Aztec Eternals

The rain in June soaked the fields in the Lake District. In the endless farmland, the corn stems are pulled out, the beans grow true leaves, and the pumpkins sprout new shoots. Even the weeds stick their heads out, looking at the sky in the rainy season. The land by the lake is so fertile and full of life force.

Asholot was wearing a coir raincoat, a cloak, and carrying a bamboo basket, standing on the edge of the field like an old farmer. He looked at the fertile fields in a daze, and couldn't help sighing softly.

"With so much rain, everything can grow. The southern tribe's land is so rich, it's really a gift from the Mother Earth!"

Beside Asholot, surrounded by more than 30 strong Guakili people. Some of them are shirtless, showing tattoos on their chests and backs; some have short daggers on their legs and hatchets on their waists; Docile peasants have nothing to do with it.

"Boss Arnold, today the brothers hunted two pigeons and three hares. Please eat together tonight!"

"Yes, boss, we also brought some turkeys, which are fat and delicious to roast!"

"What's the matter with roasting! The southern tribes have a kind of big pottery pot, which can be stewed whole to make soup. Add some cheap salt and get some priest's spices, and the taste will be delicious!"

Several leading young men leaned in front of Asholot, respectfully and courteously. Two of them even secretly dyed their hair red. But in fact, in the entire village of thousands of people, there are only a handful of real red-haired hunters. Among them, the most capable and powerful one is the "A Luo" in front of him.

"I told you, don't call me boss!"

Asholot gave Ding Zhuang a fierce look, and everyone shrank their necks in unison. Then, he grabbed the chin of one of them and reprimanded him fiercely.

"And you! Don't think I don't know where turkeys come from! Don't give me trouble!"

This is the Red Fox Valley, a resettlement village of the Western Dogs, located in the east of Hekou County, close to the border of the kingdom's mountains and forests. There are six canine banner teams nearby, more than a dozen village settlements, and more than 20,000 Guajili tribes.

At this time, most of the dog-born warriors were taken away by the kingdom. There are only some ordinary tribesmen left in the village, and no one knows his identity as the chief of the red salamander. But after all, he is coercive and has served as the chief of the big tribe for many years. In the Eastern Canine Alliance, he is the number two figure after the chief Chichika.

The cone is in the sac, and the end is immediately visible. In the dog-born village, the strong are always respected, and the young and strong come from various tribes, and they are constantly colliding with each other to compare their strengths. Even though Asholot wanted to conceal his identity, his red hair could not be concealed. After he took the initiative to teach a group of provocative tribesmen, he naturally became the "boss" of the village.

Thinking of this, Ashurot secretly sighed. His identity is really sensitive, and the lower the profile, the better.

"Goddess of the Earth, since you have blessed me and survived the attack of the sky fire, you will not take my life away again! Lord God of Hummingbird, this is your territory. I would like to sacrifice to you, and I have no intention of fighting You are an enemy! And the three gods of the Condor Tribe, please bless me together. Please bless me, all gods, and let me die in peace!"

Asholot held the sun talisman around his neck, and sincerely prayed to all the gods.

Not far away, the old village priest Thea watched coldly, and nodded secretly when he saw Arnold's prayer. He made a decision, holding the magic staff in his hand, and walked slowly in front of Asholot.

"Praise the Lord God! Arnold, according to the guidance of the Lord God, when the corn grows five cotyledons, it should be weeding."

The old priest Teia was from Prepecha. After the Western Expedition ended, he was relieved of his position as a village priest and recruited to the capital to learn the teachings of the Lord God. When he finished his studies, he happened to be assigned to the brutal dog-born village, where he was responsible for guiding the settled Guakili tribe.

Hearing that, Gua Jili's young men stared at the old priest with unkind eyes. The old priest only knew how to urge them to go to the ground all day long. Everyone has been working hard since the end of April until the beginning of June, and they have never been so tired. Busy in the fields, where is the joy of hunting and traveling!

"Yes, praise the Lord God! Dear Priest Taiya, I will take everyone down to the ground right now."

Asholot saluted respectfully. Although the priest in front of him is old and weak, behind him is the entire powerful cactus tribe! He turned around and yelled at the crowd fiercely.

"Get out of here and go to work! Take the bamboo baskets on your back, take the stone farm tools, and go to the field to weed weeds! Damn it, be careful, don't hoe pumpkins as weeds! You are growing food. The seeds are buried in the soil, and the fruit will grow several times in autumn. By then, everyone will be full!"

Then, Asholot pulled out the short dagger at his waist, swung it fiercely a few times, and made a sharp wind sound.

"The ancestors testify! If anyone doesn't work hard and everyone has nothing to eat in autumn, I will give him to other tribes!"

Hearing this, Ding Zhuang all shivered. In the wilderness, with the increase of the tribe's population, there will be food shortages every few years. The tribes sometimes fight each other, and sometimes directly exchange the old and the weak. What would happen if they were sent out by the tribe, they knew from an early age.

Everyone kept silent, obediently carried the bamboo baskets on their backs, took the stone hoe, and went to work in the field.

Seeing this, the old priest Taiya was very pleased. He didn't have any background in the kingdom, otherwise he wouldn't have been assigned to the newly established dog-born village, where he would serve as the most bitter, most dangerous, and utterly useless dog-born priest.

Fortunately, in this village, there is a dog-born headman who believes in the Lord God, knows the general situation, and can hold the scene. Thanks to the control of the other party, this year's spring plowing work can be completed in time. You know, the other nearby Guajili villages are moving slowly, and they haven't even finished planting until now.

Thinking of this, the old priest Thea looked at Asholot with a kind smile on his face.

"Arnold, come with me, I have something good for you!"

"Uh ok."

The strong Asholot followed the skinny Thea towards the village priest's cabin. It was the only decent building in the whole village except the barn, and the others were huts and straw sheds.

The old priest Thea approached the dim wooden house, groped slowly for a while, and then took out a solid bronze hoe.

"Here! Arnold, here is your hoe! It has a very sharp blade and is very convenient for weeding."

"Hey, this is... sharp and strong bronze?"

Asholot took the hoe and looked it up and down for a while, with a look of surprise on his face. The cactus tribe is so powerful that they use precious bronze as farm tools!

"Huh? Arnold, you actually know about bronze?"

The old priest Thea was also a little surprised.

"Oh, respected Priest of Taiya. After I was captured by the Legion of the Great Chief of Death, I have been detained in the logistics camp. Sometimes, the Legion will allow us to transport some weapons and equipment. These are all from the mouths of the guarded warriors. .”

Asholot told a lie without changing his face or beating his heart.

"That's right! Arnold, His Majesty's Guards can transport equipment for you, so you've been doing very well."

The old priest Thea nodded with a smile, becoming more and more sure of his choice. He thought for a while and pointed.

"In the future, you should call Your Majesty, not Chief Death. Your Majesty inherited the Kingdom of Tarasco and appointed the sage of the lake area as the chief minister. He is the sun of our Prepecha people. Prepecha officials at all levels respect He even surpasses many Mexica warriors. The Mexica warriors call His Highness, and we call His Majesty. If you meet a warrior who comes to collect food, just say His Majesty, and you will be able to make people feel closer."

"...Yes, praise Your Majesty! Priest Taiya, thank you for your teaching."

Asholot was a little speechless, so he had to bow his head and agree.

"Okay! In the past few months, I have already seen that you are a smart and good boy!"

The old priest Thea nodded in satisfaction. Then, he groped around the house for a while, and took out another old book with yellow paper.

"Here, Arno!"

"Uh what is this?"

Asholot looked at it for a long time, and there were three mysterious square symbols on the page, like mysterious runes of priests.

"The Ali Sutra, the fundamental book of the Alliance. Arnold, read it well, and your future will be bright!"

The old priest Thea smiled gently, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

"Arnold, the glory of the Lord God has not enveloped the hearts of the various tribes of Guajili. For the kingdom, if there is a pious priest from Guajili, he will definitely be reused, and he can even become the third-level priest in charge of a diocese. ! You are a devout believer in the Lord God, and you are also the head of the Guakili tribe, you can go through this road!"

"Ah, this?."

Hearing this, Asholot was stunned. He stared blankly at the wise old priest in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Take him. Take him with you."

The old priest Thea smiled confidently. He stuffed the scriptures into Asholot's hand, and kindly urged.

"From this evening onwards, I will teach you the characters of the kingdom every day! Within a month, you should learn as much as possible, and it is best if you can memorize the scriptures!"

"Huh? One month, memorize it?"

Asholot was a little puzzled. It must be a good thing to be able to learn the scriptures of the southern priests. However, why do you have to memorize it as much as possible within a month? He looked at the old priest Thea, but the other party smiled mysteriously.

"Arnold, do as I say. When the time comes, it will naturally benefit you! Great benefit!"

Asholot was waiting to ask, but the old priest Thea smiled and waved his hand, signaling him to go to work in the field. Asholot carried a sharp bronze hoe and obediently went to the field.

Looking at A Nuo's strong back, Tai Ya smiled again. He murmured expectantly.

"One month, wait another month. One month later, His Majesty will come here for inspection. The spring plowing of the village is completed in time, and His Majesty will never be in a bad mood. At that time, I will take the opportunity to introduce you to His Majesty! Arnold, this is Your only chance is also my only chance! You can’t just be a poor village priest for the rest of your life.”