Aztec Eternals

Thousands of troops bowed their heads, all the people fell silent, and there was silence in the wooden village. His Highness's voice was like a call from a god, resounding in the ears of all the warriors.

Hearing the call, a young warrior strode out from the team managing the tribal people. He is about twenty years old, of medium stature, with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, his eyebrows are raised like swords, and his eyes are like stars. In two or three steps, he came to Xiulot, knelt down on one knee, saluted loudly, and looked up.

"Your Highness, Toltec of Tepanikapan salutes you! May you fly high like a golden eagle and hunt the world!"

Hearing this, Xiuluo laughed loudly. Although he has gradually grown deeper over the past year, the youthful spirit in his heart remains. At this time, among the followers, he really liked seeing this kind of vigor and vigor.

After the young warrior finished his salute, Shulot took a step forward, lifted Toltek himself, and laughed loudly.

"Toltek, my brave black wolf, how is the camp here?"

The young warrior raised his head and chest, and answered loudly.

"Your Highness, the camp is under my management. There are currently 1,000 village hunters and 2,000 tribal hunters! Another 800 Longbow Battalion are stationed here to assist in management."

Shulot nodded slightly. The Longbow Battalion of the personal guards was only loyal to him, and the warrior commander was the battalion commander. Afterwards, the young man thought for a while and asked in a deep voice.

"Toltek, you are responsible for the recruitment of soldiers. Why are there only a thousand village hunters, but so many tribe hunters?"

Toltek lowered his head slightly, but still replied loudly.

"Your Highness, village hunters are useless, but tribal hunters are excellent! According to your standards, you can shoot a straw man within thirty paces. I searched all over the villages in the lake area, and there were only a thousand people. But I used a little tricks, fishing and hunting The mountain tribes came in groups, and there were many excellent ones. According to the standard, I selected more than 2,000 people, and you can select again!"

Shulot laughed loudly.

"You know what I mean. The alliance conquest is imminent, as long as the archery is qualified, the more the better! Where do these tribal hunters come from, and how are they willing to submit?"

"Your Highness, there are more than 20 small fishing and hunting tribes here. Each tribe has at least fifty or sixty qualified hunters and as many as one hundred people. Most of them come from the western mountainous area, and they are the Tepanek and Otomi mountain tribes. , a small number of them come from the southern mountains, they are Qiongtar mountain people."

"The alliance has been at war for two years, and there is no peace in the mountains. The Forbidden Guard Battalion once attacked the rebels in the mountains. The large Tepanek tribes with inheritance were all slaughtered, the mountains and fields were burned, and the small tribes were frightened. The Otomi people After continuous wars, many tribes moved into the mountains. The Chunthars were expelled from the valley by the emerging southern city-states, and also entered the mountains.”

Toltek was in high spirits, and talking about the flames of war was like drinking fine wine.

Shulot was startled for a moment. These savage tribes in the mountains were all expelled by the alliance and struggled to survive in the barren mountains and forests.

"The mountains and forests are barren and the prey is limited. How can so many hunting tribes be accommodated?"

"Your Highness is right. The mountains were originally barren, and the output of the fields was extremely low. They were all supplemented by hunting and trade. Now that a large number of tribes have flooded in, the mountains have started to lack food, and they are fighting each other endlessly. The feathers hunted by the mountain people cannot be sold, and the price is extremely low. Military materials are controlled, and the leather of birds and animals cannot be sold. In addition, the alliance is imminent, and a large amount of food is collected, and the surrounding villages have no food left. For several months, there is almost no corn energy. Flowing into the mountains, the tribes began to run out of food and even preyed on each other."

Toltek smiled loudly, his eyebrows trembled, showing a bit of wolf-like ferocity.

"In order to prevent the tribal people from affecting the holy mountain and plundering the village, the great nobles here were planning to send hundreds of warriors to completely sweep the mountain area. But I heard that His Highness intends to recruit, so they temporarily postponed. I have been stationed here for more than a month, Ka Live in the mountain passages, arrest traders along the way, and shoot the mountain people who go out to collect salt. Salt and grain are not allowed to enter the mountain!

After the Great Salt Mine was confiscated by His Highness, the supply of table salt was already in short supply, and it could be sold everywhere, and merchants were unwilling to take the risk of coming here. Although many tribes have food in stock, they don't have salt for a month, and all of them are exhausted. At this time, I will use salt and grain to appease them, and they will all come out and surrender! "

In a few words, Toltek explained the tragic situation in the mountains. He analyzed the reasons for the current situation and made an effective response. This clear thinking comes from His Highness's previous teachings.

Hearing this, Xiu Luote first showed his approval, and the lesson he gave his followers was not in vain. Afterwards, he looked around the two thousand tribe hunters kneeling down, observing their generally thin cheeks, slightly swollen bodies, dull eyes, and the fear that came from the bone marrow. nodded.

"Very good. Toltek, you have the wisdom of a wolf! How are these hunters shooting? I want to test it!"

"Your Highness, please watch the shooting!"

Toltek saluted respectfully. Afterwards, he turned around, with a cold look in his eyes, and yelled at the hunters.

"Why don't you hurry up and show your highness the art of archery? Ten people will compete in each department, and each person will shoot five arrows. The tribe with the best archery will be rewarded with a bag of salt and ten bags of grain! Those who fail to pass the test will be expelled." Here, go back to the forest and wait to die!"

Hearing Sen Ran's cold words, the tribe hunters were in a commotion. Behind them are several times the tribal relatives, standing here is the hope of life. After a short and hasty quarrel, the hunter representatives of each tribe came out one after another. They crawled on the ground in fear, saluted His Highness clumsily, then took out their respective hunting bows and aimed at the humanoid grass target twenty steps away.

Shulot waved his hand first, indicating that Berthard did not need to use a shield for protection. At this distance, tribal hunting bows and wooden arrows can't break through the warrior's cotton armor at all, unless they hit the neck and eyes. After watching for a while, the boy's pupils shrank. His face was expressionless, and he moved two steps silently, putting himself under the cover of the warrior commander.

I saw the skilled old hunters raising their small hunting bows and aiming with their heads slightly tilted. They use the most primitive release method to pinch the nock of the arrow, pull the string over half of the arm, and then release it cleanly and naturally. The slight sound of arrows continued continuously, and the simple arrows only crossed different trajectories, accurately hitting the grass target's head, and weakly inserted around the eyes and neck.

Xiulot observed carefully, the first batch of old hunters had five arrows in the head, and at least two arrows were in the eyes and neck. He was shocked beyond words, these old hunters were so skilled in archery! The reason why they only shoot grass targets at twenty paces is not because of limited shooting skills, but because the stable and effective range of their simple hunting bows is only twenty paces!

"If you equip them with high-quality longbows and copper arrows, and then spend a few months to get familiar with the new weapon usage, even a samurai may not be able to avoid a precise arrow at close range."

Shulot looked solemnly. He looked at Bertard, and the warrior commander also nodded seriously.

But after dozens of breaths, the first batch of old hunters finished shooting, followed by the second batch, and the third batch. The tribe hunters who finished shooting retreated to the outside of the field one by one, knelt down anxiously, and waited for the fate-determining result.

Shulot looked at the straw target with a solemn expression. The level of the next few groups of hunters gradually declined, but all of them hit the target stably, and many hit critically. Looking at the head and heart of the straw target, densely packed with arrows, the young man's heart was both excited and joyful but also slightly worried.

These tribal hunters can shoot birds and hares in the mountains and forests, and the bow skills they have practiced for several years or even decades are really terrifying. They did not have enough technology and metal tools to make longbows, so they could only wait powerlessly to be slaughtered in front of armored warriors. And once they really know the secret of the Longbow, will they become a new threat to the alliance?

Shulot pondered for a moment, then felt relieved. These hill tribes were not productive enough to manufacture weapons, nor were they large enough in numbers. Even if they obtained some longbows, they would not be able to resist the large and well-organized Alliance Legion. Their existence will only inject new high-quality fuel into the alliance's war machine!

After thinking this through, Xiulot laughed loudly again. He looked at the radiant Toltek, and patted the young warrior on the shoulder vigorously.

"Toltek, these tribe hunters are good, you have done a good job! Bring up the supplies you promised, and I will double reward them!"

Toltek was slightly taken aback, His Highness personally rewarded the lowly mountain people. Obedience and reverence kept him silent, and immediately went down to give instructions. After a while, grain and salt were transported to the sidelines. Under the eager gaze of thousands of tribal hunters and the sincere cheers of the winning tribes, these materials were personally rewarded by His Highness to the most outstanding hunter tribe. The outstanding hunters of other tribes will also be given a bag of grain and salt.

Afterwards, His Highness announced generously.

"All tribal hunters will be recruited by the great alliance, and you will fight for the alliance! And all tribal people will become the subjects of the great alliance. Your tribe will move into the rich land of the alliance from now on, and you will be blessed by the supreme god Now, you don’t have to worry about food and salt anymore!”

The expected cheers did not resound. The tribe hunters looked at each other. They vaguely reject the alliance's rule, and have doubts about their future life. Under the threat and reprimand of the longbow warriors, they were forced to bow their heads, cheered unevenly, and then showed unconcealable sadness.

Seeing the performance of the tribe hunters, Shulot lowered his eyes slightly. He is determined to reuse these hunters and accept them as direct subordinates. It is actually easy to apply kindness and power, but it is the most difficult to win the trust of the people. Fortunately, there will be a long time to come. First, control the mountain tribes in your hands, and then slowly subdue and naturalize them.

Next, the village hunters also stepped forward one by one to show His Royal Highness their archery skills. Their bow skills are just average, they can barely hit a grass target with twenty paces, and only a few of them can hit the vital point stably.

Xiulot didn't say much. He turned his head, looked at the young warrior, and smiled lightly.

"Toltek, it's your turn, let me see your shooting skills!"

Toltek was taken aback for a moment, then he promised loudly, and walked onto the shooting range confidently. He took out his longbow and asked his fellow warriors to move the straw target away, and he didn't stop until he was seventy paces away. Then, he pulls the string with three fingers, the arrow hits the inside, the finger on the string is slightly loosened, the wrist is kept straight, and the string is drawn to the corner of his mouth. At this distance, the straw target's head is only a faint dot. The young warrior aimed carefully for a few breaths, and released it instantly.

The moment after the arrow was released, Toltek shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder.

"Center!"

The moment he let go, relying on the feel of countless shots, he was already able to determine where the arrow was about to hit.

There was only a trembling sound of "咻", and the war arrow was like lightning, and the light flew away in an instant. Then, the war arrow hit the grass target's head with a bang, pierced back and forth, blasted a tent of withered grass, and shot straight into the distant soil.

Then, shouts exploded between heaven and earth.

"Middle chest! Mid arm! Mid leg! Center!"

After a few shouts, the human-shaped grass target in the distance has already exploded five arrow holes, and then gradually collapsed. The fluttering dead grass fell to the ground, accompanied by the amazed eyes of everyone.

Toltek raised his head and looked around. His eyebrows were like inverted swords, and his eyes were like lightning. All the hunters he stabbed bowed and crawled, silent. It wasn't until he saw the smiling Highness that he fell to his knees with a plop and reported loudly.

"Your Highness, Toltek is fortunate to have survived!"

Shulot laughed. He took a step forward, helped Toltek up, and praised loudly.

"Toltek, you are my bravest black wolf! You are the black feather on the eagle's wings!"

"Your Highness, I am willing to capture stags and kill bears for you, and I am also willing to ride the wind and fly for you and spread my wings all over the world!"

Toltek shouted again, looking expectantly at His Highness.

Xiu Luote admired it in his heart, so he intentionally cultivated it. he asked with a smile.

"Toltek, the foundation of a warrior family lies in martial arts. Your bow skills are really extraordinary, how do you know how to use a stick?"

Toltek thought for a moment, then confidently replied.

"Your Highness, I can defeat five elite warriors!"

Shulot was slightly surprised. He looked at Toltek's confident face for a while, but decided to let him go and find some weak opponents for him.

"Very good! Come on, choose five tribal leaders, and fight against Toltek at the same time. The loser will not be punished, and the winner will be rewarded!"

His Highness issued an order, and within a few moments, five middle-aged tribal leaders were pushed forward. They held their usual stone spears and gathered together in coordination. On the other side, there is a young warrior holding a shield in one hand and a baton without a front in the other.

The tribal leaders gathered cautiously and approached, but saw Toltek striding forward, like a galloping cheetah. The two sides got closer, and the tribal leaders thrust out stone spears at the same time. In an instant, the young warrior suddenly stomped his feet and moved obliquely, taking a step to the right. Then he blocked the force with the left shield and used the old spear point, then swung hard sideways, hitting a headman in the side with a loud thud. Hearing a scream, the leader fell to the ground.

Then, taking advantage of the momentary confusion created by the opponent's fall, Toltek slashed obliquely and hit the shoulder of the second leader. The opponent let go of the pain, and the stone spear fell to the ground. It was another slash from the side, and the second leader also fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiulot knew that the general situation was settled. He turned his head sideways, recalling Toltek's shooting technique just now, and asked with some doubts.

"Bothard, did you learn Toltek's three-finger shooting?"

The samurai commander responded frankly.

"Yes, Your Highness. You once asked me to teach them bow skills. The new shooting method is more stable, and it is also very fast to let go, which can effectively improve the accuracy."

Shulot thought of his bow skills, and his face blushed undetectably. Then, he changed the subject.

"The shape of the new longbow used by Toltek has changed."

Bertard nodded and explained seriously,

"That's true. The old-style longbow is as tall as a person, and the top and bottom are equal. When shooting in the middle, only the tall and long-armed warriors can fully draw it, and others can only shoot diagonally, which is quite inconvenient. The new longbow is as high as Although it remains the same, the nocking point is lower, the top is long and the bottom is short, which is more suitable for ordinary warriors who are not tall."

Shulot nodded slowly. The new modified longbow is more similar to a bow, with the upper arc accounting for almost two-thirds of the total length of the bow. This shape interferes with the balance of the shot, further increasing the difficulty of the shot, but also increases the available shot trajectory. No way, this is the distress of short peoples, before there is no compound bow, it has to be like this.

While the two were discussing, they heard the cheers of the warriors. Shulot looked at the field, and Toltek had already knocked down all the leaders, leaving them lying at their feet and moaning. The young warrior once again commanded all directions, and the tribe hunters feared submitting, then he turned and approached, knelt down and saluted to His Royal Highness.

"Your Highness, Toltek is fortunate to have survived!"

Shulot laughed heartily. He pulled Toltay up and said with a smile,

"Not bad! Very good! Toltek, I have one last test. On the ground, use your stick to carve your name!"

Hearing this, Toltek's radiant face suddenly became bitter. He opened his eyes wide and looked at His Highness, his smile froze silently, and said in the final stage of Ai Ai.

"Ah, this, Your Highness."

"Write!"

Toltek shrank his neck and lowered his head obediently. He picked up the baton, first carved a word "Tuo" normally, then he was dumbfounded, and only carved a word "木" for a long time. Then he skipped the second word and slowly carved a "big". Finally, after a long while, he dejectedly engraved the word "Brother".

When Shulot got up and looked at it, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother Tom." In front of the generals, it is not easy to say anything directly. Sighing in his heart, he reached for the wooden stick and carved the four characters "Toltek" one by one. Then, the young man looked at it for a while and thought of a great writer, so he whispered earnestly.

"Toltek, do you know the origin of your name?"

Toltek's eyes lit up. He stood up straight and answered loudly.

"Your Highness, I know! You said that this comes from Toltec, the heroic ancestor of the Mexica, which means painters and craftsmen!" Since the rewriting of history, the Toltec has become the Mexica ancestor.

Hearing this, Xiu Luo nodded and pretended to be angry.

"Yes, the name of Toltek comes from Toltec. He is an outstanding painter, skilled craftsman, and the light of civilization! Toltek, why can't you learn to write!"

Hearing this, Toltek smiled confidently. Facing His Highness's questioning, he was well prepared and shouted loudly like thunder.

"Your Highness, I am both a painter and a craftsman. I use a stick as a paintbrush, and I paint with the blood of my enemies! I use feathered arrows as wooden beams, and I use the bones of my enemies to build towers! You are the flame, and I am the torch that burns for you. All the weeds in the world are burned! Your Highness, I am a warrior loyal to you, and your will is my reason. Why do you need to study? Fighting sticks and bows and arrows are far better than books!"

With Toltek's majestic cry, the warrior's declaration echoed in the camp. The eight hundred longbow warriors felt the same way. They practiced many times, shouting in unison at the same time.

"Your Highness, we are loyal to you and obey your will! Why do we need to read books? Fighting sticks and bows are far better than books!"

The mighty shout resounded between the heaven and the earth, with a rolling killing intent and the determination to sweep everything away.

The hunters looked at the warriors who were shouting indulgently, and heard the howling change into a neat wolf howl, just like the black wolf of death descending on the world. Amid the horrifying howls and fierce gazes of the warriors, they fell to the ground, fighting with each other, and soon they were sore and weak, and completely lost their strength.

Amidst the shouts of the followers, Shulot laughed and shook his head. He raised his hands high, walked to the crowd, let go of his voice for the first time, and howled wolves.

"Aw~~~Woo~~~!"

Seeing His Highness's movements, the followers raised their hands at the same time, shouting even more excitedly.

"Aw~~~Woo~~~!"

In this desolate and secluded mountain forest, high-pitched howls rose into the sky. Shulotel, the god of death, turned into a howling black wolf and sang through the mountains and forests, startling the flying birds in the sky.

After a long time, Shulot stopped laughing. He slowly lowered his hands, and the followers also fell silent, looking at His Highness and waiting. His Highness gasped, laughed, and gave orders in a hoarse voice.

"Good guy! Toltek, you have a talent for change and a fierce spirit. You are my best black wolf! I will leave the three thousand longbow militiamen to you. Go, build a altar, let They swear allegiance!"

Toltec was overjoyed. He knelt down on both knees, bowed his head respectfully, and was satisfied.

"Your Highness, follow your will!"

The generals of the Western Expedition have finally appeared, and everything that should be written has been mentioned. Soon the war will begin! Finally, Hei Lang appeared on the stage to ask for support!