Aztec Eternals

Shulot strode out of the papermaking office, leaving behind a small but stalwart figure in the fearful and admiring eyes of the craftsmen. After turning the corner and walking for a while, he stopped, feeling agitated.

After pausing for a moment, the boy calmly raised his head and looked towards the sky. The sun was scorching, the sun was bright, and several obvious blue smoke rose from the eastern sky. When the warriors arrived, he went straight there.

Burning charcoal and bricks requires more raw materials and occupies a large area, so it is arranged in the east of the periphery of Shenqisuo, close to convenient waterways. This area is located on the outskirts of the city, with beautiful scenery. There used to be many residences of Texcoco nobles, and there are green willows in gardens and green pines in flowing water everywhere.

However, after the Bloody Sacrifice, the big nobles of Texcoco went to the kingdom of God, and the little nobles were imprisoned and trained, and the land of several miles was requisitioned by the gods. Now, part of the noble mansion has been converted into a research center, and the rest is used as a samurai resident and craftsman community. As for the thousands of civilians in the area, only a few of them were able to move away, and most of them belonged to the nearest Shenqi administration, and they were incorporated into military households and used as labor for servants.

In the classical militaristic society, everything was military first, and the administration was often brutal and powerful, direct and effective.

According to Xiulot's plan, all artisans involved in important projects will be moved here, relying on the divided waterways to form a new closed community. In the community, the households were organized and the samurai were stationed to complete the personal control of the craftsmen; at the same time, parishes were set up and priests were dispatched to strengthen the ideological guidance of the craftsmen. Outside the community, sentry posts are set up to strictly blockade and prohibit unrelated people from approaching.

His ideas came from the Venetian island of Murano: to isolate high-level production craftsmen, control the formula of glass and mirrors, promote research and development incentives, and minimize technology leakage. Of course, there are still 24 years before the birth of the first Venetian mirror. And the wealth secret of the Venetian mirror will be maintained for one hundred and fifty years.

A group of people walked hurriedly, passing through the houses and waterways with great momentum, and arrived at the lake after a while.

Shulot looked up and looked around, not far away was the shimmering light on Lake Texcoco. The continuous fleet is constantly running day and night, the sailors rowing are sweating like rain, and the samurai on board are wearing strong and sharp clothes. They transported food and supplies to the northern camp, and then returned to the capital city to transport tribute to the states. They went back and forth in a month, alternately reciprocating, and extended the roots of the empire to the distance of the river.

The young man stopped for a moment, looked north at the vast expanse, and his thoughts flew away.

"October besieged the city, and January is at the end. The elders have repeatedly postponed the New Year's sacrifice, are they waiting for news from the north? Reform requires the sacrifice of life after all, both ours and the enemy's.

And the new year's tribute has already begun, do the vassals of the North and the South dare to refuse the tribute? The war of the Mexica has never stopped, and the war of the Mexica is about to begin. What God will bring will be an unparalleled war to end all wars! .”

Shulot quietly looked ahead. Not far away, peasants rowed small boats and towed wooden rafts floating in the water, loaded with fine clay, and turned from the lake shore into the waterway. Immediately, under the supervision of the samurai, they unloaded the wood and clay to this new military artisan area.

Next, the wood is dried and split into firewood, which is used as a raw material for burning charcoal; the clay is piled up and then smelted to make bricks for burning bricks. Both the drying of the wood and the accumulation of the clay took time, often months, and the raw materials used at this time came from stock. However, chopping firewood, refining mud, and making blanks are extremely labor-intensive.

As far as the young man could see, hundreds of peasants were bowing their heads, busying themselves by the open river bank with simple stone tools, and the crackling of firewood and the scraping of billets could be heard from afar.

Dozens of garrisoned warriors were scattered around the center and periphery. For fun, they fight each other in groups with wooden sticks without sharp edges. On the ground of both fighters, there were sporadic belongings, and the surrounding warriors were watching intently, probably gambling. A little far away, a few middle-aged warriors scattered here and there, half leaning in the shadow of a big tree, resting with their eyes squinted.

This place is far away from the strict divine revelation, and the guards are some worthless wood and soil. The warriors are obviously lax in discipline and relaxed.

Shulot frowned slightly, but then relaxed again.

It doesn't matter here for the time being, it's not good to be harsh on the loyal warriors who died in the direct line. Although the Islamic law has banned gambling, it has not been promoted after all. Gambling in the military has always been difficult to ban, as long as the scale is not too large and affects the combat power of the army, it is barely acceptable.

And this form of martial arts combat helps to improve the combat power of warriors and consumes excess energy, so it is worth promoting. As for the purge of military discipline, we have to wait until before the war.

In an instant, the boy's thoughts changed a lot. Then, he raised his head slightly, stared at the green smoke in front of him, and the mound of firewood and charcoal piled under the green smoke, and waited calmly.

A slight and sharp cry of an eagle echoed from under the tree, and the warriors stationed there were like frightened big cats, jumping up at the sound. They looked around vigilantly, and reacted quickly when they saw the elite guard warriors. The warriors of Boxi kicked a few times accurately, kicking the property on the ground into the mounds and grass, showing extraordinary ball game ability. Then they met at a trot, standing in a neat posture. The middle-aged warrior under the tree also straightened his back, crossing his guard.

Witnessing the reactions of the warriors, Shulot nodded slightly. The young man shifted his gaze, and saw a middle-aged and elderly warrior walking steadily from under the tree. His eyes are like copper bells, his cheekbones are high, and his body is strong. He looks quite fierce, but his face is full of familiar smiles.

Seeing the old samurai's friendly smile, Shulot also smiled slightly.

This place is quite important in his future planning, so it is naturally handed over to the trustworthy old man of the Holy City, the civilian warrior Etalik. Speaking of which, the old warrior Etalik, the grandfather guard Elvi, and the steward Esco of Nitrogen belonged to the same family, and they all served as guards of the Butterfly Palace, and they have followed the royal family of the Holy City for several generations.

With the growth of the Holy City, these retainer-like private warriors were promoted one after another. They held important middle-level positions everywhere, expanded the influence of the holy city, and became a natural faction in the new military and political group of the alliance. It is precisely by relying on these loyal direct descendants that the branch of the royal family that Xiulot belongs to can grasp the actual central power and establish a solid foothold in the capital.

The reason for the faint confrontation between the boy and Avet is not only the supreme power, but also the two different royal factions. The two royal families have their own roots and are connected by blood, but there are power contradictions.

Driven by the power of different factions, it is difficult for them to cooperate with each other inside and outside and trust completely like Montezuma I and the elders. And in the distant future, only when the two royal families merge into one, can they run into each other again and rebuild the balance of power!

At present, only by relying on the direct family members can Shulot realize his own will, rather than execute the will of the king. These retainers and warriors come from the inheritance of several generations. They are solid and cohesive hearts, and they are also the most lacking accumulation of reckless heroes.

After a while, Etalik walked up to the boy with a smile. He knelt down on one knee to salute, and whispered respectful blessings.

"Your Highness, I pray for you. May the Tengu protect the sun and the sun rise to the sky."

Hearing this, Berthard's eyes lit up, he looked at the old warrior carefully, smiled kindly at him, and returned the gift knowingly.

Shulot thought for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. He intends to remind a few words.

"Etalik, stationed outside, it's better to be more cautious."

Etalik smiled knowingly, but said.

"Your Highness, don't worry, the warriors look loose, but they are actually very vigilant. There are people always paying attention to the key positions, and these craftsmen will not have any problems!"

Hearing this, Shulot observed the middle-aged warriors under the tree again, seeing their opened eyes, the spears on their backs, and the directions they were controlling. The young man nodded slowly.

The two chatted a few more words, and Etalik respectfully led the way ahead. He squeezed his lower lip, and the eagle's cry sounded again, and the warriors dispersed their vigilance. The old warrior led His Highness towards the smoky charcoal pile. There, the craftsmen's faces were black and gray, waiting with big gifts.