Aztec Eternals

Looking back on the passing years, the destiny of life is indeed as unpredictable as the river, and I don’t know where it is going. Thinking of the long river in the past, the poet Páramo looked up at the deep blue sky with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to listen to the inspiration of the "red sky".

However, the red divine sky is an ancient belief in the wilderness. How can it guide him, a Mexican who has returned to dog descent?

"The highest sun, the red sky! The big tree looked up to the sun, looked up to the sky, trapped on the high green hills. He watched the monkeys running, watched the four-pawed turkeys fluttering, watched the black wolves kill towards the east, and The condor soared in the sky! What was he thinking at that time? Did he have any complaints?…No, he didn’t!…"

"Even if he is trapped in the northern border, he can still calm down and guard the one-third acre of Qingqiu. Because His Highness is still in the kingdom, and the big tree still has hope! And the county governors, named nobles, and tribes in various places The chiefs do not dare to have any thoughts that are beyond the limit or should not be had!..."

The poet Paramo lowered his eyes and recalled the years of guarding Qingqiu. He was sitting in northern Xinjiang bitterly, serving as the transportation captain of the kingdom's canine flag team. But the other army commanders in the south are expanding faster than the other, and the territories they control are getting bigger and bigger!

The veteran Etalik controlled the Purple Grass County, expanded along the Talsas River, and also conquered the sea girl city on the southeast coast. But this person is from a family warrior in His Highness's Holy City. He is older and has more seniority. He is not comparable to Paramo. This is especially true for the commander of the Orlos Army in Gyeonggi Province and Marshal Bertard who is stationed on the seaside! Parramo had nothing but respect for these two men. As for Black Wolf's expedition to Totonac, although he was envious of it, he also admired Black Wolf's bravery and was even a little afraid...

It wasn't until the monkey Kuruka was entrusted with the Chapala Lake and controlled nearly 600 miles from east to west, and it was still the fertile plateau beside the lake, that it gave Paramo strong jealousy for the first time! Yes, he is jealous of monkeys! A warrior from an ordinary civilian background like him, under His Highness's respect, could actually reach this point! But with Monkey's solid military exploits and low-key personality, even if it makes people jealous, they can't find too many faults...

"Witness the Lord God! The monkey's qualifications are about the same as mine. He can fight and flatter His Highness, so that's it! But that Prepecha general in Ezpan, why should he surpass me? Why should he control the southwest of the kingdom and control the most important things? The prosperous 300-mile Apa Plain governs more than 300,000 tribesmen, and even conquered all the way to the southwest coast?!..."

Thinking of this, the poet Parramo gritted his teeth and couldn't help showing anger on his face. And when he was angry, the poet's appearance disappeared without a trace, leaving only a canine chief who had been fighting for many years, and only a cunning and keen wild wolf!

"Your Highness, Your Highness! You should not have gone to the capital city in the lake, you should not have thrown yourself into the prison of the God King! Now that you are leaving, you have let go of the rope around my neck and given me full autonomy... I am like The boat, which had lost its ballast and silver stone, was pushed by the raging river. It could no longer suppress the ambition in its heart, let alone the group of canine-headed people around me!..."

"Your Highness, although I am still loyal to you, I am pushed more and more by the dog descendants around me and I can't help myself! Although Qingqiu is good, it is the fiefdom you arranged for me, but it is also a prison with a small tree. .How can such a prison support the hundreds of thousands of miserable dog tribes?...These wilderness tribes traveled thousands of miles south, and they were willing to trust my name as great chief and follow me! How could I bear it? How about sending them to the south and handing them over to the hands of monkeys or Ezpan to serve as vanguards and cannon fodder in the battle?!"

"Witness the Lord! With no way to go on three sides, I can only take them and fight all the way to the east! This is also the order you left for Qingqiu, Your Highness. Expand to Otter City and control the upper and lower rivers... In the past few years, Qingqiu has Secretly supporting the Red Crow, they crippled the Huastec alliance and plundered tens of thousands of Dingkou. But now that the Red Crow has moved north and the Huastec people have fled south, the vast Huastec land in the east has finally been vacated. !…”

"These warm and humid lands are much better than the sandy land of the wilderness! All the tribes of the Dogs want to move eastward, leave the endless Gobi wasteland, and settle in more affluent places... Then my boat on the river The small boat can only drift here along with the current of the tribe!"

"Today, I came here from the Qingqiu Valley and came to the middle section of the Tampeng River. I took a fancy to this fertile land!... In the future, this will become the new administrative seat of Qingqiu and the Qingqiu University. The core of the future of the tribe! And I, the Great Chief Baramo of Qingqiu, will settle the wasteland tribes here and build a new city with my own hands!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! The two hundred thousand Qingqiu tribes will use this new city as the core to further seek to advance eastward and control the six to seven hundred miles up and down the river! Even the silver crow in the southeast and the red crow in the northeast Crows are also prey that can be planned and waited patiently!..."

Thinking of this, Chief Baramo squinted his eyes, and a particularly majestic ambition floated in his mind, imagining the real, powerful Chief Baramo who was better than the monkey! until…

"Gah... croak! croak!..."

The big-billed crow hovered in the blue sky, lowering itself closer from time to time, greedily watching the two-legged beast. Their noisy screams interrupted Balamo's reverie and longing, causing his eyes to sharpen instantly, revealing the murderous intention of the canine chief.

"Damn! These **** crows have disturbed my communication with the gods... My warriors who are good at shooting, who can lift the bow for me and shoot down these two prey?!..."

"I!"

"Brother-in-law, I'm coming!"

"Daddy, look at me!..."

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Following the words of Chief Paramo, dozens of canine hunters around them who were good at shooting all took off the big bows from their backs and mounted bone arrows with their own marks. Then, there was a series of sharp sounds that broke through the air, bringing with it the roar of death.

"Quack! Quack!..."

Arrows were fired, and the crows screamed instantly. Two large crows were hit by arrows and fell, and the remaining crows fled in all directions. They finally knew that these were a group of bipedal beasts that could spit flying thorns, and they were the most dangerous crow hunters!

"Bang! Bang!..."

Two heavy falling sounds were heard, and the archery hunters rushed forward to see the arrows on the two crows. Then, there were sighs of disappointment from everyone and cheers from the two marksmen.

"Aha! Dad, I, Ba Shenyu, shot down the white-necked crow!..."

"The ancestors have spirits! I, the Red Fox tribe Iwekan, shot down the red-headed crow!..."

"Haha! Good! I can shoot the circling crow from such a distance. I am really the marksman of Paramo!..."

Hearing this, Chief Paramo laughed boldly and strode forward. He first looked at the sharpshooter from Guamar, his cheap son, Ba Shenyu.

"Shenyu! You are indeed my eldest son! This shooting skill of shooting down flying crows is enough to dominate all the tribes in Guamar!... Well, what reward do you want? Just ask for it!..."

"Ah! Big daddy! I think..."

The eldest boy, Ba Shenyu, was only seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was painted with the blue divine pattern of the Guamar people, and his arms were extra slender. His mother was a noblewoman from the Guamar tribe, who controlled thousands of tribes. She defected to the Qingqiu tribe only last year. Later, he was favored by Paramo and married as his twenty-fourth wife. His father, on the other hand, was unfortunately killed in battle at the beginning of last year during a raid by the Guamar tribe, which was vassalized by the Monkey Chief.

Yes, after the monkey Kuruka was granted the title of Great Lakes Festival, he completely took control of the Chapala Lake area and began to focus on farming and management. The Great Monkey Chief became increasingly intolerant of his former allies, the Guamar tribes who loved to plunder in the wilderness north of the Great Lakes.

Of course, monkeys are always safe and act after making decisions. The method he adopted was not to directly use force and send troops northward to chase and sweep away these sharp and fierce dog tribes... but to send priests to preach while creating conflicts among tribes over hunting grounds, goods and beliefs. Then, they use weapons, salt and cloth to divide the tribes, buy the young men and women captured in the tribal wars at high prices, and instigate internal fighting among the Guamar tribes!

In the past two years, the fighting between the various tribes in Guamar has become increasingly fierce, and a large number of small tribes have rapidly perished. More and more Guamar tribes have become vassals of the Great Chief of the Monkey God, and have even dispersed and been incorporated into the Guamar Banner Corps in Dahu County.

In this chaotic situation, many Guamar tribes perceived the danger and made different choices. They can either go south, formally join the Great Chief of the Monkey God, and accept the formation of the flag team. Those who make this choice are usually small tribes, or tribes that are already on good terms with the great monkey chief...or they go west and escape deep into the wilderness to compete with other canine descendants for hunting grounds. And those who can take this path, only the most powerful large tribes have enough confidence and qualifications... As for the last option, it is to move to the east, join the Qingqiu tribe with many dog ​​descendants, and join the equally powerful Qingqiu tribe. Qingqiu tribe! Compared with going south to join the flag corps, joining the Qingqiu tribe can maintain greater tribal power, but it only requires a marriage with the chief of Paramo...

"Shenyu, have you decided what you want?"

"Big daddy! I want a good-looking woman! It's best to have a teenage boy, a good-looking woman who can make me a big daddy right now!..."

The eldest son Ba Shenyu thought for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and shouted out his ambition to be a father. And many of the surrounding chiefs looked at each other in confusion, looking for Shuyuan www. zhaosｈhuyuａ.com then burst into laughter.

"Haha! Ba Shenyu has such a big ambition, he wants to be a big daddy now!..."

"When you are seventeen or eighteen, you are indeed at the age to want a woman! But having a teenage son is too impatient..."

"Ha! What do you know? Anyone who has a son must be a noble daughter of the tribe, and the one who controls the tribe. And in a few years the son will be able to marry a wife and connect with a group of tribesmen... This child is thinking deeply. Miles!"

"Haha! You think everyone is like you, as smart as an old fox!..."

"Ahem! What are you talking about? The red fox Otuwa is still here!..."

The chiefs were talking a lot, and the eyes of Chief Baramo flashed, but he looked at the red fox Otuwa next to him. He stretched out his hand with a smile, patted Otuwa's shoulder affectionately, and asked suddenly.

"Red Fox, you seem to have a sister who is in her twenties and her husband is dead, right? She happens to be good-looking, and she also has a nine-year-old boy... Is she a good boy that you promised me?..."