Aztec Eternals

The seaside wind is warm, and the grass is smoked on the shore. Longboats lie on the waves, and camps stand on the banks of the river. Thousands of soldiers cheered and howled, and the two leaders sat down to drink. Priest Tommat drank a glass of blood wine and smiled proudly.

"Okay, have fun! Mo Qi, my brother, I can give you everything you want in the future! The kingdom will provide you with weapons and equipment bestowed by God, and you will provide the kingdom with skilled warriors, which is truly a win-win situation! Our two sides join forces. , you can swept the Mayan tribes in the north!"

Hearing this, Chief Moqi's eyes flashed. He stretched out his hand close, grabbed the arm of Priest Tommat, looked into each other's eyes, and seriously spoke a tribal proverb.

"Xulucumul! We Putons, 'in the ashes and poverty, living under a tree, you can't see the sky'. Life is always hard, we'll keep looking before our eyes and can't imagine Too far away... Brother Tomat, the weapons on your ship, there are many more. The warriors of our tribe, there are many more. Before you leave, we will exchange now!"

"Exchange now, in such a hurry?"

Priest Tommat was startled. This Chief Mozi really didn't want to wait for a moment.

"How do you want to change it?"

"Five copper axes, one tribal warrior! Two big bows, one warrior! As for your leather armor..."

Chief Mozi narrowed his eyes and greedily surveyed the leather armor of the Prepecha warrior. He has seen similar leather armor of city-state people, which is much better than wooden armor. Afterwards, he glanced at Pu Apu with a puzzled look at the bronze cloth armor he had never seen before. Finally, he stretched out a finger and said greedily.

"A pair of leather armor, another soldier! They are all veterans who have seen blood, killed people, and can throw spears. After the exchange, they will join the Menghu tribe and belong to you!"

"Oh? A pair of leather armor, two big bows, or five copper axes, for a Putun tribal warrior?"

Priest Tomat, with a half-smile, saw Chief Mozi.

"Mozzi, my brother, at this price..."

"Cough! Brother Tomat, to tell you the truth, our Shortspear tribe has twenty thousand people, and can mobilize five thousand soldiers. It is the most powerful tribe in the Dacao River Basin!"

Chief Mozi clenched his fists, hammered his chest again, and blew the force of the tribe a little. Then, he looked at the big grass river in the east, with strong ambition and desire in his eyes!

"In the Dacao River Basin, there are seven or eight large clans, a dozen small clans, and hundreds of thousands of Purton clans who are hunting! As long as you have your weapons, I will send troops to other Purton clans in the upper reaches of the Dacao River! .."

"At this exchange price, the clan will indeed take advantage of it, and I can compensate you a little more. According to the tradition of the Puton clan, the defeated and captured clan warriors will submit to the powerful victors and start over from the bottom of the war slaves. New clans fight! If you can wait and give me a batch of weapons on credit, then when I return from victory, I can give you twice as many war slaves!"

Speaking of this, a sincere smile appeared on Chief Mozi's rough face. He grabbed Priest Tomat hard and asked eagerly.

"How's it going? Brother Tomat, if you want those gems, gold and silver, there are also goods in the tribe that have been robbed over the years, and they are all yours!"

"Um..."

Hearing this, Priest Thomas raised the corner of his mouth. Along the way, all the kingdoms sold the gems in the lake and made huge profits. Unexpectedly, the people who really know the goods are the "savage" Puton people. For the weapons of the kingdom, the chief of the other side can even think of taking credit first and then returning it twice...

"There are indeed two spare axe, spear and bow armors on the kingdom's fleet. However, there are already four hundred warriors and sailors on the seven long ships. According to the maximum carrying capacity of eighty people per ship, a maximum of one hundred and fifty people can be loaded. Ten people, but the storage space for drinking water is too scarce..."

Priest Tomat pondered for a while, and then seriously replied to the chief.

"Brother Mozzi, our fleet only needs eighty soldiers at the moment."

"Only eighty warriors?"

Hearing this, Chief Mozi frowned. Even if it were five copper axes for one warrior, four hundred copper axes would not be able to make a decision. Moreover, weapons are used, and there will be wear and tear...

"Yes! Brother Mozi, this is our first transaction, and we will pay the price you said. But to be honest, our big bow is expensive and needs a very strong arrow. Your tribe can't make it. It doesn't last long."

Hearing this, Chief Moqi touched his chin and asked someone to bring a bronze arrow from the sand. He carefully looked at the sharp arrow, the sturdy wooden pole, and the glued tail feathers, thinking silently. After a while, he broke the wooden pole with both hands, and then nodded silently.

"In large-scale battles, it is better to use a spear that stabs at a distance rather than a short axe that slashes at close range."

Priest Tomat beckoned and called for a Prepecha warrior with a spear. Then, he took the bronze spear, and after a few skilled stabs, he handed the spear to Chief Moqi.

"One bronze axe can be used for two bronze spears. The point of the spear is very durable, if it becomes dull, you can sharpen it. If the wooden shaft is broken, you can also replace it with one, or use it as a short spear... You give me one Tribal warrior, I will give you ten spears! Eight hundred bronze spears can also increase the strength of your tribe!"

Looking at the spear in front of him, Chief Mozi thought hard again. To be honest, what he wanted most was a long-shooting bow and sturdy leather armor. As for the bronze axe spear, the biggest role is not to kill those mobilized tribe warriors, but to defeat the wooden armored warriors of other tribes.

"Eighty men, eight hundred spears... Eighty men, twenty leather armors, six hundred spears..."

Chief Mozi murmured and thought hard for a while. Then, he grabbed the arm of Priest Tommat, so hard that the opponent's eyelids jumped.

"Tomat, my brother! How did your god-given weapon, so sharp and tough, come to be made?"

"First Clan"

"Brother Moqi, this requires the flame of the Lord God, the stone of the Lord God, made from the hands of the Lord God's craftsmen! When your tribe has completely surrendered to the Lord God, slowly, you can gradually learn it!"

Priest Tommat twitched his arm, but didn't pull it back. He endured the pain, still smiling.

"Blessed by the Lord! She bestows devout believers, powerful weapons, and destroys all blocking tribes!"

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Chief Mozi gritted his teeth and prayed sincerely for the first time. Then, he finally made up his mind.

"Tomat, my brother. I'll give you eighty tribal fighters! You'll give me twenty leather armors and six hundred spears! I'll give you a close-fitting tribal warrior who can throw darts and hit Running deer!"

Speaking of this, Chief Mozi turned his head, looked around, and shouted to a young guard.

"Suoba Mokayin! The ancestors testified that from today onwards, you will follow the Menghu tribe! You should go out of the grasslands and hills and go out for a run. This is a big tribe, and only true warriors can stand firm!"

"...Listen to you, Chief."

Mokayin, the dart, pursed his lips and strode to Priest Tomat. He looked at the strength of the opponent, and pouted secretly. Then, he hammered his chest hard and shouted.

"The head of the Menghu tribe! The ancestors testify that I am a real warrior. You will see my spear throwing and witness my bravery!"