Aztec Eternals

"Respected new Mexican Terratoani." Inside the tent surrounded by curtains, the priests of Hilotepec raised their staffs and saluted. "The great primordial god, the **** of day and night, the descendant of the ancestral **** Omete Otre salutes you."

Shirott stood in the left side of the tent in the priest group, looking curiously at the attire of the Hilotepec messenger. The black and white stripes are very similar to a wild animal in his hometown, the national treasure giant panda. .

On the right side of the tent is a commander group wearing a double-sided cloak of a sun stone, headed by a cold-hearted man with a "female snake" painted on the back. Avett also stood at the end of the commander's group with a sincere smile.

In the center of the tent is the king wearing a gorgeous red and white shirt and a skull helmet. The king sat high on a high platform, maintaining the majesty of God. He didn't mean to come down to hold a divine ceremony, he just looked down at the messenger with cold eyes.

"Respected king." The priest messenger lowered his head, his tone more respectful. "Hilotepec has been paying tribute to you and the Great Alliance on time, and the city lord has also married a Mexica noble girl. We are loyal subordinates of the Great Alliance. I don't know why the king wanted to launch an army to fight."

The king raised his hand slightly to the priests, and continued to maintain the mythical posture.

In front of Shirot, an old priest with a cloak of the sun came out: "Hilotepec is guilty of three crimes. First, in last year's tribute, the amount of tribute did not meet the requirements of the alliance. Second, with the western Austrian The city-states of Tommy have privately formed alliances with unruly intentions. Third, worship the old gods." When speaking of the third rule, the old priest looked at the messenger sharply.

The messenger kept his head down and leaned over until he heard the third charge, and he raised his head with a shocked expression on his face.

Sure enough, the priest said again: "The great Sun God asked that the city-state of Hilotepec hand over ten years of tribute, sacrifices of three thousand men, and sever the covenant with the cities of Otomi. Hand over the temple to be used for Tradition offering sacrifices and memoirs, converted to the great sun and war **** Huitzilopochtli."

"Hand over the sacrifice plate and convert? This is an unacceptable condition!" The priest messenger was obviously out of control. "The great primordial **** blesses us, the city-state has 100,000 warriors, and three years' worth of food is as indestructible as the divine stone on the top of the mountain."

The king raised his hand to the officer corps again. When Xiulott saw that, the cold-hearted man at the head strode out: "Then we will besiege the city for three years! The Tempeng River will continue to bring us food, and the reinforcements from the alliance are still coming. Ten years here!"

"What's more, you only have 20,000 soldiers and a year's food reserves." The cold-hearted man spit out the cold truth relentlessly, "After a year, from the gods to the slaves, all the males in the city will be sacrificed. ."

The messenger's expression froze, and there was no sound in the tent for a while.

"Tribute, sacrifice, sacrifice plate, conversion." King Tisok said for the first time, "Go back and tell the gods of the city-state that they only have one chance."

The messenger of Hilotepec could only leave silently.

After the messenger left, the solemn atmosphere in the tent became a little brighter. Tisok lifted the mythological gesture and asked Avet Sotl with a smile: "My dear brother, what's going on with the Otomi people further west?"

Avet stepped forward, restrained his smile and responded solemnly: "Respected king, according to the information obtained by the merchants sent out, the Otomi people are gathering. The nearer Ottopan mobilized the whole country and organized four There are 10,000 people, but only 10,000 city-state warriors. Guamare and Pams, a little further away, each mobilized 20,000 people, and each city-state warrior has 8,000.”

Tisok nodded and asked the cold-hearted man next to him with a smile: "My loyal chief commander Totec, how is the Legion preparing?"

The cold-hearted Totec finally showed a smile and replied, "If the Ottopans come to help in a hurry, we will surprise them on the way." The commanders also smiled clearly.

After discussing the military. Tisok finally had time to pay attention to the corner of the tent.

"Shirot." He beckoned and let Shirot come over with a smile.

"I heard from Avett just now that you want to make a large wooden sling?"

"It's a catapult."

Tisok frowned slightly and said "oh" without asking what a car was. For him, it was just an insignificant episode.

"You said the sun is a big fireball?" Tisock talked about the topic.

"Yes, the sun is a big fireball that is far away from us and is much larger than the earth." Sherlot replied earnestly.

"Where does the sun **** live?" Tissock asked Seriously, staring at Sherlot.

"This...should be on the sun." Shirott repeatedly weighed and did not dare to discuss the existence of God with a theologian, especially when the theologian was the supreme king of gods.

"You said that the earth is a big ball of dirt?" Tisok then pressed.

"yes."

"Where does the Mother Earth live?"

"...It should be in the center of the big earth ball."

"Come on, Shilot, spin around in place a few times."

Shulot was at a loss for a moment, then turned around obediently.

"Are you dizzy?" the king asked with a smile.

"Dizzy." Sherlot answered innocently.

"So, you said that the earth is constantly spinning?" The king smiled, "Then why don't we get dizzy normally?"

Shulot was speechless.

He wanted to talk about the concept of relative speed, but then realized that it was futile and irrelevant. In the end, he could only be silent.

The king seemed very happy, as if he had let go of some hidden concerns and worries.

He summoned his hands again, and let Shirot, who was wearing a Tengu sacrificial costume, come closer to the stage. For the first time, he kissed Shulot's face with his hands. Hmm, it hurts a bit.

"You child." The king laughed and said, "Since you are going to take the path of a priest, you must always study astronomy and theology seriously. At least half of your grandfather's attainments."

"After all, your grandfather has told me that you will eventually succeed him as the high priest of Teotihuacan. I originally planned to marry a princess to you, but it is a pity that priests cannot have a formal wife."

"Avit, my brother." The king waved to the officer corps, and Avet Soter hurried up to the high platform, bowing his head to salute the king.

"The Teotihuacan lineage is also the direct bloodline of the Sun God, and it is closely related to our Tenochtitlan. You should treat Shurott as your own son and nephew. Let Shurott go on this expedition. With you. You teach him about war and the military."

"You have to spend more time on Shirot. As for the intelligence and security team in your hands, let the chief commander Totec act as an agent for the time being."

"Yes." Avette's face was full of calm respect and obedience, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction.

"Shirot, the city-state of Teotihuacan has always been the most loyal supporter of the royal family. You must faithfully obey the next Tratoani in the future." Tissock smiled and spoke to Shirott. , but his eyes always stayed on Avit's face.

When he mentioned "the next Tratoani", he paid more attention to every change of Avette's expression. "Just like your grandfather did to me."

"Follow your teachings." At this time, Shilot didn't dare to go offline.

"Okay. You go down."

It was far, far away from the tent, and the sun began to set in the sky. The harsh sunlight finally moved away from the land.

"Congratulations." Avette said to Sherlot with a smile.

"what?"

"It's over."