Aztec Eternals

"Huh?...This is..."

Hearing Jatiri's solemn words, Shilot also took two steps forward and looked at the second stone slab.

The picture on the slate is simple and clear, and at a glance, you can see a large black cloud in the sky. The black clouds stretched out countless black lines, falling like endless rain. Where the heavy rain falls, there are boundless wave lines, like a vast lake. There are some small islands that are slightly spiky in the lines, and in the middle, there are people paddling canoes. The crowd consisted of little people in the attire of nobles, samurai and commoners. They are holding up a richly dressed adult and throwing him into the lake together!

The young king looked carefully for a moment. Many graphic symbols are depicted around the picture, including the sun, clouds, water, earth, corn, sacrifice, death and destruction. And the picture itself always brought him a familiar feeling and reminded him a lot. he asked thoughtfully.

"This is... a flood? Sacrifice?"

Jatiri nodded with a smile.

"Exactly! Your Highness might as well guess, who is this sacrifice?"

"The clothes are gorgeous, and the painting is an adult. He must be a prominent aristocrat of the gods."

"Haha, yes. It is the land in the lake, the prince of the Houwulixiu Kingdom!"

"What! The last prince of the kingdom of the lake?"

Shiroute looked surprised. Divine offerings sometimes use aquifers as offerings, but the source of the offerings is often prisoners of war or rebellious vassals. If the prince of the kingdom was chosen as a sacrifice, it would only prove one thing... He looked at the knowledgeable elder.

"The king of the post-Urishu kingdom, lost control of the country? This is a harbinger of doom!"

"Your Highness is wise!"

Jatiri smiled and praised. Then, he looked solemn and explained seriously.

"This is what happened two hundred years ago. It can be seen as the end of the Fourth Era and the beginning of the Fifth Era. In the epic records, at the end of the Fourth Era, there was a heavy rain that lasted 99 days! The downpour poured from the sky. When the water level is at its highest, Lake Patzcuaro rose by nearly ten people, Lake Quetzeo rose by six people, and the lower Lake Chapala even rose. Dozens of people are tall!"

"The water level has risen by the height of ten people! The lake will be directly submerged under Qin Congcan's city!"

Hearing this, Shulot was shocked. Even in this era, the average height of people is low, and ten people are about 15 meters tall. There are no dams around Lake Patzcuaro, and the water level rises by 15 meters, and the area of ​​the Great Lake will expand several times!

"Exactly! At that time, the city of Chincongchan was not the center of the kingdom of the lake. The center of the kingdom of Post-Uricu, on the west bank of Lake Patzcuaro, near the plain of Takuro. That was the resting place, where the flock of birds came from Where the sky falls."

The knowledgeable elder looked at His Highness and smiled meaningfully.

"Your Highness, where you fought the Feather Prince of Chapala. It is now rich village farmland, before it was rich puddle meadows. And earlier, under the mud brought by those floods, actually The ruins of the ancient kingdom are being buried. The biggest threat to the lake area, and the most important reason for the demise of the ancient kingdom, is the flood!"

"Two hundred years ago, a great flood swept the land in the lake! The water level of the lakes in the lake area rose and even joined together to form a vast lake. The higher hills and peaks became islands of different sizes; The lower valleys and basins become part of the great lake. When the fertile lakeside farmland and the fertile lowland villages are flooded by the lake, the turmoil of the lake kingdom can no longer be suppressed!"

"The rising water level slowly submerged the densely populated lakeside communities, and also forced the migration of the people in the lowlands. These places were once the essence of the lake kingdom and gathered the largest population! Powerful nobles lost their fiefs, and many The samurai and commoners lost their farmland. Rarely united, they marched together to the untouched heights."

"However, these lands already had their owners. Irreconcilable contradictions soon arose, which turned into wars! The nobles of the lowlands and the highlands fought to the death for the land to survive. The raging floods hindered the kingdom's traffic, and also The movement of the army was cut off. Under the impact of the flood, the king lost his power to rule the whole situation! Even he himself was forced to move with the royal family of the capital."

"Then, the sudden reduction of farmland and the torrential rain made the harvest of grain in that year almost impossible! Where the heavy rain gathers, the barn that is not strict will also be flooded, causing the stored grain to quickly become moldy. Famine is almost immediately followed. Then came with the footsteps of the flood, and lasted longer than the flood!"

"The next few years were a complete chaos. The original order of superiority and inferiority disintegrated, and everything was respected by force. In order to compete for the highlands and islands, nobles fought each other, and blood soaked the lake! In order to compete for food for survival, samurai and militiamen They also fought each other. They plundered villages, attacked noble fiefs, and even executed nobles to loot manor estates with savings!"

"Soon, the king's sacred authority was also challenged. The highland nobles with real power publicly questioned, claiming that the king had angered the gods, which led to the disaster! With the help of people with a heart, such rumors spread quickly and quickly aroused. The dissatisfaction of the populace during the floods was dissipated. The priests were also divided among each other, and they made noises against the king, and gradually fell to the powerful nobles everywhere."

"Later, King Uricho was forced to sacrifice his prince in Lake Patzcuaro to temporarily appease the anger of the nobles and warriors. However, when the king lost his heart and strength, such actions will only become more and more obvious. His weakness. Within a few years, the king was poisoned by the nobles. Even though the floods had receded by then, the lowlands could be cultivated again, and the broken kingdom order was gone forever!"

In just a few short words, Jatiri vividly described the decline and fall of the last kingdom in front of the young king. Shilot couldn't help walking to the window. He watched the monsoon rains fall on Lake Patzcuaro and the fertile soil around the submerged lake, lost in thought.

"Heavy rain brought floods, the floods converged, the lake level rose, and the basins and valleys were submerged. Flood control works were needed...Similar basin topography, Dujiangyan in Sichuan and Sichuan, dykes in Lake Texcoco..."

Shilot whispered to himself, once again raising the importance of water conservancy projects in his heart.

The life of the classical kingdoms was water systems, agricultural areas along rivers and lakes. Especially in Central America where the rainfall is concentrated, the amount of precipitation is variable, and the rain and heat are in the same period, several droughts or floods are enough to destroy a civilization. He remembered the story of the Mayan merchant Tikallo. The end of the Mayan Golden Age hundreds of years ago and the destruction of the **** Tikal were inseparable from the frequent droughts and floods in the Fourth Era.

The young king thought for a moment before raising his head again. There was a vague guess in his heart, but he still asked.

"Two hundred years ago, the Great Flood disrupted the order of the post-Urishu kingdom. Then what will be the end of the kingdom in the lake?"

With a smile in his eyes, Jatiri looked at the calm Shulot.

"Your Highness, you must already know. Look here!"

The knowledgeable elder took two steps forward, stretched out his hand again, and pressed it on the third stone slab.

The third slate is a huge realistic picture. The majestic condor soared in the middle of the sky, and the majestic sun rose from the east. The condor, accompanied by the sun, looks down on the vast earth together. On the ground, a group of people came from the northwest along the river, and the leader was wearing the crown of an eagle spreading its wings, which was extraordinarily tall and eye-catching. On both sides of their path, there were the nobles, warriors and commoners of the Lake District who were welcoming tributes in their hands. Together they settled by the lake, and built town houses, great bluestone cities, and towering Yakata!

Sherlot looked closer. The brushstrokes of this painting are old and stale, yet with a certain dynamic vitality. Around the picture, there are various patterns such as condors, hummingbirds, crocodiles, feathers, turkeys, cocoa, etc. These familiar patterns also appeared on the enemy flags on the battlefield of the Western Expedition! As for the content of this picture...

The young king spoke in a deep voice.

"The original mural in the main hall of the Palace of Winds?"

"Exactly! Your Highness, the unpredictable and terrifying weather also forced the northerners to move south. The Chichimeks who migrated south came from the northwest and conquered the chaotic and divided kingdom of Urixiu along the way. The number of them Although they are few, they are brave and good at fighting, and they are unstoppable! The old nobles have already suffered heavy losses in the civil strife. They were either ruthlessly wiped out or surrendered. The warriors and commoners were also tired of the long wars and chaotic, eager for a unified order, and rushed to The strongest surrender."

"The legion of the Condor came all the way east with unstoppable force~www.readwn.com~! They recruited and surrendered, they divided the upstarts, and they grew stronger. The race of the Condor traveled through the Lake Chapala region, through Takuro Plain, down to the foot of Qin Congchan!"

Jatiri's voice had a chant tone, and even more ups and downs.

"There is no doubt about the end, but the road to it is worth exploring. The new kingdom of Tarrasco is built on the fertile soil of the Land of the Lakes! The Chichimeks who move south carry the aggressiveness of the northern plateau. With vitality, the capital is set in the southeast of Lake Patzcuaro, the safe heights of the flood, the city of Chincongcan.

Learning from the experience of the collapse of previous kingdoms, the previous kings of Tarasco adopted a series of brand-new methods! They concentrated the power of the king and built new strongholds directly under them; they managed the nobles of the kingdom and governed the occupied lands; they sought the majesty of the gods and controlled the power of priests; they even merged with the Uricius people of the land of the lake to form a new The people of Prepecha! "

Having said that, the knowledgeable elder lowered his head and saluted solemnly.

"His Royal Highness, let me tell you in detail! In the past one or two hundred years, these strategies have been effective, and if they are verified, they will certainly benefit your future governance!"