Green shoots sprouted from the fields, and the gray songbirds finally moved away to the north. The end of June was marked by continuous wind and rain, the completion of spring plowing in the wind and rain, and the gradual calm of the northern land after spring plowing.
Shulot climbed to the top of the city again. He looked down at the farmland at the foot of the mountain city. The earth was lush and green, nurturing the budding vitality. He looked at the dark clouds at the end of the sky, where thunder was rolling and precious spring rain fell.
"The rainy season is finally here! Spring rain is always more precious than oil. Well, the rainy season in Otopan comes later than in Qin Congcan."
Wearing bronze armor, Bertard looked at the rolling thunder in the distance and agreed quietly.
"Yes, Your Highness. After a spring rain, the new seedlings will grow taller. The rainy season in the northern plateau always comes later than in the south. The further north you go, the less rainfall there will be. The mountain city of Otopan
The precipitation in the Patzcuaro lake area is only about half of that in the Patzcuaro lake area; and when it reaches the border of Palm State, the precipitation is only half of that in Otopamp State; and when it reaches the wilderness where the dog descendants are pouring out, the precipitation will be half again."
"Bertard, has the gunpowder been stored? We will send troops in August and it is still in the rainy season. I am a little worried that the rain will affect the use of wooden cannons!"
"Your Highness, according to your instructions, the gunpowder is sealed in wooden barrels and stored in underground stone chambers. It is also covered with water-absorbent and moisture-proof charcoal. The rain in mountain cities is heavy in August, but when you reach Pamsang, the rain will be sparse.
A lot of sealed gunpowder is covered with rubber tarps, transported to the north and then opened, so that it can be used at least once before getting wet! And with the equipment and organization of the canine descendants, as long as they fight against the coalition forces, even without wooden cannons, we will be safe
Steady victory!"
"Well. Even if a jaguar captures a local dog, you must use all your strength! Using wooden cannons at critical moments will always reduce many casualties."
Shulot smiled. He looked at the pattering raindrops, looked at the vast world of the plateau, and sighed.
"Bertard, you see, water is life, it is the gathering place of the population, and it is also the starting point of civilization! The plateau in the north is endless. The farther north you go, the population gradually decreases, and the tribes become more barbaric. From the river mouth fortress, go north to the mountain city of Otopan
, is three hundred miles; from Otopan Mountain City to the north to Palmus City, it is a full four hundred miles. This distance of seven hundred miles is the limit of the kingdom's army, and it is also the limit of the alliance's influence!"
"Your Highness, the city of Palmos is located on the upper reaches of a tributary of the Tampen River. It is close to a rare water source on the plateau and has a large area of cultivated land nearby. To its north is a thousand-mile wilderness that lacks precipitation. It is the home of the Guakili people's safari, Coa
Huairang. To the west is the equally desolate northern boundary of Guamare State, where the Otomi tribe and Guamar canine people live together without any decent towns. To the east is the towering continuous mountains, along the Tantan
The Peng River passes through the mountains and comes to the territory of the Huastec people. To its southeast is the state of Xilotepec where the northern general is..."
Bertard explained in detail that the mountains and landscapes of the North were reflected in his heart.
"That's right. Palms City is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is located in the upper reaches, with endless wilderness in the north, and a large river for transportation in the east. It is indeed an important place!"
Xiulote thought for a moment and nodded heavily. Palms City is adjacent to the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains and is located in the upper reaches of the Tampon River, nearly 700 miles away from the outlet of the Gulf of Mexico. From here, you can reach Huastec in a few days by going eastward.
The capital of the alliance is Kuxikapan. Therefore, this city-state is not only an important town in the north, but also controls the east.
"Your Highness, by occupying the city of Parmus, we can intimidate the canine descendants, recruit tribes, and garrison troops. And relying on the river, we can also obtain sufficient supplies from the Vastek subjects in the east."
Then, the warrior chief looked solemn and bowed in salute.
"In this Northern Expedition, the Kingdom must take it and hold it in our hands!"
"Oh, us? Bertard, you mean the kingdom?..."
"It's the kingdom."
Shulot pondered for a while and nodded slowly.
"Nice proposal, very good! Do you have a suitable candidate?"
"Your Highness, there is a person who is very familiar with the canine and is also good at dealing with tribal leaders."
Bertard smiled slightly. Hulot thought for a while and also smiled.
"Indeed, after so many years of hard work, it's time to reuse him. Send an envoy to recall him here. I want to see him first. Well, what is the current situation in Palms City?"
"Your Highness, the city of Parmus, as the core of the State of Parmus, has fallen into the hands of the Guaquili people. Now entrenched there, occupying the fertile land by the river, is the leader of the Guaquili Tribal Alliance, the leader of the 'Red Dog' tribe.
Chichika. Among the many tribes, the 'Red Dog' tribe is the strongest, with ten thousand tribesmen. They are all soldiers, with more than three thousand warriors, and they are the most unruly! A few days ago, Chichika also sent
The messenger came with a message..."
"Oh, that message! 'The great chief of one hundred thousand Guaquili people, the master of the northern wilderness, the sacred dog king Chichica, greets the great chief of the Aztecs, the master of the southern lakes'... Haha, it turns out
It's him!"
Shulot laughed loudly. Then, his face turned cold and he made a stern decision.
"The dog-born are afraid of power but not moral. They sit in a well and look at the sky, and they are blind and arrogant. This time the coalition forces march north, they will fight until the city of Palms falls and Chichika is sacrificed!"
"Do your will!"
Bertard bowed his head and saluted. In the clear wind and rain, the two continued to discuss the situation in the North. As they fought with the Guakili people, the coalition captured many canine warriors and clearly understood the details of each tribe.
There are eight large tribes of Guakili canine descendants who invaded the south, each with thousands of soldiers. The large tribes are the leaders of the actions of the canine descendants, and are often surrounded by several ordinary tribes who obey their orders. The eight major tribes are called "Red Dogs",
"Red Fox", "Red Stork", "Red Deer", "Red Monkey", "Red Salamander", "Red Frog" and "Red Cat".
In the culture of the Guakili people, red represents sacredness, and the name of the tribe is the animal totem they worship. The canine descendants on the plateau only have ancestor worship and totem belief, and no unified gods. Their spiritual world is still in ignorance.
It is a fertile ground for the spread of religion.
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After the Otomi people shrank completely, the marauding canine tribe could no longer take advantage. The mountain people gathered in large villages, and there were countless
Hundreds of garrisoned samurai and two or three ordinary tribesmen were unable to capture the garrisoned village. And once a large number of canine descendants stayed for too long, they would be targeted by the patrolling coalition forces.
Shulot's imperial guards attacked several times, chasing and killing more than a hundred red-haired warriors. Seeing that the plundering was unprofitable, the northern border was completely stopped.
"Your Highness, eight large tribes are settling down and cultivating while sending envoys to the coalition. Their alliance is not stable, and their respective interests are also different. There are many places where they can operate..."
Hearing this, Shulot shook his head slightly and said with a smile.
"Bertard, the kingdom will absorb the canine descendants, but don't rush it. Look at the clouds in the sky, first the thunder is rolling, and then the rain and dew fall. Facing the unruly canine descendants, it will take two battles to force them
Only when we reach the point of despair can we communicate and surrender! If not enough blood is shed, how can there be deep-rooted fear and loyalty? In addition, this time the Canine descended south, there was heavy slaughter along the way. We always have to give an explanation to the Otomi allies.
.”
The king decided the fate of tens of thousands of canine descendants in an understatement. His smile was light and calm, but it seemed like there was boundless blood flowing.
Bertard was startled. He looked at the mature young king, remembering his youthful past, and slowly smiled. After a while, the warrior captain took out a scroll and continued to report.
"Your Highness, I had many banquets with the leaders of Otomi. Combined with the scouts' investigation, I roughly figured out the situation of the three Otomi states. After the war, the Otomi state has a population of about 200,000. It can be mobilized
The number of adults is about 30,000. Although Guamare State is large, it has only a population of more than 100,000 or about 20,000. During the canine raids, they lost at least more than 10,000 people. The population of Parmesan State was originally
It is comparable to Guamare. If it falls into the hands of the canine at this time, it is estimated that half of it will be lost."
"Ah? According to this calculation, in just five years, there will only be a little over 400,000 of the one million Otomi people left?"
Shulot calculated silently for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face. He thought of the desolation that often appeared on the face of the old priest Alter, and felt some vague empathy.
"Your Highness, plus the more than 100,000 Otomi people in Herotepec, the number should be more than 500,000."
"Oh, more than half a million..."
The king shook his head and whispered to himself.
"Fighting for land, killing people everywhere; living in troubled times, but struggling to survive..."
"Your Highness, the situation in the north is like this. This month, many messengers came to the Hekou Fortress to report the details of the kingdom's spring plowing."
"Well, tell me in detail."
"Spring plowing in Gyeonggi and Hekou counties has been completed on time. In various military and civilian villages, new type of tread plows have been put into use, and accumulated manure has also been filled into the fields. Villagers everywhere are still concerned about these new farming improvements.
I had doubts, but the priests calmed me down with the will of the gods.”
"Bertard, don't worry. When we wait for this year's autumn harvest and see the increase in food production, the villagers will fully accept the new farming methods and be grateful to the priests. The autumn harvest is a good opportunity to preach!"
Shulot was full of confidence. Manure and plows had been used in the Celestial Empire for thousands of years, and he had also practiced it in the Alliance. However, it was difficult for him to explain the principles to the priests, and he needed to use the will of the gods to implement them.
"In another two years, after the people's power has been restored, we can consider building dikes and thoroughly regulating Lake Patzcuaro. Only when the dikes are completed and the rainy season floods and salty water in the mountains are fully controlled can a large amount of manpower be invested to build a truly productive Qinan
Pa!"
When he heard the name Chinampa floating in the water, Bertard's eyes flashed with excitement. Chinampa is a name that all Mexica people yearn for, representing harvest, wealth and prosperity. He thought about it for a moment, and then
He took out a roll of paper and unfolded it, but it was full of delicate handwriting.
"Your Highness, this is Talea's report. According to your instructions, the various departments of the Divine Inspiration Institute are expanding. Among them, the Industry and Mining Department and the Gunpowder Department have once again increased their production. The Military Industry Department has accumulated thousands of bronze armors.
, the first qualified Sun Condor cannon has been successfully trial-produced..."
"Ah, the bronze eagle cannon was finally successfully trial-produced!"
Hearing this, Shulot's heart surged and his face beamed with joy. He turned around and looked at the southern sky, wishing he could fly back immediately to see the test firing of the eagle cannon. After a while, the king suppressed his excitement.
Emotion, said with a smile.
"Tiripi has lived up to my expectations and should be rewarded generously! After I test the performance of the eagle cannon and give him a beating, I will promote him to a hereditary noble."
"Your Highness, in addition to Tiripi, you should also reward one person generously. He alone has contributed at least one-tenth of the kingdom's tax revenue!"
"Oh, who is it? He has such financial resources?"
The king looked at the warrior commander curiously.
"Director Lozano of the Special Trade Bureau. In half a year, he produced thousands of kilograms of 'gems' of various colors. In order to control the price, the kingdom has only sold a small part. Even so, jade merchants all over the world have gone crazy. Before
The spies who come here to spy are hard to catch."
"Thousands of kilograms of...'gems'..."
The corner of Xuelote's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but faced with the huge profits from the glass trade, what he said turned into something else.
"Lozano cannot be promoted for the time being, and his safety must be strictly protected. As for the requirements for life and enjoyment, he must try his best to meet them! In addition, he is told to develop colorless gems as soon as possible. The original firing process must continue
Improve and make it more similar to natural gems, the better!”
Bertard smiled and took out a pen and paper to write down. Then he added again.
"Your Highness, the first catamaran canoe trial-produced by the shipbuilding company has just been launched in Lake Quiceo. The master craftsmen are adjusting the details of the hull and sails. When the Northern Expedition is over and we return, we should have the results.
Got it!"
Hearing these good news, Xiulote was in a happy mood. Every technological research and development always brings joy to the development of civilization. Bertard waited for the king to digest it for a moment, and then asked solemnly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The Guamar dog descendants in the northwest sent an envoy. This time the cold wave hit, tribes from all over the country were migrating south. They were also affected, and they caught
There are more than 10,000 canine descendants who want to sell them to us."
"oh?"
Hearing about the human trade, Shulot was perked up.
"Which one did they capture? What's the proportion of adults?"
"Mainly the Zacatecas people in the far northwest, and some Guakili people. There are no old or weak people among the canine descendants who went south. Half are men and half are women."
"Tell them that we want the whole kingdom. Take as many young men and women of working age as you can, and place them all in Hekou County."
The king did not hesitate and made an immediate decision. Population is the cornerstone of civilization, and the new kingdom also has sufficient assimilation capabilities. He thought for a while and added.
"By the way, bring samples and ask the Guamar people. In addition to food, salt, cotton cloth, weapons and cotton armor, do they want gems? There are all kinds of colors..."
Bertard burst into laughter and immediately wrote down the king's instructions.
Shulot looked at the distant sky, thought for a while, and then asked again.
"The Dogs invaded the south in a large scale, and the Otomi people elected a new leader... I sent envoys to report these changes in the north to King Avit, and asked for the support of the alliance. Counting the days, there should be a reply. Does the king have any?
Reply coming?"
"Your Highness, the kingdom has not yet received a reply from the alliance, and it may take some time. However, there seem to be some unfavorable rumors in the capital city of the lake regarding Your Highness's support of Prince Giowa to become the leader of the Otomi people."
"It's really easy for rumors to spread about this matter..."
Shulot thought for a moment and sighed. He took out a letter he had just written from his arms and handed it to the warrior commander.
"Bertard, this is the letter I wrote to Alyssa. It contains some personal words, some experiences from the north, and greetings relayed to Avit. I also asked for some northern land from the priest of Alter.
Unique strange plants, and some secret recipes of medicines from the Otomi people as gifts. You will send an envoy tonight and rush day and night to deliver the letters and gifts to the capital city in the lake and hand them over to Alyssa in person!"
Bertard nodded, carefully collected the letter, and immediately set off to deal with it. Before leaving, he paused and saluted the king.
"Your Highness, Princess Alyssa looks innocent on the outside, but her heart is like a mirror. She is your best helper! As long as you communicate with the princess from time to time and inform the details of important events... there will be no discord between you and the king."
Hearing this, Shulot lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent. When he opened his eyes again, the warrior commander had already gone far. The king raised his head, looked at the dark clouds on the horizon, and smiled helplessly.
"The white clouds are pure and innocent. I don't want them to be contaminated by the secular world. But the rainy season comes with the wind, and the clouds may be dense in the blink of an eye... How can the clouds stay away when thunder falls from the sky?"
The king stood alone at the top of the city, and his voice gradually became deeper. A thunder sounded from the horizon, and the heavy rain fell again. The raindrops fell on his face and into his mouth. When he tasted it gently, it carried the fragrance of clouds~
Note: There is a new 1486 map in the Easter egg chapter.
This chapter has been completed!