair of bright and attractive eyes, deep and without emotion.

In the main hall, Avit was still standing in front of the window, admiring the rolling hills and observing the fortress. Immediately, his eyes shrank, and his eyes stared closely. Beside the distant eagle flag, there is a faint figure like a dot. The figure's clothes were full of brilliance, but he couldn't see the specific appearance.

Avet closed his eyes, and scenes of past events emerged in front of his eyes, and deep memories flooded into his heart. He gripped the divine scepter in his hand firmly and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Shirot, my student, you will not disappoint me. Su Angua, my old friend, I look forward to the day when I will meet you again!"

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