Aztec Eternals

October came in flames from a smoky sky and landed in the Sierra Madre Oriental in the Northlands. This is the time when the vegetation is withering, the leaves in the mountains are falling, and the pine needles in the forest are paving the ground. Once the terrible mountain fire ignited, it quickly spread along the mountain, with the momentum of devouring everything!

The fire was burning along the mountains and forests, and no one could stop it. Ozoma and Masat kept their feet on the ground, led more than 2,000 soldiers, fled from the red monkey camp to the flamingo camp, and then engulfed the flamingo tribe, fled to the red dog camp that had been built for a long time.

Before Chichika, the chief of the red dog, had time to reprimand him, a fire head more than ten meters high approached him. Thousands of dog descendants had no choice but to abandon the precipitous and complete main camp, discard the messy piles of supplies, and continue to flee in a panic. Then, the ferocious mountain fire engulfed the red salamander camp, burning out twenty miles of white ground, before stopping in front of the turning mountain range, and then gradually stopped.

Here, the mountain pass that extends eastward suddenly turns north and merges into the main vein of the Sierra Madre Oriental. The mountains on the main line are steeper and steeper, with large areas of brown rocks exposed, and the forests have become very sparse. Fifty miles further to the north, there is the lair where tens of thousands of dog descendants gather, Palms Valley.

The terrible fire has finally stopped! The five major tribes and thousands of dog-born warriors all heaved a sigh of relief. Everyone was ashamed, and their psychological shadows were burned by the wildfire. People in the fire were panicked, and many ordinary tribes were demoralized and fled in all directions.

Fortunately, the dog descendants have always run fast and don't have much luggage. The five major tribes gathered up their defeated troops and rested in the newly built camps behind. Although the new camp was located in a dangerous location, it had just been built, and it was the last line of defense against the Southern coalition forces.

The leader of Chichika, travel-worn, settled down in the camp. Then, he immediately counted the manpower, summoned the leaders of the various ministries, and launched a tribal military meeting.

"So, of the 7,000 soldiers in each battalion, only 5,000 are gathered in the new camp?!"

Chief Red Dog clenched his fists, and there seemed to be anger burning in his eyes. When he went out this time, he brought nearly ten thousand soldiers with him, and everyone's morale was high! Even if the Red Dog, Red Deer, and Red Monkey fought successively and lost more than 2,000 people, there would still be at least 7,000. As a result, after a big fire, there were only 5,000 soldiers left, and most of them were demoralized and panicked like defeated soldiers.

Hearing this, the red salamander chief Asholot coughed and explained to the leader in a low voice.

"Big leader, the elites of the ministries suffered little loss. The 2,000 soldiers who fled were mainly tribesmen recruited from ordinary tribes. At that time, the fierce mountain fire hit and the tribes lost their restraints, and the tribesmen fled first. They went all the way Fleeing along the mountain road, probably went straight back to the valley."

Hearing what Asholot said, Chief Chichika had no expression on his face, and just let go of his fist.

It is worth mentioning that in the Nahua language, Xolotl is a black tengu, representing the god of fire and thunder, death and new life. Axolotl means salamander in water. These two names are so close. Because salamanders can be reborn from broken limbs, which symbolizes the power of death and new life, they were also endowed with divinity by the Nahua ancestors.

Among the major tribes, the Red Newt tribe was the first to submit to the leader of Chichika, so they were arranged in the last camp to take charge of logistics affairs. Asholot witnessed the entire rout with his own eyes, and knew the situation of each department well, so he was not anxious at this time. He smiled and continued.

"Boss, although the oncoming mountain fire was fierce, it burned in a straight line, leaving enough escape routes. There are very few soldiers who were actually buried in the fire. You only need to send envoys back to the valley, and you can bring them back Conscript! The food stored in each camp is less than half a month, and the luggage is very little, even if it is burned by fire, it will not be a pity."

"What's more, this fire cut off the entire mountain road and resisted the southern coalition forces for us for ten days! Maybe the cactus warriors on the opposite side have already collapsed in the fire. It's the autumn harvest now, and when they attack again , all the ministries have finished harvesting the corn, and there is no longer any worry about food shortages!"

Chichika listened for a moment with a sullen face. He nodded in affirmation first, then shook his head in silence. Then Chief Reddog took a tough cowhide whip and walked over to the dejected Ozoma.

"Ozoma, are you convicted?"

Chief Red Dog spoke in a deep voice, his voice as cold as a cold wave.

Ozoma raised his head, met the eyes of Chief Chichika, and trembled all over his body.

"Chichica, I'm not guilty! The autumn forest is flammable. In order to rely on the forest for defense, there are hidden dangers in the positions of each battalion! Although I set the fire on my own initiative this time, causing the army to collapse, if the Aztecs When people attack the main camp, set a fire in the forest, and we will all die!."

Ozoma kept yelling. He pondered over and over for a long time in the past few days before he found some excuses. And the locations where the battalions were stationed were exactly chosen by Chichika.

"Ozoma, are you convicted?!"

Chichika flew into a rage. His eyes were like knives, containing sharp killing intent, and the whip in his hand was clenched tightly, creaking.

"I didn't"

Massat secretly stretched out his foot and kicked Ozoma's knee. Chief Red Monkey woke up. He looked around the big tent, the red newt and chief flamingo who had lost the camp for no reason, were all sneering at him, and the other little chiefs all showed dissatisfaction. In the midst of public outrage, if Ozoma was ordered to be executed by Chichika, Ozoma was startled, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees.

"Boss, I'm guilty! The Red Monkey tribe first set up an ambush in the forest, and then fought the enemy to the death in the camp. They killed thousands of enemies and suffered heavy casualties. Please read the achievements of the soldiers and forgive my mistakes. !"

Seeing the kneeling Ozoma, Chichika's expression softened slightly. He suppressed the killing intent in his heart and shouted angrily.

"Ozoma, you made a big mistake and caused the alliance to lose three camps! As the leader, I will spare you if you think of your deeds in the deadly battle! Now, take off your wolf robe, turn your back, and receive fifty lashes !"

"Huh? Fifty whips"

Hearing this, Ozuma knelt on the ground, his face pale. He looked to the opposite Chief Red Deer for help.

Massat frowned. If you really need fifty lashes, I'm afraid Ozoma can be whipped to death! The leader of Chichika is taking advantage of the situation, intending to kill the monkey to gain power. He hesitated for a moment, sighed in his heart, and stood up anyway.

"Respected Chief Chichika! The southern coalition forces attacked fiercely, but the chief red monkey resolutely resisted. He set up an ambush in the forest, rescued me, and made credit for the alliance! I have to use the fire to stop the enemy. Please forgive me, Chief!"

"When setting up an ambush before, the Red Deer tribe besieged and killed the enemy general, and got a pair of precious thick leather armor! It is impenetrable to arrows and spears, and it is extremely strong. Only true warriors can wear it. Chief, I would like to offer the thick leather armor Here you are, please forgive Ozoma for his crimes!"

Having said that, Chief Red Deer knelt down on one knee and bowed his head respectfully.

"Huh? Thick skin of cactus warriors?"

Chichika was a little surprised. He looked at the obedient Chief Red Deer, and fell silent.

Among the tribes in the valley, the red salamander and the flamingo tribe are the most obedient, followed by the red deer tribe. The Red Monkey tribe is the strongest and has always been the most rebellious. So for this expedition, he arranged the Red Deer and Red Monkey Tribes at the forefront to fight the enemy first.

Although the wildfire came suddenly, the result was not unexpected. The Red Monkey Tribe lost 800 warriors and became the end of the five tribes, while the Red Deer Tribe lost 600 soldiers, only slightly better than the Red Monkey Tribe. The two suffered heavy losses, and the chiefs became obedient. If you can subdue the drive, you don't have to kill Ozoma.

Thinking of this, Chichika's expression softened a little.

"Massat, present the thick leather armor!"

Chief Red Deer nodded, and asked his personal guards to present the armor. Chichika touched it with her hand, feeling overjoyed. He grinned and nodded slowly.

"Killing the enemy leader and capturing the thick leather armor can indeed cover part of the fault! Ozoma, if you commit the first offense, I will punish you with twenty lashes! Are you convinced?"

Ozoma gritted his teeth, lowered his head, hiding the hatred in his eyes. he whispered back.

"Respected chief, you are fair in rewards and punishments, I am convinced!"

"Okay, turn around."

Chichika smiled fiercely, raised the whip in her hand, and whipped it off mercilessly!

"Crack!!"

"Ahhh!."

Ozoma knelt on the ground. At first he gritted his teeth and was tortured, but in the end he couldn't resist, and screamed miserably. When the many leaders heard the screams, they first trembled in their hearts, and then mocked and sneered in a low voice.

"Ozoma screamed like a monkey, really embarrassing to the warriors of the wasteland"

"With such a weak chief, it's no wonder he can't resist the attack of the Otomi dogs."

After twenty whips, Ozoma couldn't hold on anymore. He was covered in blood, lying limply on the ground, like a dead monkey, having lost all face.

Chichika put down the bloody whip. He squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand to hold Ozoma's hair, stared into the eyes of the chief red monkey, and said coldly.

"In the tradition of southern tribes, there will be a great chief who governs all the tribes. He is supreme and accepts the surrender of all ordinary leaders. The ceremony of accepting surrender is to hold the other party's hair Now, Ozoma, surrender to me !"

"Big leader, I, I, I surrender to you."

Ozoma was already hoarse. He opened his mouth and answered with difficulty, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

"Okay! The great leader is majestic and just. He punishes the leader who made mistakes, and rewards the warriors who have meritorious deeds. Ozoma, I have personally punished your mistakes. Now, it's time to reward your warriors for their achievements!"

Seeing Ozoma's awe-inspiring expression, Chichika nodded in satisfaction. He stood up, paused, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and then became dignified. Then Chief Red Dog picked up the heavy bronze cloth visor with one hand and placed it beside Ozoma.

"Ozoma, I will give you this thick leather armor captured by Chief Red Deer!"

"Ah! Thick leather armor?"

Massat let out a low voice. He looked at Ozoma on the ground, who was touching the thick armor, and his face was full of disbelief.

"This, thank you, Chief!"

Ozoma was inexplicably in a trance. Gritting his teeth, he got up from the ground and saluted Chief Chichika, truly in awe.

"That's right! Ozoma, you can still get up after receiving twenty lashes from me. You are a tough warrior!"

Chichika grinned again. He beckoned, and the guard sent a clay pot. Then Chief Red Dog lifted Ozoma up and thrust the pot into his hands.

"This is a precious herbal medicine formulated by the tribal witch doctor! It can heal wounds and will not be infected by the magic power of the god of death. This pot is all for you! Ozoma, you can rest in peace for a few days in the back camp. Red Monkey Warrior I have lost a lot, and I have fled all the way here, and my morale is quite low, so I have to rest again!"

"Thank you, Chief."

Ozoma took the earthen pot containing the herbs, listened to Chichika's comfort, and responded in a low voice. At this moment, a sense of gratitude rose in his heart absurdly. Afterwards, Chief Red Monkey gritted his teeth secretly, shivered, and started thinking wildly.

"Damn Chichika, is he using witchcraft on me? Why should I be grateful to him."

Chichika nodded with a faint smile, then looked at Chief Red Deer beside him.

"And you, Masat, the Red Deer tribe fought hard and suffered heavy casualties. You also took the tribe and went to the rear camp to rest for two days. When I repel the cactus tribe and return to the valley, I will make up for your casualties!"

"Thank you, dear chief! The Red Deer Tribe is willing to fight for you!"

Massat was very grateful and also paid homage.

Chichika nodded with a smile, and shook Massat's hair. With one punishment and one reward, he showed the majesty of the great leader. The leaders of the various ministries in the tent looked in awe and bowed their heads in submission.

Amoxi stood in the corner of the big tent, watching everything silently. The newly-promoted Chief Red Crow looked deeply, engraving the scenes in his mind. During these days of following Chief Chichika, the door to a new world is slowly opening to him, allowing him to undergo silent transformation.

After a while, he silently looked outside the camp. Although the huge mountain fire is gradually extinguished, the flame in his chest has just ignited.

"The truly powerful warrior is the leader who rules all warriors, and the wolf king who drives the pack of wolves!"

Not long ago, the wildfires hit and there was chaos. Amoxi thought about taking advantage of the chaos to leave, but in the end he failed. Because the red-haired warriors of the tribe have been staying in the rear camp of the army, even Alan was among them. They acted at the same time as the red salamander warriors, making a mess with each other, and it was difficult for them all to escape. Since Uman was rescued last time, the leader of Chichika did not vent his anger on Amoxi, but began to trust his ability and intends to promote and train him. He was also able to attend this important military meeting.

"My chiefs, my warriors!"

After rewarding and punishing the two chiefs, Chichika stood up. He confidently shouted to the crowd in a passionate tone.

"Although our camp was burned in the wildfire, we have bought precious time! Now, this newly built camp controls the valley road. The mountains are majestic and towering, and the terrain is more dangerous! As long as we hold here, no matter how weak The Ottomi dog, or the brave cactus warrior, they are all helpless!"

"Our old camp, Palms Valley, is just fifty miles behind the camp! Now, we are no longer short of food, and have harvested a lot of corn. You all heard from the messenger of the tribe that the farmland in the valley is far more productive than the wilderness! So rich The land we have, we must keep it and take it for ourselves!"

"When the mountain fire hit, the morale of the soldiers was somewhat low, but the southern tribes were also suffering from the mountain fire and suffered heavy losses! Now, I have sent envoys to recruit soldiers from various tribes in the valley, and summoned 10,000 reinforcements! With enough food, and with brave warriors, we can hold this stronghold until the enemy dies of old age!"

".Soldiers, I won't say any more nonsense! As long as we repel the cactus tribe, our brave Guakili can stay in the fertile valley and establish a powerful city-state alliance! At that time, the losses of all ministries , can make up for it from looting. I will take you to the south together to grab more food, skilled craftsmen, and white and tender southern women! Aww!!"

"Listen to the great chief! Repel the enemy and occupy the valley! Woohoo! Woohoo! Woo!!"

Hearing Chichika's war mobilization, demons danced wildly in the big tent. The flamingo and chief salamander were the first to shout in agreement, followed by the red deer and red monkey. The leaders of all the ministries were howling loudly, and even Ozoma, who was punished, roared hoarsely.

"Snatch food, grab artisans, grab southern women!!"

Fanatical shouts echoed in the big tent, and even the shadows swayed in the bonfire, changing into a greedy shape, like a fish hooked by desire.

The shadow fell on Amosi in the corner, covering his face and making him lower his eyes. He thought of Kakalo again, and the old chief's parting words.

"Amoxi, the world of the wasteland is vast. Tribes are constantly migrating, and eagles are flying away. Everything is for vitality and hope. In order to inherit and continue, we cannot resist the shadow, and it is time to leave."

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