Aztec Eternals Chapter 539

"The immortal sun has set... From childhood to adulthood, my great-uncle, who shone on me for thirty-seven years, has fallen!"

Cries echoed in the tent, and sorrow spread among the crowd. After a moment, Avit came back to his senses, with grief on his face and tears in his eyes.

He heard that the immortal sun had fallen, and it was as if he saw the collapse of the sacred mountain, and his heart was suddenly empty, and he lost a sacred tree that stood above the sky and could be relied on. He remembered the majestic teaching of his uncle Traka Eller, his voice and face that resembled his grandfather Montezuma, and the reverence from his childhood, and he couldn't help but feel sad...

The prime-aged king suddenly turned around and turned his back to the crowd. He cried angrily, like a tiger who lost his parents!

"Woo! Woo! Woo!..."

The mourning sound of mourning came from the tent of the Northern Army Corps, with the low roar of a jaguar and the cry of an eagle, painful and majestic!

"Hey!..."

Gillim's eyes flashed and he sighed silently. He looked at the envoy of the capital who was crying, and asked in a deep voice.

"What kind of decree did the elder leave behind before he fell?"

"Wow! The elder's will... The elder priests of Ugel are the new high priests; Tonatiu, Yazar, Acap, the three elder priests, are all deputy chief priests. From now on, the high priests will be All major matters in the regiment are decided by the high priest, the deputy chief priest and the rest of the elders..."

"Huh? Ugel is the high priest? Three new deputy chief priests? The high priest group voted for a decision?..."

Gilliam was stunned, this is really an unexpected arrangement, and it must contain the deep meaning of the elder.

"...The weak and mediocre new high priest, the ambitious deputy chief priests, the council of elders who voted by lot... Well! The powerful power of the high priesthood has been completely divided from now on, and it is no longer a threat! And The king is strong and powerful in his old age, and his prestige is outstanding, and he is right on it, ruling the theocracy and kingship of the alliance! …”

The female snake intelligence officer frowned, thinking carefully for a moment, her brows gradually stretched, and she even smiled. After a long while, he pursed his lips and sighed in a low voice.

"The elders are really... well-intentioned towards the king."

"Grandpa..."

Avit's cry became lower and his voice was a little choked. He fell into grief, still unable to extricate himself. Gilliam looked at the sad king, and there was sadness on his face. Then, he sat up straight and asked solemnly.

"The High Priest died in Cholula City, was he poisoned by the Holy City priest family?"

"Exactly! The high priest ordered the elders of Cholula to choose two of them to offer sacrifices to the Lord God! The elders of Cholula held a grudge and sent poisonous smoke and potions. After the high priest used it, that night He died of poisoning and went to the kingdom of God!"

The envoy of the capital stared at him and replied in a deep voice. When he mentioned the priests and elders of Cholula City, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth, and his voice was full of anger.

"How dare the city of Cholula do this! This is a great insult to the Mexica Alliance, and it is a **** feud!"

"Ok..."

Gilliam looked serious and nodded in agreement. He was calm, his thoughts turned around, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"The holy city of Cholula should not have the guts to murder the high priest... But if an elder did it on impulse, it is also possible... But, the elder and the high priest, almost in no particular order, fell at the same time? ...It's a bit strange...No, there must be a secret in it!..."

The chief intelligence officer frowned deeply and remained silent. The intuition brought by years of intelligence work told him that there must be something hidden behind the death of the high priest. But as the messenger said, since the High Priest died in Cholula City, it is an insult to the powerful alliance and a blood feud that must be sacrificed! The priests and elders were speechless, fearing that they could not escape death. He thought about it for a moment, calmed down, and asked carefully.

"After the High Priest went to the Kingdom of God... What was the reaction of the South Road Legion, His Royal Highness Shulot?"

"His Royal Highness is both sad and angry, and he personally put on armor and led the guards to attack the holy city of Cholula... When I came, I heard that the city of Cholula was broken, and the South Road Legion fought blood for blood, slaughtering the holy city. 20,000 people, the Twelve Priest Family will be wiped out!"

"what?!"

Hearing this, Avit turned around. There were still tears in his eyes, and he was surprised.

"Shirot destroyed the holy city of Cholula and slaughtered 20,000 people in the holy city? Is this what that kid would do?"

After the Western Expedition was enfeoffed, Shulot left the town of Lake Middle Kingdom, and Avit didn't have many chances to meet him. In the king's heart, he still kept that wise, persistent, pure-hearted and soft boy.

Gilliam raised his brows, and there was more fear in his heart. The cub has grown up, with awe-inspiring killing intent, roaring fiercely in the mountains and forests. In comparison, the Little Highness is a chick that has just hatched and needs to grow up quickly!

"Exactly! His Highness avenged his grandfather and sacrificed the twelve priests and elders on the Great Pyramid of Cholula with his own hands! After His Highness made sacrifices, he raised a dagger, danced a sacrificial dance, sang incomprehensible divine words, and bid farewell to cremation. The High Priest! Everyone in the audience heard it, and they all felt the same, and cried with sadness..."

"Hey!..."

Seeing the envoy nodding confidently, Avet sighed lowly. He imagined the scene and shook his head slightly.

"That child will be so angry that he will slaughter the city. It can be seen that the death of the high priest really made him heartbroken! ... Anyway, give him some time, and after the grief has calmed down, let's recruit the South Road Army to the north!"

"Kings!..."

Hearing this, Gilliam was shocked. The South Road Legion postponed its northward march, and then attacked the Three Snake City fortress... He opened his mouth, observed the king's expression, hesitated, and decisively changed the subject.

"...The elders of Cholula City, once promised to surrender. The fetish and the mouth of the city..."

"Yeah. I will send messengers and ask Shilot to send fetishes and enshrine them in the great temple of the capital. As for the tens of thousands of people in Cholula..."

Avit pondered for a while, with a little relief in his heart, and a dash of sincere sentimentality. He has always respected and feared the old fox of the royal family, the resolute and ruthless high priest.

At that time, it was the two of them who planned together to overthrow the rule of his brother Tisok and successfully control the power of the alliance. And over the years, the high priest has been in charge of the high priest group in the capital, with growing prestige and close proximity. Quietly, they exterminate the nobles and priests of various states; in the morning and evening, when they pray, the 200,000 people of the capital respond in unison! With such a mighty power, it was hard for him to sleep peacefully...

Now, since the High Priest went to the Kingdom of God and no longer controls the divine power, the urgent threat to the throne from the Holy City series will disappear in an instant.

"call!..."

The prime-aged king let out a sigh of relief and put down his guard against the holy city. He thought of Shulot, the son and nephew of the distant matriarch, the student he trained by himself, the son-in-law who watched him grow up... Suddenly his heart softened, and there was a lot of tolerance and love.

"The kingdom of the lake is not long after the rise, and it needs to be supplemented by Dingkou. The tens of thousands of young men captured by the South Road Army will be handled by Shulot!"

"Kings?..."

"Ok, deal!"

Arvet regained his composure and made a decision. He waved his hand and let the warriors and messengers in the tent go out. Only then did he speak coldly, and his words were as cold as a glacier.

"Gilim, the expansion of the Great Temple is completed, the elder and the high priest have fallen at the same time... The two elders who suppressed the alliance passed away, and the capital city in the lake must hold a great sacrifice that has never been done before! Only in this way can the main **** and ancestors be sacrificed. , show the respect of the deceased, and then suppress the hearts of all ministries and allied nations in the world!"

"...Never before...'The Great Festival'?"

Hearing this, Gilliam was immediately stunned. He saluted solemnly, asked in a low voice, and paused a little at the word "great sacrifice" emphasized by the king.

"right!"

Avet nodded coldly, his expression full of killing intent, without a trace of pity.

"At least six thousand Tlaxcalans and nobles, plus five times as many warriors and militiamen, will sacrifice thirty-six thousand five hundred and sixty-five people! Please envoys from all ministries and alliance states, all of them. Come and watch the ceremony. The Great Temple of the Capital City will be sacrificed for 30 days, 200 noble bloodlines and 1,000 ordinary prisoners of war will be sacrificed every day! I want all the city-states and tribes in the world to bow their heads in fear and shock!"

When the king said this, he remained silent and did not speak clearly. For the Mexicas, who were devout gods and warlike, the victory of the war and the grand sacrifices could best establish the prestige of the king. And after winning the Eastern Expedition, after the big sacrifice, he will replace the elder and become the new immortal blazing sun!

"Ah! Six thousand gods and nobles?!"

Gilliam was shocked and let out a low voice. Thirty thousand men were easy to obtain, and the Northern Route Army had been on an expedition for half a year, and so many Tlaxcaladin were captured. But six thousand noble gods and nobles? This is a number that can make everyone in the world tremble!

You must know that the four states of the Tlaxcalans have a population of 1.2 million, with a noble ratio of 1%-2%, and the total number is no more than 20,000, including the noble blood of young and old! And the cruel expedition in the world has been carried out to this day, and the three major ethnic groups, the Otomi, Tarasco, and Tlaxcala, have all been killed and injured nearly half, leaving only eight or nine million mouths and hundreds of thousands of noble bloodlines!

"That's right! This big sacrifice will exterminate the cloud snake gods of Tlaxcala and sacrifice half of the noble blood in the world!"

Avet raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky, his eyes were as cold as a sacred mountain, and his will was as firm as corundum.

If the alliance wants to dominate the world, the biggest obstacle it faces is the noble races with noble bloodlines in each tribe and state. In this age where the gods were born, the noble bloodline has a very appealing appeal to the warriors and commoners of all countries!

The history of the establishment of the Mexica Union firmly records all of this. More than 70 years ago, the city-state of Texcoco was conquered by the Tepanek Alliance~www.mtlnovel.com~ Prince Nezavarcoyot had been in exile for more than ten years, but he was still able to return to the city of Texcoco, calling for The nobles and warriors who surrendered to the Tepanek Alliance raised their troops and formed an alliance with the city-states of Trochititlan and Trakopan.

The Mexica Tri-Cities Alliance was established, and troops were raised in the hinterland of the Tepanek Alliance. While the Tepanek legions were outside, they quickly captured the capital of Tepanek, Azgar Pozark, and sacrificed to Tepanek's royal family. In this way, the alliance succeeded in one fell swoop and established the hegemony of the Mexica Valley. And the exiled prince Nessavar Coyot has since restored his royal glory and became a famous poet king.

It is for this reason that the elders will kill them decisively, using the death of Kechar to exterminate the royal family and nobles of Texcoco. During the expedition to the west, he also issued a stern decree to exterminate the Tarasco royal family, and there must be no one left. And after the death of the high priest, the demise of the twelve priest families in the holy city was also in his plan. As for this Eastern Expedition, all the descendants of the Tlaxcalans will be slaughtered!

"All the gods in the world must be cut off! Only the Mexican royal family can inherit and continue, and rule the world forever!"

Hearing this, the female snake Gilliam fell to the ground excitedly and kowtowed heavily. He raised his head and looked at the ruthless look on the king's face, his heart was full of admiration, and the killing intent surged in his chest.

"I am the dagger of the king, guarding the inheritance of the king! I will spare no effort, regardless of my life and death. For the rule of the Mexica royal family, all the gods in the world will either be publicly sacrificed by priests, or secretly executed by secret guards! ..."

"...It's just that, after decades, which royal family should succeed?...It's up to people, and the fate is still undecided!"Click to download the APP of this site , Massive novels, free to read!

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