The wind in April set off from the ocean and traveled thousands of miles to the lake in Mikencho. Under the warm sunshine, a light mist rose from Lake Patzcuaro, and there was a moist atmosphere in the air.
The pines and cypresses by the water flutter gently in the wind, and the morning dew condenses on the leaf tips and flows down the slender branches. The quiet time of early spring is soaked silently in the rising sun.
Shulot stood quietly by the lake, looking at the deep blue sky. The fresh wind blew by, carrying the fragrance of unknown flowers, blowing away the loose clouds. The sun fell on his face and around him,
Leaving behind a splendid peace.
However, peace and tranquility are only temporary appearances, and war and fighting are the reality of the world. The breeze blows from the southwest, and the tip of the nose is filled with fireworks, and there is also the faint smell of blood.
Shulot sighed lightly. Then, he suddenly looked back, with burning flames reflected in his pupils.
"The long rainy season is coming, and the loss of food will increase exponentially. The horn of spring plowing will sound at the end of the month, and the manpower mobilized will begin to become tense. The war must be carried out quickly!"
A few dozen steps apart, hundreds of personal guards wearing armor and holding bows stood silently behind His Highness. They were like stern pottery figurines, waiting for the commander's orders.
Farther to the south, raging fires rose in Ivacchio. The flames danced, connecting with the rising sun in the sky, reflecting the prosperous town in red. The wind blew by, bringing distant sounds and making the shouts of fighting ring out.
Across the sky, priests' temples, nobles' manors, and big merchants' houses, wherever there was resistance, the Mexica legions were met with decisive killings, and even the fire of destruction, until there was no more sound.
A few quarters of an hour later, the sound of fighting gradually subsided. Toltec stepped on the sunshine and walked from the burning town. His shirt was bloody, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his face was full of cold murderous intent. Until he reached His Highness
When he got closer, he knelt down on one knee and respectfully replied.
"Your Highness, our army launched a surprise attack at dawn, and now Ivacchio has been captured by the legion! The temple with the strongest resistance was burned down, and all the priests of the alien gods went to the abyss. Most of the nobles of Tarasco died in the battle, and the remaining
All those who surrendered became prisoners. The big merchants in the towns resisted for a moment and then surrendered. They put out their representatives and asked to negotiate with you. They said that as long as their property is preserved, they will surrender to you and then discuss the cost of labor. It is really whimsical.
!”
At the end of the sentence, Toltec held the war club in his hand and let out a cold sneer. In the eyes of the warriors, the victor gets everything. These conquered merchants were already sacrifices for the alliance prisoners and had no qualifications for negotiation.
Shulot's face was calm. He raised his gaze and looked at the southern sky. Suangua's royal regiment was hiding somewhere within a hundred or two hundred miles to the south, and a war would suddenly come at any time. So, he shook his head,
decided the fate of the prisoners.
"Toltec, I don't have much time to spend here. I just want the miners to dig the copper mines, the craftsmen to make the copperware, the food to supply the legions, the armaments for the battlefield, and the latest military information in the south! As for the entire town
All the wealth will be rewarded to the warriors of the legion! Give you half a day to solve everything quickly, and then go out to investigate!"
“In obedience to your will, thank you for your generosity!”
Hearing this, Toltec's face beamed with joy, and he bowed to the ground and saluted. Then he stood up and returned, striding quickly, like a black wolf chasing its prey, and pounced on the prey promised by the leader.
Soon, the warriors in the town burst into cheers, praising His Highness's generosity. Then the warriors got busy. They screened the prisoners, searched for supplies, and then divided the plundered feathers, gold, silver, and gems equally among the battalions.
and the slaves. After a while, a shrill cry rang out and quickly stopped quietly. The priests accompanying the army sang the praises of the Sun God and returned with blood-stained obsidian daggers, and all the noble prisoners were sacrificed.
Shulot's expression remained unchanged and he continued to meditate. After a while, Ezpin came to him with a fat prisoner in his arms.
"Your Highness, I tortured the newly arrived businessman. This big businessman came from Trapanic and said that he had important military intelligence to report. He saw traces of a large group of legions in the south!"
Ezpin reported respectfully, and then kicked hard. The prisoner's legs bent in pain, and he fell forward on the grass, begging for mercy loudly and in panic.
Hearing the military news, Xurot was slightly moved. He waved his hand to signal the prisoners to be quiet. Ezpin then knelt down on one knee and pushed the businessman's head into the grass, forcing him to silence.
"Did you find traces of a large group of enemies? When, where, under what flags, and how many people were there?"
His Highness asked. Ezpin then repeated it again in the southern dialect of the kingdom. After hearing this, the businessman stopped shouting. His eyes flashed and he put on his accustomed smile.
"Dear Your Highness Mexica. I am a businessman from the Trapanic tribe. We Trapanic people have always respected the powerful Mexica Alliance and paid tribute to the alliance on time. In the war between the alliance and the kingdom, we also resolutely
Support the alliance that believes in the Sun God and the Rain God...I am willing to use the latest information in exchange for your blessing on my property and a small reward."
Shulot lowered his eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice.
"The military situation is urgent and must be kept accurate."
Ezpin nodded, his expression cold. Then, he suddenly raised his knee and struck, completely knocking the businessman down. Then he pressed the opponent's left hand to the ground and took out a sharp dagger. In the fearful eyes of the opponent, he did not hesitate.
Cut it off with a sharp blade.
"Ah, ah!..."
With fear and pain, the fat businessman let out two short howls and was pushed into the grass again. Like Ezpin, he lost the little finger of his left hand forever.
"Where is the enemy? What flag? How many people are there? Tell the truth, one lie, one finger!"
Ezpin let go and repeated the question. At the same time, he raised the dagger again.
"Your Highness, spare your life! I say, I say!..." The businessman opened his eyes wide in horror, begging for mercy loudly and full of pain.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Nine days, no, ten days ago, I passed through Apatchingam State in the south and met a local businessman who was fleeing... A Mexican
The Canadian army landed at the ferry on the north bank of the Tarsus River and immediately defeated the nearby towns. They executed a group of nobles and merchants, collected enough supplies from the towns, and then began to march north. I hurriedly arrived when they arrived
Before, I quickly fled here, but I didn’t expect to escape this..."
"What, are you sure it's the Mexican Legion that appears in the south?"
Shulot looked surprised. He thought he could hear the traces of King Tarasco's army, but unexpectedly he heard the intelligence of friendly forces.
"It must be the Mexican Legion! The local businessmen who are familiar with me saw it with my own eyes. They were holding high the flag of the sun god and the flag of the fallen moon."
The fallen evil moon... There is only one Mexica commander who has this emblem, and that is...
"The last moon, Iskali, is the South Route Army!"
Shulot whispered to himself, with an excited look on his face. The appearance of such a new force in the nearby south will bring a more favorable development to the situation. If this is true, Suangua will not be able to detour from the south. The only way to retreat westward is
The road will be completely cut off from now on!
"How many people are there in the Southern Army? Where is the final position? Where are the local businessmen you know?"
Shulot asked seriously with a serious look on his face.
Trapanik's businessman's eyes flickered again. He answered intermittently.
"The southern army... several thousand people... slightly north of Apatchingam state... the army arrived and there was chaos everywhere. I and the local businessmen fled..."
Shulot lowered his eyes again and shook his head slightly. Ezpan shouted sharply, cut off the dagger again, and then spoke coldly.
"One lie, one finger. Three lies, and you die!"
The fat businessman howled miserably, with tears in his eyes. He cried softly and spoke in fear.
"Ah, ah! I...I don't know! A large army appeared in the south. We merchants had no time to escape, so how could we get closer and take a closer look. As for the local merchants...he, he ran away in a hurry, and didn't
The samurai hired to protect him only had a few servants, and he was full of gems and treasures... I met him in the wild, and no one knew about him in this chaotic time... I, I naturally killed him and accepted the property with a smile.
Two servants were also sent to the Kingdom of God... Your Highness, everything I say is true and I am not lying!"
Shulot watched for a moment and nodded.
In this era, there is no good businessman. Big businessmen raise warriors, collude with tribal leaders or local nobles, and often engage in smuggling and private trade. In strict towns, businessmen can be good gentlemen who abide by the law.
.And in the desolate wilderness and weak villages, as long as they have the upper hand, they will reveal their ferocious minions and obey the laws of the jungle.
"Bandage his wounds and imprison him. Send out elite scouts and take the merchant's servants to the south to establish contact with Iskali's legion!"
"Tell Iskali to lead the army north quickly and join my northern army. Be careful, Suangua's army is somewhere not far to the south. If there are traces of the enemy, inform each other in time, and then join together.
Military attack!"
"Yes! Your Highness, may your light shine on the heaven and earth!"
Ezpin paid homage to him. Then, he picked up the merchant captive and left quickly without looking back.
Not long after, more than a dozen teams of scouts hurried south. They had different military orders, the most important of which was to find King Tarasco's army.
Shulot looked into the distance. The sun rose high, and the light shone on the earth, making all shadows unable to hide. The young commander murmured to himself.
"Suangwa, the army has blocked the southwest road. Where can you go?"
The sun rises and sets, and suddenly it is one day. The bright sunshine shines hundreds of miles to the southeast, reflecting the green mountain forests. In a undulating forest valley, streams flow quietly, passing several nearby noble manors.
.This is the woodland where nobles showed their bravery and hunted in autumn. Commoners have always been prohibited from entering and exiting, and it is always desolate in spring and summer.
However, at this moment, if someone can pass through the hidden sentries and walk into the seemingly peaceful forest manor, they will find thousands of strong warriors. They hold copper axes and big bows, wear copper helmets and leather armor, and maintain their posture.
The army is in good order. Tarasco's most elite royal army is currently stationed in a hidden valley, waiting for the king's decision.
King Suangua was wearing a military uniform, standing high on the manor with his hands behind his back. He was silent, looking at the northwest sky, and then sighed quietly for a long time.
"When the fire breaks out, the wind should stay away. Let the wildfire sweep across the city and burn up the weeds, corn and even cocoa outside the city. As long as the sacred wind is still there, new seeds will always be sown!"
The king of Tarasco softly recited metaphorical words. This was the secret message from Chief Minister Zinzinni a few months ago, and he had already memorized it by heart.
"Chief Hummingbird, did you predict today's situation a few months ago? In just one year, the kingdom that has been inherited for two hundred years will be in danger. Where is my way forward, and where is the kingdom's turning point?
Woolen cloth?"
The young king looked heavy. Since retreating from the southern front, the royal army has secretly traveled southward along remote paths, quickly heading west along the rivers in the forest. Relying on the identity of the king, the army used the noble manor as a stronghold, and marched from
He obtained supplies from the great nobles in the south. For safety reasons, he took the heirs of these nobles with him, ostensibly to win over them with trust, but in fact, as hostages, he never let the news of the march leak out.
Along the way, military intelligence from various places continued to gather, and the king's plans continued to change. When leaving from the southern front, he prepared to lead his army back to the royal capital, and held the entire army, waiting for reinforcements from the Tlaxcalans. Shortly afterwards,
He met a large number of Mexica scouts and learned that the area around the royal capital was already under the control of the Mexica Northern Army.
The most reliable northern route was defeated one after another. Although Suangua scolded Ospai and Pengguari, he no longer dared to underestimate the young His Highness Mexica. The royal army did not have an advantage. Once they encountered the enemy in the wild, the outcome would be determined.
It was really hard to predict. So he turned southwest, preparing to take a detour to the south and go to the city of Ivacchio in the hinterland. On the one hand, he would obtain supplies there, and on the other hand, he would coordinate with the northern capital.
The young king was ruthless and made two preparations. Once the royal capital was besieged and could not be rescued, or the people were too disorganized to garrison, he would lead the royal family and the chief family south and retreat to the Colima Mountains in the southwest. Taras
The Kingdom of Ke has been conquering various tribes in mountainous areas for many years, and is well aware of the advantages of mountainous terrain. Defending based on dangers, and guerrillas to avoid the real and attack the weak are all suitable strategies to wait for the current situation with a weak enemy and a strong one.
However, scouts in the south soon received information that a Mexica regiment of about 5,000 men had landed in Apachingan State, only more than a hundred miles away from the royal army.
"What's even more deadly is..."
Suangua turned around and looked at the scout who was kneeling on the ground. The loyal scout traveled hundreds of miles a day and brought the latest bad news.
"The Northern Army of Mexica quickly moved south, captured the city of Ivacchio, and moved forward to block the passage to the west. The enemy scouts moved forward for nearly a hundred miles, and were within easy reach of the royal army!"
The young king waved calmly, asking the scouts to step back and rest. Then, with a determined look on his face, he looked at the re-erected royal eagle flag.
"Now that things have happened, there is only one way!"
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