Aztec Eternals

The sun shone down from the zenith and fell on the bark paper. The text on the document is clearly visible, and the details of the alliance come into view.

"The northern city-states have a total population of 410,000. The northwest Hilotepec state (referred to as Hipek state) has 130,000 people, the northern state of Metztitlan (referred to as Maitland state) has 80,000 people, and the northeast Atotoni Erke (referred to as Arkbon) 200,000.”

Sherlot reread it again and made a solemn evaluation.

"The northern city-states of the alliance generally have small populations and are military city-states on the frontier."

"The fields in the north are slightly barren, and the states have experienced wars and turmoil, so the population is not rich. However, the military pressure of the three northern states is relatively high, and they rely on the supply of the central alliance, and they have always been quite loyal."

The high priest smiled calmly, knowing all parts of the alliance well.

"Shirot, my child. The northern state of Maitland is the place you passed through when you returned from your first capture. There are only 80,000 people there, under the jurisdiction of the local honorable nobles, and further north, on the border with the Vasteks. ."

Hearing this, Shu Luo nodded and fell into memory. He still remembered the city of Maitland he passed by after the first capture. He also met Ticarlo, a Mayan merchant of noble origin, in the central market there.

"The state of Hipek in the northwest was established during the crusade against the Otomi people. It was managed by the royal nobles and the general of the north, Ocellol. Hipek is an important town in the north. It is close to the tributaries of the Tempon River. It is vast and has many fertile soils. In the days of the Otomi people, there were 300,000 people there. It was only six years ago that the conquest was brutal, and it has not yet recovered."

When the high priest said this, he paused slightly. He pondered for a while before speaking calmly.

"The northern general Ocellor, who is closely related to the priest and elder of Ugol, also met me. He is loyal to the great alliance royal family itself, and he does not waver in any way, and he is unwilling to return to the capital to enjoy himself... even if he is far away from the lake. In Zhongducheng, he is still doing his duty and is quite encouraging. And the God Bless Legion of Hipek State has made great contributions in the Western Expedition and is extremely effective in the expedition."

"Loyalty to the royal family itself, unwavering, unwilling to return to pleasure..."

Shirott listened, and understood the unfinished meaning of his grandfather. He recalled the performance of General Ocello during the Western Expedition and made a judgment.

"It seems that General Ocello is a local official who guards his base, does not interfere in the internal affairs of the kingdom, and watches the situation from a distance..."

"Alk State in the northeast, located at the junction of the Vastec and Tlaxcalans, has built a large number of stone and wooden fortresses. In recent years, the Tlaxcalians have invaded several times. Alk State has become a fierce battlefield. , the population has also decreased by 30,000 to 40,000.”

The high priest glanced at Shulot and said calmly.

"In the next expedition, the Northern Route Army will start from here to conquer the old enemy Tlaxcala. The central alliance has sent messengers to order the Vasteks to prepare nearby and supply part of the food."

"I heard the report from the kingdom's caravan that the hurricanes of the Wastek divisions last year reduced food production, and it seems a little unstable."

Shirot was a little worried.

"The alliance forces them to supply food and grass, in case the Vasteks are turned back..."

"If it's the other way around, then it will be settled... The Vastecs are completely different from the Nawa tribes. They are a branch of the Mayans and believe in the Mayan gods. The people of the Vastec tribes are very weak, the warrior status is not high, war The power is low and there is no threat to the alliance."

The high priest smiled indifferently, with chills in his calm words.

"The Northern Route Army of the Eastern Expedition will be led by King Avit personally, with at least 60,000 to 70,000 warriors from various states. The Vastec people provide food nearby, which will reduce the pressure on many alliances. The mountains and forests of Tlaxcala are rolling, The fortresses are stacked, and it is difficult for the army to expand. If the Vastec divisions refuse, they will divide tens of thousands of partial divisions and sweep the nearby Vastec towns and villages!"

Hearing this, Shilot shook his head slightly, without commenting. Although the Vastec tribes have been vassals for a long time and have always been obedient and paid tribute, they were never accepted by the upper echelons of the alliance due to their Mayan origin and beliefs. In the eyes of the powerful Mexica Confederation, the Vastec ministries were merely tax providers.

"Don't worry, my child. The Vastec divisions are under threat of canines from the north and should not rebel against the Alliance at this time."

The high priest patted Shilot on the shoulder. His eyes moved slightly, and he mentioned another related matter.

"North of the Vasteques, north of the mouth of the Tempon River, tens of thousands of canine tribes appeared last year. They marched eastward across the Sierra Madre under the banner of the Red Crow, while recruiting more canines from the northern wasteland. , while aggressively attacking the Vasteks. These canine tribes are very brave and tactical. After the autumn harvest last year, the Vastek tribal leaders recruited 8,000 warriors and went north to attack the canines. They were attacked on the edge of the mountain, and the middle Dead by arrow..."

"Ah? Red Crow Tribe!"

Shirott was shocked when he heard the words. His expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice.

"These red crow tribes are extremely cunning and run fast. They must be the group of Guakili dogs that escaped when I led the army to the north!"

"Sure enough, it's the Guaquili dog who escaped."

The high priest nodded slightly. There must be some connection between the Kingdom's Northern Expedition and the dog's descent eastward, which did not surprise him. He smiled lightly and said with interest.

"After the tens of thousands of Red Crows defeated the Vastek leader's conquest, they began to gain a foothold in the northeastern plains and jungles. They included many Vastek descendants and managed Vastek villages, and their power grew rapidly.. Interestingly, after they laid their foundation in the northeast, a canine leader named Amoshi sent messengers to the Alliance, claiming to be willing to pay tribute to the powerful cactus tribe."

"Huh? Chief Scarlet Crow Amoxi..."

Shilot was a little surprised. The chief of the red crow tribe actually has this kind of insight... he asked in a deep voice.

"How does the alliance respond?"

"Just some scattered dog tribes, what qualifications do they have to become a vassal of the alliance."

In the calm words of the high priest, he carried the confidence of the Mexicans to rule the Quartet.

"Northern General Ocello suggested dispatching the Mexican Legion to conquer the new canines. After discussing with the High Priests, the Central Royal Family decided to let it go and ignore it... The Eastern Expedition is about to begin, leave this place behind. It's not bad for the Alliance to put pressure on the Vastec."

"Well, that's true. Then let them go!"

Sherlot agreed and sighed in his heart.

"I can migrate all the way from the northern wasteland, and finally establish a foothold in the northeastern plains and jungles... Red Crow Tribe, really good luck!"

The two stopped talking, and Shulot continued to check the alliance's secrets.

There are no separate city-states to the east of the capital city in the lake, only the towering mountains that are difficult to travel. These mountains are thousands of meters high and completely separate the Mexica Valley from the Tlaxcala Valley, which is not far away. If the Tlaxcala Valley can be conquered, it can be counted as the eastern city-state of the Alliance.

In addition to the western, southern, and northern city-states, the alliance also has several distant jurisdictions.

"The land of Jontar has a total population of 200,000, and Mirpa has about 1-2 million acres."

"The southern city-state further south, along the banks of the Tulsa River, is the land of Jontar, with a population of 200,000. It is a vast area, sparsely populated, and there are many tidal flats and swamps along the river. The land of Jontar accepts the alliance Jurisdiction, there are some small city-states in Mexica that have just emerged, which are in a state of autonomy of the great nobles and tribal leaders... The high priests sent many priests, who are converting the Jontar tribes here."

The high priest explained calmly.

"Shirot, my child. The lower reaches of the Tarsus River is the south of your fief, the middle reaches is the land of Jontar, and one or two hundred miles up, through the Mistec Alliance, and then to the upstream source, Terra Scala's rich and prosperous core valley..."

Shirot nodded solemnly. He had thought for a long time that the Tulsas River was the key to the southern route.

"As long as the water battle of the Southern Route Army can gain an advantage, go upstream along the Tulsa River and attack all the way, you can go straight to the heart of the Tlaxcalans!"

The high priest raised his brows slightly and shook it gently.

"My child, don't take risks! The upper reaches of the Tulsa River are very narrow, there are many fortresses along the river, and they have to pass through the territory of the Mistec... The Southern Army should move steadily, and it is better to advance by land and water at the same time. "

Xiulote's eyes flashed and he was silent. He has fought for many years, and his grasp of war is already very skilled, and he has his own set of cognitions. Gnawing a solid fortress on land is obviously a long and difficult job. I don’t know how much time it will delay and how much food it will consume. And the waterway is deep, and the enemy's heart is directly attacked. It is a temptation that every commander cannot refuse.

"My child. You don't have to be in a hurry this time, it's better to move forward slowly. There are also many fortresses in the heart of Tlaxcala. If the army rushes deeper along the waterway, it will be very dangerous if the troops are under the fortress."

The high priest's expression did not change, and his voice became low.

"Even if the four states of Tlaxcala are captured and the people of Tlaxcala are completely wiped out, this prosperous eastern valley will be brought under the direct control of the royal family, or it will be entrusted to other princes... The lake kingdom lacks a small mouth, you are on an eastward expedition. When the time comes, you can loot a lot of people and transport them back to your fief. The priests of Jontar Land will try their best to cooperate."

Speaking of this, a faint vicissitude appeared in the high priest's eyes. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Shilotte's cheek, his voice becoming inaudible.

"My child, when you have invaded the Tlaxcala Valley, with King Avit, after destroying the alliance's old enemy for more than fifty years~www.readwn.com~ I will pray...for you.... .."

"Huh? Grandfather, what did you say?"

"...I say, you have to remember, beware of the Mistecs, no matter how deferential they may be!"

An inexplicable uneasiness flashed in Shiroutte's heart. He looked at his grandfather's calm face and nodded respectfully.

"Yes, follow you. I won't rashly enter these eastward expeditions!"

The high priest smiled kindly, retracted his thin hand, and said nothing. Sherlot opened to the end of the document and whispered softly.

"Mountain Wetamo State, directly under the alliance, has a mouth of 150,000, and Milpa of 50-1 million mu. Sittacuaro State, divided into Prince Iscali, has a mouth of 70,000, and Milpa about 500,000 mu. Acambaro Bang, divided into Prince Tepopolo, mouth 100,000, Mirpa unknown. Three states of the Lake Kingdom, divided into His Royal Highness Shulot, mouth 700,000-800,000, Mirpa unknown..."

These data do not need to be explained by the high priest, and Shilot has a clearer grasp.

The mountainous Wetamo state is located on the south bank of the Tulsa River, southeast of Zicao County, and is a copper mining area directly under the Union. In order to mine copper mines, the alliance relocated 20,000 to 30,000 miners and their families here, which has developed rapidly in recent years.

Sittaquaro State is nominally the fief of Prince Iscali, located in the southeast of the Kingdom of the Lake, with a group of fortresses that the South Road Army had struggled to attack. Prince Iscali is a royal nobleman, loyal and close to the royal center. The royal family and the high priests group directly sent royal advisors and missionary priests to manage the fiefs for Prince Iscali, and the data of the fiefs were also mastered in detail, which was almost the same as the direct subordinates.

Akambaro is the fief of Prince Tepopolo, located in the northeast of the Lake Kingdom, on the south bank of the Leman River. It was also a small military city-state. Tepopolo

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