Aztec Eternals

The warm wind is blowing, the sunset is late, and the fragrance of flowers is blowing with the wind. Lovers' time always flies by so fast. The youth and the girl hugged and kissed in the garden, talked to each other, and then held hands again, watching the red sunset side by side. At this moment, the hearts of the two were filled with warm happiness, and even the smiles on their brows became sweet.

"YoYo!"

A loud eagle's cry came from not far away, with a hint of joy.

Shulot was slightly taken aback, and then remembered the neglected little golden eagle. He looked at Alyssa and asked suspiciously.

"Alyssa, where did little Avelot go? I came from the palace, and I found you only after hearing its cry."

"Little Avelot, it is eating fish by the fish pond, and is with the little green snake."

Alyssa blinked and smiled cutely. In order to prevent little Avilot from making trouble, she sent the little golden eagle to the fish pond in advance.

"Sholot, I'll take you to see Xiaoyu!"

"Uh, good!"

The two of them held hands, leaned against their shoulders, and snuggled up to the fish pond in the palace.

The area of ​​the fish pond is not large, but it is dug very deep. Tropical fish are extremely gorgeous, watching fish games has always been a favorite pastime of the alliance nobles. Hundreds of fish shuttle up and down in the fish pond, gold, silver, blue, yellow, red. Colorful rays of light are intertwined underwater, like a swimming rainbow.

The little golden eagle was squatting by the side of the fish pond, holding a small red fish under its paws, lowering its head and pecking at it. Seeing the two people coming, it tilted its head, raised its head, and gave two cheers.

"YoYo!"

With a smile on his face, Xiulot stretched out his hand, and quickly flicked the little golden eagle's head, in exchange for a dissatisfied cry. The little golden eagle shook his head, glanced at Alyssa, and rubbed against her fawningly. Then, it flapped its wings and pointed at Shulot.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

Seeing the little golden eagle's complaint, Alyssa rolled her eyes and smiled nicely. Shulot looked at the girl's beautiful smile, and her curved eyebrows, like soft crescent moons, tightly hooked his heart.

"Bad brother, don't bully little Avilot!"

Alyssa stretched out her hand, gently touched Shulot's forehead, and flicked it hard. Then, she looked at the dazed young man and smiled coquettishly.

"Little Avilot even sent me a letter, it's amazing!"

"ah!"

Shulot touched his forehead, subconsciously reached out, touched Alyssa's tender face, and squeezed it gently.

"If you don't bully little Avilot, then bully you!"

The young man grinned, pretending to be a grinning coyote. The girl shrank her neck, pretending to be an innocent deer. The coyote chased the fawn, finally caught her, whined, bit her little face, and licked and licked.

"Wow, it's really delicious!"

"Well, not bad. Bad brother!"

The two fought for a while, and finally stopped out of breath. Shulot put his arms around the weak girl, and only then remembered the topic just now.

"Alyssa, have the letters I wrote earlier been successfully sent back by little Avelot?"

"Well, it's back!"

Alyssa blushed and nodded.

"Little Avelot can fly seven hundred miles a day, from the Kingdom of the Lake to the capital city. It also brought back a weed rat, which caught prey in the middle. The letter sent back is a little wet, it is better to seal it next time water proof."

Hearing this, Xiu Luote looked thoughtful and pondered for a moment.

"Flying seven hundred miles a day! Golden eagles are so convenient, and they are not afraid of raptors. When I return to the kingdom, I will raise a few more in the capital and send them to the capital as messengers in emergencies."

Alyssa looked at the pensive handsome young man, quietly studying. Those brows and eyes are like stars, that face is like jade, when he thinks, he has a calm demeanor, and his expression is as firm as a green pine. Unknowingly, the girl pressed against the young man's chest again, hugging him tightly.

"Sholot, from now on, I will be by your side, not as far away as the golden eagle going back and forth"

Shulot reacted, and also hugged the soft girl, stroking her hair.

"Okay, okay! Alyssa, you are by my side, and I am by your side"

"Hawk?"

Little Avelot tilted his head and looked at the two masters in front of him in confusion. They were hugging each other, why did they kiss each other again? The little golden eagle looked at it curiously for a moment, then shook his head. Then, it felt a chill on its feet, and a low, threatening voice suddenly came from the side.

"Hiss, hiss!"

Little Avilot was startled, fluttered his wings, and jumped two meters in an instant. It turned back abruptly, and was on guard, only to realize that it was the old opponent, the little green snake, who had just crawled out from the bottom of the fish pond.

I haven't seen her in four or five years, so calling him "Little Green Snake" might be a bit inaccurate. At this time, Xiaoqing has grown to 1.56 meters long, and her arms are thick and thin. When fully extended, it is almost as tall as a person. Xiaoqing shook her head, looked at the old man who would be "cowardly" with her cold vertical pupils, and then looked at Shulot, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Hiss, hiss?. Hiss, hiss!"

The little green snake looked at it suspiciously for a moment, sniffed it vigorously a few times, and then suddenly became excited. It quickly crawled towards Shulot, its whole body was wet, leaving drops of water in the grass. Then, it raised its tail, and with a "whoosh", it shot out and entangled Shulot's leg.

"Um?"

Shulot's calf felt cold, and he lowered his head in surprise. He saw a thick viper, tightly wrapped around his right leg, and then quickly crawled up. The swift snake's body brushed against his body, bringing a cold touch, but also a little moist and slippery.

"ah!"

Shulot exclaimed, and was about to pull out the obsidian dagger in his arms, but Alyssa gently held it down.

"Sholot, don't worry, it's Xiaoqing!"

"Huh? Xiaoqing? This is so big!"

Shulot blinked. Xiaoqing didn't stop, and it was already wrapped around his waist. Then it poked its head out, and with a light hook, it wrapped its arms around the young man's neck, put its head on Xiulot's face, and made an abstract exclamation mark, "!".

"Hiss!"

The unforgettable cold touch lifted Shulot's spirits. He tilted his head slightly, staring at Xiaoqing's familiar vertical pupils, and long memories came to his heart. Xiaoqing had accompanied him through the seven days of being imprisoned by the elders, and also accompanied him in the capital for more than a long year.

In Shulot's memory, Xiaoqing was still a young snake with the thickness of a wooden stick, more than half a meter long, and could only hunt frogs. At this time, Xiaoqing in front of him is already the king of the water, a snake who can hunt big fish!

"After a few years, I didn't expect that you are already this big!"

A smile appeared on Shulot's face. He gently touched Xiaoqing's forehead, and then carefully squeezed the opponent's snake body. Xiaoqing didn't refuse at all, just shook her head happily as before.

"Hiss!"

"Trees are like this, how can people be embarrassed?"

Xiu Luote caressed Xiao Qing, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart. However, this sentence may be a bit hypocritical for him who is young and weak. Soon, he thought of an old man who had really experienced vicissitudes.

"I don't know, respected elder, how is your health now?"

The great temple stands majestically, shining like a god in the setting sun. Thick shadows cast from the pyramids, pulling out the elders to the east. Most of the chief minister's palace was hidden in the shadow of the temple, only the red flat top remained, shining persistently in the setting sun. However, the night is coming slowly, how long can this last brilliance last?

At the top of the palace, the old man lay on a soft cloth bed, raised his head slightly, and stared at the afterglow of the sky. He had just woken up from an involuntary lethargy, and his eyes were still slightly cloudy.

"Montezuma Brother"

"The Lord God bless you! Father, you are awake!"

Kakamazin held the elder's withered hand, carefully lifted him up, and sat on the bed. He rushed back to the palace early and saw the elder sleeping, so he patiently stood beside him, not wanting to interrupt his father's rest.

Since the beginning of this year, the condition of the elderly has deteriorated significantly. He couldn't eat, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't walk gradually. He fell into lethargy from time to time, with longer and longer periods of lethargy and shorter and shorter periods of waking. And in his sleep, he would dream of many old people who had passed away. Friends or foes, all welcome him with open arms. He will also think of many, little things that he has forgotten, and the scenes are clearly emerging in front of his eyes. The past years flowed in like water, and he was sinking.

"Brother."

The elder called out twice in a low voice, and the cloudiness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He looked at Kakamazin standing beside him, lowered his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

Kakamazin felt his father's skinny body under the thick robe, and couldn't help the tears in his eyes. He sniffed the increasingly strong smell of the old man at the end of his nose, and asked in a low voice.

"Father, your body"

"Call me the elder."

"Yes. Elder, you."

The elder waved his hand blankly. Then, he glanced at the warrior standing on the other side holding the clay pot, the shadowy head of guard, Chevali.

"Bring it."

Chevali nodded, and took out a bottle of light green potion from the clay pot. Then, he opened it carefully and fed it to the elder little by little.

The elder lowered his eyes and took two sips. The power of the herbs spread throughout his body, gradually regaining his sobriety in his aged brain. Feeling the recovery of thinking, the elder stopped in self-control, waved his hand again, and stopped drinking.

Chevalli carefully put the potion away again. Afterwards, he stood quietly on the spot and turned into a sculpture again.

The elder closed his eyes and took a light breath. Soon, he opened his eyes, which were filled with unquestionable firmness. He pondered for a while, then spoke lightly.

"Kakamazin, this time, I asked you to meet that child, what's your impression?"

Hearing this question, Kakamazin lowered his head, trying to think carefully. The elder was not in a hurry, but just waited silently. After a while, Kakamazin replied with a serious expression.

"Elder, grand-nephew Shulot, has the posture of Emperor Montezuma!"

"Brother."

Hearing this, the elder's expression changed slightly, and soon became expressionless again. He recalled the faded dream that had just faded, and he could vaguely see a heroic face. After a while, he ordered calmly.

"Be more specific."

"Yes. Elder, the grand-nephew Xiulot is young, with a heroic and resolute appearance. He is extremely firm in his will, and he does what he says, and he acts decisively. He obviously has clear goals and long-term plans. These are the most important things for a king. quality."

"Well, will and determination."

The elder nodded slightly and listened calmly.

"...He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he treats people quite friendly. Even ordinary sailors, he will show some kind of hidden respect. I heard that he is in the Kingdom of the Lake. He has always been known for caring for common people, but he treats nobles very It can be seen from the harshness that his imperial guards all respect and love him from the bottom of their hearts."

"Nobles, commoners, and warriors return to their hearts."

The elder pondered for a while, his face expressionless.

In his view, nobles are an important source of alliance power, but they are not so easy to control. As time goes by, the old nobles will become larger and larger, becoming a hidden danger to the rule. The common people are the bottom of the hustle and bustle. Although the number is huge, they don't have much strength and voice. They just need to be stable and submissive. And the real strength that can be relied on is only the warriors of the middle class, the warriors who fight on the battlefield!

"Kingdom in the Lake, how many warriors are there now?"

"Elder, according to the reports from the priests and the king's advisors, there are about six full-fledged legions. Five of them are veterans who have gone through battles, and one is a newly formed legion. Among the six, there are three standing troops and three half-timers. the garrison."

"Six legions?"

Hearing this number, the elder frowned slightly.

"Exactly. The Kingdom of the Lake has inherited most of the military strength of the Tarasco Kingdom, and has incorporated the Guakili tribesmen from the north. In the past few years, the Kingdom has sent troops to fight every year."

The elder lowered his eyes and interrupted softly.

"I know to keep talking."

".What I can't figure out the most is the divine enlightenment he received."

When Kakamazin said this, he hesitated. He organized his language and tried his best to express what he saw.

"During the few years in the Western Kingdom, the child has developed some... some powerful new weapons. One is a large bronze cannon, which can fire stone bullets and destroy wooden fences and shields at a distance of hundreds of steps. The other is small artillery, which can destroy the enemy in field battles.”

"Huh? Hundreds of steps away, destroying the wooden fence?"

The elder's eyes opened instantly, looking over with invisible power.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes. Indeed."

Kakamazin nodded. When he stopped on the way, he asked to see a cannon fire. Xiulot didn't refuse, and showed it frankly. The scene at that time left a deep impression on him, and he will never forget it!

"Elder, with this kind of copper cannon in hand, you can attack small towns and easily destroy wooden strongholds. But if it is in the name of the power of the gods, many weak tribes will probably feel fear in their hearts, and their resistance will be greatly reduced, and they will even be in awe. surrender."

"Revelation. In the name of the gods"

The elder fell silent. His eyes flickered, obviously lost in thought. After a while, he asked a little tiredly.

"Is there any more?"

"There is also a huge paddle warship. There are sails hanging on the boat. With the help of wind and manpower, it can quickly go back and forth along the river and lake. Ordinary canoes can't compete with it."

"Galley. Is it the Mayan type?"

The elder recalled for a while, and a few pictures of what he saw by the sea emerged. At that time, he was still young, and he was sent as an envoy to the seaside city-state of the Totonac people. The large merchant ships of the Mayan city-states left a deep impression on him.

"The sails are a bit similar, but the shape of the ship is more pointed, and it should be more suitable for combat."

Kakamazin wasn't so sure. He doesn't know much about water warfare.

"Hmm. Any more?"

".Gone."

Kakamazin shook his head.

"Elder, according to your will, I will preside over the wedding between the child and Alyssa. After a while, I will report to you again!"

"Well. You go, get the wedding done!"

The elder nodded calmly and waved his hands. He slowly leaned on the wooden bed and looked deeply at the dark sky outside the palace. The setting sun has sunk below the horizon, leaving only the last rays of light.

"It's getting dark and the sun is setting. If I can live another ten years."

Scenes and scenes flashed in the elder's mind. The conquest of the world, the reform of the alliance, and the inheritance of the royal family, if he is still there, there will be no problems!

"It's a pity. It's getting dark."

The low-pitched words scattered into the night sky, seeming to contain a faint sigh. The sigh passed away with the wind, and everything returned to calm and deep like night.