Aztec Eternals Chapter 374

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When the autumn harvest was completed in October, the kingdom immediately raised its army. Qin Cong Can City was full of hustle and bustle, sounding the horn of war.

The Guaquili Corps headed south from Hekou County, traveling a hundred miles a day, and arrived at the military camp outside the capital in two days. Gyeonggi's Tuntian Army, with 20,000 troops, went south and was stationed in the south of Ivacio city. Orosh's Gyeonggi Corps is ready to attack at any time. In the King's Guard Corps, an artillery battalion was officially incorporated. In the artillery battalion, there are currently 500 gunners, 10 condor guns, and 30 tiger squat guns. The required gunpowder and projectiles are being prepared and will be replenished soon.

The morning sun is rising, and the cooking smoke is curling up. The prayers of the Lord God resounded in the capital, as if the kingdom of God had descended into the world. This is the morning prayer, before breakfast begins. The sound of prayer was like a grand movement, which was introduced into the Palace of Winds and fell in the ears of Shiroute. He smiled excitedly.

"Praise the Lord God! After years of hard work, the Lord God's faith has finally stabilized in the capital."

Then, the king continued to lower his head and looked at the sand table in front of him. This is the terrain sand table in the southern part of the kingdom. Although it is roughly set up, it is very intuitive to look at. In the sand table, towns, villages and convenient roads are marked, both in Zicao County and in the southwestern mountainous area.

Around the sand table, there are three legion commanders: Bertard, Orosh, and Toltec. And Ezpan of the Second Spear Corps has been stationed in the southernmost part of Gyeonggi, always vigilant against the southern nobles. Everyone was discussing all night, and at this time they were a little tired. The maids served sweet and sour honey scented tea with sticky purple figs as a snack to relieve fatigue.

At this time, a personal guard came from outside the hall and bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, Chief Minister, Sage Jatiri, request an audience!"

Hearing this, Shulot was a little surprised. He looked at the sky, the sun had just risen, why did it come so early.

"Quickly invite the sages into the hall!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The guard was about to leave, but heard the king change his words.

"No, I'll go to the palace gate to meet you in person!"

For the first two years of the Northern Expedition, the current prosperity and harmony of the capital, the lake area and even the entire kingdom depended on the governance of the sages of Jatiri and the missionary priests. In other words, the missionary priesthood is the "civilian" who actually manages the kingdom, and the chief minister is the "prime minister" of the kingdom. Although the power of "civil servants" and "prime ministers" was greatly weakened in the kingdom's Songun system, their functions were irreplaceable.

After all, Shilot couldn't count on the military nobles to govern the entire country. He was also reluctant to hand over state affairs to the generals.

Outside the hall, Jatiri looked serious, holding the sage's staff and wearing the chief's robe. He is meticulous in his body, and his temperament is refined and dusty, and he is respected at a glance. When he saw the king walking quickly, he solemnly bowed his head and saluted.

"Your Majesty, I greet you!"

"Respected sage, the sky has just broken, and you are here."

Sherlot said with a kind smile.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, why don't you come with me and taste the breakfast in the palace?"

Jatiri bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, the old minister asks, I will play against you alone!"

"Ah! Is it right to play alone?"

Shilot was a little surprised. After pondering for a while, he guessed the other party's intention, and he didn't feel it was a little tricky. In the entire kingdom, the only people who are wary of war are the chief Jatiri and the missionary priests.

On the one hand, the kingdom's missionary priests have absorbed many elites from Prepecha, and they have connections with nobles from all over the south, and their determination to deal with the south is not firm. On the other hand, launching a war will consume a lot of financial and material resources, triggering the further growth of military aristocratic forces. The war takes place within the kingdom and will also severely cut the kingdom's business tax. There are already many foreign businessmen in the capital who smelled the wind and left the kingdom early. All of this is not conducive to the governance of the "civilians"...

"Exactly. The old minister asked to play against you alone!"

Jatiri waited for a while, then knelt down on the ground and pleaded again.

"Okay, just rely on the sages!"

Shirot hurriedly stepped forward and held up the chief minister. Then, while pulling the sage into the temple, he instructed.

"Olosh, Toltec, you go back to the Legion to prepare first. Bertard, you come to guard outside the temple!"

The warrior chief was stunned for a while, looked at the sage with a serious expression, and went outside the hall. The two army commanders also left. The surrounding guards were scattered far away, and soon there were only two people left in the hall.

Jatiri knelt down on the leather cushion, making his posture appear solemn. Shirot also had to kneel facing each other.

After counting his breaths, the sage asked calmly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to lead the army south?"

The king answered frankly.

"Exactly."

"What do you want?"

"Purge the South."

"His Majesty!"

Jatiri sighed.

"The south is the land of the kingdom. Why do you have to raise such a large army, and also attract a violent canine army?"

"Sage."

Sherlot replied in a low voice.

"This is a major military matter, and it has to be violent."

"Your Majesty, please listen to the old minister: you are too hasty."

Jatiri bowed and spoke in awe.

"The kingdom's early development is not stable, and the northern expedition consumes a lot. The placement of dogs and rewards for military merits, the treasury has been empty. You have built a new army and made new weapons... With 700,000 people, 30,000 standing reserves, and the treasury has been spent. At this time, it is all supported by commerce. And businessmen from all over the world came from the south, worried about the occurrence of war, and left the border one after another, and the business tax was cut sharply..."

"...Southern aristocrats are terrified. At this time, they are mobilizing the warriors and private soldiers, recruiting Ding Zhuang, and building the village for grain. They have no objection, why should they force it and start the war again? Once the war continues for a long time, it will delay the next year. Spring ploughing... The old minister is afraid that the foundation of the kingdom will be shaken, and the collapse is just around the corner!..."

Hearing this, Shilot was silent. After a while, he spoke.

"Sage, the kingdom should not have been in such a hurry. It is just that the arrow is on the line and has to be sent. The promise of the Western Expedition to divide the seal has not yet been completed. The nobles in the south colluded with each other, formed private alliances, hindered the spread of beliefs, and occupied the navigation waterway to the south. ..."

"Sage, did you know? Zicao County has a population of 200,000, and the Zicao family and the Palm family account for 60,000 people! The rest of the dozen or so great nobles control thousands of people at least, and control more people. Ten thousand mouths. More than 80% of the land population is in the hands of the great nobles. And they don't pay tribute or pay, and each has a samurai tribe, which makes me like a fishbone in my throat, and I have to get rid of it!”

This time, it was Jatiri's turn to be silent. He looked down for a long time before admonishing again.

"Your Majesty, you once said that governing a big country is like cooking a small fish in a lake. After controlling the heat, the next step is to wait slowly. The old minister agrees with it and keeps it in his heart! I am a dead wood, and most of my body is buried in the ground , is not in a hurry. Your Highness is only a sprout, just like the sun is rising, why is it so urgent?"

Shulot shook his head, didn't answer, but looked firm.

Jatiri sighed, earnestly speaking, with exhaustion on his face.

"Your Majesty, the kingdom's governance is like the growth of a divine tree. A divine tree takes root in the soil, and only when its roots are deep and luxuriant can it be stable and long. If it is top-heavy, with shallow roots and lush foliage, the more it grows, the more dangerous it will be. What the old ministers do day and night, It is for you to unify people's hearts, to prosper culture and education, to integrate culture, to consolidate the foundation... But it can't keep up with the speed of flourishing branches and leaves, and I am always afraid."

"Your Majesty, why don't you wait for a while? You see, the divine tree grows, and the dwarf trees naturally wither within a radius of 100 meters. It is only because the divine tree receives the sunlight from the sky, absorbs the vitality of the earth, and faces the rest of the people with the general trend, without revealing any flaws. It is always in a place of silence, annihilating everything, and finally standing upright!"

Shulot nodded, but did not answer. Thick accumulation and thin hair is the right way in the world. If there is a choice, he also hopes to "build high walls, store grain widely, and slowly become king". Just... The king smiled and said calmly.

"Sage, there are always many roads in the world. I saw a mountain fire this time on my northern expedition. The mountain fire was raging, devouring everything violently, and turning large tracts of trees into ashes! Then, when I returned, I saw a mountain fire. Above the ashes in the forest, new shoots are rising everywhere, growing strong day and night. The sun in the sky and the vitality in the soil are all the new shoots have.”

Hearing the meaning of the king's words, Jatiri was horrified. he said immediately.

"Your Majesty, how can mortals control the mountain fire? The old minister has also seen the mountain fire. The violence of the mountain fire devours everything, leaving no way to retreat. If you are not careful, you will burn yourself and burn with the rest... Not to mention , there are big trees in the mountains, there are also good materials, and they are also your people!"

Shirot shook his head again.

"Sage, the big trees in the mountains are rotten and full of parasitic vines and mushrooms. They are completely crooked. If they are not completely torn down, there will be no sunshine and rain for the new shoots! I just want to plant new shoots with my own hands and watch them grow strong. growing up!"

Jiadili thought for a long time, and finally persuaded.

"Your Majesty, the Zicao family once approached me, intending to make their daughter as His Majesty's concubine. The same is true for the Palm family. If they can get His Majesty's promise, they are willing to hand over half of their mouths and land, in exchange for a break with the country."

Shulot lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and shook his head.

"No. This generation has not achieved an inch of merit. How can I break with the country? I have made up my mind. The king's determination cannot be shaken!"

Jatiri looked complicated and was speechless for a long time. He finally sighed.

"Since Your Majesty has made up his mind, the old minister should follow him. The nobles in the south have donated a few boxes of property, but the old minister has not spent a single cent, but delivered them to the missionary priests... The old minister is just worried that the fire will burn for too long, all the old trees will be destroyed, and the new shoots will be destroyed. Not to be born!"

Hearing this, Shilott smiled confidently.

"Sage, you don't need to worry! In my opinion, the nobles of the southern tribes are like dead bones in the soil. Once the army arrives, they must obey their orders! Those who dare to disobey, there is no danger to defend, and they are all dead ends!"

"Your Majesty, what if the Turks barbarians in the southwestern mountains are involved?"

"It doesn't matter. Before the northern expedition, I was still a little worried, but now, the Guaquili Corps has been established, the artillery battalion has been established, and the tribal camp in the mountains is no longer an obstacle!"

After finishing speaking, Shirot stretched out his hand and grabbed the sage's arm.

"This time, to appease the hearts of the South, I still have to ask a sage to help me!"

Jatiri nodded, with regret and relief.

"Your Majesty's ambition is unshakable, as lofty as a condor, and as broad as the sun. The old minister naturally supports His Highness. I have dispatched students to contact the priests and chiefs of the villages. Now, even if they are unwilling to respond to Your Majesty, they will not His Highness is the enemy. And when His Majesty sets the general trend, they naturally know how to choose."

"Good, very good!"

Shulot was quite satisfied. Ligers and tigers fight against rabbits, and they still use all their strength. Being able to divide the enemy before starting is of course the best choice.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has a request."

Jatiri fell to the ground and saluted.

Shulot accepted it calmly. he laughed.

"As long as the sage asks, as long as it does not violate the kingdom's general strategy, I can agree!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Jatiri said solemnly.

"Please, Your Majesty, leave a way out for everyone in the south."

"Don't worry, sage. I'm not a person to kill, and I have a way to live."

Shirott smiled~www.mtlnovel.com~ took out a volume of documents from his arms and handed it to Jatiri.

"Sage, please see."

Jatiri opened the document, but there were five big characters right above it: "Decree to Reduce Seals and Change Yi". He was already proficient in Chinese characters, and after turning the pages twice, he nodded lightly.

"Your Majesty is merciful!"

The two talked a few more gossips, and the sage stood up and saluted and left. This sudden and important match has finally ended. All parties in the kingdom finally reached an agreement.

At the end of October, the spring ploughing and harvesting are completed, and the autumn fu from various places are handed in in turn. There are still very few autumn poems in Zicao County. The king finally ordered that the Gyeonggi Corps, the Guajili Corps, and the Second Spear Corps go south at the same time and enter Zicao County!

The southern aristocracy was greatly shocked. The chiefs of the tribes mobilized private soldiers, gathered at the mouth, and guarded them day and night. The southwestern aristocrats even fled into the mountains and established their own villages.

At the beginning of November, Shulot personally led the Imperial Guard Corps, heading south from the capital, arriving in the small town of Alto. Kuramo City is three hundred and twenty miles away from the capital of Qin Congcan, and this is the midpoint of the two places. Immediately, the Guard Corps set up camp and erected the king's flag.

Then, the king ordered to summon nobles, clan chiefs and chiefs from all over the south: within ten days, come to the king's flag and meet the king!

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