Aztec Eternals

The sun rises and sets, and in the blink of an eye it is dusk again. It was a clear evening, and the brilliance of the setting sun came from the western sky. It dyed through the burning clouds, illuminated the towering temple, and shone with splendor in the sky.

At a glance, the sky is crimson red, the sunset is golden red, and the top of the Great Temple is blood red. This red kingdom is reflected in the eyes, as if the kingdom of God is coming!

The high priest Shuter wore a black sacrificial dress, a stone crown with feathers, an obsidian necklace around his neck, jaguar-skin boots under his feet, and an emerald scepter in his hand. With a solemn expression, he silently watched the sunset on the horizon, and then he walked down the towering Great Pyramid step by step.

After the expansion of the Great Pyramid is completed, it is nearly 70 meters high, and it is divided into six floors inside and outside. The new sixth floor was built with blue bricks, reinforced with mortar, and the foundation was additionally enlarged. It took five years to build this layer alone, consuming more than 10,000 prisoners of war before and after.

The setting sun shines on his face, bringing warmth from afar. The high priest was meticulous, stepping on the stairs and slowly walking down the altar. Then, he turned slightly, still taking a steady pace, and walked into the not far away chief palace. The fiery sunset disappeared behind him, and black shadows shrouded in front of him. He walked through the corridors of shadows, climbed the stairs, walked through the corridors of the gods, and finally came to the chief hall at the top.

The elder was wearing a sacrificial uniform, holding a divine scepter and sitting quietly on the cold stone seat. He stared at the door calmly, and the setting sun appeared behind him again, dyeing his silver-white hair a faint blush.

The high priest paused for a moment, startled. He had not seen the elder get up for a long, long time. An inexplicable premonition came to my mind, turning into an ominous shadow. However, his expression did not change, he just lowered his head, knelt down on one knee, and saluted the elder.

"Respected elders, descendants of Akamapicchitli, Shuter, greet you!"

"Well, Shuter, don't be too polite."

The elder was expressionless and nodded lightly. He raised his hand slightly and whispered calmly.

"Come, sit next to me."

Hearing this, the high priest raised his brows. He stood up, paused for a few breaths, and then slowly stepped forward. Shadow Chevalli had already moved a stone chair and placed it opposite the elder. The high priest greeted him slightly and took his seat calmly. The two then faced each other, only two steps apart.

"Since the Eastern Expedition, what is the situation of the north and south grain routes?"

"Respected elders, the north and south food routes can still be maintained."

The high priest pondered for a while and replied in a deep voice.

"More than 100,000 troops marched east, and the logistics and food mainly came from the capital. After three years of the westward expedition, there was no flood in the alliance, the tributes from each state continued, and there was a little savings in the warehouse... The north road food route, a total of more than 200 miles. , transported to the front line, ten losses and one or two. The south road food route, a total of 400 miles, was transported to the front line, ten losses two or three. And the city-states of the alliance have support, the Vastek alliance and the lake kingdom have food supplements and Come on... until the October harvest, no problem."

"What about after the autumn harvest?"

"After the autumn harvest, it is necessary to reduce the large army, withdraw the small half of the army, and reduce the burden on the front line. As for whether the southern vassals will pay tribute after the autumn harvest this year, it is unknown."

"Ok."

The elder nodded slightly and thought for a moment. Then, he continued to ask.

"Since the Eastern Expedition, what's the situation in the capital of the lake?"

"Respected elder, the capital city in the lake is as stable as a mountain."

The high priest showed confidence and responded calmly.

"There are 4,000 royal warriors in the capital, 2,000 temple guards, and 1,000 elder guards. The capital's nobles, priests and commoners all supported the Eastern Expedition, prayed day and night, and never neglected. And after the completion of the Great Temple, there is no need to travel outside. The supply of wood and stone. The high priests have promulgated the teaching law, controlled the capital city business group, arrested dozens of spies from various ministries, and confiscated the merchants' property... Since the Eastern Expedition, the north and south roads have been all smooth, and the city is stable, like a mountain. "

"Ah, very good!"

The elder gave a rare smile. He stretched out his thin old hand and tapped the high priest on the shoulder. Then, he lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"Shuter, last night, I suddenly had a dream."

"Senior citizens?"

The high priest was stunned and looked at the elder's face, but only saw a flat lake.

"...what dream?"

Mexicans value omens, believing that omens reveal destiny. Dreams are the most common omen.

"...It was a very dark night. I heard my brother's call and walked into the deep forest."

The elder looked calm, and with some memories, told about his dream. The corners of his mouth gradually raised a smile.

"In the depths of the forest, there is a towering divine tree. I came to the bottom of the divine tree, followed the direction of the voice, raised my head... I saw my brother's body, standing on a high branch. He laughed. calling to me."

"The elder's brother... the first monarch Montezuma..."

The high priest pursed his lips and listened patiently. The shadow in his heart is gradually growing, swallowing the light of life.

"He said... 'Terrell, Terel!'"

The elder's full name is Traka Eller. And Teeler was his nickname. This name, since the death of the first emperor Montezuma, no one dared to call it again.

At this moment, the smile on the elder's face became more and more obvious, even a little strange. His eyes were a little cloudy, and his expression was a little dazed. Like an old child, he whispered his nickname. An inexplicable warmth surged in his heart. And this kind of emotion has not appeared on him for many years.

"...I was surprised and looked at my brother. He smiled and said to me, 'Terrell, come up quickly! I've been waiting for you on this tree for twenty years! They're all waiting for you! !...'

So, I raised my head and looked carefully at the tree..."

Speaking of this, the elder lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, as if recalling a very special and profound scene. There was silence in the hall, and even the wind stopped. It was not until a long time later that the elder raised his head and smiled old and kindly.

"Little Shuttle, guess what I saw?"

"..."

The high priest pursed his lips and said nothing. His expression became vicissitudes, and his eyes became dim. After a while, he answered in a low voice.

"You saw the corpses of the ancestors of all dynasties. They were all on the tree, smiling at you."

"Oh?"

The old man's face showed a little surprise. He nodded slowly and asked with a smile.

"Little Shuter, how did you know?"

"Respected elder, I have also had such a dream."

The high priest took off the feather crown and lowered his head slightly, revealing the same silver-white hair.

"The priest's inheritance says, 'The corpse of the heroic spirit, standing on the high sacred tree of the family, smiling at the newcomer... This is an omen of death'!"

"Yeah, the omen of death... our common omen..."

The elder nodded, his expression unchanged, and continued with a gentle smile.

"...That sacred tree has many branches and is divided into upper and lower layers, with people standing on each layer. There are steps on the tree. When I came to the first layer, I saw Tissok shot through his throat. He gave me a salute and shouted 'Grandfather!'..."

"...Then, in front of Tisok, was Assaya Cartel, who died of illness. He lowered his head and called out 'Grandfather!'..."

Asaya Cartel, the eldest brother of Tisok and Aveit, is the third generation ancestor of the Mexica Union.

"...I didn't say a word and continued to walk up to the second floor. First was your father, Hitler, who was killed in battle. He asked me, 'Brother, is little Shutter okay?'"

Speaking of this, the elder's eyes became deep, and his expression returned to calm. He looked at Shutter, the high priest, and the high priest looked at him. Then, the elder seemed to be a different person and repeated gently.

"Little Shuter, are you okay?"

The high priest was silent for a while, lowered his head, and responded calmly.

"...Father, I'll be here soon."

"...Well, well... In front of Hitlar, Tessommok, who was also killed in battle. He saw me, smiled, and asked, 'Cousin, my youngest son, Avit Are you all right? His brothers are waiting for him here.'...

I smiled and told him, 'Avit is fine. He is an excellent kid. However, he won't come over until a long time later. '..."

Tesosomok was Avet's father and an early general of the Alliance. He was the cousin of Montezuma and the Elder, but was married to Montezuma's eldest daughter, Princess Atotostelli.

"Beside Tesso Somok, there is little Atotelli. She holds an obsidian dagger in her hand, and she is still so heroic. And further ahead, is the elder brother who was assassinated, Chimal Popoka. I bowed to him and he bowed back..."

Chimal Popoka, the third ancestor of the capital city in the lake, the elder brother. He was only 29 years old when he died in an assassination attempt.

"I kept walking and I saw an empty seat and then I saw my brother, Montezuma. He was delighted, looked at me, reached out, took my arm... He said, 'Come on , Teeler, stand by my side!'"

The old man's expression was a little dazed. Everything in the dream is so real, and the real is within reach, making people deeply immersed in it. The darkness came like a tide, and it seemed to devour people... The elder bit his lip hard and felt a little pain before breaking free from the whirlpool of dreams. He gasped for a while, spoke faster, and continued.

"...My brother reached out to me, but I shook my head and refused. I said, 'Wait a minute, I still have something to do... Besides, I've lived longer, done more, and should stand ahead of you!'"

"The elder brother smiled and shook his head, then nodded again. He let go of his hand, pointed to the upper floor, and said with a smile, 'Well, you go up first and meet your uncle, father and grandfather!'"

"So, I continued to go up to the third floor, and I saw Uncle Isco Atel first. He had a scepter in his hand, and his face was still so calm. We saluted each other... I remember, I was forty-four when he died."

Isco Atel was the fourth ancestor of the capital city in the lake and the first Grand Tratoani of the Tri-State Alliance. Together with Montezuma and Terraca Eller, he established the Tri-State Alliance of Mexica.

"Further on, it's my father, Vizzili Vettel. He had a hummingbird feather in his hand and a small smile on his face. Did he die of illness, or was he poisoned by the Tepanek? Until Now, there is no answer. All I know is that I was twenty when he died."

Vizzili Vettel was the second ancestor of the capital city in the middle of the lake. During his reign, Trochititlan was subjugated to the Tepanek Union, a vassal city-state, but its power was growing rapidly.

"I kept going up, and the last floor was the grandfather I had never seen, Akama Picchitli. I couldn't see his face, I couldn't hear his voice, only a picture on a board, a picture There is a tree painted on it. But I know that he ~www.readwn.com~ is our common ancestor, the origin of the Mexica royal family, and the beginning of the family tree!"

Akama Piccitri was the first king of the capital city in the lake and the founder of Trochititlan. He established the city-state and built the innermost layer of the six-story great temple. Since then, the **** of war, Huizilopochtli, has entered the temple and has become the patron saint of the Mexicas.

The long story has finally come to an end, the hall has returned to silence, and the needle drop can be heard.

The elder closed his eyes, panted slightly, recovered his exhausted physical strength, and calmed down his ups and downs. The high priest watched silently, his thoughts drifted away, not knowing what he was thinking. And the sacred tree of the Mexica royal family is hidden in the blood of the two.

Time passed, and the sun sank into the mountains. The last glimmer of light gradually disappeared from the sky. The elder sensed the change in the sky light, and finally opened his eyes and looked at the high priest who was also looking at him.

"Shutter, have you heard the call of the divine tree?"

"Elder, I hear you."

The high priest looked solemn and nodded calmly. His heart was completely shrouded in black shadows, and he faced his fate calmly.

"Ah, very good!"

Looking at the calm high priest, the elder had a gratified and kind smile on his face. He spoke slowly, word by word, and asked gently.

"Okay, my child... Can you help me, go to the family's sacred tree first, and say something?... I'll be there soon."

The words of the elder fell quietly, without a trace of emotion. The setting sun finally completely disappeared, taking away the last vitality. And the deep darkness is coming from the sky, like an endless dark sea, completely engulfing the hall! Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!