Aztec Eternals

Chapter 52: go east

The rain curtain shrouded the sky and the earth, and August is the most intense rainy season.

In the blink of an eye, it was another week of wind and rain. During this week, Avit let the wind and waves rise and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. He just waited quietly for the two most important news from the north and the east.

The Tarasco people on the south bank organized several attacks by boat divisions, but they were all thunderous and raining little. Three or four thousand militiamen, who had only brought in three or four thousand harassers, were scattered for several days upstream and downstream, exerting psychological pressure on the Mexicans.

Shirott was a little worried: "The city of Hilotepec has rebelled. If the Tarrasco people cross the river in large numbers, where should we retreat?"

Avette smiled slightly: "Son, you don't have to worry. Marching and fighting depends not only on the strength of both sides, but also on the will of both sides to fight."

"The Otomi are defending their homeland, and they will sacrifice everything they can to stop the Mexica army. The Tarasco and Tlaxcala are just strategic cooperation to attract our military, This will save the city of Ottopan and prevent the Otomi people from perishing."

"With such a purpose, the Tarrasco people will not have a high will to fight. At most, they will fight against the wind and take advantage of it, so they will not cross the river on a large scale and fight to the death with us who occupy the terrain. That way. It is to take chestnuts from the fire for the Otomi people, and the casualties will be too heavy."

"But if the king retreats and the Otomi people are attracted by the opportunity to encircle and annihilate us, they are likely to choose to let the king go and attack our back road. At this time, our geographical advantage will be wiped out by the attack. Pioneers, the Tarrascos will also seize this opportunity to cross the river in a big way. They will echo the Otomi people north and south, and thus wipe us out completely."

"If I guess correctly, the king's messenger will be here soon." Aveit paused, showing an unpredictable smile.

"Avit, what you said makes sense!" The boy agreed very much.

"Child, don't call my name, you want to call me teacher!" Avit's face became stern, and he reached out to pinch the boy's face.

The daily exercise had an effect, and the boy swiftly avoided it with a jump. It seems that the teacher and friend's mood has not calmed down, so I should go to the guard camp and hide for another two days.

In less than two days, the king's messenger arrived as expected.

"...The previous time was successful in blocking the enemy, but you must continue to persevere. Tratoani has generously granted you land and wealth... Do not order the king, and do not retreat half a step. Be sure to defend the north bank of the Leman River until Otto Pancheng has fallen... When you return to the capital, you will be the first in this expedition! Promoted to vice king and rewarded Chinampa..."

The messenger made a majestic announcement in the big tent. Afterwards, he congratulated the younger brother with a smile on his face, and hoped that the future vice-king would live up to the heavy responsibility and sustenance of the king, continue to persevere, and win the first merit of the expedition.

Avet bowed his head one last time to the king's will. With a firm expression on his face, he respectfully made letters and boards. With determination until death, and eagerness to look forward to the future, until the messenger left.

Then, he smiled at Shulot: "The king is ready to withdraw."

The commander immediately detained the king's will and let the officers loyal to him convey the new military order. The warriors immediately prepared supplies and prepared to retreat.

The next morning, another huge fleet arrived from the capital. Arvitt mobilized the influence of his matriarchal family to recruit as many boats as possible on Lake Texcoco. This time, they made a hundred big boats and four hundred small boats, with only basic food and the bottom line of oars.

Now, he has three hundred large boats and one thousand small boats in his hands, with a maximum carrying capacity of 17,000 people.

The Tarrasco fleet was overwhelmed by the overwhelmingly superior Mexican navy. They all restrained their activities and hid in the depths of Lake Quetzeo, which was connected to the Leman River, and sheltered by the fortress in the hinterland of Tarasco.

At this point, everything is in place, only the east wind is owed, and the young man is looking to the north.

In the evening of the second day, the "East Wind" finally came from the north. The dusty Acap has obviously lost weight and no longer has a graceful posture. However, when Shilot looked into his eyes, his eyes were bright and dazzling.

The three sat cross-legged. The same closed tent, the same flickering bonfire, the same continuous wind and rain, but a different excitement.

"I can't wait any longer, now is the time!" Acap exclaimed in a low voice.

"The news of the rebellion in Hilotepec City came, and the food supply was subsequently cut off. The city-state army was in an uproar, and the 30,000 warriors were in chaos. Within a week, the city-state army commanders gathered several times to advance and retreat. The officers were also persuaded.

Because there were only three and a half weeks of food left in the camp, it would take at least two weeks to return to Hilotepec. The supply lines in the rear do not know when to resume, and the guerrilla squads of the Otomi people can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests.

The king couldn't hold back any longer and could only nod his head in agreement. Finally, a wave of persistent messengers were sent to you, and they began to pack up the camp, gather the scattered legions, and prepare to return to the Hilotepec camp.

I finally had a secret conversation with Captain Husok. The captain has gathered the 4,000 warriors under his command, and will always follow the king and follow Tisok, waiting for our arrival! "

Avit also nodded with suppressed excitement: "The army has been cleaned up, and you can board the ship and return at any time. My loyal 2,000 family warriors have joined the new batch of reinforcements assembled in the capital, and are about to support Hilotepec City University. camp."

"Let's go to the ship's owner, take this reinforcement first, and then take the Hilotepec camp to cut off the king's return. If it goes well, then take the nearest mountain camp and say goodbye to my brother there!"

After speaking, the two firmly embraced each other, with burning flames burning in their eyes.

The teenager was caught in the middle, and there was an illusion of being a sandwich ham. He couldn't help crying out for help: "Tisok is just an old grass rat, don't get too excited. Young condors, your eyes are on the whole world!"

After hearing these words, Avit and Acap were slightly taken aback, and then they laughed happily~www.readwn.com~ and hugged the boy even harder.

The world is in my arms, and my heart is like fire. A night without a dream, the fighting spirit is lofty!

Early the next morning, Avett pulled out of camp and boarded the ship.

After the Battle of Crossing the River, he had 14,000 warriors and 13,000 militiamen in his hands, and the boat division's maximum capacity was 17,000. The commander left 10,000 militiamen to garrison five camps, and ordered them to retreat or surrender on their own as long as they held on for two days. When retreating, try to follow the river upstream to the east, so that when the fleet returns, they can be picked up as quickly as possible.

Next, 14,000 samurai and 3,000 militiamen boarded the fleet. With only two weeks' worth of food and forage, the army quickly headed eastward upstream. Samurai and militia took turns taking over the paddlers, and the boat continued. At this speed, it is estimated that it will take only ten days to reach the vicinity of the Hilotepec camp.

Standing on the big boat, the wind and rain are sluggish, and the journey is long. Shulot looked at the camp on the north bank for a while.

Under Avit's order, the militiamen planted flags, and the commander's flag stood at the top of the fortress, temporarily confusing the enemy on the south bank. There is still more than a month of food and grass in the camp.

The militiamen stood silently on the camp, watching the fleet go east with low morale. Nearly a hundred loyal samurai also stayed in it, maintaining the most basic order. Their destiny is to sacrifice and wait.

The boat started, the two banks passed by, and the river was turbulent. Shirot's heart is full of icy hardness, this is the cruelty of reality. He glanced one last time at the south bank, where the banner of King Tarrasco was still high, the shrines of the priests loomed, and the warriors and militias scattered.

When can we meet again? There was a warm smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, which was the expectation and confidence in the future, as if the scorching flames dispelled the coldness.

"When we meet again, it will be a complete conquest!"

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