Aztec Eternals

The warm wind is swaying, the sun sets in the evening, and the fragrance of flowers drifts with the wind. The time of a lover always goes by so fast. The young man and the girl hugged and kissed in the garden, talked to each other, then held hands and watched the red sunset side by side. At this time, the hearts of the two of them were full of warm happiness, and even the smiles on their brows and eyes became sweet.

"YoYo!"

A loud eagle cry came from not far away, with a dash of joy.

Shilot was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the neglected little golden eagle. He looked at Alyssa and asked suspiciously.

"Alyssa, where did little Avellot go? I came from the palace and heard its chirping before I found you..."

"Little Avellot, he eats fish by the pond, with the little green snake."

Alyssa blinked and smiled cutely. In order to prevent little Avelott from making trouble, she sent the little golden eagle to the vicinity of the fish pond in advance.

"Shirot, I'll take you to see the little fish!"

"Uh, good!"

The two of them held hands, leaned against their shoulders, and snuggled up to the fish pond in the palace.

The area of ​​the fish pond is not large, but it is dug deep. Tropical fish are extremely gorgeous, and watching fish games has always been a favorite pastime for the nobles of the alliance. Hundreds of fish shuttle up and down in the fish pond, golden, silver, blue, yellow, red... colorful lights interweave underwater, like a swimming rainbow.

The little golden eagle was squatting on the edge of the fish pond, holding a small red fish under its claws, and pecking at it with its head lowered. Seeing the two coming over, it tilted its little head, raised its head, and let out two cheers.

"YoYo!"

With a smile on his face, Xiulote stretched out his hand and quickly flicked the head of the little golden eagle, in exchange for a dissatisfied tweet. The little golden eagle shook his head, glanced at Alyssa, and rubbed it to please. Then, it flapped its wings and pointed to Shirlot.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

Seeing the complaint of the little golden eagle, Alyssa rolled her eyes and smiled beautifully. Shirott looked at the girl's beautiful smile, the curved eyebrows, like a soft crescent moon, tightly hooked his heart.

"Bad brother, don't bully little Avelot!"

Alyssa stretched out her hand, gently touched Shiroutte's forehead, and flicked it again. Then, she looked at the confused young man and smiled charmingly.

"Little Avellot even sent me a letter, it's amazing!"

"what!"

Xiulott touched his forehead, reached out his hand subconsciously, touched Alyssa's tender face, and squeezed gently.

"If you don't bully little Avelott, then bully you!"

The youth grinned, pretending to be a grinning coyote. The girl shrank her neck and pretended to be an innocent deer. The coyote chased the deer and finally caught her, then whimpered, bit her little face, and licked it again.

“It was delicious!”

"Uh, uh...bad...bad brother!"

The two quarreled for a while, and finally stopped out of breath. Shirot hugged the weak girl, and then remembered the topic just now.

"Alyssa, did little Avelott send back all the letters I wrote before?"

"Well, it's sent back!"

Alyssa blushed and nodded.

"Little Avellot can fly 700 miles in one day, from the lake kingdom back to the capital. It also brought back a grass rat, and caught prey in the middle. The letter sent back is a little wet, it's better to seal it next time. water proof..."

Hearing this, Shiroute pondered and pondered for a moment.

"Flying seven hundred miles a day! The golden eagle is so convenient, and it is not afraid of raptors. When I return to the kingdom, I will raise a few more in the capital, and then send them to the capital as an emergency messenger..."

Alyssa looked at the thoughtful handsome young man and scrutinized quietly. His eyebrows and eyes were like stars, and his face was like jade. When thinking about it, his bearing was condensed, and his expression was as determined as green pine. Unconsciously, the girl pressed against the young man's chest again, and hugged him forcefully.

"Shirot, from now on, I will be by your side, you don't have to go back and forth with the golden eagle so far..."

Shirott reacted and hugged the soft girl likewise, stroking her hair.

"Okay, okay! Alyssa, you're by my side, and I'm by your side..."

"Haw?"

Little Avellot tilted his head and looked at the two masters in front of him in confusion. They hugged each other, why did they kiss each other again? ... Little Golden Eagle looked curiously for a moment, then shook his head. Then, it felt cold on its feet, and a low threatening voice suddenly came from the side.

"Hush, hush!"

Little Avellot was startled, flapped his wings, and jumped two meters in an instant. It turned back sharply and was on guard, only to realize that it was the old rival Xiaoqing Snake, who had just climbed out of the bottom of the fish pond.

I haven't seen him in four or five years, so calling him "Little Green Snake" is probably a little inaccurate. At this time, Xiaoqing has grown to more than one meter five long, and the thickness of his arms. When fully extended, it is almost as high as a person. Xiaoqing shook her head, and with her cold vertical pupils, looked at the "timid" old man, and looked at Shulot, who had not seen him for a long time.

"His, hiss? ... hiss, hiss!"

The little green snake looked at it for a moment in doubt, sniffed a few times, and then suddenly became excited. It quickly crawled towards Shiloh, soaking wet, leaving drops of water in the grass. Then, it propped up its tail, gave a "whoosh", and ejected, wrapping around Shirlot's legs.

"Ok?"

Shirot's calf cooled, and he lowered his head in surprise. He saw a stout pit viper, tightly wrapping around his right leg, and then crawling up quickly. The swift snake body rubbed his body, bringing an icy touch, but also a bit of moist and slippery.

"what!"

Shulot exclaimed and was about to pull out the obsidian dagger in his arms, but was gently held down by Alyssa.

"Shirot, don't worry, it's Xiaoqing!"

"Eh? Xiaoqing? It's so big!"

Shirot blinked his eyes. Xiaoqing didn't stop, and at this time it was wrapped around his waist. Then it stuck its head out, and with a slight hook, it wrapped around the young man's neck, put its head on Shiroutte's face, and put on a simple exclamation mark, "!".

"Fizz!"

The cold touch refreshed Shiloh. He tilted his head slightly, staring at Xiaoqing's familiar vertical pupils, and memories from a long time came to his mind. Xiaoqing had accompanied him through the seven days of being imprisoned by the elders, and he had also accompanied him in the capital for more than a year.

In Shulot's memory, Xiaoqing was still a young snake with a thick stick and a length of more than half a meter, which could only hunt frogs. At this time, Xiaoqing in front of him is already the king of the water, a snake who can hunt big fish!

"After a few years, I didn't expect you to be so old!"

A smile appeared on Shiroutte's face. He gently touched Xiaoqing's forehead, and carefully pinched the other's snake body. Xiaoqing didn't refuse, just like before, shaking her head happily.

"Fizz!"

"The tree is like this, how can a man be worthy of it?"

Xiulott stroked Xiaoqing, an inexplicable sigh in his heart. However, this sigh may be a little hypocritical for him, who is weak in his age. Soon, he thought of an old man who was truly vicissitudes.

"I don't know how the respected elder is now..."

The Great Temple stands tall and towering, shining with divine brilliance under the setting sun. Heavy shadows cast from the pyramid, pulling the elders to the east. Most of the palace of the chief minister was hidden in the shadow of the temple, only the top red flat roof was left, and it was persistently shining in the setting sun. However, the night is slowly coming, how long can this last brilliance last?

At the top of the palace, the old man was lying on a soft cloth bed, raising his head slightly, staring at the afterglow of the sky. He had just woken up from an involuntary slumber, with a dash of cloudiness in his eyes. Valley

"Montezuma...brother..."

"Blessed by the Lord! Elder, you are awake!"

Kakamazin held the old man's withered hand, carefully lifted him up, and sat down on the bed. He hurried back to the palace early and saw that the elder was in a drowsiness, so he patiently stood beside him, unable to bear to interrupt his father's rest.

Since the beginning of this year, the condition of the elderly has deteriorated significantly. He couldn't eat, his legs were weak, and he couldn't walk gradually. From time to time he fell into a stupor, the drowsiness became longer and the awake time became shorter and shorter. In his sleep, he would dream of many old people who had passed away, whether they were enemies or friends, they all welcomed him with open arms. He will also think of many, the little things that he had forgotten, and the scenes are clearly in front of him. The past years are flowing like water, and he is sinking into the water.

"Brother..."

The elder called out lowly twice, and the turbidity in his eyes gradually dissipated. He looked at Kakamazin who was standing beside him, lowered his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

Kakamazin felt his father's skinny body under the thick robe, and couldn't help tears in his eyes. He sniffed the smell of the old man, which was getting stronger and stronger, and asked in a low voice.

"Father, your body..."

"Call me elder."

"Yes. Elder, you..."

The elder was expressionless and waved his hand. Then, he glanced at the warrior standing on the other side, holding a clay pot, the shadow-like captain of the guard, Chevali.

"Bring it."

Chevalli nodded, and took out a bottle of pale green potion from the clay pot. Then, he opened it carefully and fed it to the elder little by little.

The elder lowered his eyes and took two sips. The power of the herbs diffused through his body, gradually bringing his aging brain back to its senses. Feeling the recovery of his mind, the elder stopped in self-control, without drinking too much, and waved his hand again.

Chevalli carefully put away the potion again. Afterwards, he stood quietly and turned into a sculpture again.

The elder closed his eyes and breathed lightly. Soon, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were once again full of unquestionable firmness. He pondered for a while, then spoke lightly.

"Kakamazin, this time, I asked you to see the child, what's your impression?"

Hearing this question, Kakamazin lowered his head and thought carefully. The elder was not in a hurry, just waited silently. After a long while, Kakamazin looked serious and answered in a deep voice.

"The elder, the great-nephew Xiulote, has the attitude of the great emperor Montezuma!"

"Brother..."

Hearing this, the elder's expression changed slightly, and he soon became expressionless. He recalled the faded dream that had just faded, and a heroic face was vaguely visible. After a while, he commanded calmly.

"Tell me more."

"Yes. The elder, the great-nephew Xiulote is not very old, but his appearance is valiant and sturdy. He is extremely determined, he will do what he says, and act decisively. Obviously, he has clear goals and long-term plans... These are the kings. the most important quality."

"Well, will and determination."

The elder nodded slightly and listened calmly.

"...He is not arrogant or impetuous, and he is quite friendly. Even an ordinary sailor, he will show some kind of hidden respect. I heard that in the Kingdom of the Lake, he has always been known for caring for civilians, but he The nobles are very harsh... It can be seen that his guard warriors respect and love him from the bottom of their hearts."

"Nobles, commoners, and samurai... samurai come to their hearts."

The elder pondered for a while, his face expressionless.

In his opinion, nobles are an important source of alliance power, but they are not so easy to control. With the passage of time, the old nobles will become more and more hidden dangers. The common people are the bottom of the mediocre. Although they are large in number, they do not have much strength and right to speak. They just need to maintain stability and deference. And the power that can really be relied on is only the warriors of the middle class, the warriors who are fighting on the battlefield.

"Kingdom of the Lake, how many warriors are there now?"

"Elder, according to the reports of the priesthood and the king's advisors, there are about six full corps. Among them, five are old corps that have experienced fighting, and one is a new corps. Of the six, there are three standing corps and three half-full garrisoned troops."

"Six legions?"

Hearing this number, the elder frowned slightly.

"Exactly. The Kingdom of the Lake has inherited most of the troops of the Tarasco Kingdom, and has also incorporated the Guaquili dog tribesmen from the north. In the past few years, the Kingdom has sent troops to fight every year..."

The elder lowered his eyes and interrupted softly.

"I know... keep going."

"...The most incomprehensible thing for me is the divine revelation he received."

Kakamazin said here, a little hesitant. He organized the language and tried to express what he saw.

"During the years in the Western Kingdom, that child has developed some powerful new weapons... One is a large bronze cannon, which can fire stone bullets and destroy wooden fences and shields at a distance of hundreds of steps. .There is also a small artillery, which can destroy the enemy in the field..."

"Huh? Hundreds of steps away, destroy the wooden fence?"

The eyes of the elder opened instantly, and he looked at him with invisible power.

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

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Kakamazin nodded. When he stopped on the way, he asked to see the artillery fire. Sherlot did not refuse and showed it calmly. The scene at that time left a deep impression on him and was extremely unforgettable!

"Elder, with this kind of bronze cannon in hand, you can attack a small town and easily destroy the wooden village. But if it was in the name of the power of the gods, many weak tribes would be afraid, and their resistance to resistance would be greatly reduced, or even surrender. ..."

"Shen Qi... In the name of the gods..."

The elder was silent. His eyes flashed, obviously lost in thought. After a while, he asked tiredly.

"Any more?"

"There is also a huge rowing warship. There are sails hanging on the boat, which can quickly go back and forth along the river and lake with the help of wind and manpower... Ordinary canoes cannot compete with it."

"The galley...is it the Mayan kind?"

The old man recalled a little, and a few pictures of what he saw by the sea emerged. At that time he was still young, on a mission to the seaside city-state of the Totonaks. The large merchant ships of the Mayan city-states left a deep impression on him.

"The sails are somewhat similar, but the shape of the boat is more slender, which should be more suitable for combat."

Kakamazin is not so sure. He didn't know much about water warfare.

"Hmm. Any more?"

"...Gone."

Kakamazin shook his head.

"Elder, according to your will, I will preside over the wedding of the child and Alyssa. After a while, I will come back and report to you!"

"Well. Go ahead and get the wedding done!"

The elder nodded calmly and waved his hand. He slowly leaned on the wooden bed and looked outside the palace, a dark sky.

"It's getting dark... if I can live another ten years... the world of the alliance... the inheritance of the royal family..."