Aztec Eternals

October came from a smoky sky with blazing flames, and landed in the Sierra Madre d'Or in the north. This is the season when the vegetation is dying, the leaves in the mountains are falling, and the pine needles in the forest are paving the ground. Once the terrifying mountain fire is ignited, it will spread rapidly along the mountains, with the momentum of devouring everything!

The fire was burning along the mountains and forests, and no one could stop it. Ozoma and Massat kept at their feet, and with more than 2,000 soldiers, fled from the red monkey camp to the flamingo camp, and then wrapped the flamingo tribe and fled to the red dog's main camp that had been built for a long time.

Red Dog Chief Chichika has not had time to rebuke, but the fire head more than ten meters high is approaching. Thousands of dog descendants had to abandon the steep and complete main business, discard the messy and stacked materials, and continue to flee in a hurry. Then, the fierce mountain fire devoured the red salamander camp again, burning white ground for twenty miles all the way, and then stopped in front of the turning mountain range, and then gradually stopped.

Here, the mountain road that runs eastwards abruptly turns to the north and merges into the main vein of the Sierra Madre d'Or. The mountains of the main range are more steep and steep, with large areas of brown rocks exposed, and the forests have become very sparse. And continue to the north for fifty miles, is the old nest of tens of thousands of dog descendants, Palms Valley.

The terrible fire finally stopped! The five major tribes and thousands of canine warriors all breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone was disheartened, and their psychological shadows were burned by the mountain fire. The fire caused panic among the people, and many ordinary tribes were demoralized and fled in random places.

Fortunately, the canines have always run fast, and the baggage is not much. The five major tribes each stopped their troops and rested in the newly built camp in the rear. Although this new camp was on a dangerous terrain, it had just been built and was the last line of defense against the southern coalition forces.

Chichika's leader has been dusty and settled in the camp. Then, he immediately counted the manpower, summoned the leaders of the various ministries, and launched a tribal military discussion.

"...So, with seven thousand soldiers in each battalion, only five thousand are gathered in the new camp at the moment?!"

Chief Red Dog clenched his fists, and there seemed to be anger burning in his eyes. When he set out on this expedition, he brought nearly 10,000 soldiers, and all of them had high morale! Even if the Red Dog, Red Deer, and Red Monkey fought one after another and lost more than 2,000 people, there were still at least 7,000. As a result, after a fire, there were only 5,000 soldiers left, most of whom had low morale and panicked like defeated soldiers.

Hearing this, the red salamander chief Ashlot coughed and explained to the leader in a low voice.

"The big leader, the elites of each division suffered very little loss. The 2,000 warriors who escaped were mainly the tribesmen who were recruited from ordinary tribes. At that time, when the fierce mountain fire hit, the tribes lost their restraints, and the tribesmen fled first. They went all the way. Running along the mountain road, it is about escaping straight back to the valley."

Hearing Ashlot's words, the Chichika leader was expressionless and just loosened his fist.

It is worth mentioning that in the Nahua language, Xolotl is a black tengu, representing the **** of fire and thunder, death and new life. Axolotl, on the other hand, means salamander in the water. The two names are so similar. Because the salamander can be reborn from a broken limb, which symbolizes the power of death and new life, it was also endowed with divinity by the Nawa ancestors.

Among the major tribes, the red salamander tribe was the first to return to the leader of Shun Chichika, so it was arranged in the last camp to preside over logistical affairs. Ashlott witnessed the entire rout with his own eyes, and knew the situation of the various ministries, so he was not anxious at this time. He smiled and continued.

"Big Chief, although the mountain fire is fierce, it burns in a straight line, leaving plenty of way to escape. Very few soldiers are really buried in the fire. You can send them back to the valley as long as you send messengers back to the valley. Recruitment! The food stored in each battalion is less than half a month, and the baggage is very small. Even if it is burned by the fire, it will not be a pity."

"What's more, this fire cut off the entire mountain road and resisted the southern coalition forces for ten days! Maybe the cactus warriors on the opposite side have already collapsed in the fire. Now is the autumn harvest, wait for them to attack again. , all the ministries have finished harvesting the corn, and there is no more worries about food shortages!  …”

Chichika had a gloomy face and listened for a moment. He nodded affirmatively, then shook his head silently. Then Chief Red Dog took a tough cowhide whip and walked towards the dejected Orzooma.

"Ozoma, are you guilty?"

Chief Red Dog spoke in a deep voice, his voice as cold as a cold wave.

Ozoma raised his head and met the Chichika leader's eyes, his whole body trembling.

"Chichika, I'm not guilty! The mountains and forests in autumn are flammable. In order to rely on the mountains and forests for defense, there are hidden dangers in the positions of each battalion! Although I set the fire on my own initiative this time, causing the army to disperse... but if the When the Ztecs attacked the main camp, they set a fire in the forest and we were all dead!  …”

Ozoma yelled. He pondered for a long time in the past few days before finding some excuses. The locations where the battalions were stationed were exactly what Chichika chose.

"Ozoma, are you guilty?!"

Chichika was furious. His eyes were like knives, containing sharp killing intent, and the leather whip in his hand clenched tightly and creaking.

"I...I didn't..."

Massat secretly stretched out his foot and kicked Ozoma's knee. Chief Red Monkey wakes up. He looked around the big tent, the chief red salamander and the flamingo lost the camp for no reason, they were all sneering at him, and the other little chiefs were all dissatisfied. Under the anger of the crowd, if Chichika ordered him to be executed...Ozoma was shocked, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees.

"Big Chief, I'm guilty!... The Red Monkey Tribe first set up an ambush in the forest, and then fought to the death with the enemy in the camp, killing thousands of enemies before and after, but also suffered heavy casualties. Please read the merits of the soldiers, forgive me My fault!"

Seeing Ozoma kneeling down, Chichika's expression softened a little. He suppressed the killing intent in his heart and shouted angrily.

"Ozoma, you made a big mistake and caused the Alliance to lose three camps! As a leader, thinking of your achievements in the deadly battle, I will spare you! Now, take off your wolf robe, turn your back, and take fifty lashes. !"

"Ah? Fifty whips..."

Hearing this, Orzoma knelt on the ground, his face pale. He looked at the Red Deer Chief opposite him for help.

Massat frowned. Fifty lashes are really needed, and I am afraid that Orzoma can be beaten to death! The Chichika leader is taking advantage of the topic, intending to kill the monkey and stand up for power. He hesitated for a moment, sighed in his heart, and stood up.

"Respected Chief Chichika! The Southern Coalition Army is attacking fiercely, but Chief Red Monkey is resolutely resisting. He set up an ambush in the forest, rescued me, and made a contribution to the Alliance! This arson is also because the Southern Coalition forces attacked too hard. I have to use the fire to block the enemy... and please forgive me!"

"During the ambush, the Red Deer Tribe besieged the enemy generals and obtained a precious thick leather armor! It is invulnerable to arrows and spears, and it is very strong. Only true warriors can wear it. Chief, I would like to offer thick leather as a gift. Here, please forgive Ozoma's sins!"

Having said this, Chief Red Deer knelt down on one knee and bowed his head respectfully.

"Huh? The thick hide of a cactus warrior?"

Chichika was a little surprised. He looked at the obedient Red Deer Chief and was silent.

Among the tribes in the valley, the red salamander and the red stork are the most respectful, followed by the red deer tribe. The Red Monkey Tribe is the strongest and has always been the most rebellious. So for this expedition, he arranged the Red Deer and Red Monkey tribes at the forefront to fight the enemy first.

Although this wildfire came suddenly, the result was not unexpected. The Red Monkey Tribe lost 800 soldiers and was reduced to the bottom of the five divisions, and the Red Deer Tribe lost 600 people, only slightly better than the Red Monkey. The two divisions suffered heavy losses, and the chiefs became obedient. If you can subdue the drive, you don't have to kill Orzoma.

Thinking of this, Chichika's expression softened a little.

"Massat, bring the thick leather armor!"

The Red Deer Chief nodded and asked his guards to present the treasure armor. Chichika reached out and touched it, and she was overjoyed. He grinned and nodded slowly.

"Killing the enemy's leader and seizing thick leather armor can indeed offset some of the faults! Orzoma, if you miss your first offense, you will be fined 20 lashes! Are you convinced?"

Orzoma gritted his teeth and lowered his head to hide the hatred in his eyes. he whispered back.

"Respected leader, your rewards and punishments are fair, I am convinced!"

"Okay, turn around."

Chichika smiled fiercely, raised the whip in his hand, and pulled it mercilessly!

"Clap clap clap!..."

"Ahhh!..."

Orzoma knelt on the ground. At first, he gritted his teeth and was tortured, but in the end he couldn't resist and screamed mournfully. When many leaders heard the screams, they first froze in their hearts, then sneered and laughed in a low voice.

"Ozoma screamed like a monkey, really embarrassing the warriors in the wasteland..."

"With such a weak chief, it's no wonder that he can't resist the attack of the Otomi native dogs..."

After twenty lashes, Ozoma couldn't hold it any longer. He was covered in blood and fell to the ground softly, like a dead monkey, losing all face.

Chichika put down the blood-stained whip. He squatted down slowly, reached out to hold Orzoma's hair, stared into the eyes of the Red Monkey Chief, and said grimly.

"In the tradition of the southern tribes, there will be a great chief who will govern all the tribes. He is supreme and accepts the submission of all ordinary chiefs. And the ceremony of accepting submission is to hold each other's hair... Now, Orzoma, surrender to me!"

"Big Chief, I...I...I surrender to you..."

Ozoma has become hoarse. He opened his mouth and replied with difficulty, not daring to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Good! The great chief is dignified and just. He punishes erring chiefs and rewards good warriors. Ozoma, I have punished your faults with my own hands. Now, it is time to reward your warriors for their exploits!"

Seeing Orzoma's awe-inspiring expression, Chichika nodded in satisfaction. He stood up, paused, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and then he became dignified. Then, Chief Red Dog picked up the heavy bronze cloth armor with one hand and placed it beside Ozoma.

"Ozoma, I will reward you with the thick leather armor captured by the Red Deer Chief!"

"Ah! Thick leather armor?"

Massat let out a low voice. He looked at Orzoma on the ground, who was touching the thick armor, and his face was full of disbelief.

"This...this...Thank you, Chief!"

Orzoma was inexplicably dazed. He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, and saluted the Chichika leader, truly awe-inspiring.

"That's right! Orzoma, you can get up after twenty lashes from me. You are a tough warrior!"

Chichika grinned again. He beckoned, and the guard brought a clay pot. Then Chief Red Dog helped Orzoma up and shoved the clay pot in his hand.

"This is a precious herb prepared by the tribal witch doctor! It can heal wounds and will not be infected by the mana of the **** of death. This jar is all for you! Ozoma, you can rest in the rear camp for a few days in peace. Red Monkey Warrior I have suffered a lot of losses, I have fled all the way here, my morale is quite low, and I have to rest again!"

"Thank you... Big Chief..."

Orzoma took the pot with the herbs, and listened to Chichika's soothing reply in a low voice. At this moment, a sense of gratitude rose in his heart absurdly. Afterwards, Chief Red Monkey gritted his teeth secretly, made a jolt, and started thinking wildly.

"Damn Chichika, is he using sorcery on me? Why am I grateful to him..."

Chichika nodded with a light smile, then looked at Chief Red Deer beside him.

"And you, Massat, the Red Deer Tribe fought hard and suffered heavy casualties. You also brought the tribe and went to the rear camp to rest for two days. When the cactus tribe is repelled and returned to the valley, I will make up for the casualties for you!"

"Thank you, esteemed Great Chief! The Red Deer Tribe is willing to fight for you!"

Massat was very grateful and also paid homage.

Chichika nodded with a smile, and shook Massat's hair. Between one punishment and one reward, he showed the majesty of a big leader. The leaders of the various ministries in the tent looked in awe, and all bowed their heads in submission.

Amoxi stood in the corner of the tent, watching everything silently. The newly promoted Chief Red Crow has a deep gaze and remembers the scenes in his mind. In these days of following the leader of Chichika, the door to a new world is slowly opening to him, allowing him to transform silently.

After a moment, he looked out of the camp in silence. Although the huge mountain fire was gradually extinguished, the flame in his chest had just ignited.

"The truly powerful warrior is the leader who rules all warriors, and the wolf king who drives the wolves!..."

Not long ago, the wildfire hit and there was chaos. Amoxi thought about leaving in the chaos, but he didn't make it in the end. Because the red-haired warriors of the tribe have been staying in the rear camp of the army, and even Alan is among them. They acted at the same time as the red salamander warriors, messing around with each other, and it was difficult for them to escape. Since saving Uman last time, the Chichika leader did not take anger at Amoxi, but began to trust his ability and intend to promote him. He was also able to attend this important military meeting.

"My chiefs, my warriors!"

After rewarding and punishing the two chiefs, Chichika stood tall. He shouted to the crowd confidently in a passionate tone.

"Although our camp was burnt down in the wildfire, it also bought precious time! Now, this newly built camp controls the valley road, the mountains are majestic and towering, and the terrain is even more dangerous! As long as we defend here, no matter how weak The Otomi native dog, or the brave cactus warrior, can't do anything about it!"

"Our old camp, Palms Valley, is just fifty miles behind the camp! Now, we are no longer short of food, and we have harvested a lot of corn. You have all heard from the tribal messengers that the valley's farmland is far more productive than the wasteland! So rich We must keep the land and take it for our own!"

"When the mountain fire hit, the morale of the soldiers was a little low, but the southern tribes were also suffering from the mountain fire and suffered heavy losses! Now, I have sent messengers to recruit soldiers stationed in various tribes from the valley, and summon 10,000 reinforcements! There is enough With our brave warriors, we can defend this cottage until the enemy dies of old age!"

"... Warriors, I won't say more about the rest of the nonsense! As long as we defeat the cactus tribe, our brave Guaquili will be able to stay in the fertile valley and establish a powerful city-state alliance! At that time, the various ministries will You can make up for the loss from the looting. I will take you to the south, grab more food, rob skilled craftsmen, and rob the white and tender southern women! Ouch!!”

"Listen to the warchief! Repel the enemy~www.readwn.com~Occupy the valley! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!"

Hearing Chichika's mobilization for war, a group of demons danced wildly in the tent. The flamingo and the red salamander chief were the first to shout in agreement, followed by the red deer and the red monkey. The leaders of the various tribes were howling, and even the punished Orzoma roared hoarsely.

"Grab the grain, grab the craftsman, grab the southern woman!!"

The fanatical shouts echoed in the tent, and even the shadows swayed in the bonfire, transforming into the shape of greed, like a fish hooked by desire.

Shadows cast over Amosy in the corner, covering his face and causing him to lower his eyes. He thought of Kakalo again, of the words of the old chief when he parted.

"Asimo, the world of the wasteland is vast. Tribes are constantly migrating, eagles are flying away, everything is for vitality and hope, for inheritance and continuation... We can't resist the shadow, so it's time to leave now..."

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