Aztec Eternals

The sun in the early summer is already a little warm, and the humid wind blows by the Hartokan Lake, and it seems that you can smell the breath of the midsummer rainy season.

Seirot followed his father, and his father followed his grandfather. The high priest stood at the forefront, wearing a formal sacrificial costume. The nobles and priests were all around, and the bright feathers were linked together, and the gold and silver were all shining brightly. Everyone put on the most formal, brightest, and heaviest attire, and waited for the king's army outside the south gate of the city-state.

Shilot was also forced to wear a long crown of priests with blue feathers. The long feathers drew an elegant arc on his head, making him half a meter taller out of thin air.

If it is a warrior's feather crest, the feathers can be hung upside down and hang behind to facilitate fighting. Fortunately, this feather crown was specially chosen by him. It is relatively simple, not inlaid with gold, silver or precious stones, and the weight is acceptable. The feathers around him poked on his face and it was itchy. He quickly left the crowd and sneezed on the side.

"What's the use of this feather? It looks like a bird when you wear it on your head." Sherlot complained in a low voice dissatisfied. Speaking of which, as mentioned in previous history books, the Indians have not understood why the colonists favored only shiny gold and silver, and did not pay attention to the more precious feathers.

"Feathers are gifts bestowed by the gods, and they are also favored tributes by the gods. The more gorgeous and slender feathers are, the more noble and sacred symbols." Acap smiled and emerged from the side again. "It is said that the twin brother of Shulotel, the **** of death, has the most beautiful feathers in the world. He uses feathers to control the hurricane, and drives the huge snake body to fly into the waters in the east, sleeping in the rising sun. where he began. One day he will wake up and return from the waters of the East to bring peace and prosperity to the world."

"Is the Feathered Serpent God a flying feathered snake?" Shulot asked curiously with a shock.

"This is the conclusion drawn by the city-state priests from the ancient frescoes of the holy city of Teotihuacan." Acap pondered for a moment and said: "But in the frescoes of the Great Temple of Tenochtitlan, the Feathered Serpent God There is a human figure, tall, white-skinned, and bearded. He was defeated and exiled by other gods, sailed on a snake raft to the mysterious Eastern Trapalan, and promised to return."

"God's **** white beard." Sherlot expressed strong dissatisfaction with this myth. One day in the future, Spanish colonist Hernán Cortez will use this myth to successfully win over the first Nahua leading party and establish the leadership of the Tlaxcala servant army.

Then on the day when the Feathered Serpent God promised to return, he pretended to be the Feathered Serpent God, and was introduced to the imperial capital Tenochtitlan by Montezuma II with the ritual of worshipping the gods, deceived and captured Montezuma II, and then massacred the priests and The nobles destroyed the imperial ruling center in one fell swoop, and then deliberately left countless clothes and blankets stained with smallpox virus and fled away. Disease destroyed the ruling groups at the core of the Empire, the city-state alliance was disintegrated, the dragons were leaderless, and the chaotic capital was captured by the conquerors and the servants of Tlaxcala in the second siege, proclaiming the demise of the Aztec civilization. This was followed by Tarrasco, the Miztecs, the Zapotec, the Maya, and all of Mesoamerica. The returning "Feathered Serpent" brought only death and destruction.

"Diseases, myths, servants, cavalry, warships." Sherlot snapped his fingers, "Five weapons for colonists to conquer the new world. Come on one by one, destroy potential servants first, and then carry out religious reform."

The boy fell into an ideal beyond his ability again, until Akkad patted him on the shoulder. "Look to the south."

Shulot looked to the south, and a magnificent army appeared at the end of the field of vision. The crowd covered the sky, and the red shirt was dyed through the clouds. That is the color of the cochineal insect, which belongs to the dye tribute of Wangcheng. After a full month, Shilot finally saw the army of the empire.

King Tisok first began to mobilize in the three cities of the capital. Ten Hikipili, that is, an army of 8,000 people, were assembled into an army directly under the royal family, half of which were elite groups from the city-state, including a full 2,000 jaguar warriors. and eagle warriors. This is an army that no city-state can resist.

The army proclaimed the majesty of the new king, and headed west for a week, deterring Tarrasco and the western cities, and gathering all the Confederate armies.

Tepanicapan's army joined first, then Torokan, Raziko, and five regiments of eight thousand. Then the army turned southeast for ten days, passed Kuonavak and Wattstepec, and added two more regiments of 8,000 men.

The team then stayed for two days to meet the leaders of the Jontars, and threatened the southern frontier of the Tlaxcalans along the way, causing a wave of villagers who fled inward. Finally, the army turned north, marched for a week, and pulled out three more regiments of 8,000 from the wealthy Sarco. Among the army of these city-states that joined one after another, the proportion of elite regiments was slightly lower, about two-fifths.

At this time, the army of twenty corps was vast, covering the sky and the sun, all the way north, reaching the ancient city of Teotihuacan, which was only three days away from the capital.

"Shimaiqibang, Haotian's son, really have a good order. The thin words are shocking, and they are shocking." Seeing the magnificent army that was gradually approaching and filled the entire field of vision, Xiulote couldn't help but tug at it. An ancient sentence.

"What are you talking about?" Acap asked curiously.

"I said that I was shocked to see the king's army." Shulot made a shocked gesture. "The king does not seem to be in a hurry to crusade the Otomi people, but mainly patrols the cities and announces the ceremonies."

"You're right." Acap smiled and put his arms around Xiuluot's shoulder, "Each city-state is a descendant of the gods and autonomously decides things within a radius of dozens of miles. Although the king is the leader of the alliance, he does not It cannot directly command the military and political affairs of the city-states, or even completely control the great nobles of the capital city. To make the city-states obey, it depends on the military strength of the capital city, the prestige of the monarch, and the blood relationship of our city-state.”

"So when the new king ascends the throne, the first thing to do is to establish prestige in the hearts of the city-states. First, assemble the army, then patrol the states, meet the tribute, and also deter the opponent by the way. Crushing the enemy and sacrificing him is the last step in proclaiming the ceremonies. ."

"Kill a turkey to deter a group of monkeys." Sherlot thought of a familiar idiom.

"Turkey, monkey?" Acap was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing, "This metaphor is so interesting."

Then Acap lowered his voice and looked around before laughing in a low voice: "If the city-states are compared to monkeys, then the king who occupies the capital is the monkey king. Only when the monkey king is strong enough can he direct the movement of monkeys nearby."

"In this way, if the monkey runs too far and becomes a wild monkey, or a group of wild monkeys, it has to be beaten from time to time to hand over the fruit on time."

"Yes. But the Otomi are not monkeys of their own kind, nor stupid turkeys. They are cunning dogs. When things go wrong, they hide themselves in their holes."

Just as he was talking, the vanguard of the army had already rushed towards him. Four entire regiments of 8,000 elites passed the southern road and camped by Lake Hartokan. More than 30,000 warriors of all levels gathered together. At a glance, the red and black pointed hats and yellow beast helmets were moving, and the obsidian battle stick reflected a sea of ​​light. The camp was full of people, with eager and confident faces, infected by the power of the group, and was at the peak of morale. Thousands of canoes loaded with grain sailed all the way from the capital Texcoco Lake District, and the ten-year stockpile was released to ensure the supply of troops.

Afterwards, an entire army of senior warriors, lined up in the most tidy formation that Shulot had ever seen in his life, approached silently. All in leather armor, throwing spears on their backs, one thousand jaguar warriors, one thousand eagle warriors, and six thousand fourth-level warriors. No words are needed, the relaxed and ready to fight posture can prove that this is the core strength of the empire.

Both Shiroutte and Acap were silent. In the face of absolute power, no fearless language is powerless. Huosoke took two steps and pulled Xiuluo back to the team. Obviously, the king would not be too far from his trump card. Shulot noticed that Husok's body was also solemn and a little nervous.

After the most powerful legion in Central America, Trato Anitisok's imperial court came slowly under the **** of five hundred "hairbreakers". These guards, who resembled the Huns, shaved off most of their hair, leaving only the top of the skull and a handful on the left and right. Wearing a thick green cotton armor, a mesh cloak on the back, and a flag on the back of the cloak, painted with the abstract logo of the sun god. Shulot simply understood them as the Imperial Guard, and their combat effectiveness seemed to be very strong.

Regrettably, there was no suitable camel beast in America at this time, and ox carts, horse carts, and elephant carts could not be counted on. God's blood Tisok can only sit on the shoulders carried by dozens of people, wearing a white robe with red stripes, wearing a helmet in the shape of a white skull, which is particularly eye-catching, and the helmet is also green with long feathers. This image is taken from the powerful evil spirit in ancient mythology.

Behind the shoulders is a row of feathered flags. The flag fluttered high and was equally striking, with various hieroglyphs painted on it. Shilot was struggling to identify the sun, cactus, eagle, snake, lake and giant above when he saw a messenger hurriedly approaching.

"Supreme sun god, **** of war, descendant of the patron **** Huizilopochtli, master of Tenochtitlan, the city of the lake, great and glorious Tratoanitisok, to keep the same The blood kin, the administrator of the ancient holy city of Teotihuacan, and the high priest Shuter meet."