Aztec Eternals

Accompanied by Toltek's shout, the big tent fell silent instantly. The warm night wind blows, and the bonfire in the center shines, reflecting the surprised faces of the generals, and also illuminating the unconscious King Tarasco on the ground. Everyone looked at the same time, looking at the captured "White Deer" and also at the head-raised Hei Lang.

Hearing Hei Lang's words, Shulot's eyes lit up, and he got up abruptly. He smiled first, and nodded approvingly to Heilang. Then, he glanced at the samurai commander at the door, his eyes rested slightly on Yuku's head, and he sighed softly in his heart. Finally, the young king took two steps forward, came to the center of the big tent, looked at the captive's face, and ordered solemnly.

"Quickly call the master of the sky who is accompanying the army, General Orta; then call the master of the crocodile family in the rear battalion, General Ospai."

The two personal guards left immediately, and the big tent continued to maintain awe-inspiring silence. His Highness in the middle was lost in thought, and Marshal Iscari stood up as well. He slowly walked to Shulot's side, staring at the "White Deer" on the ground, with complicated expectations in his eyes.

The night's long wind blows the big tent, bringing the sound of rushing, and it is like the heartbeat of everyone, making the moment of silence long. Soon, the young Patriarch of the Sky came in a hurry and arrived first. As soon as he entered the big tent and saw His Highness in the middle, he immediately bowed to the ground and saluted, respectfully praising him.

"Congratulations to Your Highness on your great victory! You are a real eagle, ruling Tarasco's 'sky'!"

Hearing this, Xiulot smiled faintly. He beckoned for Horta to approach, then pointed to the ground.

"Horta, look carefully, who is he?"

The young Horta bent down obediently. He looked at the blood-stained prisoner with a moment of doubt on his face. He looked at His Highness inquiringly, then took out his handkerchief and wiped off the dirt and blood on the captive's face. Horta looked at it for a while, and suddenly thought of something, opened his mouth in surprise, and even dropped the handkerchief from his hand.

"Oh, he, he is he?"

The eyes of all the generals gathered together, bringing a majestic pressure like a mountain. Iscari's eyes were cold and stern, he took a step forward, grabbed Horta's skirt, and asked solemnly.

"Is he King of Tarasco? Are you sure?"

The young Horta was at a loss, with a panicked expression on his face. He nodded subconsciously at first, then shook his head in a panic, unable to speak for a while.

At this moment, the tent door opened again. "Accompanied" by two guards, a tall and majestic figure was slightly stooped, unarmed, and walked in quickly from outside the tent door. Ospai looked miserable, lowered his head halfway, and quickly looked at the situation in the tent. Then, his complexion paled instantly, his movements stopped suddenly, and his eyes widened in shock. Marshal Crocodile rushed two steps forward and threw himself on Su Angua, with tears streaming down his eyes.

"His Majesty!"

Ospie wept bitterly. He shook Su Angua's body, trying to grab something, but he couldn't.

Shulot raised his hand and stopped the guard who drew his weapon. With bright eyes, he patted Ospai on the shoulder and asked in a deep voice.

"Ospai, are you sure he is Suangwa?"

Ospai raised his head, looked at the majestic Highness, and nodded in despair.

"It's His Majesty, he is the king of Tarasco, the blood of the contemporary Condor."

"Hahaha! Woohoo! Roar!"

The generals erupted in an instant, shouting loudly, and the loud cheers finally exploded in the handsome tent! The faces of the warriors were filled with uncontrollable excitement, and Toltek even opened his arms and howled like a coyote.

Shulot nodded with a smile, and the veteran Etalik played the resonant flute. All the generals rose to the sound of the flute and saluted His Highness together. Then, the warriors raised their weapons high, and the tigers roared together! The sound of cheers turned into a sky-shattering howl, and the wild shouts shocked the heart, gathering into an unstoppable force!

In the fanatical tent, Iscari was silent for a moment, then lowered his head, and solemnly saluted His Highness in the center. Horta's legs were weak, and he fell on the ground weakly. He couldn't say a word and could only kneel down at His Highness's feet.

After a moment of boiling, the monkey Kuluka raised his right fist and was the first to shout the slogan,

"Your Highness wins! The Western Expedition is a big victory!"

"Your Highness wins! The Western Expedition is a big victory!"

All the generals roared in unison.

"God bless the king! God inspires His Highness!"

"God bless the king! God inspires His Highness!"

The generals saluted again.

Shulot stood in the big tent. He looked at the many warriors bowing their heads close to their ears, and felt very happy in his heart, like drinking a cup of cool and sweet spring water in midsummer, and feeling slightly drunk. The young king laughed loudly, slowly raised his hand, and the noise stopped immediately.

"Pour the wine!"

Xiulot took the wine glass and looked around at the generals. Wherever their eyes passed, the warriors bowed their heads one after another. Finally, he looked towards Iscari, and the senior Mexica marshal also took a step back and bowed his head.

"The first cup, congratulations to the Lord God! Praise my God!"

"Praise my God!"

A touch of tequila reverberates in the mouth, bitter in the cold, and has a unique taste like "cactus". Xiu Luote smiled and relaxed physically and mentally.

"The second cup, congratulations to the king! Praise my king!"

"Praise be to my king!"

The bonfire swayed, and the blue smoke rose in the tent, flying away from the skylight on the top of the tent to the infinite sky. Shulot looked up for a moment, only to feel that he was about to fly, and the world was under his feet.

"The third cup, congratulations to all the generals sitting here! The victory of this battle depends on the hard work of the generals, and the samurai's dedication. I will remember your achievements in my heart! I promised before the battle that after the victory of this battle , conferring titles for military merits, enfeoffing land, this promise must be fulfilled, and I will never break my promise!"

"Praise Your Highness!!"

The warm cheers sounded again. The warriors looked eager, and the generals' eyes sparkled. A victorious Western Expedition will allow them to ride the wind and walk the road that needs generations to accumulate!

"The fourth cup, congratulations to Black Wolf Toltek! He won the battle, held back the reinforcements from the north, and even captured the king of Tarasco! The black wolf made the first victory in this battle!"

Xiulot took a step forward, poured the wine himself, and handed it to the beloved general Toltek. The young black wolf took the wine glass, looked around proudly, toasted the generals, and drank it down in one gulp. The monkey Kuluka's eyes flickered, he remained calm, and followed the generals, drinking the remaining wine in the glass.

"Toltek, you are my favorite black wolf, you have never failed my expectations!"

Shulot smiled. He patted Hei Lang's shoulder affectionately, then held the other's arm, raised it high, and announced to everyone.

"Toltek has captured the king of Tarasco! From today on, he is the 'Chief Falcon Warrior' of the alliance! He is the famous warrior who captured the white stag!"

"Chief Falcon Warrior!"

Low voices echoed in the camp. The generals were surprised, with uncontrollable envy in their expressions. The eagle warrior itself is a symbol of military nobility. The title of Falcon is considered to be the strongest among eagle warriors, while the title of chief represents the lofty status and command authority of the army. From today onwards, Toltek has overcome the shackles of being a commoner and has become one of the top generals among the military nobles!

"My black wolf, do you have anything to say?"

Shulot smiled and looked at Ai Jiang, then at Kuluka, meaning something.

Toltek clenched his right fist and patted his chest hard. His sword eyebrows were flying, and his words were full of bold confidence.

"I, Toltek, is Your Highness's black wolf. I am brave and unstoppable! I have captured the enemy marshal and the king of Tarasco, and no one can stop me! As long as Your Highness gives an order, I will fight for you!" The wolf king gallops to catch prey from all armies!"

Hearing this, there was a moment of silence in the big tent, and all the generals were silent. Berthard coughed lightly and smiled.

"On the way back, Toltek and I mentioned that we would like to thank several generals and toast them!"

Hearing the words of the warrior commander, Toltek was taken aback for a moment. He looked up and saw Bertard nodded slightly, his hands moving slightly.

"Oh? Very good, serve wine to the black wolf! It's really not easy for the Chinese army to break through the enemy's formation and force Su Angua to flee!"

With a smile on his face, Shulot patted Toltek on the shoulder again.

Heilang hesitated for a while, then remembered the warrior commander's advice. He turned around, looked in the direction of Kuluka and Ezpan, lowered his head slightly, and raised his glass.

"The Pike Corps of the Chinese Army was tenacious and brave, and took the lead in breaking through the enemy's formation! The two generals are also quite capable of fighting. Among the credits for capturing the king, half of the Chinese Army! I, Toltek, here, toast to the two generals!"

After all, Hei Lang drank two cups in a row, and then bowed sincerely.

Kuluka the monkey and Ezpan the miner got up at the same time. They drank the water and wine and returned the gift with a little more sincerity in their smiles.

Xiuluo nodded and asked Heilang to sit beside him. Then, he poured another glass of water and wine, and said solemnly.

"The central army strives forward, and the two wings also strive to fight to the death! The warriors died heroically and went to the Kingdom of God. The sacrifice of the religious legion was especially tragic. Come, General Etalik, General Natali, Teacher Olosh, and drink this cup to the full , bless the sacrificed warriors!"

"Bless the sacrificed warriors!"

All the generals drank the cup, and the atmosphere was slightly solemn. Shulot poured the wine himself again, and handed the glass to Iscari beside him.

"This cup, to Marshal Iscari! The advance army on the South Road has worked tirelessly, going northward day and night, forcing the King Tarasco's army to launch a decisive battle and make a decisive assault! Thank you, respected End of the Moon, you have won for our army Strategic advantage!"

Facing Xiulot's toast, Iscari was slightly taken aback. A stiff and rare smile appeared on his usually cold and stern face. Marshal South Road drank all the water and wine in one gulp, and said solemnly.

"The Northern Army split through the thorns, broke through the fortress, and defeated the enemy! The tigers of Mexica leaped forward, and the deer of Tarasco fled in all directions. It is amazing! The king has always regarded His Royal Highness as an alliance. The sun of the future. I have questioned His Highness until today, but I am only completely convinced!"

Then, Iscari, who was born in the royal family, pondered for a while, and then spoke sincerely.

"After this battle, His Royal Highness will rise like the sun, and his reputation will be spread across the east and west lakes! How fortunate our family is to be so blessed by God. The elder is famous and suppresses the alliance; the king is wise and decisive, and he commands all the tribes; His Highness is wise. Good at fighting, leading the army alone, God bless our family, so promise the world! The king mentioned the plan after the Western Expedition, and His Highness already knew about it. After conquering Tarasco, His Highness will guard the rich land in the lake! As long as Tu Do everything you can to rebel against the people, relocate the nobles of the country, and control the fertile land here, the alliance will have no enemies to resist!!"

Speaking of this, the words of the last moon were full of blood, just like his eyes full of killing intent. Afterwards, Iscari paused, restrained his boiling killing intent, and hesitated for a long time. He stared at Shulot's eyes that were always clear and looked at the boy's increasingly heroic face, and finally said loudly again.

"Your Highness, you are also a descendant of the royal family, and many of our nobles support you, just like supporting the great king! Your Highness, please calm down and work hard outside. The king is with you, inside and out, together Manage the Lake District and conquer the Quartet! Once the old enemy Tlaxcala is conquered, and the unfaithful Southern Tribes are flattened, the world will be owned by the Great Alliance! And if we can see all directions coming to court in this life, we can go to God with a smile Kingdom, to meet the ancestor Montezuma. And after His Royal Highness succeeds, he will also become the first eagle to rule the world in the history of the alliance!!"

After listening to Iscari's words, savoring the obedience and persuasion contained in it, Shulot remained silent for a moment, then nodded slowly but forcefully.

"Good! Very good!"

Tepopolo held his wine glass tightly and looked at his old friend in disbelief. If the various departments of the royal family unite as one, the great nobles from all over the place... After a while, he bowed his head silently and drank the wine in his glass as well.

Xiulot pondered for a while, then smiled. He raised the wine glass in his hand and said to the generals with a smile.

"What the Marshal said is very true! My ambition is between the east and west lakes, and beyond the endless two lakes! The world we know is just a small island in Lake Texcoco. Outside of this world, there is still There is the land of Maya in the southeast, the Feathered Snake Islands in the lake, the boundless forest in the north, and the distant country in the south. And farther away, there is an unimaginably vast world! I will follow in the footsteps of the elders and be of one mind with the king De, until a new era opens! All the generals sitting here, you follow me. I will promise you a future that is unimaginable at this moment!"

"This last cup, toast to the future in my eyes!"

"Congratulations to Your Highness!!"

The boiling sound sounded again, like the hymn of a god! In the hymn of this new age, King Tarasco wakes up groggy. In his ears were loud and joyful singing, mixed with weak and inaudible weeping, which made people feel at a loss.

Su Angua let out a low moan, and finally opened his eyes weakly, looking at the bonfire in front of him dimly. At this moment, the bonfire swayed, and he saw the burning flame rising from the tent, burning up the old cocoa, sweeping across the vast land, until it burned the entire sky!