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A dry northerly wind, blowing from the Mexica Plateau, brought a dash of coldness. Now, in the blink of an eye, it's the beginning of December. There is no winter in the tropics, only long, late autumn. In the north of the Tlaxcala Valley, there is a very deep autumn feeling everywhere. At a glance, the four fields are half withered yellow, half cold green, and there is an endless sky.

Under the high sky, is the towering cloud snake mountain top. Cloud Snake City is still sturdy and towering, like a fortress that never falls, but it is stained with bleak and deep yellow.

Going further down, White Snake Hill City stands eight or nine miles away. The grass and trees in the rolling hills are yellowish, and there are no birds or beasts. A circle of deep trenches, as well as spaced out camps, have surrounded the entire White Snake Hill City. Looking down from the head of White Snake City, the trenches of the Mexicans are like the huge mouths of the abyssal worms, and their camps are like fangs full of fangs, and they want to swallow the entire hill city bit by bit.

Going out of Qiucheng, there are evergreen green trees on the flat ground, and the tree snake city among the green trees. The Shuigu River flows quietly and goes to the northeast. The camp of the Mexica Legion ran along the river for miles, like an anaconda waiting patiently.

Shulot stood seven inches from the "Anaconda", the head of the tree snake city where the king's flag was erected. He looked into the northeast, his thoughts drifted far away. The kingdom's expedition fleet has entered the water a few days ago. At this moment, after replenishing enough food, the fleet hoisted the flag of the Union and just set sail, heading for the lower reaches of the Owl River. Their first target was 400 miles away, the southern ancestral land of the Mistec people, Crow City. And the one who controls Raven City is the Mistek tribe that the alliance is about to marry, the Silver Raven Tribe.

"The kingdom fleet brought the alliance's messengers to spread the good news of the royal marriage. The silver crow Papata has always been obedient, and will definitely follow the alliance's instructions to help the fleet maintain and supply..."

Shilote thought for a moment and relaxed a little. In addition to the Silver Crow Tribe, he also sent alliance messengers to the coastal states of Totonak.

At the moment when the Eastern Expedition was victorious and the Tlaxcala Four-State Alliance had just collapsed, no city-state should dare to openly rebel against the alliance and attack the kingdom's fleet. As for the further back, more than a thousand miles to the east, past the hidden snake city in the east of the Totonak people, which is the Mayan city-state of Yucatan in the west...

"It's not the current alliance that can affect it... All they can rely on are the Mayan guides in the fleet, and the axe and spear in the hands of the warriors..."

With a leisurely expression, Shulot looked at the eastern sky. He hurriedly rushed, rushing for time, and hurriedly dispatched this fleet, not knowing what the outcome would be?

"Maybe, they'll all be drowned in a Caribbean storm. Or maybe they'll be attacked by the Mayan city-states along the coast and disappear. Or maybe they'll get lost and drift to Florida in the north, or Panama in the south, until Decades later, the last remnants were found by the Alliance..."

"In this season, the ocean currents go north, the monsoons go south, everything is possible... May the Lord God bless you!"

Shulot closed his eyes and prayed lowly for a while. Then, he turned around, walked down the city head, and went to the temple in the city.

A month has passed, and there has not been much change in the Temple of the Tree Snake, except that there are more black persimmon wood furniture in the center, and more drawings of the main gods on the four walls, which are all the preferences of the king.

Soon, Shulot took a seat in the middle, drinking the hibiscus tea that Naxiu brought, and reading the documents of the kingdom that came from afar.

The first document, written by Bertard, described the progress of the transfer of prisoners in the last three months.

"Dear Your Highness, since September, the South Road Navy has been transporting 60,000 Tlaxcala young men and women away. This group of prisoners spent several months in the fields outside the city of Shuidu, witnessing the majesty of His Highness and experiencing the aftermath of the fall. A bumper harvest. Their people's hearts are relatively stable, they rarely flee, and they are easily assimilated by the kingdom..."

"His Royal Highness, perhaps from these captives, two battalions of warriors and militia can be selected to govern the newly established Tlaxcala village, and to practice during the slack of farming... Each department of Tlaxcala has the foundation of bow and arrow, which is very important. Good source of archers..."

Seeing this, Shilote thought for a moment and nodded slowly. So far, 210,000 Tlaxcala prisoners have been transported to the Kingdom of the Lake and more than 180,000 people have been transferred. Taking into account the loss of stationing and transshipment in the towns along the way, about 160,000 people should have arrived in the hinterland of the kingdom, and divided camps in the two southern counties to establish villages for reclamation. As for the remaining captives, plus the 20,000-odd Mistek young men who were captured by the black wolf, there were still about 50,000. These young adults will also be transported cleanly within three months.

"The area of ​​the kingdom's expansion is getting bigger and bigger, attacking from all sides, and the required troops are getting bigger and bigger! In a few years, Bertard will go to Cuba and need to take away thousands of warriors. The establishment of a new army is imminent!  … This newly acquired population of more than 200,000 people is enough to support a semi-professional army of 8,000 people...well, at least 8,000 people..."

Thinking of this, Shilot touched his chin, thinking about the composition of the eight thousand Tlaxcala Corps.

"More than a month ago, the black wolf had returned from the south, and the Tlaxcala surrendered to the barracks in his hands, and there were more than 2,000 people. These surrendered soldiers were all desperate warriors who had been killed and had blood on their hands. Now the war is going on. After a short pause, the Guaquili Legion was renovated in Water Valley City, just to separate the surrendering barracks. Then, from the Praetorian Guard, the war priests and officers were selected for re-training."

"Two thousand desperado warriors, as the backbone, are equipped with leather armor, copper axes and copper spears. Then, from the Guard Corps, one thousand kingdom warriors are selected as the commander's pro-army. Then, from the 100,000 tribes who have participated in the field for half a year. , recruited 2,500 bow and arrow militiamen, equipped with paper armor, long bamboo bows and short spears. Finally, from the remaining 100,000 people, recruited 1,500 bow and arrow militiamen. So together, it is a full army of 8,000 Of course, in order to appease the 2,000 core warriors, we still have to give them Tianshou slaves..."

The purpose of drawing warriors from the Imperial Guard Legion is to strengthen the control of the Legion. After the selection, the remaining vacancies should also be selected from the surrendered army and placed next to the king for training. This model, partly borrowed from the Khitan's palace tents, aims to strengthen the king's control over the legions of various places.

Shulot took his attention and stretched out his hand a little. Naxiu lowered her head, sent pen and paper knowingly, and adjusted black and blue ink. The king nodded slightly, dipped it in black ink, and then raised the pen like a dragon and snake dance, and stroked the pen like a ghost drawing talisman.

"Wang Ling: Set up the Long Serpent Corps, with a total of 8,000 people. Two thousand Tlaxcala will be sent to the barracks, and all of them will be awarded the title of second-level warrior, 20 acres of land, and 1 slave. Among the two thousand people, according to the merits of war, the selection is made. Five hundred warriors were sent out, and the third-level warrior knighthood was awarded, 100 acres of land were granted, and 5 slaves were granted. One thousand kingdom warrior battalions were selected from the Guard Corps, of which the Mexica and Prepecha warriors were half and half, and the knighthood remained unchanged. 5,000 longbow militiamen, each selected from... Among them, those who fight bravely and have excellent archery skills will be given the title of first-class samurai!"

As a result, among the 200,000 Tlaxcalans, the 8,000 most capable of fighting were selected and brought into the ruling class of the kingdom. These people leave their hometowns thousands of miles and settle down again. They are stationed in the hinterland of the kingdom where the heavy troops are stationed, and they have a new identity of warriors and servants of the fields, and they will be much less willing to resist and flee.

"Of course, the quickest way to completely conquer the hearts of this legion is to let them get real benefits! Let them participate in battles with less damage, plunder other tribes, gain more military titles, and more The slaves of the field, who saw the passage of promotion with their own eyes! And these things are in the original four-state alliance, monopolized by the hereditary gods and nobles, and it is impossible to distribute them..."

"As long as they make military exploits and become part of the kingdom's rule, even if they are second-level warriors, third-level warriors... Their loyalty will be greatly stabilized, just like the current Prepecha warriors!"

At this point, Shirot's face showed a dash of self-satisfaction. This method of ruling the kingdom is actually not complicated, it is war, war, war! As long as there are continuous victories and fulfillment of the promise of military merits of granting fields and slaves, the military group of the Kingdom of the Lake will become more stable and stronger!

"That being the case, the Long Serpent Legion is stationed at the mouth of Tarsus, near the Black Rock Mountain Iron Mine. From there, going north, along the river, you can plunder more than a dozen city-states in the northern Tecos tribes, dozens of It has a population of 10,000, and Haenyeo City on the southeast coast! It's time to settle the old accounts of the attack on the kingdom's expedition team. And the neighboring Fire River City ministries should gradually expand their influence and gradually bring them under control!"

Thinking of this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Xiulote's thoughts turned around and he quickly wrote Wang Ling. Soon, Wang Ling, who formed the seventh legion, was written, leaving only the last difficulty: the candidate for the legion commander.

"The commander of the Black Snake Legion... Well, the legion is mainly composed of soldiers and captives, and the commander needs loyalty. Only the eagle warrior Barda and the temple guard captain Elvi have such qualifications and abilities in the kingdom. At the moment, they are all in the Guard Corps, serving as battalion commanders... Who should they choose?..."

Shirot closed his eyes and pondered. Seeing the contemplative Highness, Naxiu smiled softly. She lit the relaxing agarwood, brewed a cup of vanilla tea with honey, and sat patiently beside her, bowing her head and waiting.

"Loyalty, loyalty is the same... If I raise my army...to face the supreme...of the two, who will unswervingly follow me to the death?...Hey! Why would I be so disrespectful? idea?!"

The agarwood is delicate and falls into the heart. Shilot pursed his lips, feeling guilty in his heart. But when he opened his eyes, he no longer hesitated and wrote directly.

"Wang Ling, the Black Snake Corps, stationed at the seaport of Tarsus. The commander is..."

Naxiu quietly opened her eyes and looked at Wang Ling on the paper. Then, she raised her lips and smiled slightly.