Aztec Eternals

You can search "Aztec's Eternal Search Novel( in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

The night was deeper. The moonlight is sparse, the stars disappear, the earth is in shadow, and the mountains and forests are in darkness.

The barracks of the Imperial Guard Corps were stern, quiet and chilling. Elite samurai with torches patrolled outside the camp. They guarded the king in the big tent, and also guarded against the nobles who lived in the small town.

Shulot was dressed in military uniform and sat cross-legged in the big tent. He was holding a volume of books in his hands, and beneath him sat a soft jaguar rug. The brazier was lit in the tent, the ceiling was open, and the night wind poured in from time to time. It's still warm in the South in November, and you can sleep peacefully without a cotton blanket.

After watching for a while, the king was inexplicably a little hot. He threw the book in his hand, revealing the cover of the book. It was the new tax ordinance issued by the Alliance, which had just been promulgated. The regulations further strengthened the authority of King Avet, and clarified the tribute requirements of the nobles, starting with this year's annual tribute. In other words, it is to centralize power and increase the taxes of nobles at all levels, including the Kingdom of the Lake of course.

Sherlot took a deep breath and let it out again. Then, he looked at the samurai chief.

"Bottard, how are the southern nobles?"

"His Royal Highness, some nobles left overnight, and some stayed in small towns. Most of them should have accepted their fate, but only a few seem to be struggling."

"Well, send messengers to let the three legions heading south to speed up! The western legion controls Apatchingan. The east legion settles in Kuramo City, and the middle legion isolates the two places, depending on the situation, east or west. As long as the king The army quickly moved south to control the important areas, no matter how harsh the restrictions were, the nobles from all over the country could only obey!"

"As ordered, Your Highness."

The samurai chief nodded and saluted, then summoned his personal guards to arrange messengers.

Shirout picked up the book and read it for a while, still feeling restless in his heart. He spoke suddenly.

"Bottard, the Gulamo family..."

"Your Highness?"

"nothing."

The king said a half sentence, and then said nothing. Bertard bowed his head slightly, knowing that he didn't ask any further questions. The tent continued to be quiet until Shield Wetters entered the tent to report back.

"Your Highness!"

"Ok."

"Some great nobles in the south have sent messengers."

"not see."

"It's the girl who danced at night, just outside the tent."

Hearing this, Shulot raised his head and saw a slender shadow through the curtain of the tent, standing quietly beside the fire at the entrance of the tent.

The king glanced at the warrior captain, and Bertard lowered his head without any expression. After hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth.

"Let her in... Listen to what the Gulamo family has to say."

"As ordered, Your Highness."

Tells led the charge. Soon, the tent door opened again. A beautiful girl, barefooted, stepped into the tent. There was a breeze blowing from the ceiling, the brazier swayed gently, and there was some faint elk fragrance in the big tent, which seemed to be more attractive.

"Your Majesty, I greet you."

Medina knelt down and bowed, as graceful as a cat. Her voice trembled slightly, like a cry, as if a cat's claws were scratching her heart.

"Ok."

The king was expressionless, staring at the beauty on the ground.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the patriarch asked me to come here."

Medina raised her head, revealing a pretty face full of tears.

"Please, ease the punishment on the family."

Shirot raised his brows slightly, and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, the Zicao family has guarded the south for generations. Kuramo City and Lake Atojak are our home."

Medina has a mist in her eyes. She took two steps on her knees and approached the brazier in the tent. The light of the fire completely illuminated her body, revealing a graspable plumpness and an unbearable waist.

"Your Majesty, the patriarch is willing to hand over 70% of the land and the mouth, only to keep the manor fief on the north bank of the lake. The Zicao family is willing to be your most loyal servant, drive for you, and dedicate...our body and soul."

Having said that, the girl slowly took off her black robe, revealing her perfect body. She stretched out a jade finger, put it in her red lips, gently shook her waist, and slowly stood up from the ground with only the strength of her calf. Her body is so soft, like a curled cat, suddenly stretched out, showing slenderness and laziness.

Shirot took a breath, and a heat surged up in his lower abdomen. But at this moment, he still maintained his rationality and said to the girl in front of him in a deep voice.

"The Zicao family must leave the southern part of the kingdom. On the north bank of Lake Atoyake, the kingdom must be brought under its direct control!"

Hearing this, Medina lowered her eyes, and the king in front of her wanted to occupy her beautiful hometown and drive her family to the northern wasteland. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of love.

"Your Majesty, please let me dance a song for you, Vastek's Cat Dance~"

Medina gave the king a coquettish sideways glance, her eyes swirling, as if water were about to drip. Then, she parted her hair, swayed with bare feet, and danced in front of the king.

Shirot's breathing became heavier, and he couldn't say anything when he refused. His gaze moved with the girl's body, passing over the undulating plumpness, the constricted waist, and the ups and downs again. He watched as jade-like legs danced, the silver bells at the ankles rang softly, and the pink slender feet stepped on the catwalk... The heart of a king, scorching hot in the rising flames, was going through an unprecedented test.

Medina changed her dancing posture, showing the beauty of a girl to the fullest. She is like a ball of soft and boneless water, dancing in front of the king, attracting the tyrannical fire. Her footsteps were beating like drums, and she fell into the king's heart together with the gasping of excessive physical exertion. Then, the intense dance suddenly eased and paused softly. She was tired like a playful cat, lying on the ground silently, her slender feet swaying gently, bringing a crisp bell sound.

The bell swayed softly, and the cat fell asleep and woke up. She whispered softly, lay on the ground, and stretched her charming lazy waist. Then, the cat flexibly crawled two steps, came to the king, hugged the king's legs coquettishly, raised his head, and revealed a beautiful face.

Medina looked charming, stuck out her tongue, and licked her delicate lips. Then, she looked at the king with pure desire, like an innocent cat, and let out a soft cry.

"Meow~"

Xiulott's body froze in an instant, and the heat flowed straight from his lower abdomen to the top of his head, causing his eyes to turn red in an instant. The king suddenly stretched out his hand, firmly grasped the girl's arm, and grabbed the opponent from the ground, like an eagle grabbing a cat. Rulan's breath came to the nostrils, as if with some kind of aphrodisiac spice, evoking the wildest desires in the hearts of the people,

The king's eyes were red and he looked at the soft girl, like a beast that was about to devour people. Then, with the last reason and precaution, he decisively stretched out his arms and threw the girl forward.

"Retreat!!"

"what!"

Medina took two steps and slumped onto the carpet. She covered her arms in pain, tears in her eyes. She looked at the king helplessly, and turned into a poor deer again.

"His Majesty..."

"Hoo! Tell Gulamo!"

Shirot took a few heavy breaths and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hand over your fiefs obediently, go to the north bank of the Leman River and seal them up! Don't play such tricks again!"

Hearing this, Bertard glanced at His Highness and smiled quietly. Silence fell in the tent. Only the girl's low cry.

Shirot took a few deep breaths and gradually calmed down. Then, he looked at Medina, who had fallen to the ground, and sighed lightly. The king stood up, took two steps forward, lifted the girl from the ground, and put on a black robe to cover her.

"Medina, tell your father."

The king's actions are gentle and his words are indifferent.

"On the north bank of the Leman River, there is also fertile land. There is a vast land and sparsely populated area. It is said to be a fief of more than 20,000 mu, but in fact it has infinite possibilities. The kingdom needs manpower to guard the north and balance the forces of the Otomi tribes. Power. Like his ancestors, he can open up frontiers, recruit barbarians, and rebuild a fertile territory!"

Then, Shirot took a step back and looked at the girl calmly.

"Also, as long as Gulamo surrenders his territory as soon as possible and sets an example, the kingdom can let him take hundreds more... Remember, Medina?"

Medina lowered her eyes and said nothing. After a while, she tightened her black robe and nodded silently.

"Well, remember."

"Okay, then you go down!"

Shilot turned around, took two steps, and remembered something.

"Bertard."

"Your Highness, I am here."

The samurai chief responded respectfully, replying from the quiet sculpture state ~www.readwn.com~ to send a few samurai to **** Medina back. "

A smile appeared on the king's face.

"Give her another pot of hot honey tea. After dancing for so long, I sweat a lot. Drink some hot tea to refresh myself."

Bertard nodded. From the pot on the brazier, he scooped out hibiscus tea with honey and poured it into a pot. The pottery pot is simple in shape and bears the emblem of the royal family. It is the newly fired purple sand pottery.

"Miss Medina, let's go."

The warrior chief walked in quietly and handed the warm clay pot to the girl's arms.

Medina nodded silently and hugged the clay pot tightly. She took a few steps and came to the big tent, suddenly turned around and smiled.

"Your Majesty, the patriarch has his plans. But I, I simply adore you~"

Hearing the sound, Shiloh looked around, but saw the girl showing a charming smile. She put her finger to her mouth, kissed it tenderly, and waved to the king.

"My king! I just want to dedicate myself to you!"

The king stood there in a daze, looked at the girl's back, and disappeared outside the tent. He was lost in his heart. At this moment, the king's cold and hard heart finally began to melt, and he lost his defense in front of a beautiful girl.

The latest chapter address of Aztec Eternals: https://

The Aztec Eternals full text reading address: https://

Aztec Eternals txt download address: https://

Aztec's Eternal Mobile Read: https://

For the convenience of reading next time, you can click the \"Favorite\" below to record the reading record of this (Chapter 381 Charm), and you can see it when you open the bookshelf next time!

If you like "Aztec Eternals", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()