Aztec Eternals

The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night change, and a few days pass by in a hurry. The beasts of the jungle became crazy in hunger, and then they were captured by even hungrier hunters and turned into food in their stomachs to satisfy their hunger.

The night was deep, and bonfires were lit everywhere in Snake Hand City, but the wind was full of silence. The warriors of the tribe were hungry, so they could only fall asleep earlier, trying to get enough food in their dreams. In the center of the small town, there is the big tent of Chief Chimali, and a shield and flag inherited from the family, fluttering quietly in the night wind.

There are no guards outside the chief's tent tonight. Looking at the big tent, you can see the bright bonfire. The bonfire was on the tent, casting two silhouettes sitting opposite each other. The two people sitting opposite each other were speechless, and there was a deathly silence between each other. Listen carefully, only the sound of the night wind pouring in from the zenith, the crackling of the bonfire, and the inaudible sound of running water.

After a long time, a figure finally knelt down on the ground slowly. Elder Malina's eyes were full of tears, and he could not speak out.

"Brother, the tribe is in a desperate situation and has to make a choice! The northern kingdom is extremely powerful, with tens of thousands of elite warriors coming with the determination to conquer. It is a force that Tekos cannot resist. In the face of a powerful kingdom , the various ministries of Colima in the west can only defend themselves. But they are also greedy, they are beasts that want to eat us!"

Having said that, Elder Malina became emotional. He stood up abruptly, growling in a low voice.

"Brother, the tribe lacks food. The soldiers feed on the tribe, and their morale has long been exhausted. The red-haired barbarians are watching from dozens of miles away, waiting for the day when the tribe falls. For the continuation of the tribe, for the inheritance of the flag , we can only make a choice and surrender to the northern kingdom! No matter how harsh their conditions are, how greedy their tributes are, as long as we are still allowed to live in the fertile basin and allow tribal autonomy, these conditions are acceptable, all The sacrifice will be worth it!."

Elder Malina was emotional and talked for a long time. Chief Chimali remained silent. He just opened his eyes wide in silence, staring at his own brother in front of him without blinking.

After a while, Elder Malina finally finished venting. He sighed, took two steps forward, hugged Chief Chimali tightly, then stretched out his hand gently, and closed his big eyes for his brother.

"Brother, please don't look at me like this! I have no choice but to do it! I'm just here to help you out of desperation for the sake of the tribe. When the Snake City is burned down, your fate is already doomed. For the sake of the tribe Continuation, the ancestors will forgive me, my father will forgive me, and you will forgive me, right?."

Elder Malina's voice gradually became low, and then became inaudible. Then, he let go of his arms, took a step back, and quietly looked at his elder brother who would close his eyes. After a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger stuck in the opponent's heart!

The inaudible sound of running water suddenly became louder, like a flowing stream. Chief Chimali's body finally lost its balance and fell obliquely on the ground. A small pool of blood had already accumulated under his body. And all his vitality has already flowed into the deep earth.

"Brother, I will take over as the chief of the Shield Tribe and surrender to the northern kingdom. The wolves in the jungle cannot be without a leader. When the old wolf king dies, a new wolf king will be born!"

Elder Malina was in tears, with a smile on his lips. There was both genuine sadness and unconcealable joy on his face.

"Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Your head will go to the north, show me the appearance of the northern kingdom, and show me the king of the north. And I will inherit your will, save money, and wait With the tribe prospering again, it is also waiting for a new opportunity.”

Malina whispered to himself, waiting patiently in the big tent, no longer looking at his dead brother.

At this point, there was only one figure left on the curtain of the big tent. But at some point, there were already dozens of tribal fighters guarding outside the big tent. Silence returned to the vicinity again, and even the sound of blood bleeding gradually stopped. A few quarters of an hour later, several personal guards rushed out of the chief's tent with bloody spears in their hands.

"Elder, we are back."

"How about it?"

"all the best."

"Okay! Come in and talk."

The leader of the personal guard held a short spear, opened the tent, and walked into the tent. He glanced at the body of the dead chief, lowered his head slightly, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.

The tribe is the jungle. A wolf king who cannot obtain prey, or even loses his lair, will lose all majesty. And the wolf king who lost his majesty is doomed to be devoured by the wolves of the jungle!

"Elder, according to your order, the war elder has died, and the people present have also been silenced. Hundreds of war guards have not noticed the change and are still guarding the west of the city."

"okay."

Malina nodded slightly, sadness appeared on his face again. The war elder is his younger brother, he is very loyal to his elder brother, and he is also in charge of hundreds of elite war guards. After the death of the chief, the war elders are his biggest threat, threats in various aspects.

"From now on, call me Chief."

Malina was silent for a moment, then sighed. Then, all the emotions of sadness and joy disappeared from his face, leaving only a deep indifference.

"Where is Hunting Elder Toppan?

"Chief, Elder Toppan is also operating in the city. Before I came, I saw the flames flickering in the camp of the people in the south of the city, and there were shouts of killing."

Hearing this, Malina stood up and listened carefully, and there was a faint sound of shouting and killing from the south.

Inside and outside Hand Snake City, there are about 4,000 tribal warriors, actually belonging to different tribal elders and heads. The chief and the war elders have 1,600 elite tribes, the hunting elders have 400 to 500 tribe hunters, and he only has more than 100 ordinary warriors in his hands. As for the remaining one or two thousand people, they are scattered in the hands of ordinary elders and chiefs, and they live in the safest south of the city.

"Send a few people and gather the chief's guards in the north of the city! Tell them to abandon the defense in the north of the city, and rush to the chief's tent to guard as soon as possible. Then send an envoy. No, you go and invite Elder Toppan over here yourself!"

"Okay, I'll go to the south of the city myself!"

The leader of the personal guard nodded, and was about to pay the bill immediately.

"Wait a moment."

Malina thought for a while and whispered.

"If Toppan doesn't come, just say that the chief was seriously injured and escaped without a trace. Tell him to come over and discuss!"

The leader of the personal guard was startled, and looked at Malina.

"Chief? We will."

Malina nodded, with a murderous look on his face.

"Tell the chief's guard that Elder Toppan killed the chief and war elder. I lost my elder brother and younger brother. I will cut off Toppan's head and avenge my noble relatives!"

"I see!"

The leader of the personal guard knew it well, bowed his head and saluted. The chief still needs to lead the tribe, and someone needs to bear the responsibility for tonight's crimes. Elder Toppan is the most suitable candidate and a new threat.

"go quickly!"

"Obey!"

The leader of the personal guard opened the big tent and arranged for several envoys to go to the closer north of the city, while he himself went to the slightly further south of the city. Malina sat cross-legged in the big tent, waiting again. He suppressed the inexplicable excitement and mania, looked at the dead Chief Chimali, and murmured.

"Brother, your soul should not have flown far away. I am your younger brother, between Toppan and me, you must protect me!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Not long after, there was a whistling of bone arrows in Malina's ears. Then, a familiar howl sounded, it was the voice of the guards outside.

"what happened!"

Malina suddenly changed color. He quickly put on the chieftain's leather armor and took up the sharp bronze spear. These leather armors and copper spears were all supported by the palm family's previous trade.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Another burst of sharp arrow rain hit, and several of them were shot into the tent! Then hundreds of people shouted fiercely, shaking the entire Snake Hand City.

"Malina assassinated the chief! Elder Toppan leads people to quell the chaos!"

"Malina assassinated the chief! Elder Toppan led people to quell the chaos!!"

Hearing the shout, Malina turned pale. He strode out of the tent, only to see dozens of personal guards fell to the ground dead, and the remaining ten or twenty guarded the big tent, fighting with hundreds of tribal hunters. And the burly Elder Toppan held a bow and arrow, and tied a head still bleeding from his waist. Malina opened his eyes wide and looked at the face carefully, but it was the leader of the personal guard who had left not long ago.

"Toppan?! You, you mean old wolf!."

"Whoosh!"

A sharp bone arrow, which had been waiting for a long time, struck accurately and hit Malina's throat. Then, the bone arrow stagnated slightly, and with a "poof", it penetrated completely!

"Ho Ho."

Malina stretched out a hand with difficulty, pointing to a familiar person. He growled "ho ho," but no words came out.

"Whoosh!"

After a few breaths, another bone arrow struck, hitting Malina in the eye. The obsidian's sharp arrow pierced the eyeball and penetrated into the skull!

"ah!"

Malina finally spoke, tearing his throat and letting out a piercing, high-pitched scream. Then, he swayed and fell to the ground with a "bang", his head tilted and motionless. And his good eye was still widening unwillingly.

The brutal fighting in front of the big tent only lasted for a moment, and then came to an abrupt end. Elder Toppan slowly put away the bow and arrow in his hand, with a winner's smile on his face. He walked unhurriedly to Malina's side, squatted down slowly, and whispered with a smile.

"Dear Elder Malina, thank you! Thank you for killing the chief and war elder for the sake of the tribe. And I killed you, avenged them, and should be the next chief."

".From now on, I will become a hereditary nobleman of the kingdom, entrusted in the Hand Snake Basin! I will lead the tribes in the Coalcoman Mountains, serve the more respected king, guard the frontier for him, gather the southern tribes, and become a king in the mountains and forests. I will remain loyal to the new wolf king until the tribe is strong enough, or the kingdom becomes weak! Haha!"

Laughing, Toppan held out his hand and gently closed Malina's eyes.

"And now, please, your leader, accompany the chief to show me the northern kingdom and the king of the north!"

After finishing speaking, Toppan stood up happily, looked to the north of the city where the flames were flickering, and gave instructions to the left and right guards.

"Send an envoy to stop the chief's guard going south! Tell them that Malina assassinated the chief and the war elders, conspired to launch a rebellion, and betrayed the tribe. I have already executed him! Before the chief died, he passed on his position to me. From tonight, I am the new chief, and they are my guards! All the chiefs in the south of the city can testify to me. If they don’t believe it, they can also send someone to the big tent to check!”

"Yes, Chief!"

"Tell them again, as long as I succeed the chief, the northern kingdom will cease war with the tribe and send support food!"

"Yes, Chief!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing the chief's address, Toppan laughed. He looked at the shimmering sky and said with satisfaction,

"After a long time, the sky finally dawned! Haha!"

The sky was getting brighter, and the sound of marching in the mountains and forests sounded orderly. The rising sun fell outside Hand Snake City, illuminating the mountain road for several miles, and also illuminating the three thousand Guajili warriors running fast on the mountain road. And behind the three thousand loose dog-born legions, there are more pike militiamen. The militiamen each carried shiny bronze spears and tied white leggings, and marched quickly and orderly towards Hand Snake City.

Wearing leather armor, carrying a longbow, and holding a bronze spear, the Red Frog led the march at the forefront of the dogborn warband.

Last night, the fire in Hand Snake City was lit all night, and the sound of fierce fighting resounded for miles. Commander Ezpan of the Second Lance Corps immediately issued an order for the Red Frogs to march south quickly, followed by the Lance Corps. According to Captain Ezpan, the negotiations in Snake Hand City have achieved a breakthrough, and the internal agents of the Tekos have launched a rebellion according to the agreement and surrendered to the kingdom!

Thinking of this, the red frog Keka raised his head and looked forward. The gray and black Hand Snake City, with traces of burning, has appeared before the eyes of the legion. The low city walls were dyed a fresh red color, and the newly built gates were also opened.

A burly middle-aged noble chief was waiting outside the city gate with hundreds of hunters. He has short hair and blue and green lines engraved on his face, representing his great military exploits. His arms were tattooed with animal tattoos and stained with unwashed blood.

Seeing the red-haired savage running towards him, a smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged aristocrat. The situation in the city has not yet been completely settled, and hundreds of elite war elders refused to recognize his chieftainship and supported another warrior leader of the Chimali family. Now, he needs the support of the northern kingdom to subdue the tribe without blood!

The gate of Hand Snake City was opened, but there was still turmoil in the city. Seeing this, the red frog Keka also smiled. He looked at the middle-aged noble chief, speculating in his heart.

"This is the victor in the Tekos civil strife, right? What's his name?"

The red frog Keka looked at the other person's familiar face, but still couldn't remember it. After counting breaths, he shook his head meaninglessly.

"Forget it, these are not important. As long as the Great Chief Death can remember!"

Thinking of this, with a smile on his face, he clenched the bronze spear in his hand to meet the middle-aged noble chief who was also smiling.

The long wind blows through the turbulent Hand Snake City, and also blows through the silent jungle outside the city. The Tekos lacked food, hunted day and night, and ate up the wild animals in the jungle.

The old hunters, weak and mad with hunger, became the new beasts. Then, as agreed, the new hunter came to the jungle with a smile. He has waited patiently for a long time, and with his longbow and bronze spear, he completes the final hunt!