Aztec Eternals

The full moon rose into the sky, spreading a cold radiance, illuminating the wilderness of night. It's already halfway through September, and the full moon is a good time. The loud howling of wolves came from the distant mountains, which seemed to express distant thoughts.

Under the moonlight, two red-haired scouts walked silently on the wasteland, behind them were more than 300 soldiers in cotton armor. Their mission was originally to detect and ambush the Aztec food team. But when they met the personal guard tribe of the Great Chief of Death, they couldn't do anything with this manpower, so they needed to go back quickly and report the latest military situation.

The pace of returning home is always in a hurry. Soon, everyone followed the narrow mountain path and entered the mountains in the south of the valley. After greeting the tribal warriors guarding the mountain pass, Ivikan climbed up the ridge first. A narrow and fertile valley spread out in front of his eyes in an instant, tall corn covered both sides of the small river, heralding the hope of a good harvest.

"Aw! Aww! Amoxi, this moon is really round, it is the day of the moon god's blessing! According to tradition, the tribe should sacrifice a deer. Everyone has a good meal of venison, and then dances around the firepit, young The men and women of men and women have fun with each other! Because after the blessing day of the moon god, the corn will soon be ripe and harvested, and the breeding population will also have food to feed."

Ivican stood on the ridge, looking at the sky longingly, howling like a wolf.

In the legends of the Guakili people, the sky is the most divine place. The moon and the sun are the incarnations of the gods and the objects of their worship. The full moon before the autumn harvest is a day worth celebrating, and each tribe will hold sacrificial activities, and sometimes they will visit each other as guests to reduce the reproduction within the tribe.

Hearing this, Amoxi also paused slightly, looking at the bright night sky. The full moon hangs high over the undulating mountains, illuminating the camps in the mountains. The camps of the two sides were lit with fire, facing each other from a distance. The warriors of the cactus tribe occupied the front camp and blocked the east valley entrance; the warriors of the dog tribe occupied the rear camp and stood on guard day and night on the other side. The valley is full of chills, and there are large flocks of vultures falling on the ground, pecking at the blood clots and remains that have not been eaten day and night.

"Ivican, haven't the cactus tribe attacked Taniguchi in the past few days? I heard from other scouts that the red frog tribe is still guarding the rear camp."

Amoxi squinted his eyes and looked at Taniguchi for a while, but couldn't see the flags in the camp clearly. He looked at his friend.

"Haha! Ever since the two of us cooperated that day and shot and wounded Chief Black Wolf who went into battle, the Cactus Tribe has been lying on their stomachs like a sleeping black bear! Chief Ottowa talked to Chief Red Frog and asked him to continue Guarding the mouth of the southeast valley, we gave back 1,000 warriors recruited from ordinary tribes! Our chief is very smart, so we won’t let the Red Frog Tribe go back to the mouth of the northwest valley!”

Ivican laughed out loud, quite excited.

"Ah? It's agreed that each department will take turns guarding, can Chief Red Frog agree?"

"Aw! In the battle at Taniguchi, the Red Cat and Red Frog suffered heavy losses. The combined fighters of their two tribes were no match for our family. In this valley, our Red Fox Tribe has the final say!"

Ivican patted his chest proudly. Then, after thinking about it, he added.

"Chief Autuwa also appeased the other two chiefs and asked them to replenish Dingkou from the tribes in the valley. Chief Red Frog was a little dissatisfied, and after arguing for a long time, he finally agreed. The latest request is to insist on ten days of Taniguchi! Corn! It's almost ripe, and some tribes can't wait, and have already started to pick the sticks. Anyway, they can be eaten before they are ripe, but the harvest is less, and now they don't care about these many. "

"Ten days. Harvest unripe corn."

Amoxi pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and asked.

"Ivican, our red fox tribe, when will we leave?"

Ivican's expression became serious. He took a step closer and answered in a low voice.

"Amosi, I'll tell you the truth, it's only in these two days! The chief originally planned to collect some corn before leaving in three days, and he could bring more corn. Now the cactus chief came with the army, We must leave early! You go back to the tribe to pack your things, and I will tell you the exact time tomorrow after I ask the chief for instructions!"

Amoshi nodded solemnly. The two walked in whispers under the moonlight. During the conversation, the mountain road has forked. One side leads to the center of the valley, and the other leads to the west of the valley, and the two are in front of you in a blink of an eye.

"Oh, Amosi, my friend! You are now a member of our Red Fox Tribe. You have made great achievements, and your name has also fallen into the ears of Chief Otuwa. The chief likes warriors with brains the most. He said that you should reuse them. you!"

Ivican took a step forward, held his friend's arm tightly, and looked into the other's eyes sincerely.

"Chief Autua thinks highly of you! In addition to the young and strong tribal fighters, you can bring a few more old and weak to join the Red Fox tribe! I know you are reluctant to part with the old chief who raised you, so take him with you! It’s okay to bring a few more people. Well, Alan’s shooting skills surpass many redheads, so she doesn’t count as a quota.”

Amoxi looked at his friend, was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Thank you, Ivikan, my friend!"

"Aw! Thank you for what?"

Ivican smiled and patted Amosi on the shoulder hard.

"Tomorrow I will bring the soldiers to find you!"

"great, see you tomorrow!"

Amoshi laughed too. After he finished speaking with a smile, he waved goodbye to Ivican. The warriors behind the two separated, the red fox warrior went to the center of the valley, and the red crow warrior went to the northwest of the valley. The mountains turn and undulate, and soon disappear from each other.

The moonlight is long and the journey is long. Amosi put away his smile, walked on the moonlight, and headed towards the tribe. Two quarters of an hour later, the simple Red Crow camp appeared before his eyes. Shallow fences, dilapidated huts, guarding soldiers, and a bonfire lit outside the leader's longhouse.

Amosi reached out and touched his left ear. The edge of the ear was missing a lot, and it was carefully wrapped with cotton cloth, which was very painful to the touch. At the end of the Battle of Taniguchi, he sneaked up on Chief Black Wolf to attract attention, but was shot back by the opponent, half of his ear was shot off.

"Phew! What a formidable warrior! This half of the ear is not lost in vain."

Amosi turned his head back and looked at the more than a hundred tribal warriors behind him, half of whom were red-haired. Because of his military exploits, the redheads of the tribe were recruited by the Red Fox tribe and returned to him for command. Adding in the 200 remaining members of the tribe, the 300 warriors of the Red Crow tribe gathered together and were still in the hands of the tribe.

The guarding soldiers saluted the red-haired captain. Amosi nodded and stepped into the camp gate. The crude camp has been packed up, the luggage is tied tightly with straw ropes, and the supplies are loaded in bamboo baskets. In fact, the tribe is poor, and they have nothing in common, just some food for survival, weapons for fighting, and some herbs and tools.

"Daddy, you're back! Is the ear injury healed? I went to pick some herbs again."

The young girl Alan was like a lively deer, with a bow and arrow on her back, she rushed from the camp to her eyes.

Amoshi had a genuine smile on his face. He rubbed his daughter's head and said with a smile.

"It's much better! Dad has something important to discuss with the chief. I'll talk to you when I come out."

Alan blinked and nodded vigorously. She watched as Amosi bowed and walked into the chief's longhouse behind the campfire. The dazzling bonfire attracts the eyes, making it difficult to see the darkness in the longhouse, like the difference between light and darkness.