Aztec Eternals

"The long and narrow snake island in the endless lake, the alien demon with white skin and long beard?"

Gilliam stood up suddenly, unable to remain calm any longer. He stared into Shirault's eyes tightly, and his expression changed. After a while, he asked in a serious and solemn voice.

"Ancestral witness! Your Highness, is this really the inspiration of the gods?"

"Ancestor Witness!"

Shulot nodded solemnly, his eyes were full of frankness, and his face was full of worry.

"The gods gave me a foreshadowed dream, and I saw white-skinned demons sailing, spreading disease and destruction wantonly! Tens of thousands of people of the alliance, unable to die in the terrible disease, are like falling leaves. And with the help of the evil god, the white-skinned demons came across the sea, and they gathered more and more! They sold their souls to the evil god, they have a deep greed for gold, they also have the most treacherous tricks, and the most brutal slaughter! They will seize The land of the glue man's descendants, enslaved our yellow-skinned people, and swept the whole world in a turbulent way!"

Shirott chanted and stood up, sighed, and looked very serious.

The kingdom has sprung up, and his roots are so deep that he has even become a faint threat to the kingship of Aveit. In order to ease the conflicts within the alliance, and in order to give all the ministries of the world time to prepare, it is time to reveal the prophecy of the arrival of the colonists!

These heavy words have weighed on his heart for many years, like a burden that cannot be lifted, and sometimes it is hard to breathe. At this time, he spoke calmly, but he felt a little more relaxed.

"...The real enemy of life and death of the Alliance, right across the East Sea, are those white-skinned aliens! They will become more and more powerful, with roaring and ferocious firearms, and screaming and charging war beasts, Extraordinarily huge ships, and extremely terrifying diseases! If you don't make preparations early, the far north and south tribes in the world will lose their land, wipe out their tribes, and fall into the endless abyss in hundreds of years!"

"Ah, the genocide of the dead, the endless abyss?!"

Xiusok stood up suddenly, widened his eyes, looked at his son with a heavy expression, and trembled all over. He has a very deep understanding of Shulot, and when he sees his son's performance, he knows that it is not a joke!

"Across the sea, white-skinned aliens?...Roaring firearms, charging beasts, huge ships, terrifying diseases!..."

Hearing such an amazing prophecy, Gilliam frowned deeply. His eyes kept flickering, his fingers clenched quietly.

The hall suddenly became quiet, as if a needle could be heard falling. The three looked solemn and stood silently, looking at each other without saying a word. Shulot's face was full of calmness, Jilim was solemn and solemn, and Husock was speechless.

After a while, Xiusoke, as the master, waved his hand first and gave orders to the guards in a deep voice.

"Come on, bring three cups of hot cocoa!"

As the father of Shulot, he has witnessed the extraordinaryness of too many sons. No matter how amazing the prophecy of Sherlot was, he was born willing to believe it. But these astonishing prophecies, spoken to Gilliam with a special status on this sensitive occasion, had to make him ponder.

"Anyway, let's ease the atmosphere..."

Soon, the guards went to the palace with three cups of hot cocoa. Holding the pottery cups, the three of them complimented and drank the bright red cocoa.

"Praise the Lord God!"

Gilliam drank all the cocoa, and his face regained his composure. He gave a solemn salute, took a deep look at His Highness, and took his seat again.

If other ordinary nobles dared to tell such a sensational prophecy in the name of God's Revelation... He would definitely sneer, put the other party in prison, torture them for a lifetime, and then pour enough holy water to torture the truth! But if His Highness says so...

The chief intelligence officer sighed and pursed his lips with some regret. The divinely enlightened knowledge received by His Royal Highness should really exist. He has always wanted to explore, but he has never been able to start.

After a moment of indifference, Gilliam looked at Shirault's serious expression and asked solemnly.

"His Royal Highness, when will the white-skinned alien you mentioned come?"

"Ok..."

Shirot thought for a moment. It is August 1487. If the Eurasian history of this time and space has not changed, Columbus's first voyage should have arrived in Cuba and Haiti five years later in 1492. And if history has changed... He lowered his eyes and explained it according to the priest's way, without saying too much.

"The world is under the maintenance of the Lord God, and alternates day and night. Every 52 years, is the time to rekindle the holy fire, to destroy and to be reborn! ... The last 52-year cycle began in the 13th log house year (1454). Therefore, white The alien demon of the skin will inevitably arrive in the 12 years before the cycle is completed, bringing a long-term threat!  …”

"Before the cycle is complete, the year of 12 arrives? Is that before the next 13 years of the log cabin, 12 years of stone knives (1505), or 12 years of reeds (1492)?"

Gillim frowned, thoughtful.

The Mexicans value the omens of the calendar and the cycle of reincarnation. The prophecy of the arrival of the Gentiles, combined with the traditional 52-year cycle, adds to the persuasiveness. In this way, it will take more than ten years at most, and at least ten years before the white-skinned aliens reach the corner of the world...

The chief intelligence officer's thoughts turned, and many questions came to his mind, eagerly seeking answers.

"Your Highness, is there an accurate indication in the divine revelation you received? If the white-skinned aliens come, where will they arrive? Where do they come from, and how many people are there?"

Hearing the words, Shulot pondered for a while, and answered vaguely and lowly in a chant tone.

"They will take a big boat and first arrive in the Great Eastern Lake, among the archipelagos where the Taino people gather. Then, the foreign people will stand there, gradually gather more and more, and secretly peep the whole world! The first few batches of white-skinned aliens will not have too much There are many people, but there are only about a thousand people. But the rich gems, gold, silver, and spices in the world will arouse their boundless greed, and let more foreigners come across the sea in batches!"

"Once the threat of aliens appears, it will never go away! Because, in the vast land to the east of the sea, thousands of miles away, there are hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions of white-skinned aliens. They can For the rich wealth and vast land in the world, they can do anything at all costs! They also carry a terrible disease, which can take the lives of thousands of people silently!  …”

"...Thousands of people crossed the sea of ​​10,000 miles and arrived at the East China Sea Islands where the Taino people gathered? On the opposite side of the sea, there are hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions of white-skinned aliens?... They also carry A terrible disease that can take lives in silence?"

Hearing the specific description, Gilliam murmured, his face full of disbelief. He was dubious, lowered his eyes, thought quietly for a long time, and then smiled helplessly.

"His Royal Highness, do you know that if these words didn't come from your mouth, I wouldn't believe it! ... So, this is the most important reason for you to seek Otter City in the far northeast?"

"Exactly! The purpose of seeking Otter City is to send a fleet to sea and land on the archipelago in the lake ahead of time to guard against white-skinned aliens from the sea!"

Shirot nodded calmly, his tone slightly slower.

"Respected royal advisor, I know that this statement is really hard to believe. But it is indeed the inspiration given by the Lord God! Those terrible dreams haunt me, and I can't ignore them. It makes me feel uneasy... Soon Afterwards, I will interview the venerable king alone, tell the divine revelation in my dream, and beg for the fief of Otter City. After occupying Otter City, the fleet and samurai who go to explore the dangerous East China Sea can be dispatched by the kingdom! ..I will let the warrior chief Bertard, come personally to sit in Otter City and preside over this matter!"

"Oh?! Let the Holy Eagle Knight Commander sit in Otter City and preside over it personally?"

Hearing this, Gilliam's expression changed and he fell into contemplation.

The warrior chief Bertard is the head of the guards of the Kingdom of the Lake, and the number one general of the marshal. Although this person has always been low-key and did not show his reputation very much, it made him very jealous. If His Royal Highness Shurott really sent this person, for the sake of an unwarranted dream, to sit in Otter City, a remote wilderness, to be responsible for the exploration of the depths of the East China Sea...

"If the eagle sheds a single wing, there will be no more threats to face... If His Highness is distracted from the east and the generals and warriors of the kingdom are scattered, it will actually be very beneficial to the center of the royal family!"

Gilliam thought about it for a long time, and he had a plan in his mind.

Otter City and Qin Congchan City are 1,300 miles apart, and it takes nearly a month for messengers to communicate. It will also take a month for the Legion to travel upstream from Otter City and return to the Texcoco Lake District. For the Kingdom of the Lake, Otter City is equivalent to a distant enclave, and it is not yet a key node position.

The more the Kingdom of the Lake invests here, the more dispersed the power, the less the threat to the royal family center will be! And the east and west are far apart, and the room for the central royal family to operate will also be much larger...

"His Royal Highness, the alliance's eastern expedition is imminent, and the elderly are sick... The prophecy of the East China Sea is very important. For the sake of people's stability, it is best to be cautious!"

"Well, Lady Snake is right! I will only tell the key people about the prophecy of the East China Sea."

Hearing this, Shirot nodded solemnly. At this time, the world has not yet been settled, and the prophecy of the coming colonists has not yet spread widely. He looked into Gilliam's eyes and spoke honestly.

"Lord Snake, you and I all know that the king's ambition is in the world! If the Alliance occupies Otter City, the Vastek people in the northeast can only bow their heads obediently and accept the alliance's rule and assimilation. From Otter City to the sea, along the edge of the sea , can attack the hinterland of the Totonaks, and even send troops to the Mayan states!"

"Yes, what Your Highness said is very true!"

Gilliam saluted solemnly and agreed. As his mind wandered, new strategies came to his mind. If this plan is feasible, it will not only not lose the reputation of the alliance, but also test the determination of the kingdom to explore the East China Sea.

"It's just that the Vastek tribes have always been very obedient to the Alliance. Although they are weak, they have hundreds of thousands of people... Your Highness, if you want to seek Otter City, maybe you don't have to turn against the Vastek people, but have the best of both worlds. way!"

"Oh?! I would like to hear about it!"

Xiulott's spirit was lifted, and his face showed anticipation.

"I heard that the Guaquili Legion in the hands of His Highness is formed by the surrendered canine descendants from the north? And the north of the Wastec people, the rising Red Crow tribe, is also one of the descending canine descendants?"

Gilliam spoke calmly, with an indifferent smile on his face, but his words were cold and ruthless.

"The Canine tribe has always been savage and daring to fight, without distinguishing between superiors and inferiors. If Otter City is captured by the savage Canine tribe, and the noble Vastec royal family are all executed, Otter City will become a land without owners... Then, The Alliance dispatched a powerful legion to help the vassal Vastec take revenge, drive away the savage Canine tribe, and retake Otter City!  …”

"what!"

Hearing this, Shilot's expression changed. After a long while, he lowered his eyes and connected in a low voice.

"The expelled Red Crow tribe is erratic and difficult to exterminate, and the threat of barbarians always exists! At the invitation of the Vastek people, the Alliance had to keep a garrison in Otter City, which is directly under the Alliance to protect the people of the Alliance's vassals..."

"Haha! It's the best of both worlds, it not only satisfies His Highness's wish, but also greatly benefits the Alliance!"

Gilliam smiled lightly and saluted respectfully.

"His Royal Highness, about Otter City, I will try my best to convince the king... I also ask the kingdom to wait for a while, preferably after the Eastern Expedition!"

"Thank you, Lady Snake!"

Xiulott quickly made up his mind~www.readwn.com~ also respectfully returned the salute.

"After the Eastern Expedition, the barbarians will go south, and the Kingdom Legion will inevitably send troops!"

"Okay, that's it! Praise the Lord God and bless the Alliance!"

"Praise the Lord God, bless the alliance!"

"Uh..."

Husok was speechless and sat sideways. He looked at the two people who were saluting and smiling, as if he had re-acquainted with his son. After a while, he sighed softly and followed his prayer.

"Praise the Lord God, bless the alliance!..."

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Yesterday, the cat got the third shot of the vaccine, and the reaction was a little big, and the code couldn't move. I just restored some today...ps: There is the latest alliance map in the easter egg chapter of the previous chapter, you can take a look.

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