Aztec Eternals

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To the east of the mountains, the sun is shining and the sea breeze is slightly warm. The comfortable southern seaside is unforgettable and a rare break from the long journey.

The three thousand Guachili regiments stopped for three days at Trout Village. On both sides of the Tulsa River, the canine warriors scrambled for food, like entering no man's land. The red-haired scouts went deep into the east of the Tahe River for dozens of miles, fought on a small scale with the scouts sent by Haenyeo City, and captured two survivors.

After torturing two survivors, the black wolf was greatly disappointed.

The ministries of Southeastern Tecos are in a state of readiness. Small tribes have moved to hide in the jungles of the Pumpkin Mare Mountains. Large-scale tribes gathered in Hai Nucheng, gathering tens of thousands of tribesmen, at least 6,000 or 7,000 Ding Zhuang who could defend the city.

Three thousand canine warriors fought against six or seven thousand Tekostinzhuang. If it was a field battle, the black wolf was sure to win the battle, and there would not even be too many casualties. But if it is to attack the fortress built on the mountain, it will be somewhat underpowered. And even if they were able to attack and win, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

"... Besides, the Guaquili Legion has been running for a long time and is quite tired. The soldiers have all grabbed the property again, and their fighting spirit is not as strong as before."

The black wolf stood at the mouth of the Tulsa River, looking at the turbulent river. Hundreds of canoes were swaying just by the river bank, and hundreds of Canine warriors happily stuffed the large items they had just collected into the canoes.

Canoes were the means of transporting food for the legion, and were also used to carry loot. The black wolf watched a young soldier pile up several baskets of corn and two bags of black beans in the boat. Another middle-aged warrior tied a turkey and threw it onto the boat. The turkey cooed vigorously at first, struggling desperately on the boat, feathers flying. The hounds were shouting and busy, and no one paid any attention to it. It screamed desperately for a while, then suddenly stopped screaming, just stretched its head forward little by little.

The black wolf narrowed his eyes and watched carefully, only to realize that the turkey had pecked a hole in the bag of black beans and was stealing the beans one by one.

"...Steal the rations and roast you tonight."

The black wolf licked his lips, feeling a little hungry. He continued to move his eyes and looked at the other ship, frowning unconsciously.

A red-haired hunter took a large bundle of straw and threw it onto the boat. He was followed by a few ordinary canines, each of which came carefully. In the arms of the canines, they are holding a large clay pot for cooking! Several people placed the clay pot on the straw, and placed two rolls of cotton cloth on it. Finally, the red-haired hunter thought about it and stuffed a string of salted fish and a few clay bowls into the clay pot.

Seeing this, the black wolf was both angry and funny, but he didn't say anything. The soldiers ran hard and took their spoils away. It's just that the canines plundered, and even the pots and bowls were not spared. It was really frightening.

"Well, the legion has a big bag and a small bag, and it will lose its energy when fighting... It's time to go back!"

Black Wolf made up his mind. He spread the decision to return to the whole army, and the Canine Legion was full of joy. The personal guard Mavik deliberately took the **** stone to say goodbye to the village Maho "friendly". The gray soil Puapu brought the sailors and boats to the black wolf.

Two days later, the 3,000 Guaquili Corps finally ended their journey and returned along the Tulsa River with more than 1,000 civilian sailors recruited. The hounds marched along the river bank, the fleet went upstream, and the scouts took a step forward and rushed to Kuramo City to report back.

How dank the water is, a thousand boats return to the north. Before setting off, the black wolf looked to the west for the last time, confident and arrogant, with emotion in his heart. He started from Apatchingan, went deep into the southwestern mountainous area, reached the coast of the sea, and then made a detour along the coast, returning north from the mouth of the Tahe River. Fighting for thousands of miles along the way, the casualties are only hundreds, and the enemy is tens of thousands!

"The southwest is about to fall into famine. What are the tribal coalition forces in Chimaly doing at this moment?"

To the west of the mountains, seven hundred miles away. The fire in Hand Snake City has long since been extinguished, and most of the buildings in the city have been reduced to ashes. The once prosperous city left only a circle of low stone walls, which were full of smoky blackness. These remaining traces are like the last talk, silently telling the fate of destruction.

The shield chief Qimale climbed to the top of the city, silently looking at the hand-snake city that burned to the ground, without saying a word. This city was built by him with his clansmen, and how much ambition he once carried! Soon, the memories of the past month flooded into his mind, like an inescapable nightmare, which brought him constant pain and despair.

Two months ago, a coalition force of 12,000 tribes poured out of the mountains to support the Palm family of the Alliance and meet the enemy on the Apa Plain. The two sides have been entangled for half a month, but no war has ever broken out, but an unbelievable news suddenly came from the rear: the food route was broken, and the enemy was attacked on the back road! The army suddenly fell into crisis and morale plummeted.

Faced with this kind of danger, Qimali first led the tribal coalition to loot several villages in the Apa Plain and get food for a few days. Then, everyone mustered up their courage and fought with thousands of northern barbarians, while struggling to withdraw their troops to the southwest mountain road.

Retreat in front of the enemy is the most difficult, especially when the opponent is a red-haired barbarian as fast as the wind. The coalition forces dropped their cumbersome loot and dragged the barbarians for two days. Then, thousands of barbarians finished taking things, decorated them again, and repeatedly harassed them. The troops could only retreat 20 miles a day, and soon the army's heart was fluctuating.

After finally passing Kanhe Village, the mountain road to return home was in sight, but the coalition army split on the spot. Two thousand southeastern tribes decided to retreat from the mountain path to the deep forest in the southeast. They were originally a tribe there, and they came out to loot. Now that the various ministries are retreating, they will naturally not go to the Hand Snake City in the southwest.

Chimaly lacks food, so it can't keep people's hearts. He reluctantly nodded in agreement, and the two thousand coalition troops left on the same day. Afterwards, he left behind 2,000 warriors from small tribes to stop the enemy at the mountain pass. The remaining 8,000 tribes quickly went south and rushed towards the Hand Snake City.

At the beginning of January, the coalition finally returned to the Hand Snake Basin, along the way of the villages reduced to ashes. Everyone was uneasy, and when they arrived at the foot of the hand snake city, they saw a broken wall and a Jingguan with thousands of male heads!

The tribe Ding Zhuang is gone, the women and children in the city are gone, the chief hall is gone, the wooden house is gone... More importantly, the barn full of grain is gone!

Chief Chimaly rushed into the city and looked at the burned barn, struck by lightning. There, he has saved up for several years, and can feed 50,000 people for one year! Once there is no food, it will be more terrifying than the loss of thousands of soldiers. That is a terrible result that the coalition forces cannot bear!

After inspecting the barn, Chimaly was like crazy. He personally took the tribal warriors to pick up the ashes in the barn, and from early morning to evening, only a little scorched grain was picked out. The nearby villages were destroyed, and the mountain people fled, and there was no food to collect.

At this time, it is the end of the day and the end of the hero. Chimaly is only the leader of the tribal alliance, relying on prestige and strength to suppress the various ministries. At this moment, the expedition has not been won, the looting has not gained, and the city has been burned. His prestige was running out. When everyone's hearts are scattered, they cannot be restrained.

Eight thousand coalition troops gathered in Hand Snake City, and the food they carried with them could only last seven or eight days. When the tribes learned that the barn had no food, the last bit of anger was dissipated. More than 3,000 tribal warriors left that day, most of them went to the southeastern mountains and forests, each returning to their hometowns. A small number of small tribes fled to the northwest in search of relief from the Western Colima tribes.

In this way, under the surprise attack from the back of the black wolf, the more than 10,000 brave Tecos coalition forces gradually collapsed without fighting. In a few days, there were only more than 4,000 warriors of the shield tribe left in the hand snake city, and all the other tribes that were summoned dispersed.

Chimaly sent messengers to cry for help to the Colima tribes more than 200 miles away, promising tribes and lands, and willing to submit to the Colima chief. Then, while sending tribal warriors into the mountains to hunt, he built a hidden slaughterhouse in the city, and quietly turned the old and weak into food.

The four thousand warriors stayed in the Hand Snake Basin and suffered so much, relying on the Hand Snake City for defense, and letting the black wolf attack and kill in the rear, it was impossible to stay away.

Because, there are thousands of red-haired brutes again in the north of the basin. These northern barbarians are chasing after them, like greedy and persistent wolves. Once the tribal army lacking food retreats south, I am afraid that it will soon be scattered in the pursuit of wolves. And the two thousand Turks warriors in the rear must have been swallowed by the wolves.

"The autumn wind blew, and the yellow leaves fell from the mountains. I thought I was an evergreen pines and cypresses, but I didn't want to be just a withered shallow tree on the top of the mountain... The hope for the trees to survive is in the mountains in the west..."

The morning sun is rising, the mountain wind is cold, and the yellow leaves are rolled up. Chimaly stood bitterly at the top of the city, looking west, like a stiff wooden sculpture.

The Colima ministries in the West were his only hope. Even though the two sides were once at odds, but now facing the pressure of the Northern Kingdom, they should join forces to form an alliance. Well, vassal is also a form of alliance.

"...Two months ago, I still had an army of 10,000 people, tens of thousands of tribesmen, the city was rich, the food was plentiful, and all the ministries responded to each other, and the prestige was the same. But now, and now... ah! Black wolf, I I will kill you!! Hoo! Hoo!!”

Chief Chimaly stood for a moment, with a ferocious pain on his face. He roared like a beast until a middle-aged noble chief hurried over, it was his younger brother, the herbal elder Malina.

"Brother, more than 100 tribesmen escaped last night!"

Elder Malina had a heavy expression. As soon as they met, he reported a bad news.

"Damn!"

Chief Chimali cursed in a low voice, but the anger on his face was silently put away, and it turned into a confident calm. In the wolves of the jungle, the wolf king who loses his majesty will be swallowed up, and the tribe is like the jungle.

"Malina, my brother, go and appease the tribal warriors for me! Tell them that we still have a month's supply of food, and the Western Colima ministries have promised to support us, and the first batch of support food is on the way!"

Elder Malina opened his mouth and hesitated. It was now the end of January, and the tribe had run out of food. The soldiers ate meat and insects of dubious origin, and chewed the leaves and bark that were barely enough, how could they hide it!

And the messenger who went to Fire River City also returned without success. Colima's various ministries quarreled and never came to an agreement. The Colima Chief gave an unacceptable condition, but let the Shield tribe move westward and merged into the various departments of Colima.

"Brother, the red-haired barbarians from the north are harassing outside the city day and night, and the soldiers are in chaos. The support from Fire River City will arrive at an unknown time."

Elder Malina hesitated for a while and said in a low voice.

"This is the end of the matter, the destruction of the Palm family is a foregone conclusion. Our southwestern tribes and the northern kingdom do not have an inseparable hatred... No matter how strong the northern kingdom is, the seven hundred-mile mountainous area cannot be directly managed. Self-government of the ministries?"

Hearing this, Chief Qimale suddenly turned around and looked at him coldly.

"Malina, what are you trying to say?"

"Brother, as long as the northern kingdom is willing to stop the war and provide some food. Even if the tribe should submit to the north again and pay tribute on a regular basis, it is not unacceptable as long as the tribe can continue. .."

"Malina, my brother, the northern kingdom is extremely vicious, a beast that eats people and doesn't spit out bones! They don't even spare their own nobles!"

Chief Chimale answered coldly.

"Look at what these people are doing! Burn the hand snake city, burn all the food that can't be taken away, destroy all the villages, and leave behind the brutal Jingguan... They want our lives, how can they spare us possible!"

"...Brother..."

"say no more!"

Chief Qimale suppressed his anger and shouted sharply.

"You go down!"

"Yes."

Elder Malina's face showed fear. He lowered his head and turned to leave. Soon, the roar of the beast resounded from behind.

Hearing his brother's roar, Elder Malina paused and his expression changed. After a while, he pursed his lips and walked silently into the city.

All the houses in the city were burnt down, and the people lived in straw huts or huts with cloth tents. He walked past the grass hut where the soldiers gathered, chatted a few words with everyone, and left amid complaints of "I can't get enough to eat!" and "When will the food arrive?" Then, he walked with his head down and came to his tent.

It was eerily quiet in front of the tent, and the two soldiers who were supposed to be guarding also disappeared. Elder Malina stood for a moment, lowered his eyes, and finally opened the curtain and entered.

"Malina, you're finally back!"

A strong herbal scent hits the surface. A burly middle-aged noble chief sat cross-legged in the tent. His face is engraved with blue-green lines, his arms are painted with birds and animals, and his hair is intentionally cut short. At first glance, it reminds people of the jungle~www.readwn.com~ Hunting Elder Toppan, what are you doing here so early? ...get up, don't sit on my herbs! "

Elder Malina's face was calm and his words were cold. As the herbal elder, he manages herbal medicines in the tribe. Toppan, on the other hand, managed hunting in the tribe and was also a famous warrior leader in the tribe.

"What? Hehe, it's not like you don't know."

Elder Toppan laughed and remained motionless. Then, with a serious look on his face, he asked in a deep voice.

"What did Chimaly say?"

"...Brother disagrees. He said the Northern Kingdom would not let us go. He is also waiting for help from the ministries of Colima."

"Haha! The Northern Kingdom will not let us go? No, the Northern Kingdom will not let it go, only he is the chief!"

Elder Toppan smiled coldly.

"The aid of the various ministries of Colima is to swallow us all in one bite! Then we, the Shield Tribe, were left with no one left, and they were all divided up. Besides, the Northern Kingdom had already dispatched warriors to attack the road to the west. The tribe wanted to migrate. , you have to go too!"

Elder Malina was silent. After a long time, he quietly opened his mouth and accepted the judgment of fate.

"Tell me, what are the conditions on the opposite side?"

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