Aztec Eternals

Fresh green shoots emerged from the fields, and the gray-white songbirds finally headed north. The end of June is the continuous wind and rain, the spring ploughing completed in the wind and rain, and the gradually calm northern land after the spring ploughing.

Shirot once again climbed to the top of the city. He looked down at the farmland at the foot of the mountain city. The land was lush and green, giving birth to germinating vitality; he looked down at the dark clouds at the end of the sky, the sky was thundering, and the precious spring rain fell.

"The rainy season is finally here! Spring rain is always more precious than oil. Well, Ottopan's rainy season comes later than Qin Congcan."

Bertard, wearing bronze armor, looked at the rolling thunder in the sky, and quietly agreed.

"Yes, Your Highness. After a spring rain, the new seedlings will rise a bit. The rainy season in the northern plateau always comes later than in the south. The further north you go, the less rainfall. The mountain city Ottopan The precipitation is only about half that of Patzcuaro Lake; to the borders of Palms, it is only half of Otto Pampang;

"Bottard, has the gunpowder been stored? The troops are dispatched in August, and it's still in the rainy season. I'm a little worried that the rain will affect the use of wooden cannons!"

"Your Highness, according to your instructions, the gunpowder is sealed in wooden barrels, stored in underground stone chambers, and covered with charcoal that absorbs moisture and absorbs moisture. It rains heavily in August in the mountain city, but when it comes to Palms, the rain will be sparse. Many. The sealed gunpowder is covered with rubber rain cloth, transported to the north and opened again, and can be used at least once before getting wet! And with the equipment and organization of the canines, as long as they fight the coalition, even if there is no wooden cannon, we are stable. Steady victory!"

"Well. Even if the jaguar catches the dog, it must use all its strength! The use of wooden cannons at critical moments will always reduce many casualties."

Shilott smiled. He looked at the pattering raindrops and the vast world of the plateau, sighing with emotion.

"Bottard, you see, water is life, the gathering place of the population, and the starting point of civilization! The plateau in the north is endless. The further north you go, the less the population and the more savage the tribes are. From the river mouth fortress north to Ottopan Mountain City , is three hundred miles; from Ottopan Mountain City north to Palms City, there is a full four hundred miles. The distance of seven hundred miles is the limit of the kingdom's army's expedition, and the limit of the alliance's influence!"

"His Royal Highness, Palms City is located in the upper reaches of the tributary of the Tempon River, close to the rare water source of the plateau, and there are large arable fields nearby. To the north of it is a thousand-mile wasteland that lacks precipitation. Vera State. To its west is the equally barren northern border of Guamare State, where the Otomi tribe and the Guamar canine mingle, without any decent towns. To its east are the towering rolling mountains, along the Tanzanian The Peng River crosses the mountains and comes to the territory of the Vastek people. To the southeast of it is the state of Hilotepec, where the General of the North is located..."

Bertard explained in detail that the mountains and rivers of the Northland were reflected in his heart.

"Not bad. Palms City is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is located in the upper reaches. It controls the endless wasteland in the north and has river traffic in the east. It is indeed an important place!"

Shilote thought for a moment and nodded heavily. Palms City is adjacent to the Eastern Madre Mountains, located in the upper reaches of the Tempon River, nearly seven hundred miles from the mouth of the Gulf of Mexico. From here, go east, and in a few days you will reach the capital of the Vastek Union, Kuxikapan. Therefore, this city-state is not only an important town in the north, but also can control the east.

"His Royal Highness, by occupying Palms City, can deter the dogs, recruit tribes, and station troops. And relying on the river, you can also ask for enough supplies from the Vastek subjects in the east."

Then, the samurai chief bowed and saluted with a solemn face.

"This Northern Expedition, the kingdom must take it down and hold it in our hands!"

"Oh, we? Bertard, you mean the kingdom?..."

"It is the kingdom."

Shilot pondered for a while, then nodded slowly.

"Nice proposal, very good! Do you have a suitable candidate?"

"His Royal Highness, there is a person who is very familiar with Canines and is also good at dealing with tribal leaders."

Bertard smiled slightly. Sherlot thought for a while and smiled.

"Indeed, after so many years of polishing, it's time to reuse him. Send an envoy to recall him here, and I want to see him first. Well, how is the situation in Palms City now?"

"His Royal Highness, the city of Palms, as the core of the state of Palms, has already fallen into the hands of the Guaquili. Now entrenched there, occupying the fertile soil by the river, is the leader of the Guaquili Tribe Alliance, a member of the 'Red Dog' tribe. Chichika. Among the many tribes, the 'Red Dog' tribe is the strongest, with tens of thousands of tribal people. They are all soldiers and have more than 3,000 soldiers. They are the most unruly! A few days ago, Chichika also sent The messenger has come with a message..."

"Oh, that message! 'The Great Chief of the 100,000 Guaquilis, the Master of the Northern Wasteland, the Sacred Dog King Chichika, the Great Chief of the Aztecs, the Master of the Southern Lake District'... Haha, so It's him!"

Shiroute laughed out loud. Then, his face turned cold and he made a stern decision.

"The dog-born is afraid of power but not virtuous, sitting on the well and watching the sky, blindly arrogant. This time the coalition forces march north until the city of Palms falls and Chichika is sacrificed!"

"Follow your will!"

Bertard bowed his head in a salute. In the sparse wind and rain, the two continued to discuss the situation in the Northland. With the fight with the Guakili, the coalition forces captured many canine warriors, and also clearly learned the details of each tribe.

There are eight large tribes of the Guaquili dog who invaded south, each with thousands of troops. Large tribes are the leaders of the dogborn's actions, and there are often several ordinary tribes that obey orders around them. The eight tribes are "red dog", "red fox", "flamingo", "red deer", "red monkey", "red salamander", "red frog" and "red cat".

In the Guaquili culture, red represents the sacred, and the tribe's name is the animal totem worshipped. The canines on the plateau only have ancestor worship and totem beliefs, and there is no unified deity. Their spiritual world is still in ignorance, and it is a blank fertile ground for religious dissemination.

After the Otomi people have completely shrunk, the plundering canine tribes will no longer be able to take advantage. The mountain people gathered in large villages with hundreds of warriors garrisoned. Two or three ordinary tribes were simply unable to capture the garrisoned villages. And once a large number of canines stay for too long, they will be targeted by the patrolling coalition forces.

Shulot's imperial guards have attacked several times, pursued them all the way, and killed more than 100 red-haired soldiers. Seeing that looting was unprofitable, the northern frontier ceased altogether.

"His Royal Highness, the eight large tribes settled and cultivated while sending envoys to the coalition forces. Their alliance is not stable, and their interests are not the same. There are many places that can be operated..."

Hearing this, Shilot shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

"Bottard, the kingdom will recruit the dog-born, but don't be in a hurry. Look at the clouds in the sky, first the thunder rolls, and then the rain and dew. Facing the rebellious dog-born, there will always be two battles to force them. Only when you reach the dead end can you communicate and surrender! If you don’t shed enough blood, how can you have deep fear and loyalty? In addition, this time the dog descended south, and the slaughter along the way was heavy. We always have an explanation to the Otomi allies. ."

The king decided the fate of tens of thousands of canine descendants in an understatement. His smile was indifferent and calm, but there seemed to be boundless blood flowing.

Bertard froze. He looked at the mature young king, remembered his youthful past, and slowly revealed a smile. After a while, the samurai captain took out a scroll and continued to report.

"His Royal Highness, I have had many banquets with the leaders of Otomi. Combined with the investigation of the scouts, I have roughly figured out the situation of the three states of Otomi. After the war, Ottopan has a population of about 200,000, and the Ding Zhuang is around 30,000. Although Guamare State has a large area, it has only a population of more than 100,000, or about 20,000 Ding. During the dog looting, they lost at least more than 10,000 people. The population of Palms State was originally It is equivalent to Guamare, and it is estimated that it will lose half of it when it falls into the hands of the dog."

"Ah? So, in five years, there are only about 400,000 left of the one million Otomi people?"

Shulot thought for a moment, his face surprised. He remembered the desolation that often appeared on the face of the old priest Ault, and vaguely empathized.

"His Royal Highness, plus the more than 100,000 Otomi people in Hirotepec, it should be more than half a million."

"Oh, more than half a million..."

The king shook his head and whispered to himself.

"Striving for land to fight, killing people everywhere; ups and downs in troubled times, but struggling to survive..."

"Your Highness, the situation in the north is like this. This month, many messengers came to the Hekou Fortress to report the details of the kingdom's spring farming."

"Well, to elaborate."

"The spring ploughing in Gyeonggi and Hekou County has been completed on time. New-style stepping plows have been put into use in various military and civilian villages, and the accumulated manure has also been filled into the fields. For these new-style farming improvements, the villagers in various places are still Having doubts, only to be appeased by the priests with the will of the gods."

"Bottard, don't worry. When the autumn harvest this year, and seeing the increased grain production, the villagers will fully accept the new farming methods and be grateful to the priests. The autumn harvest is a good opportunity for missionaries!"

Shirott was full of confidence. Manure and ploughs have been used in the Celestial Dynasty for thousands of years, and he has also practiced in the Alliance. It's just that it is difficult for him to explain the principle to the priests, and it needs to be implemented by the will of the gods.

"In another two years, when the people's strength is restored, we can consider building dams to thoroughly manage Lake Patzcuaro. Only when the dams are completed and the floods in the rainy season and the salt water in the mountains can be fully controlled, a lot of manpower can be invested to build a truly high-yield Chinan. Pa!"

Hearing the floating field of Chinampa in the water, Bertard's eyes flashed. Chinampa, a name that all Mexicans yearn for, stands for harvest, abundance and prosperity. He thought about it for a moment, then took out another paper roll and unfolded it, but it was full of delicate handwriting.

"His Royal Highness, this is Talea's report. According to your instructions, the various departments of the Shenqi Institute are expanding. Among them, the Industry and Mining Department and the Gunpowder Department have once again increased their production. The Military Industry Department has accumulated thousands of bronze armors. , the first qualified Sun Condor cannon has been successfully trial-produced..."

"Ah, the Bronze Eagle Cannon has finally been successfully trial-produced!"

Hearing this, Shulot was overwhelmed with emotion, and his face was filled with joy. He turned around and looked at the sky in the south, wishing to immediately return with his wings and watch the test firing of the Eagle Cannon. After a while, the king suppressed his ups and downs and said with a smile.

"Tilippi did not live up to my expectations and should be rewarded generously! After I have checked the performance of the Eagle Cannon and beat him, I will promote him to a hereditary noble."

"His Royal Highness, besides Tilippi, you should also reward someone. He alone contributed at least one-tenth of the kingdom's tax revenue!"

"Oh, who is it? It has such financial resources?"

The king looked at the samurai chief curiously.

"Director Lozano of the Special Trade Bureau. In half a year, he made thousands of 'jewels' of various colors. In order to control the price, the kingdom has only sold a small part. Even so, the jade merchants in the world are already crazy, the former The spies who come to spy are hard to catch."

"Thousands of pounds...'jewels'..."

The corners of Shilot's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but in the face of the huge profits of the glass trade, his words turned into another sentence.

"Lozano has no promotion for the time being. We must strictly protect his safety. As for the requirements of life and enjoyment, we will try our best to meet them! In addition, I instruct him to develop colorless gems as soon as possible. The original firing process must continue. Improve, make it as close to natural gems as possible!"

Bertard smiled, took out the paper and wrote it down. Then, he added again.

"His Royal Highness, the first catamaran canoe trial-produced by the shipbuilder has just been launched in Lake Quetzeo. The master craftsmen are adjusting the details of the hull and sails. When the northern expedition is over, there should be results when we return. It's gone!"

Hearing the good news, Shulot was in a happy mood. Every scientific and technological research and development can always bring happiness to the development of civilization. Bertard waited for the king to digest for a moment, and then asked solemnly.

"Guamar dog breeds in the northwest sent messengers. When this cold wave hit, tribes from all over the country were moving south. They were also impacted. They caught more than 10,000 dog breeds and wanted to sell them to us."

"Oh?"

Hearing the population trade, Shilott was refreshed.

"Which one did they capture? What is the proportion of Ding Zhuang?"

"It's mainly the Zacatecas people in the far northwest, and there are also some Guaquili people. The dog descendants who go south are not old or weak, and there are half and half of Ding Zhuang and women."

"Tell them that the kingdom will have it all. Young Ding Zhuang and school-age women like this will all be placed in Hekou County."

The king did not hesitate, and immediately decided. Population is the cornerstone of civilization, and the new kingdom also has enough assimilation ability. He thought about it and added.

"By the way, bring a sample and ask the Guamal people. In addition to grain, salt, cotton cloth, weapons and cotton armor, do they want gems? Any color..."

Bertard laughed dumbly, and then wrote down the king's orders.

Shirot looked at Yuankong, thought for a while, and asked again.

"The canines invaded the south, the Otomi people elected a new leader... For these northern incidents, I sent messengers to report to King Avet, and asked for the support of the alliance. Counting the days, there should be a reply. Does the king have Reply coming?"

"His Royal Highness, the kingdom has not yet received a reply from the alliance, and it may take some time. However, there seems to be some unfavorable rumors in the capital of the lake for His Royal Highness to help Prince Giova become the leader of the Otomi people."

"This matter, it is indeed easy to spread rumors..."

Shilote thought for a moment and sighed. He took out a letter he had just written from his pocket and gave it to the samurai chief.

"Bottard, this is my letter to Alyssa. There are some personal words on it, some northerly sightings, and greetings relayed to Avit~www.readwn.com~ I am again from Priest Ort There are some strange plants unique to the North, and some Otomi people's potions and secrets as gifts. You will send messengers tonight, rush day and night, send letters and gifts to the capital of the lake, and deliver them to Ali in person Sarah's hands!"

Bertard nodded, carefully collected the letter, and set off immediately. Before leaving, he paused and bowed to the king.

"His Royal Highness, Princess Alyssa looks innocent and innocent, but her heart is like a mirror. She is your best support! As long as you communicate with the princess from time to time and tell the details of important events... There will be no rift between you and the king."

Hearing this, Shulot lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent. When he opened his eyes again, the samurai chief had already gone far. The king raised his head, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and smiled helplessly.

"The white clouds are pure and flawless. I didn't want her to be contaminated by the dust. But the rainy season comes with the wind, and the clouds may be covered in a blink of an eye... Thunder falls from the sky, how can the clouds stay away?"

The king was independent at the top of the city, and his voice gradually became low. A thunderous thunder sounded from the sky, and the heavy rain fell again. This raindrop fell on the face and fell into the mouth. When tasting it lightly, it carried the fragrance of clouds~

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