Aztec Eternals

It was past noon, but the sky was still gloomy, which made people feel heavy in their hearts.

Avitt was not affected by the weather. He stood majestically outside the camp, looking at the open gate and the commander who surrendered on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He ordered solemnly, he didn't take care of the simple warrior who fell to the ground, but asked his personal guards to guard him. Then, thousands of jaguar warriors and tens of thousands of warriors, fully armed, entered through the gate of the village. They guarded the city gate, quickly occupied the key points of the camp, and finally disarmed and gathered the warriors in the camp.

The commander of the legion surrendered, the command flag of the legion fell to the ground, the fellow warriors with superior forces entered the village, and the king's banner appeared!

The eight thousand samurai in the camp were already shaken, and they didn't resist now. They surrendered directly to Terratoani's guard of honor and Montezuma's scepter. The fighting stopped at the last moment, and the camp changed hands in peace.

Until it is determined that the army has completely controlled the Xilotepec camp. Only then did Avit enter the camp with high spirits.

Standing on the tall watchtower, he made a loud promise to the captured warriors:

"...I forgive you for your crimes against the new king, because you didn't know about the change of the throne beforehand. You did a great job in defending against the Otomi! I will reward the warriors who have made great achievements in the past few months. Rewards: the best one thousand warriors will be given cotton and cocoa, the best hundred senior warriors will become military nobles, and the most outstanding ten nobles will be given the land of Chinanampa!"

The emotions of the prisoners quickly calmed down during the speech.

In the end, Avit impassionedly made the most important promise: "I will end the war within a month and let all the warriors go home! Go home, return to the beautiful city in the lake! Return to the beautiful Mexico City state!"

With the cry of going home, the camp was full of cheers. Regardless of the captured 8,000 legions, the 20,000 warriors following, or even the militiamen in the camp, everyone cheered and hugged each other excitedly.

Soon, under deliberate guidance, the cheers that resounded through the camp turned into a deafening slogan: "Go home! Go home! Follow Da Tela Toani Avit! Go home! Go home! Follow Da Tela Toani Avit!"

Shulot smiled lightly, looking cheerfully at the boiling camp in front of him. This speech is his proposal.

During the confrontation just now, the young man clearly saw that the morale of the warriors was very low, whether it was the army outside the camp or the guards inside the camp.

The war has been going on for nearly a year and a half. With the attack of the Otomi people and the failure of the siege of Ottopan, the warriors saw no hope of winning.

Their hearts have been filled with thoughts of going home. Putting forward the slogan of withdrawing troops and ending the war can win the hearts of the samurai to the greatest extent in the shortest possible time. For the next final battle, save the most energy!

In the Nahuatl language, Tratoani is the synonym for the king, meaning "talker". Grand Tratoani is the "big talker". Grand Tratoani can be understood as the "great monarch", or the great chief of the alliance, higher than Tratoani, just like Zhou Tianzi is higher than the princes and kings.

Proposing this concept, of course, is not so arrogant as to be the co-lord of the various tribes in Mexico. This is just the necessary psychological preparation for the next military campaign against Tisok.

Shulot looked around the seething warriors and militiamen in the camp quite proudly. Immediately, he saw the simple warrior being held in the corner. While thinking about it, the boy carefully looked at the simple warrior's face.

The samurai was estimated to be in his early thirties, not too old. He had high cheekbones, a pointed chin, a broad forehead, and a thin face that gave him the appearance of an ape. Far inferior to the great nobleman Ketoko's good genes and good looks.

His face was weather-beaten, and his temperament was as simple as that of a farmer. It was obvious that he was not born noble. And a pair of lowered eyebrows made him look a little more sad. There is only a pair of shrewd and transparent eyes, showing flexibility and wisdom in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the simple warrior was listening to Avitt's speech, his complexion changed rapidly with the content, obviously he had a deep understanding. Finally, when he heard the cheers of the crowd, he finally couldn't help sighing, and simply lay flat on the ground, with his face pressed against the dirt on the ground, without the demeanor of a warrior.

Xiulot watched quietly, thoughtful.

After the speech was over, Avitt went to the camp's large tent surrounded by generals. Although it seems that the warriors have returned to their hearts, there is no shortage of precautions that should be taken.

First of all, officers at the battalion level and regiment level were all placed in custody, regardless of whether they were Tisok's direct descendants or not. Then, Avitt first set aside some of the supplies from the logistics supplies, and rewarded them to the outstanding warriors and military nobles of each army, and continued to win the hearts of the troops. In the end, he sent loyal family officers to join the battalions as key commanders.

Xiulot is also on the side, learning how to manage and organize the army.

After sorting out the most important military affairs and keeping the army firmly in his hands, Avit finally breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered something at this moment, and ordered in a low voice: "Bring the commander who surrendered!"

Soon, the simple samurai lowered his head and was led in by two strong jaguar warriors. It was only then that Xiulot discovered that the warrior was thin and not tall, probably because he didn't keep up with his nutrition when he was a child.

Avet is still in the majestic king's attire. He lightly tapped the end of the scepter on the stone seat, and there was a clear and unique sound.

The elite warriors quickly fell silent. Everyone's eyes then fell on the plain warrior.

The plain warrior raised his head slightly, then knelt on the ground respectfully, and performed a courtesy: "Kuluka, a military nobleman, pay tribute to His Royal Highness, and wish you prosperity in martial arts."

Avit was expressionless and did not respond to Kuluka's words. He also did not arrange any dismounting. Because, for ordinary military nobles who were born as civilians, if they wanted to kill, they would just drag them out and kill them, without affecting the overall situation at all.

Shulot is very clear that at this time, Kuluka's life and death are only between Avitt's thoughts, and too many forms seem meaningless.

"Why didn't you open the gate when you first saw Ketoko's command flag?" Avet said bluntly, his handsome face was full of divine majesty and indifference.

"I found that the number of warriors is wrong. Although they are all 20,000 people, it is impossible for Ketoko to have so many warriors, and there is even an elite 1,000 jaguar regiment." Kuluka clearly knew his situation, Respectfully and honestly answer.

"Why are you sure Tisok is not dead? He sent you a messenger?" The "God" on the stone seat continued to ask.

"I haven't received a messenger from King Tisok." Kuluka secretly glanced at Avit's expression from the corner of his eye, but couldn't see anything.

He had to continue to answer carefully: "However, if King Tisok dies, Your Majesty, you will officially inherit the king. You only need to send a commander to the Xilotepec camp, such as Your Excellency Ketoko, and you will be able to To take over the command of the legion, there is no need to condescend to come here."

"Even if you come in person, you don't need to fly Ketoko's command flag first, just show the king's flag directly. As long as you have the definite news of King Tisok and the accompanying endorsement of the chief priests, your status is inescapable." shaken."

"But you decided to hide in Lord Ketoko's army, and Lord Ketoko's behavior is very strange. This can only prove one thing."

"What's the matter?" Avit's voice fluctuated slightly.

Xiulot also watched curiously. As expected, Kuluka is really smart.

"You are an enemy, not our friendly army. You are planning to capture the Xilotepec camp. The purpose of capturing here is naturally to deal with the living King Tisok." Kuluka glanced forward again secretly.

Avit narrowed his eyes slightly, like a jaguar before predation.

"So you are loyal to Tisok and think I'm a rebel?" A flat voice sounded without any emotion.

Kuluka fell to the ground with a thump in fright, his head firmly pressed against the ground. "No, I'm just a military aristocrat who was born as a commoner. I have never received the favor of King Tisok. Being able to temporarily serve as the commander of the legion is only the trust and recognition of my comrades in arms. How can I be as humble as I am for the royal family? the right to comment."

Avit didn't speak, just let Kuluka fall on the ground. After a long time, until the sweat oozed from Kuluka's forehead, he asked again in a deep voice.

"Kuluka, why did you refuse to open the door at first, and then opened the door and surrendered?"

This time, Kuluka didn't dare to peek forward. He continued to reply on the ground: "At the beginning, I was a little ignorant and self-confident. I felt that even in the face of 20,000 warriors, with my talents and relying on the fortress, I could still hold the camp.

But later, when your king's flag was raised and the supreme scepter was raised high, the morale of the camp was shaken violently. The samurai are full of doubts about the battle, and I am also a little uncertain. When your samurai with a big bow started to shoot, and even penetrated more than an inch into the wood at a distance of more than 100 meters, I was sure that this camp could not be defended! No samurai could survive such a shot.

Since I can't hold it, no matter how much damage you cause to your army, it is meaningless to me, and it is also harmful to the soldiers who trust me. It's better to simply surrender and bet that you are a tolerant, great, benevolent and wise Highness. "

After finishing the last sentence, Kuluka still couldn't help but sneak a glance at Avitt, who was caught by Shulott.

Avet was silent for a moment, and then there was a chill in his voice: "It seems, Kuluka, you have no loyalty to the royal family at all. Today, you can simply betray Tisok. Tomorrow, you will not hesitate." betray me!"

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Avit's indifferent face, but there was an unconcealable killing intent in his eyes: "I will give you one last chance to convince me to be my subordinate. Otherwise, you will go to the Kingdom of God!"

There was deathly silence in the big tent, and the generals were as silent as cicadas. This is the supreme majesty of the king and the power to decide everything.

Kuluka was lying on the ground tightly, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. Beads of sweat kept dripping from his neck, and soon wet the ground.

Shulot looked at the simple samurai on the ground, he hesitated, and wanted to intercede for Kuluka.

But when he looked at Avitt's familiar but unfamiliar majestic face again, his heart trembled, and he couldn't say any more words of pleading.

"This is supreme power." In his heart, the young man sighed softly.

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