Aztec Eternals

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As the sun sets in the west, it reflects the boundless and magnificent sunset glow, giving off a golden brilliance that fills the sky, as if a sacred flame is ignited in the sky of the kingdom of God.

Under the sky, in the camp in the mountains and forests, the accompanying priests quickly built a simple altar. They raised a raging holy fire in front of the altar, and then sang quaint and lofty hymns, and the camp was enveloped by a mysterious atmosphere.

Shulot put on a gorgeous sacrificial uniform and stood majestically on the altar. Through the flames in front of him, he looked at the Horde hunter who was kneeling in awe, and recited aloud.

"Praise the **** Huitzilopochtli! ... make sacrifices to him!"

Hearing His Highness's decree, Toltec took out a captured wild deer and walked respectfully to the altar. He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and pressed the wild deer on the altar with both hands. The priest next to him held the head of the wild deer and placed a large pottery pot under his slender neck.

Only then did Shirot take out the sacrificed Black Shining Stone dagger, and prayed loudly with a solemn expression. Then, his voice stopped suddenly, and his movements were suddenly violent. The sacrificial dagger slid across the neck of the wild deer, breaking the soft barrier, allowing the warm vitality to flow out and pouring into the pottery pot. The wild deer struggled violently for a few moments, but was firmly controlled by the strong Toltec, and soon became motionless.

Shilot stood up and continued to chant, calling for the coming of the Lord God. The samurai and priests proceeded with the next steps. Soon, the whole wild deer was thrown into the hot bonfire, and the smell of burning flesh quickly filled the air, and then the aroma of barbecued meat turned to scorching. The blood in the pot is mixed into blood wine, poured into rows of pottery cups, placed next to the holy fire, and warmed by the hot flames.

Looking at the awe-inspiring and obedient faces under the stage, Shiloh nodded in satisfaction. This is a burnt offering without leaving a bit of meat. The complete offering is offered to the Lord God through flames, and the burning "fragrance" is used to praise the offering and piety. This kind of sacrifice widely existed in the sacrifices of Shang and Zhou dynasties. In the early stage, people were sacrificed, and in the later stage, cattle were sacrificed. In the teachings of the cross religions, this is the best sacrifice, and most of the sacrifices are sheep or birds.

Shilot has always been promoting religious reforms. When he can be the master, he will use animal sacrifices to replace the common human sacrifices.

The young priest thought no more. He recited the next segment aloud.

"Praise the **** Huitzilopochtli! . . . dedicate all your body, mind and soul to him!"

This is the part of the oath of allegiance. The priests sprinkled the powder of sulphur into the bright yellow holy fire, and the flame suddenly turned blue.

With uncontrollable fear, the chiefs of the tribe were urged by the warriors to go to the altar. Facing the burning holy fire, they knelt down forcefully in front of the priest, bowing their heads deeply. The priests then mercilessly shaved their hair and threw their long hair into the fire. The flames rose high, and the black smoke brought the souls of the converts into the kingdom of God and handed them over to the Lord God.

Sherlot solemnly and solemnly announced.

"The Lord God is supreme and omnipotent... He watches over you all the time, gives you light, gives you food and offspring. He holds your souls and decides where you will go after death, whether to go to the kingdom of God or the abyss... From then on, you become the believers of the Lord God, and you also become His warriors, fighting to spread the glory of the Lord God!"

After promising the present and the future, Shilot took out more than 20 necklaces of sun amulets and put them on the tribal leaders one by one. It was a reward for their allegiance and a sustenance for their conversion. Afterwards, the headmen drank the deer blood wine, and then firmly grasped the front end of the silver necklace, the pure gold sun hummingbird. Under the guidance of the priests, they knelt down and sang the Lord God, reciting His name over and over again.

In a lofty ceremony and a mysterious atmosphere, the hunters came forward in batches, shaved all their hair, drank the smell of blood and wine, and then knelt down together and prayed to the Lord God. They changed their bodies and kept their hair cut, to prove their piety, and to increase their agility slightly. They were infused with faith, converted to the main god, and used religious ideas to maintain their loyalty to the alliance.

Shilot represents the gods and stands majestically on the altar until the end of the allegiance ceremony. He looked at the bald hunters under the stage, and then at the new-style longbow made of Hebow, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"They should be given a cotton robe and a long scarf wrapped around the head." The young man laughed when he remembered the classic monk and soldier shape, and nodded solemnly.

When the long ceremony ended, the setting sun had already fallen into the earth, and the sky was full of stars. In the school grounds, more bonfires were set up, and the smell of food began to permeate, which was the beginning of the night feast.

Beside the bonfire in the center, Shulot put on a relaxed samurai robe, and surrounded by his followers, he drank and ate meat happily. Halfway through the drink, the head of the tribe who had just converted came respectfully hand in hand. They will dance to the honorable and holy "Great Chief".

Sherlot readily agreed. He sat cross-legged in the middle, accepting gifts from the crowd. Thousands of tribesmen sang long-standing mountain songs, praising heroes and ancestors, and the desolate voice drifted into the distance. The elder hunter played the bamboo flute and bone xun, the flute was melodious and the xun sound was simple and simple, accompanied by the sounds of nature.

Afterwards, the headmen in costumes with feather crowns appeared. They stepped alternately, swaying the bells of their hands and feet, and waving the wooden sticks in the holes, with a low whistling like the wind. After a few moments of swirl dance, from time to time, a head person respectfully stepped forward, knelt down on His Highness with both knees, and held up the roasted venison, bird meat, rabbit meat, geese, and even the black eagle, which symbolized death, with both hands.

Shirot nodded with a smile. He gestured to Bertard, and took the food in his own hands, taking a symbolic sip of each. Every time he tasted a gift, a tribesman cheered and danced in unison. When all the gifts were over, the camp was filled with cheers and shouts.

"Great Chief! Great Chief! Great Chief!..."

Shirott carefully identified the dialects of these tribes, and then laughed. With a big wave of his hand, the warriors surrounded by him also stood up. They sang poetry of flowers and death, beat low war drums, blew heavy conch horns, and presented the warrior dance to His Highness!

The agitation dance should be accompanied by the music that shakes the sky, and the cheers from the sky are accompanied by the sung poems, just like a hearty wine, making Xiulote feel extremely relaxed and refreshing! He drank the tequila in his hand, forgot all the troubles in the capital, and recalled the banquet that had been held in the past, and laughed and sang loudly.

No one can hear His Highness's song clearly, even the samurai chief who has been with him for many years can only guess. He felt the youth's full of pride, looked at his flying expression, but from the unbridled indulgence, he tasted the deep nostalgia.

Unconsciously, the night gradually darkened. The bright moon rose to the zenith in the song, and then silently slid to the west, illuminating the bonfire that was gradually extinguishing on the ground. When the first ray of dawn lit up the sky, the rhythm of the body woke up the hangover again.

In the largest wooden house, the teenager suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the dim light of dawn, pressed his forehead hard, and groaned in a low voice, feeling a little reluctant for a while.

"Last night, when I returned from my dream, the fragrance of flowers was full of clothes. The motherland is only in the old dream~~"

The next two days were still busy. After the ceremony and feast, the tribal hunter's loyalty was maintained at an acceptable level, and slowly increased with the teachings of the army priests.

Sherlot personally presided over the next training. The training of longbow hunters is not complicated. In martial arts, they only need to practice bows and arrows repeatedly, and practice the short daggers when they loosen the strings of the bows.

In terms of tactics, as militiamen, they do not need to practice formations, as long as they can understand the orders of drums and snails, and understand the flags indicating the direction of the attack. Specific to the battalion, they only need to practice the simple and effective tactical actions of gathering, spreading, attacking, retreating, extending the wings, and shooting at fixed points according to the tribe.

Shirot stayed for two more days. Under his urging, more than 2,000 Tlaxcala bows were finally shipped from the armory, and the tribal hunters were initially dressed. And there are also seven or eight hundred new longbows, and the old hunters with superb bow skills are given priority. The remaining longbows are still being mobilized one after another. Of course, this kind of high-cost military weapon must be repeatedly pressured by His Highness, and the armory will be reluctantly delivered.

In the spare time of training, Shulot would always summon the officers in the camp and tell them his understanding of the Longbow Militia. It was not until the sun in April shone on the earth and there was more moisture in the air that he summoned Toltec and finally exhorted.

"Toltek, my black wolf. The Longbow Militia's battlefield positioning is to continuously and powerfully assist, and when they occupy a strong position, they can shoot effectively. Their most important ability is mobility, and they must run faster than all samurai. all fast!

Longbow militias are to avoid all forms of melee combat and keep their distance from the enemy at all times. They would harass them before the battle, move fast in the heat of the battle, and look for opportunities to shoot from the flanks. The most important of these is to maintain an orderly retreat when being pursued. You need to practice pursuit and retreat with samurai and them.

In addition to the fierce battle, the mountain people can be active in the mountains and forests, with the advantage of the bow and arrow range, constantly attack the enemy's camps and food routes... just like the Otomi militia once did! "

Toltec nodded seriously. He took out a pen and paper, drew moving little people one by one, and wrote down one, two, three, four.

Shulot took the young warrior's book, flipped through the records in the previous picture, and nodded reassuringly and helplessly. He pressed Toltec's shoulders again.

"Toltek, when I go out at the end of the month, I will take all the longbow warriors, but I will give you a body of warrior guards as the core of the longbow militia... I never worry about your outstanding bravery, nor I believe in your flexible wisdom. However, I have higher expectations for you. You want to be an excellent commander, you need to learn more! There is no one else here, and I want to issue a new military order to you.

There are 180 days until October, and you have to memorize three words every day. When you come with the Longbow Militia and see me again, you must master at least five hundred words! If you can't complete this task, you will hand over the militia to the adjutant to manage the militia during the Western Expedition, and come to my tent every day to write! "

Toltek's confident face suddenly became bitter. He thought about it and tried to defend.

"Your Highness, you can't count like that! I remember three words a day, and I forget two the next day. In fact, there is only one a day..."

Sherlot had already strode out of the tent, leaving a majestic order in the wind.

"Then memorize five words every day!"

Bertard smiled slightly, patted Toltec on the shoulder, and left with a smile.

Shulot bid farewell to his revered followers and left his camp in the mountains. He didn't have time to visit the scenery of the holy mountain, but quickly went to Lake Texcoco.

Although he hasn't returned in January, he has always maintained close contact with the capital. The High Priest Corps dispatched priests who accompanied the army to the army, the messenger of the Shenqisuo reported the latest progress from time to time, and Avit also sent people to inquire about the new army and new weapons. The Mexican war machine continued to operate, and preparations for spring ploughing were also underway.

Shulot was lightly clothed and simply followed, with the guarded warriors, running all the way. He has received the latest news that the gunpowder weapons on Tianhuo Island have made new progress. Not long after, the teenager was boating on Lake Texcoco, bypassing the magnificent capital city in the lake, and came to Tianhuo Island on the south side of the lake.

Seeing His Royal Highness's flag from a distance, Esco had been waiting on the pier for a long time. He respectfully saluted, and then, following His Highness's inquiry, reported the latest stock of soil nitrate. Shirote calculated the amount of gunpowder that could be made in his mind, and nodded slightly satisfied.

Next, Esco respectfully and contentedly announced to His Royal Highness. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Dear Your Highness, the production of soil nitrate on Tianhuo Island has reached 200 catties per day! With the reduction of nitrate collection and the abundance of salt workers, the output of soil nitrate will further increase!"

Xiulott looked at not far away, the twenty or thirty new heads on the fence, and nodded calmly and slowly. April is here, the weather is getting warmer, and the rainy season is about to begin. The collection of nitrates from saline soils is starting to become difficult and will soon cease completely.

"Esco, you've done a good job! Still the same sentence, the boiled salt must be sealed and stored in a jar. Be careful when handling it... How long can the remaining salt be consumed? Urine Has the development of nitrate progressed?"

Esco replied with a smile.

"Your Highness, don't worry, the stored nitrate is like a mountain! According to the current consumption rate, it can be maintained until the cold season at the end of the year. At that time, the nitrate can be collected again."

Then, Esco paused slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"As for the development of urine nitrate... I will urge Moreno, the leader of the salt workers, to give this task to other salt workers!"

Shilot glanced at Esco's fierce expression and ordered in a deep voice.

"Okay. Esco, you can decide what to do, I just want the result!"

After saying that, Shilot patted Esco kindly on the shoulder. He thought for a moment, then took out the sun necklace with the pure gold amulet hanging on it, put it on the excited nitre steward himself, and said in a low voice.

"The salt workers need devout faith to maintain their enthusiasm for their work. I will send several priests to stay here, and they will further control the salt workers."

After completing the order, Shiroute put away the seriousness on his face. He turned around, looked at Taliyah, who was waiting quietly with spring water in his eyes, and approached slowly. Then, looking at the expectant look of the potter girl, he finally smiled slightly.