Red is spread under the city wall, like the deepest dye. The head is hung on the city gate, turning into the most vivid death.
"In the eyes of the Mexica people, descendants of gods with noble blood are just sacrifices to the God of War... So, will the priests of the holy city be any different?..."
The vizier priest elder closed his mouth tightly and stood up with a gloomy expression. He did not say a word, and the rest of the journey was filled with silence.
Everyone walked under the heads of the descendants of Tlaxcala and arrived outside the city. The field of vision suddenly widened. The mountains undulated in the distance, and the fields were covered with grass. Near the city wall, there was a battlefield being cleared.
Traces of tragedy can be seen everywhere, but the vitality of spring is nurtured in the busyness.
Under the supervision of four to five hundred Mexica warriors, thousands of Tlaxcala militiamen were busy outside the city with their heads lowered. They dug several huge pits and dug out the naked bodies of the warriors.
, and threw it into a big pit. It was already warm late spring, and the body would decay quickly and must be buried as soon as possible.
Wezier stood next to the big pit, stopped, and stared silently for a while. The dense death came into his eyes, and penetrated deeply into his mind, sending chills down his spine.
In this pit alone, there are probably at least three to four thousand corpses! What is even more shocking is that among these corpses, there are not only humble moth people, but also strong warriors and tattooed warriors.
Snake-skinned deity!
"The humble moth people, ordinary warriors, and noble gods... were all stripped naked, thrown into a deep pit, and buried together..."
The vizier's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and he stood for a long time without taking a step.
"Ha! This cowardly tribal priest was frightened by the pile of corpses!..."
"Huh? What kind of big Cholula tribe can actually allow such a timid person to serve as the tribe's priest?"
"It seems to be a weak tribe! But I heard that it is extremely wealthy, with countless spices, gold, silver, jade... and thousands of fertile women!"
"Ah! Is this tribe here to surrender? If not, let's go grab one!..."
The whispers of the canine people kept coming. There was obvious disdain in their eyes when they looked at the Wezier.
Wezier pursed his lips and did not respond. Although he had never been on the battlefield, he had sacrificed hundreds of sacrifices. The reason he was really afraid was not the thousands of corpses, but the way these corpses were handled.
, is the attitude of the Mexicans towards the noble races of gods!
"The noble and the humble, the noble and the base... In this barbaric war, there is no difference, they are all buried together... O Nava gods!..."
The vizier closed his eyes and prayed silently. He vaguely felt the changes in the war. It became more cruel, more rude, and more destructive. The holy city of Cholula, which has maintained centuries of tradition and order, is changing.
It has been completely disintegrated and is being buried in the ground.
"The era of subversion is coming at a faster pace, like stars falling from the sky... Could it be that this is what the Mexicans call the fifth era? The rewriting of noble and humble, the fusion of all peoples..."
The priests and elders of the Holy City had no answer. He just felt that Chief Petel should see these with his own eyes. The Mexica people have undergone tremendous changes, from beliefs, thoughts to wars, they are no longer what they were ten years ago.
..
"Priest and Elder Vizier, it's time for us to leave!"
The Mexica captain waited for a while and then issued a warning.
"okay."
Wezier nodded and took one last look at the piles of cotton armor, leather hats and obsidian weapons next to the big pit.
These equipments were tattered and incomplete, and they were all pulled out from the bodies of the fallen Tlaxcala warriors. In this era, it was impossible to abandon these supplies and bury them with the corpses. And the busy Tlaxcala militia
After we are used to seeing the death of noble warriors, what will happen to us?
"Let's go!"
The Wezier didn't want to think too much. He turned around and followed the footsteps of the Mexica captain, heading to the legion camp in the south. For him, the most important thing now was how to protect the holy city of Cholula.
Status, convince the Mexica people to be the "God of Death"!
The breeze blew along the mountains and came to the vast camp. It blew through the outer fence, passed through the open-air grass bed, passed the extinguished bonfire, and finally arrived at the strict tent. Outside the tent, there were dozens of armored men
Guards guard the place and are always vigilant.
A young guard came in a hurry and inspected the jade talisman outside the tent before being allowed in. He opened the tent door and carefully stepped inside. He glanced at the legion commanders and said in a deep voice to His Highness.
Report back.
"Your Highness, the Holy City of Cholula has sent an envoy, who is the Vizier Priest Elder!"
"Oh? Elder of the Holy City?"
Shulot looked serious and frowned slightly.
"I am holding a military meeting and will not see him today. Let him wait in the camp and rest patiently for two days!"
"Yes! Your Highness!"
The young guard nodded respectfully and was about to leave.
"By the way, send two more warriors to take him around the camp to see the Guards Corps!"
"Yes! Your Highness!"
Shulot smiled and his eyes moved slightly. He was really busy these two days, and he didn't want to see the envoys of the Holy City for the time being. He still had some plans for the Holy City, and he needed to exert pressure step by step... Soon,
The king put aside the envoy's matter and looked at the people in the big tent again.
"In the past few days, the remaining enemies in Shuigu City have been wiped out, and the surrounding tribes have almost been wiped out. The battle losses of your legion have also been calculated! Black Wolf, you say it first!"
"As you command, Your Highness!"
Black Wolf Toltec held his head high, glanced at the leaders of the city-state legions, and answered confidently.
"Since the Eastern Expedition in December, the Guacchili Legion has defeated the enemy several times every time it fights! Scouting teams are sent out everywhere to control the intelligence of the Tlaxcala people! Even the fortified Water Valley City is under my command.
Come on, break through from Nancheng!..."
Hearing Black Wolf's words, the three southern city-state army commanders, "Yuyan" Mihoti, "Huashu" Huochukua, and "Pan Python" Moyahualuo, all showed embarrassment on their faces. They didn't know what to do.
Open your mouth.
The traditional territory of the Mexican Federation consists of eleven states. Based on the distance from Lake Texcoco and the north-south division, it can be divided into four states in the north, four states in the lake area, and three states in the south. Among them, the four states in the lake area are now composed of
Directly under the royal family.
As for the remaining seven states, although affected by the centralization reform, they gradually lost their autonomy in the appointment and dismissal of priests, payment of tributes and inheritance of nobles, but they still maintained independent city-state legions. These city-state legions were composed of private soldiers of various large nobles.
The chief usually comes from the most powerful Honor family in the country.
"Yuyan" Mihoti comes from the southwestern Lachiko state, the largest of the three southern states. "Flower tree" Hochku comes from the prosperous southwestern Sarcostate. Well, as for "Pan Python" Moyahualuo,
It comes from the poor and broken state of Vactepec, which borders the southeastern part of the Union and the Tlaxcala people.
They responded to the king's call during the war, and each led a regiment of 8,000 men to participate in the war, but still maintained the command of the city-state legions. Their performance in the past few months during the Eastern Expedition is really difficult to describe.
This chapter has been completed!