Aztec Eternals

"What a magnificent city!"

Shulot put on his armor and held his bow, staring at the capital not far away, with an admiring smile on his face. He closed one eye, stretched out his left arm, and gave a thumbs up. He just watched for a while, and he knew that the city wall was eight or nine meters high, and the length was astonishingly two or three kilometers.

The bluestone walls are painted with symbols of gods and gods, and the wide city gates are carved with gold and silver patterns. On the tall city walls, there are many militiamen with spears and warriors with bows and arrows standing densely. Among the guarding militiamen, there are many bricks, wood, stones, and clay pots filled with lime.

Shulot's eyes paused for a while among the defenders on the city wall. He estimated the ratio of samurai to militia, and looked at a large number of tribesmen dressed as Tekos, his smile became brighter.

"What a majestic spectacle!"

The young commander raised his head, crossed the high city wall, looked up at the even taller "House of Wind" Yakata, and continued to praise with a smile.

According to the reports of the scouts, Qin Cong Can City covers an area of ​​six to seven square kilometers, and there are more than 40,000 people living in it on a daily basis. It is the largest city in Central America. At this time, including the people around the lake area, the number of people in the city must at least double.

In the center of this vast city is the ancient and vicissitudes of the Yakata Pyramid "House of Winds". The five circular Yakata pyramids are connected in a line, plus the extended subsidiary temple and priest's residence, the length is nearly two miles! The lowest sides are about 30 meters high, and the three main god pyramids in the center are nearly 50 meters high. Looking up, the huge pyramids are like towering mountains and giant beasts entrenched. And the raging holy fire lit on the temple at the top of the pyramid, like the burning eyes of a giant beast.

"A city that has prospered for thousands of years, and the capital of a kingdom that has been around for two hundred years, truly lives up to its reputation!"

With a smile in his eyes, Shulot looked at this ancient city as if seeing his own treasure. Then, he turned his head slightly, looked at the generals who were brought beside him, and asked with a smile.

"Ospai, Orta, why did the people of the lake build such a magnificent pyramid? What is the status of this spectacle in the hearts of the Prepecha people?"

"Your Highness, in the myth of the old gods, Qincong Cancheng is the center of the universe, and the pyramids are the source of heaven and earth. The power of the three main gods, the sun, the earth, and the moon, stays in the pyramids, driving the sun to rise and the moon to set , the vegetation is withered and flourishing, which maintains the operation of the world. Ordinary civilians have never had contact with the supreme main god. The old three gods are their beliefs that have been passed down for thousands of years. Of course, the power of the main god is supreme and omnipresent. In my opinion, the sun main god Rikaveri, perhaps, is just an incarnation of the main god Vitzilopochtli."

The master of the sky, Horta, spoke respectfully. After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply and saluted Shulot.

Xiuluo nodded, patted the other person on the shoulder, and looked at Ospai with a smile.

Russian Pai's face was full of complex expressions. In front of him is the glorious capital of Tarasco, and behind him are tens of thousands of Mexica warriors. Returning to the capital in this way, how can he not let him feel emotional? After counting breaths, Marshal Crocodile sighed. He bowed his head and explained in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, the Yakata Pyramid was built by the ancestors of the lake area, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. It is not only the seat of the gods, but also the tomb of the royal family and nobles, the place where festivals and ceremonies are held, and the place where the people in the lake place their spirits where!

For the high priests, the pyramid complex is still an observatory, a sacred place to set the time. The corridors between the pyramids point to a fixed north-south direction, and the masonry in front of the pyramids has an accurate width and is cut in strict hierarchical order. Every rise and fall of the sun will leave a changing projection in front of the bricks and stones, specifying the precise time. For two days each year, the projection of the pyramid points to the center of the masonry. The first day is when preparing for spring plowing, while the second day is when preparing for autumn harvest.

Your Highness, everyone in Prepeca believes that the dead souls will go to the underground kingdom of the dead, guided by the Moon Goddess, along the Yakata Pyramid. The temple on the tower can be changed, but the pyramid itself is always in people's hearts. After capturing Qincongcan City, if you want to rule the land in the lake steadily and for a long time, please be merciful to this spectacle."

"The vernal equinox and the autumnal equinox. It turned out to be a large-scale corona plus an observatory, a classical spectacle...".

After listening to Ospai's narration, Shulot pondered for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

"Very good! Don't worry crocodile, the Prepecha people will be my people, and I will also respect the cultural heritage of the people of the lake! I am a firm spectacle control"

Speaking of the last sentence, Xiulot's voice was already inaudible. Ospai didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and just saluted again gratefully.

Shulot looked around, beside the majestic "House of Winds", was the magnificent kingdom palace, "Palace of Winds". The height of the "Palace of Winds" is similar to that of the central pyramid, surrounded by a circle of solid stone buildings, and above the palace are pavilions built of stone and wood, and balconies with fluttering curtains. On the highest pavilion, a tall old man wearing gold and silver costumes was looking at the legion outside the city from a distance of half the capital.

Shulot stared at it for a moment, the old man was just a dot the size of an ant, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He withdrew his gaze and continued to observe the defense of the city wall. After a while, he smiled and said,

"The deployment of troops is rigorous and orderly. The chief minister of Tarasco is indeed the mainstay, and his reputation is well-deserved! What do you think is the weakness of this city, and how should we attack it?"

Hearing His Highness's inquiry, the young Horta raised his head, hesitant to speak. After a while, he bowed his head and said.

"Your Highness, since Kasongchisuangua has been captured by you, the authority of chief Zijinni is just a stream without source. He can't really unite the nobles and suppress the priests. Although this city is strong, the hearts of the people are chaotic, and the key points Right in the nobles and priests!"

"Well, people are confused. Well said!"

Xiulot nodded in praise, and looked up at Ospei. Marshal Crocodile lowered his head and remained silent.

"I have already seen this city, let's go here today!"

Shulot chuckled and shook his head. He turned and walked away, admiring the scenery around the capital. There are lakes with convenient transportation, fertile and well-cultivated fields, dense villages and towns, and lush spring scenery. The young king finally couldn't help laughing out loud, full of joy in his laughter.

"Located in the northwest of the world, the terrain is high and wide. The water and soil are luxuriant, and the people are densely populated. There are rivers in the north and south, and mountains in the east. The mountains and rivers are intertwined, and the fortresses are fortified. The culture is profound and long-lasting, but the nobles are swept away. There are copper, iron, gold and silver benefits! This lake The land in the center is really the fertile soil in Guanzhong, the foundation of the king and hegemony!"

Xiulot laughed and walked away, followed closely by the guards. Although the generals didn't understand it, they could feel the pride and joy in the king's heart, so they all smiled happily. The laughter melted into the spring breeze, and gradually flew away until the whole land in the lake.

The following week was uneventful. Nearly 20,000 Mexica legions were fully deployed around Chin Tsung Chan. The huge siege camps were layered upon layer upon layer, and the elite scout warriors patrolled all directions, completely cutting off the king's capital from the outside world. The north and west sides of the capital are close to the lake, and the terrain is narrow. Mexican craftsmen built earthen platforms for siege in the east and south of the city, and began to build wooden equipment.

Qincong Cancheng lacked elite warriors, so it was unable to attack and harass, and was on the absolute defensive. Under the chief's order, the four gates of the capital were blocked by bricks and completely closed. The defenders on the city wall could only watch dozens of earth platforms slowly pile up. Even though there is plenty of food in the city, it will take a long time for the earth platform to surpass the city wall, but the atmosphere of anxiety spreads little by little. The powerful chief controls the capital, and the nobles can only gather secretly. Whenever night falls, there will be hidden messengers walking through the darkness, discussing in the shadows.

Xiuluite sat in the commanding camp in the east of the city, and every day he just summoned the generals, chatted about Tarasco's stories, and asked about history and humanities. In the evening, he had banquets and drinks, and seemed to have completely ignored the siege of the city. Another week passed like this, when the May wind blew from the east, finally a messenger came in a hurry and shouted with joy on his face.

"Honorable Your Highness! The supreme king has personally led a vanguard of 10,000 warriors, and has marched twenty miles to the east!"

Hearing this, Shulot threw away the Prepecha plank in his hand, and stood up in the same joy.

"After waiting for a long time, the king finally came! Bertard, you go prepare the banquet and check the camp again. The rest of the generals, prepare a little, and come with me to meet the king!"

The golden sunset shines on the vast land. On the verdant land, there are huge camps, and there are tens of thousands of Mexica legions. Dressed in the uniform of a commander, Shulot stood outside the gate of the camp, waiting for the king whom he had not seen for a long time.

The blood-red sun banner first appeared from the horizon, followed by tens of thousands of elites, and finally a noble battle group of 2,000 people. The mighty jaguar warriors in colorful tiger skins and the proud eagle warriors in gorgeous plumage surround the central king together.

Wearing a white-patterned "evil spirit" leather armor and a hideous "skull" helmet, Avit strode out from the battle group. On his face was the majesty of a god, holding the topaz inheritance scepter in his right hand, staring majestically at Shulot and the generals who came out of the camp.

After a year of fighting, the two met again. Xiulot suppressed the excitement in his heart, and slowly knelt down on the ground. He bowed to the king dressed as a god, and then raised the marshal's scepter with both hands, and shouted respectfully.

"Lord God bless! Commander of the North Road, Shulot, to Tratoani of the Alliance, offer my most sincere greetings! Supreme King, you are my monarch, father and teacher, I give the honor of victory, the command of the legion , and dedicate it to you together!"

Hearing Shulot's shout, Avette showed a smile on his solemn face. He took two steps forward, took the scepter in Shulot's hand, and gently shook the boy's hair.

"Witness of the gods! Shulot, you are my most outstanding subject, son and student, and I accept the honor of your victory!"

Then, Avet put the scepter back into the boy's hand, and shouted with a smile.

"My child, you are my most outstanding general! I will hand over the command of the Army of the North Route, together with the advance army of the South Route, to you again!"

Afterwards, without waiting for the boy to reply, Avet stretched out his hands and directly lifted him from the ground. Under the watchful eyes of all the generals, the king gave the boy an equal and solemn embrace. Facing such super-standard etiquette, Xiulot opened his eyes wide in surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment. Avit laughed loudly, held the young man's left arm tightly with his right hand, and then raised them up high, announcing to everyone.

"Witness of the gods! The young eagle of Mexica has flown into the sky and turned into a golden sun. His light is unparalleled, and his glory is with me!"

"The Supreme Lord God witnesses! I am the sun at noon, ruling the vast heaven and earth, leading the great alliance! And Shulot, the rising red sun in the sky! In the distant future, when I go to the Kingdom of God, he I will take over my position, live high in the highest sky, and continue to guide you forward! The Lord God blesses and loves our people!"

The witness of the gods is the most solemn oath, and the sun is the symbol of the king. Faced with this sudden declaration of succession, the generals of the northern and southern armies looked at each other for a moment, and then bowed to the ground together to salute.

"Praise the Sun God! God bestows upon the King and Your Highness! The Lord God blesses and loves our people!"

Shocking shouts spread far away. A few hundred steps away, intelligence officer Gilliam looked sad. He stood in the shadow of the crowd, gritted his teeth, and sighed deeply. The passionate shout continued to drift away, awakening Suangua who was sleeping in the camp, and also alarmed Jinjinni who was patrolling the city wall.

Witnessed by the setting sun and the crowd, Xiulot finally raised his head. He showed a bright smile, looked at the vast sky, and took the second step that everyone expected towards the Sun Throne.