Aztec Eternals

Warm sea breeze, distant sea and sky, bright sun...The morning in the Caribbean is both gentle and melodious, as warm as a mother's embrace. Yesterday's fighting and bright red were all submerged by the tolerant sea. On the vibrant coast, there are only five docked large ships and hundreds of scattered small boats.

The Taíno militiamen who rowed boats got up very early, with shallow fishing lines hanging from many small boats. From time to time, some militiamen looked happy and shouted harvest. For the simple Taíno people, farming, fishing, raising turtles, catching birds, and even raising lizards, scorpions and snails are instincts engraved in their blood. The main **** who followed the sun and fought with the longship tribe was forced to defend himself under the threat and fear of evil spirits and became a warrior for the first time.

The sun gradually rose, and new orders were issued on the flagship's galleys. Dozens of canoes gathered around and tried to tow the captured ship with ropes. However, such a large ship cannot be easily towed by a small boat. After working in vain for half a morning, Huitu Puap finally cursed irritably.

"Damn it! Damn it! Why did the bottom of this ship hit the shoal again?! The water is so deep!..."

"That's right! That's right! It's all because the demon's ship is too deep..."

Hearing this, the personal guard Pu Lu scratched his leg and also cursed a few words. The two captured caravels were actually about the same length as the kingdom's long galleys, but their carrying capacity was 60 tons. The kingdom's ordinary longships have a carrying capacity of only more than 20 tons... This extra carrying capacity naturally comes from three times the draft. Although the personal guard Pu Lu didn't understand this, he slapped his thigh and thought of a solution.

"Boss! This morning, those two canine barbarians came to see me..."

"What kind of canine barbarian?..."

"They are two canine descendants named Guoshu Chabo and Mesquite Mikui!..."

"Oh! Are you talking about the two personal guards sent by General Black Wolf? Stupid! Since they are the personal guards of General Black Wolf, they are not canine barbarians. They are fourth-level senior warriors with fiefdoms!..."

"Ah! A fourth-level senior warrior..."

The personal guard Pu Lu smacked his mouth in envy, scratched his head, and then said.

"These two... Black Wolf guards said that they were guarding the captives and found among them one... a yellow-skinned tribal warrior... from a something... Ao Island in the east... The captive was bewitched by evil spirits, but now he is awake and devoutly believes in the Lord God. Please surrender to us..."

"Boss, I'm thinking, this demon's boat has so many sails and ropes, and the draft is deep... It still has to rely on demons who can sail!..."

"Huh? A tribal warrior who was bewitched by an evil spirit? Believe in the Lord God and want to surrender?..."

Hearing such words, Huitu Puap was startled and thought for a moment in confusion. After a moment, he glanced at the big ship stuck in the shoal and waved his hand.

"The eyes of the Lord God see everything clearly, and no one can hide from Him! Bring that tribal warrior up and let me take a good look!..."

"Yes! Boss!..."

After a while, two red crow guards came over with three prisoners in a row boat with smiles on their faces. Judging from their blue eyes and raised corners of their mouths, I don't know what they were busy with on the ship last night, and what good things they got from the prisoners. Behind them was Bosun Chachu, who had a sun hummingbird engraved on his forehead and only had four fingers, as well as Carlo, a goldsmith, and Antonio, a carpenter, who followed behind with nervous expressions.

"Praise...Praise to you! Honorable, powerful, brave Knight of Sipangu...Baron Lord!..."

As soon as he boarded the flagship and saw the native leader, Boatswain Chachu immediately fell to his knees. He stammered, shouted hurriedly with a forced smile on his face.

"Witness the Lord! I am Boatswain Chachu, and I am good with a knife...Mighty Baron, I am willing to follow and take refuge with you, be the knife in your hand, and chop down your enemies for you!..."

"Huh? What is this guy talking about? What tribe is he from? What kind of nonsense is he talking about? I can't understand a word..."

Huitu Puap's round eyes widened and he looked at Boatswain Chachu, who looked fawning, and then at the two white-skinned demons behind him who were also kneeling and shouting. He frowned in dissatisfaction, held down the copper ax with his right hand, and shouted loudly.

"Why are there two white-skinned demons? They also want to surrender? There are not many sacrifices to be offered to God!..."

"Ahem! Chief Huitu, Agou's tribe is far away, and he doesn't understand the language of the Cuban tribe. However, he can speak the language of the evil demon tribe and knows the situation of the evil demon tribe very well... As for the last two evil demons, they also have some skills. One can For goldsmiths, one can repair ships...Besides, one person can't drive two ships, isn't it..."

Chabo, the red crow's personal guard, approached Puap and explained for a while with a smile. Then, he gave Mikui a look, Mikui raised his hand and slapped him twice, making Chachu's eyes sparkle. Then, he kicked Carlo and Antonio to the ground with two consecutive kicks, and the noise immediately stopped.

"Agou! What did you say last night?...Why can't you do it this morning?...Kneel down! Wei Qi..."

"Well!…"

Boatswain Chachu's face turned green and red, and a surge of anger surged into his heart. But when he saw the murderous eyes of the native warriors and the impatient look of the native leader, he immediately trembled...

"Coo! Oops! You said the wrong thing! These barbarians who kill like mowing grass... If one of them is not good, I will have to hang my head on the mast and keep company with the unlucky Captain Hiramatsu..."

The boatswain shivered for a while, and finally caught the obscure hint from the native warrior. He quickly raised his left hand with only four fingers left, raised his head and tried to look at the sun, revealing his forehead engraved with the emblem of the Lord God, just like he was forced to kneel down last night. Then, with all his strength, he shouted loudly and tremblingly.

“Praise be to the Lord! Praise be to the Holy Father of Huitziloppo!…”

"Yes! Praise the Holy Son of Huitziloppo!..."

"Well, that...praise the Holy Spirit of Huitziloppo!..."

Carlo the goldsmith and Antonio the carpenter looked at each other, trembling with fear. They quickly assumed the same posture and shouted in agreement at the sun. "Pious" Spanish words are floating on the Caribbean Sea, but I don't know where I am praying, east or west, up or down...

"Um?…"

Hearing the repeated name of the main god, Huitu Puap touched his chin and slowly removed his hand from the half-drawn axe. He stared at the three kneeling prisoners for a while, thought carefully for a while, then looked at the ship on the sea, and finally stretched out his finger.

"Twelve captives... two evil nobles... there are still ten left... three more are removed... there are six or seven left?... At least five must be sacrificed when we go back... Two more will be left for the New Year Festival..."

Mr. Huitu clasped his fingers to look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com like a stick of life and death. He thought for a while, and finally softened a little when he saw the "pious" expressions of the three prisoners trying to look at the sun with tears streaming down their faces.

"Ha! The Lord God is witness! Since you have read out the name of the Lord God and begged the Lord God for forgiveness...then I will give you a chance to surrender!...Well, a chance. Let me think about it..."

After a moment, the wise Master Huitu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright, confident and proud smile. He looked at his personal guard Pu Lu and ordered with a smile.

"Go! Bring that evil priest over here! Oh, bring another evil nobleman over too, to be a witness!..."

"The Lord God is watching everything! If you want to be forgiven, you must sacrifice your blood!..."

"Give these three prisoners a dagger and let each of them cut off the fingers of the evil priest!..."

"Oh, that's right! If those two unconverted demons want to surrender, they must cut off their fingers and tattoo their faces to convert!..."

(End of chapter)