Aztec Eternals

"Ah this?!."

Seeing the anger of His Highness, the pan python Mo Yahualuo trembled all over. With a "plop", he knelt down on the ground and explained again and again in fear.

"Witness of the Lord God! Your Highness, the Pan Python Legion fought day and night and killed 3,000 militiamen before killing 10,000 Tlaxcala fighters. None of these Tlaxcala warriors are good, and they are all from our Mexicans." Enemies who join the alliance! They have been attacking and killing us for decades, and they have long had an unresolvable blood feud!"

"In the face of such an old enemy, according to the alliance's disposition, the males should be slaughtered, and those who are taller than the short spears should be killed! Then, leave the women to give birth, and send the children to the community military academy to raise them. Completely change the species!. Only in this way will this place truly become the land of our Mexica people!"

"Yes, Captain Pan Mang is right! Your Highness, this is the Eastern Expedition God's War! It is the alliance's Eastern Expedition announced by the Supreme King, and it is the God's War to Destroy the Nation promulgated by the Immortal Sun and the High Priest!"

Huashu Hochikua's chubby face twitched, and he also knelt down. He paid attention to His Highness's expression, and spoke cautiously, his words were still full of killing intent.

"The people of Tlaxcala are rebellious, and all the people are soldiers. The young and strong of the tribe practice bows and arrows, and they are covered by mountains and forests! After the army goes north, the food road will pass through this basin. If we don't kill them all, how can we Can the safety of the food road be guaranteed? If the enemy attacks and harasses, how many troops will be restrained?. For the victory of the battle of gods, we have to do this!"

"Exactly! Your Highness, please appease your anger."

Feather Goose Mihoti looked at the situation in the tent, then slowly knelt down on one knee, still keeping his back straight. The Feather Goose Legion came from the southwest Lachiko state, the farthest from the Tlaxcalans, and the hatred was not deep. The warriors disdain to attack and kill civilians as their own military exploits, so they gain the least. Mihoti had no regrets in his heart, and only wanted to advance and retreat with the other two city-state leaders, so he gave a warning.

"Your Highness, how can you soften your heart in the face of the old enemy in the battle of gods, the evil Tlaxcalans? If they have the opportunity, they will kill us Mexica people just as viciously!"

". Fighting for land and fighting, killing people in the wild. Slaughtering cities and destroying countries at every turn is the Warring States Period."

Hearing the excuses of the three legion commanders, Shulot lowered his eyes. Many memories from the past came flooding back, and some were beginning to blur. And the softness he once had was so far away that it was hard to touch.

The world of Central America is only a million square kilometers, but it has at least a population of more than 10 million. Compared with the Warring States Period with more than 20 million people, the population of the state is more crowded, and the various ministries are fighting endlessly, and even the cruel tradition of human sacrifice was born.

The Eastern Expedition was a battle to destroy the country, and it attacked the old enemy Tlaxcala. The armies of the various states will never show any mercy, and the conquest of the Northern Route Army will only become more tragic. In fact, the Tlaxcalans would never show mercy if given the chance. In later generations, they followed the Spaniards, captured the capital city in the lake and the Texcoco Lake District, and killed them for several months, almost killing all the Mexica men in the Lake District. The brutal massacre at that time shocked even the cruel conquerors.

"call!."

After thinking for a long time, Xiulot sighed faintly. His face returned to calm, looking at the three legion commanders kneeling in a row, he asked in a deep voice.

"The heads you captured were all males?"

"Yes! Your Highness."

The three looked at each other and replied in the affirmative. Captured young and strong women can weave cloth and bear children, and are usually regarded as part of the property. It is not far from the southern states, and the captured women can be brought back to the state as a reward for the warriors. Only men of the right age, who have the ability to take up arms and fight, will be completely wiped out.

"Call you all to get up!"

Xiu Luote's face remained unchanged, and he didn't criticize anything, just shook his head slightly. Afterwards, with a calm expression, he told the information that the three regiment leaders did not know.

".According to the estimates of the High Priests, there are 400,000 Tlaxcalans in Tepeyakak State. Among them, there are less than 100,000 in Tepeyakak City in the east, that is, the mountaintop city. And There are more than 300,000 people in this rich basin of 200 miles."

The Nahua spelling of Tepeyacac ​​is Tepeyacac. Among them, Tepe is the abbreviation of tepetl "mountain", and yacac ​​is the abbreviation of yacatl "mountain top or nose tip". The combination of the two is the "mountain top". Therefore, Tepeyakak City in Tepeyakak State is the Hilltop City in the Hilltop State. From the name, we can tell that the terrain here is a basin surrounded by towering mountains on both sides.

"There are more than 300,000 Tlaxcalans. Calculated according to ten people and three men, there are only more than 90,000 young men, and only 10,000 warriors in their early years. The Southern Army has killed all the way. Counting your gains, they have already been killed. Forty to fifty thousand young men, more than 20,000 were captured! Counting the unrecorded killings and looting, and excluding those who starved to death and fled into the mountains, there are at most 10,000 Tlaxcala tribes left in this area. Ding Zhuang, more than 100,000 women and children are old and weak."

Speaking of this, Shulot took a deep look at the three legion commanders. The army passed by, and the road was full of blood. After the attack in March, the "mountain state" with 400,000 people had at most only half of the population left, and the number of young adults was ten to nine. But this year's war is difficult to cultivate. During the spring famine next year, tens of thousands will die again

Numerous thoughts flashed by. Shulot clenched the scepter in his hand and ordered lightly.

"The army crossed the border, and the slaughter was extremely high. The remaining Tlaxcala tribe is no longer a concern. You go back and tell the city-state legion under you not to kill any more!"

"Ah? Your Highness, these bad Tlaxcala."

Pan python Moya Hualuo wanted to say more, but Huashu Huoqiku narrowed his eyes and pulled him quietly. Pan Mang is still too straight-minded, why bother to contradict His Highness face to face? When the legions of the various states are scattered and suppress the places separately, what to do at that time will not depend on the meaning of the several regiment leaders.

Yuyan Mihoti lowered his head slightly, and didn't say any more. The three city-state heads stood up, bowed their heads to His Highness, and remained silent for a while, the tent was silent for a while.

With a sullen face, Shulot looked at the pan python Moya Hualuo for a while. His gaze was as substantial as if he wanted to see through the other party completely.

The pan python army comes from the state of Wattstepec, namely Oaxtepec. The meaning of this word is "on a high mountain", so it can be referred to as Gaoshan state for short.

The Huatstepec "mountain state" of the Mexica and the "mountain state" of Tepeacac of the Tlaxcalans directly share the same mountain range and are closely connected. The fighting between the two states lasted for nearly half a century, and the depth of hatred can be imagined.

"The Kingdom of the Lake has not been established for a long time. The warriors own land, but lack serfs and wives. The Tlaxcala people have a similar language to ours, which is a good supplement."

Xiulot pondered for a moment, and his tone softened.

"Let's do this! The Eastern Expedition will last for a long time. The warriors of the legions of all states, if they have captured Tlaxcala prisoners, can come to the logistics camp to trade with the Kingdom of the Lake. And an adult Tlaxcalatin Zhuang, the kingdom is willing to exchange for a Quahtli, there is no limit to the number!"

"Your Highness, are you serious?! Can an adult man exchange for a Quahtli? There is no limit to the number?!"

Huashu Hochikua's chubby face trembled, and his voice trembled slightly, completely unbelievable.

Quachtli, quachtli, is a cotton cloth size commonly used in the Union, about the same as a piece of cloth from the Celestial Dynasty. The price of a quahtli, depending on the quality, ranges from 65 cocoa beans to 300 cocoa beans, with an average of 200 cocoa beans. The purchasing power of cocoa beans is about 3 cocoa beans for a turkey egg, or a corn tortilla. Ordinary civilian warriors only eat two corn tortillas twice a day. As for the price of a catty of sand, it is less than 400 cocoa beans, usually no more than two bolts of cloth.

And for a grown man, if he could exchange a Quahtli, it would be equivalent to half a catty of gold dust!

Even in the capital of the lake where the price of slaves is the highest, an adult female slave who can serve can only be exchanged for two or three bolts of cloth, and the demand is very limited. Whenever a war started and a large number of captives flooded into the capital, the price of slaves would plummet, even lower than the price of a Quahtley. If it cannot be sold, the slave owner is also responsible for the daily meals of the slaves. Otherwise, if you starve to death, you will not be able to recover any of your capital, or even lose money.

Now that the army is marching eastward, the Tlaxcalans are everywhere. The city-state soldiers only need to spend two days to catch the enemy's captives and send them to the camp of the Chinese army, and they will get the real goods! There is almost no risk in this, and there is no need to subsidize food, only a lot of benefits. For the heads of the various states, being able to sell the captives at this price is simply a fortune!

Hearing such a promise, the pan python Mo Yahualuo also opened his eyes wide, looking at the generous Highness. His eyes flickered, and greed surged in his heart.

"If the captives can be sold to make money, then the enmity between the city-state and the Tlaxcalans can't be let go first. Anyway, the Tlaxcalans will go to the Kingdom of the Lake as slaves, and they have no chance to become enemies of the city-state. .And the city-state has suffered too much over the years."

"Hmm! With such a bully, you can definitely recruit thousands of militiamen from the state to capture prisoners and sell them for money."