Aztec Eternals Chapter 43

The drizzle always falls tirelessly, in the rainy season of June.

Raindrops fell on the wide surface of the Leman River, creating ripples. The breeze was blowing the new shoots in the fields, and the corn seedlings were growing tall with joy. And under the corn, are the sprouting beans and squash.

Shulot stood on the lookout of the cottage, huddled with Avet, and looked at the lake and camp on the other side of the long river. Tarrasco patrols were patrolling the river bank in the rain, as were the Mexica troops here.

"I finally know the benefits of this flag. At least it can keep out the rain." Sherlot stretched out his hand to hold the command flag on Avette's back, and let the umbrella cover on the top of the flag block the two of them. "You said just now that this camp is the most important?"

"Yes." Commander Avit carefully observed the Tarrasco camp in the distance. "Did you see this lake? This is Lake Quetzeo, which connects to Lake Leman at its northernmost point and then extends westward to the interior of the Tarasco. It only takes a week to reach the core hinterland of Tarasco, in the Patzcuaro Lake District in the Patzcuaro Valley.”

"Patzcuaro." Sherlot repeated the word twice and came to his senses. "The Prepechas?"

"Smart." Avit smiled slightly. "When the Tarrasco people call themselves, they don't call themselves Tarrasco people, but Prepecha people. They are the most prosperous capitals and the center of the rise of ethnic groups. , the Patzcuaro Valley named itself. In fact, hundreds of years ago, they were just one of the Chichimaker's descendants that went south."

"So it is! Just as we arose in the Mexica Valley, we called ourselves Mexica, or Tenochka. And foreigners would say we were Aztecs, from far away Aztlan. Say that. Come on, our ancestors were also one of the Chichimek descendants who went south?" The wise boy made inferences.

"This is not something a priest should say." Avit laughed, "When the Patronus promised us, our name was no longer Aztec, but Mexica, with the destiny to conquer the world. ."

The world of the Mexicans is the Greater Mexico region of Central America.

Shilot agreed with a smile and changed to a more important topic: "The Tarrascos are our biggest opponents, so how many people do they have? How many troops can they mobilize?"

Avit pondered, writing and drawing with his fingers in the air, before answering after a while: "To the north to the Leman River, to the south to the banks of the Balsas River, to the east of the city-states of Mexico, and to the west to the surrounding area of Lake Chapala. , is the territory owned by the Tarrasco City-State Alliance: Mikancho Region. The Tarrasco Alliance controls a population of more than 1.6 million."

"Mikancho? Fishermen's Land?"

"Yes. The Tarasco people control the territory of the eight states. There are about 800,000 people in the three states of the Patzcuaro Lake District, and the core is the three cities of Chin Congchan, Ivacio, and Patzquali. Qincongcan City is the largest, with a population of 50,000.

In the western part of Tarasco, the two states of Lake Chapala, there are about 600,000 people. However, these two states are far away from Qin Congchan, and King Tarasco cannot effectively control this area.

The remaining 200,000 people are distributed in the three states between the lakes. In general, the population is always concentrated near the lakes, because only lakes can build productive chinampas. "

In this day and age, the state was a vague territorial division. It can be a city-state with attached villages, a block where ethnic groups gather, or a small piece divided by terrain. Shilot regards it as a "county" in the Huaxia concept. The Tarasco Union controls eight counties, the county where the capital is located is Chin Cong Tsang.

"The Tarrasco Alliance of 1.6 million people is estimated to have a total of 50,000 warriors. 25,000 are from the Patzcuaro Lake District and are directly under the king's control. The other 20,000 warriors belong to the Chakras with a high degree of autonomy. Pala Lake area. The remaining five thousand belong to the three states between the lakes." Avit continued to calculate.

"There are 50,000 warriors in one million.

Avit considered for a moment, then nodded: "In general, it's about the same ratio. In the core of the capital of each tribe, the ratio of warriors is higher, and in other areas, the ratio of warriors is slightly lower."

Sherlot understood. The capitals of the tribes always have more material, wealth and population to support stronger force and maintain the repression of other alliance city-states.

Simply put, the strong is the king, and the king is the strongest.

"How many militiamen are there in Tarrasco?" the boy asked again.

"It's hard to say the number of militiamen. It depends on whether the farming season is busy or slack, and it also depends on the strength of the clan's rule. It is even more extreme during emergency mobilization." Twice the number of militias as samurai. More than twice that would seriously affect the food storage and production of the states, and famine would follow.”

Having said that, Avi pointedly looked at the city of Ottopan in the north.

Shulot nodded knowingly and sighed slightly.

The tribes in Central America at this time were somewhat similar to the daimyo during the Warring States Period in Japan. Only the relatively wealthy city-state samurai and the very poor village militia jointly formed a secondary military system of samurai and peasant soldiers.

Unlike the Celestial Dynasty, there was no well-developed small peasant class here. The homesteaders are just emerging economically and politically, and the number of "good family sons" or "fu soldiers" that they can provide is very small.

"Tarasco Alliance, eight states, 1.6 million people, 50,000 samurai/25,000 direct subordinates, 100,000 militia." This is the first time that Shulot has a specific military force for a tribe. clear cognition.

Naturally, he had a more concerned question: "How many people are there in our Mexica Union? How many warriors?"

Avit smiled confidently: "Not counting those vassals, the great Mexica Union actually controls eleven states. The core is the Texcoco Lake District in the Valley of Mexico. There are four prosperous states in the entire Lake District, about One and a half million people."

"The state of Mexico, where the capital is located, has more than 500,000 people. The capital of Mexica, Tenochtitlan, the city in the lake, has an unparalleled 250,000 people! It is the ancestral land of the Mexica people. , the sanctuary in the lake, the giant city of White Rock, is also the center of the world! No city can compare with it." Unconsciously, Avit's voice carried a sacred chant.

Shilot also nodded in longing. At this time Tenochtitlan was the city of wonders in Central America and the most magnificent city in the whole America. Instead of the broken wall that he saw in later generations, hidden in the ground.

The teenager woke up from his memory, and he was curious: "Avit, how do you know so many numbers?"

Avit smiled slightly, and his confidence made the commander's smile full of charm: "In the entire Mexican Union, you can only know these specific numbers by asking me. I am the chief intelligence officer of the alliance. And I can surpass me in mathematics. Yes, it's only you here."

"That's great! Please continue." Sherlot stood on tiptoe, patted his friend's head, and received a blank eye.

"There are 1.5 million people in the Texcoco Lake District. This is the area directly under the royal family. It can mobilize an overwhelming 50,000 directly under the samurai. In this expedition, the king brought a full 40,000 directly under him to rule the various City-state. Of course, after several divisions and casualties along the way, he now has only 10,000 direct samurai in his hands."

Avit winked at the boy, and the boy nodded, confirming receipt.

"With the Lake District as the core, there are 500,000 people in the two western states, 700,000 people in the three southern states, 300,000 people in the two northern states, and more than 3 million people in the entire Mexica Union. The plateau valley!"

"What about the eastern city-state?"

"To the east of the Texcoco Lake District is the towering mountains, and there are the mouths of the demons smoking and breathing fire in the mountains. Where is the eastern city-state? Further east, it is the territory of the Tlaxcalans."

Shilot was stunned for a while, then realized that to the east of the capital was the towering Popocatepetl volcano. It is also one of the few places where snow and ice can be seen in the entire Mexica Plateau.

"The seven states of the west, south, and north add up to 50,000 warriors, similar to the four states directly under the royal family. Teotihuacan is also one of the origins of the royal family." Avite looked at the boy with a smile.

The boy was calculating seriously: "Mexican Union, eleven states, three million people, 100,000 warriors/50,000 direct subordinates, 200,000 militiamen." Sure enough, he was the absolute hegemon of Central America.

"What about the enemies of our generation, the Tlaxcalans?" Sherault couldn't wait to understand the world.

"The Tlaxcala people have four big states. The status of the four states is not much different, they support each other, and there is no concept that the capital is directly under the capital. The state of Tlaxcala in the north and Tepeyacak in the south are stronger. Some, 400,000 each. In the middle, Visochenko and Cholula, 200,000 each."

"The center of Cholula State is the holy city of Cholula, the holy city of Nahuat religion, and its status is much more detached." Avite seriously narrated the information of his old enemy,

"Tlaxcala, like us Mexicas, has an efficient military mobilization system, and the ratio of warriors is about one to thirty."

Xiuluo said that he understood that the two ethnic groups were culturally close by blood, and in fact they were relatives who killed each other and did not love each other.

"The Tlaxcala Federation, four states, 1.2 million people, 40,000 warriors, and 80,000 militiamen."

"What about the Otomi people we are fighting?" The boy looked north.

"Otomi people, they are a very loose alliance. They just use Ottopan City as the ancestral land and the core of defense. The main four states, Hilotepec State, 300,000 people, Ottopan, more than 200,000 people. , Palms 200,000, Guamare 300,000.

Among them, Pams and Guamare have many Chichimec canines, they are not subordinate to the Otomi Alliance, but only mix with each other. Sometimes they communicate and merge, and sometimes they fight each other. In fact, the Otomi people have long-term intermarriage with various canine tribes, and the name Guamarebon comes from the Guamal dog. "

Shulot was a little surprised. There were nearly one million Otomi people? Then now... He remembered the red crossed plank in Totec's hand, and the brutal sweep of the army along the way, so he could only shake his head.

"The Otomi Alliance, the four states, about 600,000 people, more than 20,000 warriors, and the militia is unknown."

Standing on the high watchtower, the boy and his friends were discussing the world ecstatically, as if the world was in their minds. In front of them, is a complex and vast world. The desire for the world is burning with enthusiasm!

"The Chichimeks are everywhere on the northwest plateau and desert. They are constantly on the move, roughly divided into eight groups. There are no formal warriors, but all the people are soldiers. There are at least seventy in the four states near the Otomi people. Ten Thousand Dogs."

"The Chichimek dog breeds, four states are known, at least eight tribes, about 700,000 people, nomads without horses, and all the people are soldiers."

"The Vasteks are relatively loyal vassals of the alliance. They are close to the lake at the eastern end of the world, and they live scattered in the northeastern plain. There was once an alliance, but it was disbanded by our expedition.

They are born musicians, have a tradition of naked worship, and rarely wear clothes. Well, their girls are slender and good at rhythmic dancing. Avette looked at the boy and smiled meaningfully.

"The Vasteks spread across six states, about 600,000 people, 15,000 warriors, and 30,000 militiamen."

"The Tosks live to the west and north of the Tarasco, near the lake at the western end of the world. They have a loose confederation that is constantly being subjugated by the Tarrasco Alliance. Colima is their ancestral land. , there are nearly 200,000 people, and there is still a fiery crack in the world."

"Tesk Union, four states, 700,000 people, 20,000 warriors, 50,000 militias."

Colima? The name sounds familiar. Shiroute recalled hard, searching for the memory of the past.

Colima, Colima Volcano? The famous "flaming volcano" is very active. When he was traveling in Mexico, he had seen the eruption of this volcano, the smoke billowing, obscuring the sky and covering the surrounding fields, which was very spectacular. It even led to the closure of nearby airports, ports and iron mines.

Iron ore? iron ore! A flash of aura flashed across Xiulott's mind, and he suddenly remembered a piece of information that was of no importance at the time, but is now crucial.

"Pea Colorado Iron Mine!" Shulot almost jumped off the watchtower in excitement, but was fortunately caught by Avette.

Because it is in a volcanically active geological zone, Colima is rich in minerals. There is the largest iron ore in Mexico, and even in the whole of Central America, the Pea Colorado (magmatic hydrothermal apatite) magnetite. The reserves of the ore seam are astonishing. The thickness of the surface ore seam ranges from 50 to 300 meters and extends for more than ten kilometers.

"Colima, the Iron Age, hope!" Sherault couldn't help but whispered, and gave Avette another hug. Friends have long been accustomed to the babble and occasional excitement of teenagers.

After calming down a little, Shilot realized that things were not so simple. Historically, the Colima Iron Mine has not been discovered and mined until modern times because of three disadvantages.

First, its main ore layer is more than 100 meters deep underground. There are only scattered iron ore on the surface. Of course, 100 meters underground is nothing to future generations, but it is indeed a big problem now. There must be enough manpower, material resources and copper picks, and it can be mined after several years.

Second, this large iron mine is located in the mountains, and the traffic is very inconvenient. Transporting iron ore also builds roads between mountains.

Third, the large iron ore was formed under the influence of magma, and its vicinity is the active Colima volcano. The mining process has potential risks.

However, in any case, Shulot will not let this big iron mine go, this is the dawn and hope of a new era!

In the ensuing conversation, the boy became a little absent-minded, he just roughly recorded Avit's introduction to the various tribes.

"Nava people, seven states, 700,000 people. 20,000 warriors, 40,000 militiamen. On the east coast, loose city-state alliances, integrating some Toltecs.

Jontars, four states, 200,000 people. Five thousand warriors, ten thousand militiamen. In the southern part of the Union of Mexica, on the banks of the East Balsas River, there are no urban settlements. More and more Mexicans moved in.

Mistec, five states, 800,000 people. 20,000 warriors and 40,000 militiamen. South of the Tlaxcala Federation, a loose alliance of city-states, one of the disloyal vassals of the Empire.

Zapotec people, three states, half a million people. Fifteen thousand warriors and thirty thousand militiamen. East of the Mistec Union ~www.mtlnovel.com~ a loose alliance of city-states. Second of the disloyal vassals of the Empire. Further east in Zapotec is the terrifying vast rainforest that leads to the unknown Mayan hinterland.

Trapanic, four states, 200,000 people. Five thousand warriors, ten thousand militiamen. Southwest of the Mistec Union, the Pacific coast, the weak are ignored.

There are also savage tribes in the mountains and forests, big and small, it is impossible to count them clearly. As long as sweet potatoes can survive, there are people. "

"The world's eighty states are divided into five divisions. Fifty years in the world, a hundred battles and nine clans!" The young man's heart was surging for a while, and he couldn't help but sing a crooked poem. On second thought, fifty years in the world? Bah, this is a bad sign, it was a slip of the tongue just now.

"What about the more distant Maya?" After a while, Shilot asked Avit curiously.

Avit racked his brains and thought for a long time. Fang Cai replied: "There is the end of the world, the boundless southeast rainforest. The Mayans are roughly divided into three types: the Yucatan corn people in the north, the Itza corn people in the middle, and the Kiche corn people in the far south. Well, The Corn Man is what the Mayans called themselves."

"As for the more specific number?" The commander finally shrugged, never saying he didn't know. "When we conquer the known world, let's go and see the end of this world!"

Sherlot laughed, and the two looked south again. Tarrasco's scouts are running towards the southern camp. After a long time, a large group of elite warriors in armor and helmets filed out. They held a huge copper axe that flickered with cold light, with awe-inspiring killing intent, surrounded by another high back flag, and went straight to the Leman River.

The drizzle finally stopped. Across a large river of dozens of meters, the supreme commanders of the two armies faced each other across the river, and the huge back flags swayed in the wind, salute each other for the beginning of the battle.

Chapter end

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