Aztec Eternals

Dressed in a simple cloak and a wide hat woven from reeds, Sherlot walked through the camp with the messenger Acap. The pea-sized raindrops hit the wide hat brim, and the crackling rain covered all the noises between heaven and earth.

"How did grandfather and Avet know each other?" the boy asked curiously. In his previous memory, he had never heard of this information.

"The high priest and the royal family of Tenochtitlan must know each other. He is also an old royal family who has come from the era of Montezuma I. To be the high priest of Teotihuacan back then, it was inseparable from Montezuma I. Strong support." Acapu explained gently.

"However, the high priest has always kept a distance from the royal heirs of the capital." Acap sighed softly, looking at the young man with tenderness in his eyes. "This time you were taken away by the king, and the high priest didn't sleep well for two days. Then he made up his mind to contact the king secretly and ask him to help take care of you."

Shulot nodded with some understanding. In the adult world, all kindness has its original source. At the beginning, under the suspicion of Tissock, his situation was once very dangerous. If it wasn't for Avit's secret help, I'm afraid it would have been more fortunate.

The two soon came to the big tent. Seeing the boy and the messenger, the commander laughed and strode forward. He enthusiastically grabbed the arms of the two of them and pulled them into the tent, feeling rather familiar and informal.

Acap smiled helplessly, apparently having met Avit many times. He took off his coat and rain hat, and politely greeted the younger brother Wang, and the three of them sat down with their legs crossed in the big tent.

The thick cotton cloth isolates the outside wind and rain, bringing people a kind of private warmth and safety. The bonfire in the camp swayed in the brazier, evaporating the rain on the body, and flashing light flashed on the faces of the three of them. The tent was silent for a while.

After a long time, the rain seemed to have completely evaporated, and Akap said calmly: "His Royal Highness Avit, before I set off, I received an urgent message. The Tlaxcalans are already on the northeastern border of the alliance. Large-scale gathering, nearly 80,000 troops of the Four Confederates, and an estimated 40,000 warriors."

"The city-states in eastern Mexica have all mobilized to recruit militias and samurai. Atotonil Coban, located on the most frontier, urgently asked the Union for help. When I came, there were already four of the six legions under the city of Hilotepec. Cross the Tempon and transfer to Atotonilco."

Avit nodded calmly, obviously already aware of the news: "Atotonilco is a frontier that has been at war for many years. There are many fortresses and the city-state is strong, and it is not so easy to fall. The Tlaxcalans may not be able to withstand a siege. huge casualties.”

"It's just that the army commanders of the city-states in the east wanted to withdraw their troops for a long time. With this news, there was a commotion in the camp. Tissok decided to transfer four legions to stop everyone's mouths."

Although he was not in the Ottopan Siege Camp, the chief intelligence officer knew exactly what happened in the camp.

"It's been more than a year since the battle, and the warriors are eager to go home." Sherlot nodded in agreement. He often talks to ordinary samurai and the lowest level of the militia, knowing that the enthusiasm for war has been lost. Homesickness abounds in the military during this tough rainy season. It was only by virtue of the commander's prestige and recent victories that the troops maintained normal morale.

"According to the mobilization of the Tarasques and the Tlaxcalans," Acap said solemnly, "the high priest judges that our enemies have united and are ready to rescue the ancestral land of the Otomi people and prevent them from letting them Completely conquered by the Alliance."

Shulot's face was solemn. He was once attacked during spring plowing this year. The attack has already revealed signs of a tripartite alliance between the Otomi, Tarasques and Tlaxcalans.

"So, the high priest believes that the next key point is the city of Hilotepec. He has sent scouts to keep an eye on this city of the Otomi people. Because it is impossible for our enemies to forget that this position is so critical, and at the same time A city-state of eight thousand samurai remains."

Avet gently stroked his palms and praised: "The eagle's eyes are always the same far away, while the grass rat only looks at the food in front of him. The city of Hilotepec is just pretending to give in. They are poisonous snakes under the stone, once Move the stone away, and it will definitely come out and bite."

"So, Hilotepec City may rebel at any time?" Shirott asked curiously, "The road ahead is unstable, so the king should withdraw as soon as possible!"

"Grass rats that are tempted by the food in front of them can't be driven away, except for the moment when the fox pounces." Avet said with a smile, he no longer concealed his disdain for the king.

"Totek has spoken to Tisok several times, but the king insisted that he would not retreat. He hoped to besiege the city for another three months and capture the city of Ottopan. He just repeatedly urged the capital to send a new batch of troops to fill Shiloh. The great camp under the city of Tepec. The prestige of the king is almost exhausted, and the capture of Ottopan City has become his bottom line."

Avit turned his head and looked at the boy seriously: "Shirot, do you remember what I said to you? The bottom line cannot be violated, then it becomes a weakness. A great ruler cannot have weaknesses!"

"Because of weakness brings death!" the boy blurted out. die? Tisok's death? He was fully aware of it, and felt a wave of horror again.

Acap nodded: "Thanks to His Royal Highness for teaching Shulot, he has indeed grown a lot."

"Shirot is a very good boy and a good heir." Avette smiled and looked at the boy's eyes with a rare tenderness, "He is my student and my friend. I am in He sees a lot of traces of his own past, and he also sees the shadow of his grandfather, Montezuma I. He can be a good ruler."

Acap smiled, and suddenly made a big bow to Avit: "Your Highness. The High Priest is willing to ally with you and offer the loyalty of the Teotihuacan family to help you achieve your great cause. But we also I hope you can return a piece of sincerity that is enough to reassure us."

"Sincerity?" Avit thought for a moment, "Heirsok's exploits are enough to become a third-level honorable noble and take charge of Teotihuacan City. Shurot can become the heir of Kezar, the chief priest of the capital's Great Temple, In this way, when he grows up, he can serve as both the chief priest and the high priest, and the two priests of the alliance will be united into one."

"Besides that, I can allocate 500 hectares to the Teotihuacan family from the 2,500 hectares of Chinampa directly under the royal family. This is enough to support you in cultivating two new honorable nobles in the capital! "

The boy was a little surprised. One hectare of chinampa can support 20 people, and 500 hectares of chinampa means food for 10,000 people. Tenochtitlan has a total of 9,000 hectares of chinampa. In the Celestial Dynasty with vast land and abundant resources, this is also the treatment of Fenghou, not to mention the Aztec Alliance with a total population of three million.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness, but the reward of 500 hectares of Chinampa is too generous, and we dare not accept it." Acap shook his head solemnly, taking one-fifth of the royal land will become the target of public criticism. The way to death in the future.

Then, he suddenly had a sly smile: "You said that Shulot is your student and your friend. Have you ever thought about going further?"

"What do you mean? But the priest can't..." Aveit's face was stunned for a while, as smart as he was, and instantly understood the meaning.

"If the high priest and your plan come true, there is no question of whether it can or not." Wakapu smiled gently, but showed a little edge. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"The high priest heard that your wife's eldest daughter is eleven years old this year. She is gentle, intelligent, beautiful, and the most white lotus flower in the city in the lake. He specially sent me to ask you: I don't know if the hummingbirds in Teotihuacan can be Are you fortunate enough to land on the lotus of Tenochtitlan, waiting for the holy bloom?" After saying this message solemnly, Wakap paid another pilgrimage to the shrine, waiting for the commander's reply.

"This..." Avette was rarely at a loss. He turned his hands behind his back, got up and walked back and forth in the tent a few times. During this period, he looked at Xiulote several times with a complicated expression. Finally, he sighed softly and reached out to touch Xiuluot's face.

The boy was a little dazed, but he still didn't react.

"My lovely Alyssa is still young and has no one yet. Sherlot is indeed a good child." Avette sighed again. He finally couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, pinching the boy's cheek fiercely.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! The young man groaned in pain.

"When I return to the capital this time, let Alyssa and Shulot get married!" The commander withdrew his hand, feeling a little more comfortable in his heart, and then made a decision with a serious expression.

"The Teotihuacan family will be your most loyal allies. Under the witness of the sun god, they will never be shaken! And your enemy is our enemy, no matter who he is!" Vakap raised his head , put his fist on his chest, and swore aloud with the same solemnity.

"Nani?!" Shiroutte was dumbfounded, speechless in shock. He rubbed his red face, it hurt so much, he didn't dream. What did you hear just now that you are engaged? The boy raised his head and looked at Acap, who smiled gratified. He looked at Avit again, the commander glared fiercely,

"I'm only thirteen years old!" The boy finally cried out in disbelief in his heart.

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