Aztec Eternals

The setting sun slanted westward, leaving the last afterglow and the last warmth. The golden sunlight shone down, reflecting the shining hills and painting the magnificent forests.

This is where the Otomi Mountains meet the edge of the Valley of Mexico. Going south from here, the trees gradually sparse and the mountains gradually flatten.

Hundreds of warriors with long bows and bronze spears walked steadily and headed south without any hesitation.

A teenage commander wearing a helmet is walking in the center of the line. He was small in stature, with a shield in his hand, a battle club on his back, and the commander's sunstone cloak, with a large bow painted on the back of the cloak. An extremely delicate obsidian necklace is wrapped around his neck, symbolizing the status of a high priest.

Where the chilling warriors walked, flocks of birds flew up from time to time, and eagles chirped in their ears.

The boy saw the eagle flying among the splendid red clouds, saying goodbye to the golden sun and the warmth of the world.

Beside him, an extraordinarily strong jaguar warrior was listening intently. The similar eagle cry was repeated several times before he nodded clearly.

"Shirot, the prey has turned to the east, half a day's journey away from us, and is drinking water." Oloshi said confidently.

Shulot nodded slightly. He wore a mask to maintain the majesty of the commander and prevent the warriors from seeing the handsome face of the young man.

"Teacher, this is gone?" The boy kept his posture, and after a long time, he looked at Olosh beside him with a surprised expression.

"Of course! The eagle language code imitated by the jaguar warriors can only convey simple information: east, west, south, north, half a day, a day, two days, drink water, eat, sleep. This is not a human language, you still want to How about it?"

Olosh looked at the boy and rolled his eyes. He stayed with the teenager for a long time and learned this action very early.

"Also, in the army, the upper and lower ranks are clearly defined. You need to maintain your prestige, just call my name directly!"

"Okay, teacher."

Xiuluo nodded, and then shouted the order: "Turn to the east!"

The warriors followed the order and chased east.

The hunt has been going on for two days. For the past two days, the jaguar fighters in the holy city of Teotihuacan have finally had a chance to show off their traditional skills: hunting.

Unlike their wealthy counterparts in the capital, the military nobles of Teotihuacan did not have enough land and villages to support themselves. The high priests also occupied an absolutely dominant position in the distribution of the wealth of the city-state.

The military nobles in the holy city can only do it themselves and subsidize their households.

They often go hunting in the mountains and forests in the north, catching tigers, leopards, deer, wolves and crocodiles to obtain hides and meat. Animal skins can be used to make or repair leather armor, and meat can be used to subsidize the youngsters in the family who participate in samurai training.

And every once in a while, when large-scale sacrificial activities need to prepare sacrifices, the warriors will also gather into small groups to go deep into the territory of the Otomi, Vastek, Tarasco and even Tlaxcala to capture the local area. savages, raid hostile villages, and even capture samurai from opposing forces. This is capture.

Capturing a prisoner can bring promotion and honor to the participating samurai, but of course also hides a brutal death. Male sacrifices could bring temple rewards, and female captives could be exchanged for wealth in the marketplace, or simply left at home to weave.

The teenagers of Teotihuacan always experience the first battle of their lives in the capture of prisoners, just like Shurott himself. And when senior warriors are promoted to military nobles, most of them will join the Jaguar Chapter, which is good at raiding, to further improve their hunting ability.

In hunting, the most important skill is tracking, and the most valuable quality is patience.

In order to capture an unparalleled general like Totec, Shulot has enough patience.

The jaguar warriors of the holy city were scattered into the forest by the young commander. They closely monitored Totec's movements and signaled with high-pitched hawks.

Tisok's whereabouts were always locked, and Totec tried to break out of the encirclement several times, but in the end he was unsuccessful.

During the two days of hunting, the hunters are constantly creating wounds on the prey, consuming the physical strength of the prey, waiting for a fatal chance!

Whenever the guards drink water, eat or rest, the longbow warriors of the squad will come quietly. The blazing longbow brought deadly feathered arrows, taking away exhausted lives, leaving the guards unable to rest.

By now, nearly half of the 150 or so guard warriors have been damaged. And the remaining loyal guards were hurt and exhausted. They didn't even dare to raise a bonfire at night, they could only chew icy dry food and endure the cold wind.

And once the angry Totec was ready to hunt down, the other squads would be looming in the surrounding mountains and forests, waiting for the chance to shoot the king. Totec is like a beast trapped by his hands and feet, and Tisok is the rope that binds his hands and feet.

If you cut off this rope, will the beast surrender to you? The young man thought longingly.

At this moment, under the guidance of the jaguar warrior, Stanley came from the mountains to the east. He walked in a hurry, his face was slightly tired, but he was very excited.

"I have made contact with the samurai group in the south. Three thousand samurai have been surrounded from the south. We will completely trap Tisok in the morning tomorrow."

"Good job!" The boy took off his visor, revealing his handsome face. His expression was confident.

"Tomorrow morning, let us launch a fatal blow!"

A night without a bonfire is always difficult. Totec closed his eyes slightly, and the alert guard was beside Tisok.

Around the king are guards guarding with shields. During the two days of marching and fighting, the harassment did not stop, and the guards struggled with exhaustion. From time to time they closed their eyes and bowed their heads, their helmets lightly tapped on top of their shields, then woke up for a moment, and soon closed their eyes and fell asleep again.

Totec listened intently, but he didn't hear the annoying chirping of the eagle, nor the low sound of the longbow. He was slightly relieved. Tonight, the rebels were rarely disturbed. He glanced at the tired and scarred guards again, and said nothing.

Everyone enjoyed a rare rest, and the king was finally able to sleep peacefully. In his sleep, he roared in a low voice that was inaudible. In the past two days, the troops have been arduously heading south, and the rebels have been harassing them day and night, and they have to sleep with half their eyes open.

In the predicament, the king inspired a warrior's tenacity instead. He no longer complained or cursed. Instead, it motivates the loyal guards from time to time to make promises for the future.

"This is the descendant of the first monarch, Montezuma." Totec thought quietly, "Don't be obsessed with any theology, despise loyal warriors. Don't be deceived by the words of the chief priest, and kill your brother. ."

"If only this happened earlier..." Totec shook his head slightly. Once the things in this world have passed, they cannot be changed. Since they cannot be changed, there is no need to think about them.

"If I can return to the capital this time, the king will definitely be able to change and become a hero like his predecessor!"

Totec tried to think of the face of the predecessor, but only remembered a vague tall figure. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Perhaps, in the distant past, in his boyhood, he never dared to face the great and glorious Montezuma. He just obeyed the orders of his predecessor, loyally loyal to the king, and kept the oath of protection in mind.

As a hair-cutting guard, he guarded the king of the previous generation; as a commander-in-chief, he guarded Tisok. He was grateful for the promotion of the king, but the office and the reward meant nothing to him.

He was only alone, without a wife, relatives and friends, and lived the most simple life, as pure as the rock on the top of the mountain. Because the life of a samurai is only loyal to his mission, fulfilling his promise, until he dies peacefully!

The peaceful time always passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the horizon was a new red sun. Chaoyang, with infinite dawn and hope, illuminates the vast world and ascends to the highest peak, just like the emperor of the world.

The red sun is rising, and its path is bright.

Totec looked at the splendid morning glow, which dyed the clouds in the sky. The clouds spread out from the east, like a gate to the kingdom of God. A wise smile rose in his heart: the old sun had gone, the new sun had just risen, it was a beautiful day, just right for a peaceful death.

That night, Shirout slept well. He woke up in the dawn, and raised a lazy waist to the rising sun on the horizon. Then the young man dressed neatly and led the warriors to the east under the guidance of Eagle Crow.

Before noon, he received urgent information. A few miles to the east, Totec led eighty guards, and they were about to smash through the barrier of a thousand-man battalion.

The boy scolded for a while in his heart: "These gang of royal warriors who don't work hard!"

He immediately ordered that the eight hundred warriors turned into a torrent and hurried to the east.

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