Aztec Eternals

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The ancient hall is built of volcanic rock, with deep colors, simple and solemn. The four walls are meticulously decorated with large and bright murals and legends, telling the story of the oldest tree snake gods who established the tree snake city. This is an epic handed down by the Tlaxcalans, cherished in the hearts of generations of serpents.

However, if you look closely, the still gorgeous carvings now have more marks of slashing. The gold, silver and precious stones that were once decorated have disappeared without a trace. There were only rows of torches on the walls, burning roaringly, illuminating the scene in the hall.

The Mexica generals looked solemn, dressed in gorgeous battle uniforms, and sat in a circle. And more than a dozen warriors who have made great achievements all fell to the ground, with bare hands, kneeling in the center of the hall. In front of them, the supreme king held a divine scepter, smiled faintly, and announced loudly.

"Victory in the Eastern Expedition, the Lord God blesses the alliance! The hereditary nobles in the Lake District, the commander of the royal army, and the dead dog Kiki Mickey, took the lead in attacking the South City, occupied the temple in the city, and captured the leader of the Tree Snake City. "

Speaking of this, Avit paused, his eyes were bright, and he glanced at the commanders of the city-state army. Everyone bowed their heads in unison, expressing their sincere admiration for the heroic and adept confidant of the king.

Seeing this, Avet smiled with satisfaction. The first act of siege was naturally attributed to the royal legion directly under him. He held his scepter high, making decisions like a god.

"Wang Ling: The deceased dog, Chichi Mickey, has been promoted to the third-level honorable noble! Grant Chinampa a fief of 400 mu, 100 serfs, 20 Meiji, and ten boxes of precious stones, gold and silver!"

"What, promoted to the third-level glory noble?!"

Hearing such a reward, the legion commanders of the various states looked at each other and were a little shocked for a while.

Among the king's awards, the most important thing is to be promoted to the noble rank. From second-level hereditary nobles to third-level honorable nobles, that is a real threshold, a huge class jump! The honorable aristocracy is the pinnacle of aristocratic promotion, and since then it has become the real top of the ruling class, hereditary is irreplaceable, and it is separated from the country. And if it is enfeoffed in a foreign country, it can serve as the city lord!

"The king is so rewarding, wantonly promoting new nobles, and promoting glory... Let us, the glorious family that has been inherited for a hundred years and bleed for the alliance from generation to generation, how can it be worth it?"

Commander Sintel of the Reeds Army widened his eyes and opened his mouth, about to object.

You must know that the entire Mexican Union is only thirty or forty Glory families. Scattered in each state, there are only three or so, all in charge of the power of each city-state. Ten years ago, the dead dog Kiki Mitch was just an ordinary military nobleman. And now, with just one expedition to the west and one expedition to the east, he is on the rise, equal to the honorable nobles and city-state legion commanders here! ...

"cough!"

The Pacho army commander of the Xiajin Army hurriedly stretched out his hand, held down Sintel, who was sitting next to him, and gestured with his eyes. He has long seen that the king is taking measures to weaken the local nobles.

The previous centralization reform, the religious reform, and the city-state warriors who were driven to attack the city during the Eastern Expedition were all weakening the strength of the great nobles. Now he has been continuously promoting the new nobles, weakening the influence of the inherited nobles... His dissatisfaction is also accumulating! Only, thinking of Jotico's dubious death...

Pacho coughed carefully and whispered to Sintel.

"...The most important warrior in the league. For such military exploits, although the reward is high, it is also reasonable."

"...Hey."

Sintel gritted his teeth and sighed in a low voice, his heart was on fire, and there was nothing he could do.

The secret conversation happened in the corner, and after a few words, it was silent. In the center of the hall, the deceased dog Kiki Mickey's eyes turned red with excitement, and his voice became even more choked. He fell to his knees abruptly, kowtowed heavily with his head, and swore a trembling oath towards the simple-handed king.

"Your Majesty! You...you are a flying eagle, and I am Chichimitch, which is your wings!...The testimony of the Lord God! No matter where the eagle goes, I will follow you and serve you!"

"Ha ha!"

Avett laughed heartily. He reached out and shook the dead dog's hair. Then, he personally lifted up his confidant, handed him a glass of wine, and raised a glass to celebrate.

"Come! The Lord God bless the alliance! All generals toast to celebrate the first achievements of the Eastern Expedition!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! Congratulations to the King! Congratulations to the Commander of the Dead Dog Legion!"

No matter what they were thinking, there were smiles on the faces of the generals. Everyone toasted and drank all at once. Kiki Mickey gulps down, and the slightly spicy tequila pours into his throat, but it is as sweet as honey.

"In order to capture the Tree Snake City, the warriors of all countries fought hard and made outstanding achievements! ... And the military nobles of the Lake District, the pioneer of the royal army, and the warrior Mo Qihui, took the lead in breaking into the South City, killing the tree snake family samurai chief, life prisoner The two god-born princes, the second credit for this battle!"

Mo Qihui's face was flushed, and she knelt on the ground, her breathing became heavy. He was waiting for the king's award, and his heart was beating wildly.

Avit smiled slightly, glanced at the loyal and fearless young warrior, paused for a moment, and announced loudly.

"Wang Ling: Warrior Mo Qihui, promoted to second-level hereditary noble! Grant Qinanpa a fief of 100 acres, 20 serfs, four Meiji, and four boxes of precious stones, gold and silver!"

"Second-level hereditary nobles, one hundred acres of Chinampa!"

Mo Qihui's head "hum", and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. One acre of chinampa floating field, the harvest is approximately equivalent to six acres of mirpa fields. And 100 acres of chinampa is equivalent to 600 acres of ordinary fields! More importantly, such floating fields have no market value, and are hardly circulated in the market, but are the foundation of the inheritance of noble families.

In fact, the population of the Texcoco Lake District has been saturated, and all suitable fields have been reclaimed and held in the hands of nobles at all levels. In this Eastern Expedition, King Avit was able to use thousands of acres of chinampa as a reward, or because the high priest's cleanup last year uprooted the great nobles of Tracopan and exiled a full 20,000 people!

It's a pity that now, the elders and the high priest are going to the kingdom of God. The successor High Priest Uger has always been deaf and mute and cautious. Such a big case is definitely not going to be done again.

While thinking, Avit reached out and shook Mo Qihui's hair. Only then did the slightly drunk young warrior react and swear loudly.

"Your Majesty! You are my supreme sun! I will pierce the bronze spear, wield the battle axe, and fight bravely! I will let your light shine on all the nations of the world!"

"Haha! Good! Come, drink up this cup!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the warriors!"

For the promotion of the hereditary aristocracy, none of the commanders of the real powers present had any reaction. They are powerful and knowledgeable. Such power, they already have in the city-state, and they don't care much.

After Avit finished drinking, he looked at Mo Qihui on his knees, thinking of how he was in the temple during the day, suppressing the performance of the Lord of the Tree Snake... The corner of the king's mouth was raised, like a **** who fulfilled his wish, and asked with a smile.

"Mo Qihui, besides these awards, what other wishes do you have?"

"Uh, wish?"

Mo Qihui was startled. He raised his head, looked at the majestic and amiable face of the king, and shouted out his wish not long ago.

"Your Majesty! I want a beautiful dancing girl in the garden!"

"...Hahaha!"

Hearing this wish, the Mexican generals looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"It turns out that it is a little wolf cub who is full of qi and blood and is in heat!"

"Ha ha!"

Avett laughed. He stretched out his hand, patted Mo Qihui's flushed face, and agreed with a smile.

"Okay! You go out later, and whoever you fancy, just take it away! I'll save you from your errand tonight, and I'll let you have a spring night!"

"Eh? Just take it away?"

Mo Qihui drank a lot and got a little drunk. At this moment, when he heard the king's words, he thought for a while, and then boldly shouted.

"Your Majesty, I was born with a lot of strength! If I can carry two of them, will they be mine?"

Hearing this, the hall immediately burst into laughter, filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Haha! Of course, you can take as many as you can, and they will all be yours!"

Avit couldn't help it, and also laughed dumbly. He nodded readily and agreed to Mo Qihui's request. For loyal and brave warriors, he has always been extraordinarily tolerant.

Then the king raised his scepter again and walked to the next warrior. He looked at the burly body on his knees, smiled faintly, and his voice became louder and louder.

"Sourwood City military meritorious noble, Sourwood Legion warrior chief, turquoise Tessie Whitt, the first to climb the city wall, the first to break into the South City, also made great contributions!"

Tessie Whittaker knelt on the ground, her expression calm and without hesitation. He was originally taciturn, and after the death of the head of the war, he said even less.

"Wang Ling: Warrior Tessie Whitt, promoted to the second-level hereditary noble! Grant Chinampa 80 acres of land, sixteen serfs, three Meiji, and three boxes of gems, gold and silver!"

Hearing this, Tessie Whitt's expression was still unmoved. After all, he was a general trusted by the former legion commander, and he had no shortage of land and wealth. And he himself doesn't care about money and beauty.

"...Such a warrior, elected to the Guards of the Broken Hair, to serve as a centurion, to fight for the alliance, and to die for the royal family!"

"Huh? Transferred to the hair-cutting guard to serve as a centurion?"

Hearing this, Tessie raised her head in surprise, and saw the king's smiling face, she was a little at a loss for a while.

"If you are transferred to the Imperial Army, you will have to leave the Sourwood city-state and go to the capital city in the lake. The guard will be at the king's side... If so, how can I have a chance to investigate the truth of the family's death?"

Yes, the Turquoise General at the moment, although he is full of doubts about the death of the Patriarch, the object of his suspicion is the successor of the Sour Wood Army, the Spruce Patriarch Hoch Kalo.

Because, that night, the one who was able to do it in the camp and finally got the most benefit was Hotch Kalo! As for the supreme king, he hasn't thought about it too much for the time being.

Hotch Carroll's fat face smiled and looked at Tessie Whittaker kindly. If Tessie Whittaker continued to remain in the Legion, he would never let the other party return to the city-state alive from the Eastern Expedition. such a pity...

Arvit's eyes sparkled, carefully examining the turquoise general's expression. He observed for a long time, and from the stunned expression of the other party, he did not see any exposed resistance, nor did he find a trace of hidden hatred. The king finally calmed down, smiled and asked.

"Why, Tessie Whitt, you don't want to?"

"...Here..."

Tessie Whittle was speechless, but the situation did not allow him to refuse. After a while, he sighed, lowered his head, fell to the ground like a bear, and saluted respectfully.

"Your Majesty, you are a towering mountain, standing at the highest point of the alliance! I would like to follow your figure, climb the heights, and fight to the death for you!"

"good very good!"

Avit got the answer he wanted~www.readwn.com~ nodded with satisfaction. Rewarding the warriors of the city-states who have made great achievements, and conquering the hearts of the warriors of various states... This Tessie Whitt is the best example!

"Come on, drink up this cup!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the warriors!"

The generals congratulated in unison and drank full of water and wine. The king laughed and held out his hand.

Seeing this familiar allegiance link, Tessie Whittaker was a little dazed. He stayed for a moment and slowly lowered his head. Then, a big powerful hand grabbed his hair, restraining his soul from then on. Then, a majestic and laughing voice came from the front.

"Haha! Tessie Whittaker, my warrior. What else do you wish for besides these awards?"

"What, wish?"

Hearing this, Tessie Whittaker pursed her lips and raised her head. From this angle, he could see the king's kind smile and Hodgecarlo's kind smile. Regarding the death of the head of the family, doubts about Hodgkalo flashed in his heart in an instant, and he was about to blurt out!