Aztec Eternals

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In July, the heaviest rainy season has arrived, accompanied by a hot summer. During the same period of rain and heat, the crops in the field were injected with majestic vitality. The corn is jointing fast, the kidney beans are climbing up around the circle, and the pumpkin is covering the farmland, shading the sun from the growth of the weeds.

In agricultural production in pre-industrial societies, large livestock were not only an important source of power, but also a major source of manure. The daily excretion of an adult cow will reach an astonishing 80 pounds or more. In the famous grass field rotation, fallow fields are planted with pasture, which is then effectively fertilized by grazing by large livestock.

However, in the closure of the country in the lake, due to the lack of large livestock, the compost in the village is very limited, so it can only focus on supplying part of the farmland. Farmers in the Lake District followed the priest's instructions and concentrated the compost accumulated over the year into selected public fields to provide "life" for the fast-growing crops. So far, most of the field management has been done. The next step is to patiently wait for the divine power of the Lord God to let the crops mature and the fields to be harvested.

The scorching sun and heavy rain alternated, and the busy village gradually returned to calm, giving birth to new vitality. The king flag of the black wolf patrols the villages, from the western boundary of Sakapu, Hekou County, to the hilly eastern boundary. And going further, is the feudal kingdom of the glorious noble Tepopolo.

Summer is empty, the sun is shining. The king flag of the black wolf stopped again, this is a canine village close to the border. In the midst of the chill, three hundred guard warriors, wearing bronze armor, holding shields and axes, were scattered to guard the village inside and outside the village. And beside the king are Bertard, Toltec, Ozoma, and Keka, four brave generals. Wearing bronze helmets and heavy armor, they followed in the footsteps of the king, guarding them at all times.

In the village, hundreds of dogs, Ding Zhuang, bowed their heads in silence, crouching quietly in the corner, like a turkey frightened by a pack of wolves. In the Ding Zhuang group, the former chief of the red salamander Ashlot was dressed as an old peasant. With his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, he lowered his head and huddled in the corner of the village, silent and unobtrusive.

"Not bad, very good! Priest Taiya, I have been traveling all the way and have seen more than 20 Guajili villages. Only you are the best here!"

After seeing the farmland of the village and the altar of the Lord God, Shulot finally had a smile on his face.

"As a newly established Guaquili village, you have completed the farming requirement of 8 mu per square. I am amazed! And the two villages next door have only completed half of the farming task!"

Having said that, the king became more and more satisfied, and nodded to the old priest Thea. The other party hurriedly respectfully returned the salute.

"Most of the village priests complained to me that the dogs were unruly, lazy and slippery, unwilling to work in peace. Many Ding Zhuang went out privately, hunting birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, and went to Prepecha village to steal chickens and dogs... ."

"I sent people to investigate, and I know that the priests are right. I didn't punish them, but I was always unhappy. It wasn't until I got here and saw the village under your control that I was relieved."

Shulot paused and asked with a smile.

"Priest Taiya, what governance experience do you have, can you tell me about it and promote it to other villages? Say it with confidence, I won't take credit for you, haha!"

The old priest Thea took a peek and determined that His Majesty was very happy. He said the same with a smile.

"Your Majesty, everything is under the protection of the Lord God! The light of the Lord God guides me and tirelessly spreads the faith! The light of the Lord God also illuminates the hearts of the devotees and influences the Guaquili tribe in the village! When they believe in the Lord God, they will Listen to the divine voice and consciously obey the guidance. Then, the devotees will lead the rest of the tribe to work day and night to complete the task of spring ploughing!"

"The devotees? The Guaquili tribe?"

Hearing this, Shilot raised his brows. He looked at the expression of the old priest, thought for a moment, and nodded slowly.

"That's right, Priest Taia. You really did a good job in spreading your beliefs, and you should be rewarded! As for what you just said, who are the devotees in the village?"

Hearing this, Priest Teia showed a confident smile. He said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, there are many devotees in the village. But there is a Guaquili believer, who is most favored by the Lord God! He is the most devout and does the most farm work, and often prays to the Lord God. But in January, he taught himself writing and mastered the After reading the Ari Sutra, he can even recite it! With the gift of the Lord God, he already has the qualification to become a priest!"

"What? One month, self-study writing? Reciting the Ari Sutra?"

Shulot was greatly surprised. He glanced at the black wolf subconsciously, and the black wolf lowered his head in shame, but Keka remained silent.

"Exactly! Some time ago, I heard him recite the scriptures, and my heart was greatly shocked! It turns out that as long as the faith and prayers come from the heart, the light of the Lord God will naturally fall into the hearts of the devotees, enlighten their wisdom, and wash them away. Let them obey His Majesty's will! This is definitely a manifestation of the mighty power of the Lord God, and maybe it can be used as an example to spread in the major dioceses, so that all the Guajili tribes can learn from him..."

The old priest Thea looked pious, while holding the amulet around his neck and praying, he told His Majesty in detail.

Shirote's eyes flashed, and his face was clear. He nodded knowingly.

"Very good! Priests of Taia, if there is such a smart devotee, he should be able to spread the kingdom and even the entire alliance! Not only will he be reused by the priesthood, but those who discover him will also be promoted and can be promoted directly. Level 1!"

"Praise Your Majesty! Thank you for your generosity!"

The old priest Thea immediately knelt down on the ground and bowed to your majesty. Then, he stood up and shouted to the crowd impatiently.

"Ano, the devout! Come here! Your Majesty is summoned!"

Hearing this, Ashlot in the crowd shuddered. He raised his head cautiously, and saw hundreds of pairs of eyes swishing together. Ding Zhuang, the dog of the village, with an envious look, consciously separated to both sides to make way for the boss. But after a few breaths, he was like a fish caught out of the water by a fishing rod, exposed to everyone.

Ashlot looked around, three hundred armored warriors and several brave generals. Running away at this time, there is absolutely no hope, only to be chopped into minced meat. He took a deep breath, his expression was calm, and he slowly walked towards the king, holding a sharp bronze **** in his hand.

A hundred paces, fifty paces, thirty paces, ten paces... As Ashlot got closer, Bertard suddenly frowned.

"Ok?"

He took a quick step forward, stood in front of His Highness, and held the bronze sword at his waist.

"Put down your **** and take off your cloak."

"Yes."

Ashlot paused, bowed his back, and nodded. He dropped his **** and took off his cloak, revealing striking red hair and a dark, dusty face.

"Huh?! Red-haired hunter?"

Bertard pulled out his bronze sword with a "dang" and held it diagonally in front of him, ready to launch a deadly attack at any time!

"Your Majesty, Arno is not a red-haired hunter! All the red-haired elites in the village have been recruited by the legion."

The old priest Thea quickly explained. Then, he pointed to the crowd and said with a smile.

"Look, there are no ferocious jaguars in the mountains, and the lynx decides on its own! After the tribe was completely dispersed, Ding Zhuang of these villages tried to dye their hair red and pretended to be red-haired hunters who were good at fighting."

Bertard heard the reputation and saw that among the hundreds of strong people in the village, one or two hundred had dyed red hair. He relaxed his vigilance a little, but still watched Arnold closely.

"Ha ha!"

Sherlot glanced at it and laughed. He looked at the two chiefs beside him and said jokingly.

"Ozoma, Miwa, I didn't expect that there are only a thousand people here, and there are so many redheads! We recruited a lot of elites from your personal soldiers before, why don't we supply these redheads to you?"

Hearing this, Miwa shook his head with a bitter face.

"Great Chief, these Ding Zhuang are not even warriors, what do I want them for? Look at their red color, they are messy, not pure at all, and they are not dyes on the wasteland!"

"Respected Great Chief, the warriors of the tribe have all been recruited into the legion. These people are just ordinary Ding Zhuang."

Orzoma agreed aloud, but sighed in his heart. After 700 miles of migration, the tribe was disintegrated, the tribesmen were divided into flag teams and settled in villages, and the rules of the wasteland collapsed. If Ding Zhuang dared to do this on the wasteland, they would definitely be sent to the hunting ground between the tribes, and they would not survive for a year at all!

Hearing Orzoma's voice, Ashlot shivered nervously. Only then did he distinguish that among the generals wearing bronze helmets in front of them, there was actually a **** red monkey chief! The shameless red monkey didn't die, and was still beside the Great Chief Death!

"A Nuo, why did you come here to meet His Majesty? Why don't you go to the well and wash your face!"

The old priest Thea glanced at Arno and reprimanded. Then, he respectfully saluted the king.

"Your Majesty, please forgive Arno's rudeness..."

"It's okay!"

Shirott smiled and waved his hand. He looked at the Guaquiri head man dressed as an old farmer in front of him, and said gently.

"Anuo, don't be nervous. I heard that you believe in the Lord God and learn Chinese characters. In just one month, you can memorize the Ari Sutra?"

"Your Majesty, praise you! I, I can only memorize some chapters..."

Ashlot deliberately hoarse his voice and said cautiously.

"Oh? Then recite the passages you have memorized."

Sherlot nodded with a smile, and had a good impression of the honest and simple head in front of him.

"...The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is prehistoric. Those who obey the gods will ascend to the kingdom of heaven and enjoy peace forever. Those who disobey the gods will sink into the abyss of the earth, turn into gold and stone, and will never be freed... Must believe in my **** Vizielopochit Li, whose power is infinite, from the past to the future, controls all existence, until the end..."

"...The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and the constellations of the stars are arranged. The Lord God is in charge of the changes in the sky, giving the world sunlight to survive, using the moon and the stars to reveal the truth of the world, and then teaching the truth to the servants of God..."

Ashlot stammered on his back, trying his best to appear ordinary. After reciting two paragraphs, he quickly shook his head, indicating that he would not.

"Arono, why do you only carry so much back!"

Seeing this, the old priest Thea was a little anxious. He stretched out his old hand and grabbed Arnold's arm like he was the only hope.

"Last time, when you saw me, you recited more than a dozen paragraphs!"

"I... saw Your Majesty... nervous...forgot...can't remember..."

Ashlot answered tremblingly, looking cramped and embarrassed.

"Ok..."

Shilot frowned slightly, pondering. Arno's performance is obviously far from the gift of the Lord God. However, the kingdom really needs a devout canine priest who can serve as an example of propaganda and form a breakthrough in canine belief. After measuring for a moment, Shilot made up his mind. He smiled and said to Tia.

"Wisdom can be taught the day after tomorrow, and talent can also be supplemented with education. But only piety, only devout faith, is the only way to the light of the Lord God! Priest Taia, the devout Alo you recommend is very good. In the Lord God It seems that he is fully qualified to become the second-level missionary priest of the kingdom!"

"Ah! Your Majesty, thank you for your generosity! Arno will definitely dedicate his life to the Lord God!..."

The old priest Thea was delighted, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground. Arno, as an example among the Guaquili dog breeds, has just become a priest and is a second-level priest, standing directly at the end of his struggle. However, at this moment, he did not have any jealousy, only full of joy. With a smile on his face, he reached out and pulled Arnold, who was standing still.

"A Nuo, don't you kneel down and salute to your majesty!"

"Uh..."

Only then did Ashlot react. He only recited two paragraphs, and turned out to be the second-level priest of the cactus tribe? The rules of the cactus tribe are really hard to understand. While thinking hard, he fell to his knees and repeated the old priest's words.

"Praise Your Majesty! Thank you for your generosity! I will definitely dedicate my life to the Lord God!..."

Shilot smiled and looked at Arno who was kneeling with satisfaction. Although the other party may not seem to have a bright head~www.readwn.com~, but honesty, simplicity, piety and obedience, it is rare for a priest of Taia to find such a person. Well, the village management of the Taiya priests is very good, and with the credit for the recommendation, he can indeed be promoted to the second level. Thinking of this, the king cleared his throat and announced.

"Priest Taiya, you have done a good job. The light of the Lord God is shining on you. From today, you are the second-level missionary priest of the kingdom..."

Not far away, Orzoma frowned. He stared at Arnold kneeling in front of him, always feeling an inexplicable familiarity. The Red Monkey Chief's eyes swept over Arno repeatedly, and finally stopped on the other side's red hair. His expression gradually became solemn.

"This hair... this color... this, this is the dye of the wasteland! He's a real redhead hunter!"

Orzoma was taken aback. An elite red-haired hunter who pretended to be stupid and sneaked within three steps of His Majesty, kneeling on the ground, unable to see the movements in his hands at all... What does he want to do? !

Thinking of this, Orzoma shivered and made an instant decision. He stepped forward abruptly, and in the surprised and wary eyes of the samurai captain, he kicked Arno to the ground. Then, he slammed out the battle stick from his waist and pointed it directly at Arnold's throat.

"Your Majesty, he is an assassin!"

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