"Ah this?!..."
Seeing His Majesty's anger, Pan Python Moyahualuo trembled all over. With a "pop", he fell to his knees on the ground and explained again and again in fear.
"Witness the Lord God! Your Highness, the Pan Python Legion fought day and night and suffered 3,000 militia casualties before annihilating 10,000 Tlaxcala warriors. None of these Tlaxcala warriors are good. They are all from Mexico.
Enemies of the Alliance! They have been fighting against us for decades, and they have long had an unsolvable blood feud!..."
"Faced with such an old enemy, according to the alliance's plan, the men should be slaughtered, and anyone with a higher spear than a spear should be killed! Then, the women should be left to give birth, and the children should be sent to the community military academy to be raised, and the breeding should be completely changed!"
..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 Divine War of the Eastern Expedition! It is the Eastern Expedition of the Alliance announced by the Supreme King, and it is the Divine War of Destruction of the Nation jointly promulgated by the Immortal Sun and the Noble High Priest!"
Huashu Huochikua's fat face twitched and he knelt down too. He paid attention to His Highness's expression and spoke cautiously, but his words were still full of murderous intent.
"The people of Tlaxcala are unruly, and all the people are soldiers. The strong men of the tribe are practiced in bows and arrows, and they are protected by mountains and forests! After the army goes north, the food road will pass through this basin. What if we don't kill them all?
Can the safety of the food road be guaranteed? If the enemy attacks, how many troops will be restrained?...For the victory of the Divine War, we have to do this!..."
"Exactly! Your Highness, please calm down."
Yuyan Mihoti looked at the situation in the tent, and slowly knelt down on one knee, still straightening his back. The Yuyan Legion came from the southwest of Lazico State, which was the farthest away from the Tlaxcala people, and the hatred between the warriors was not deep.
They didn't bother to attack and kill civilians as a reward for their military exploits, so they gained the least. Mihoti felt no guilt and only wanted to advance and retreat together with the other two city-state captains, so he gave advice.
"Your Highness, how can you be soft-hearted when facing the old enemies in the God War, the evil Tlaxcalans? If they had the chance to kill us Mexicans, they would be just as ruthless!..."
"...fighting for land, killing people to fill the fields...killing cities and destroying countries at every turn is the Warring States Period..."
After hearing the excuses of the three legion commanders, Shulot lowered his eyes. Many past memories came to his mind, and some of them began to blur. And the softness he once had was so far away that it was hard to touch.
Central America only covers one million square kilometers, but has a population of at least 10 million. Compared with the more than 20 million people in the Warring States Period of the Celestial Dynasty, the population of the countries is more crowded, and the tribes are constantly fighting, and even cruel people have been born.
Festival tradition.
The Eastern Expedition was a war to destroy the country, and they were attacking the old enemies of Tlaxcala. The armies of various states took action, and there would be no mercy. The Northern Route Army's expedition would only be more brutal. In fact, Tlaxcala
If people had the chance, they would never show mercy. Later, they followed the Spaniards and captured the capital city in the lake and the Texcoco Lake area. They killed them for several months and almost killed all the Mexican men in the lake area.
The brutality of the massacre at that time shocked even the usually cruel conquerors.
"call!..."
After thinking for a long time, Shulot sighed quietly. His face returned to calm, he looked at the three legion commanders kneeling in a row and asked in a deep voice.
"The heads you have captured are all men?"
"Yes! Your Highness."
The three of them looked at each other and answered affirmatively. The captured young and strong women can weave, work and give birth to children, and are usually regarded as part of the wealth. This place is not far from the southern states, and the captured women can be brought back to their states.
, as a reward for warriors. Only men of appropriate age who have the ability to take up arms and fight will be completely erased...
"Phew...you all get up!"
Shulot's expression remained unchanged, he did not criticize anything more, and just shook his head slightly. Then, with a calm expression, he told the three captains information that they did not know.
"...According to the estimates of the High Priests, there are 400,000 Tlaxcalans in the state of Tepeyacac. Among them, there are less than 100,000 people in the city of Tepeyacac in the east, that is, the mountain top city.
.And there are more than 300,000 people in this fertile basin of 200 miles."
The Nahua spelling of Tepeyacac is Tepeyacac. Among them, Tepe is the abbreviation of tepetl "mountain", and yacac is the variation of yacatl "top of the mountain or nose". The two together are the "top of the mountain".
Therefore, Tepeyakak City in Tepeyakak State is the mountain top city of the mountain state. And from the name, you can see that the terrain here is composed of towering mountains on both sides, sandwiched between
of the basin.
"The more than 300,000 Tlaxcala people, calculated based on ten people and three men, are only more than 90,000 strong men, of which there are only more than 10,000 warriors. The Southern Route Army came all the way, and counting your gains, they have been killed
There were between 40,000 and 50,000 men, and more than 20,000 were captured! And counting the unrecorded raids, plunders, and excluding those who died of starvation and those who fled into the mountains... the Tlaxcala tribe in this area was left with at most only
Ten thousand strong men, more than a hundred thousand women, children, old and weak..."
Speaking of this, Shulot took a deep look at the three army commanders. The army passed by, and the road was full of blood. After the attack in March, the "mountain top state" of 400,000 people only had more than half of the population left at most.
The number of young adults will drop to eight or nine. But this year’s war will make it difficult to farm. Next year’s spring famine, tens of thousands more will die...
Numerous thoughts flashed past. Shulot clenched the scepter in his hand and commanded calmly.
"The army is crossing the border, and the killings are fierce. The remaining Tlaxcala tribe is no longer a concern. Go back and tell the city-state legions under your command not to kill anymore!"
"Ah? Your Highness, these Tlaxcala bad guys..."
Pan Python Moyahualuo wanted to say more, but Huashu Huoqiku narrowed his eyes and pulled him quietly. Pan Python was still too straight-minded, why should he contradict His Highness in person? Wait until the armies of each country dispersed, and suppress them separately.
Regarding the place, how exactly we will do it at that time does not depend on the wishes of the group leaders.
Yuyan Mihoti lowered his head slightly and said no more. The three city-state captains stood up and lowered their heads to His Highness. They were all silent, and there was a moment of silence in the tent.
Xiulote looked at the python Moyahualuo with a sullen face for a while. His gaze was as real as if he wanted to see through the other person completely.
The Panbo Legion comes from the state of Oaxtepec, which is Oaxtepec. The meaning of this word is "on the high mountains", so it can be referred to as the Alpine State.
The Mexica's "mountain state" of Huattepec and the Tlaxcala people's "mountain state of Tepeyacac" directly share the same mountain range and are closely connected. The relationship between the two states is
The fighting lasted for nearly half a century, and one can imagine the depth of hatred in it.
"The Kingdom of the Lake has not been established for a long time. The warriors have land, but they lack serfs and wives. The Tlaxcala people have a similar language to us and are a good complement."
Shulot pondered for a moment and his tone became gentle.
"Let's do this! The Eastern Expedition will continue for a long time. Warriors from various legions, if there are captured Tlaxcala prisoners, can come to the Chinese army camp and trade with the Kingdom of the Lake... And an adult Tlaxcala
Scaladin is strong, and the kingdom is willing to provide a quahtli in exchange, no limit to the number!"
"Your Highness, are you serious about this?! How can an adult be exchanged for a quahtli? There is no limit to the number?!"
Huashu Huochikua's fat face trembled, her voice trembled slightly, and she was completely in disbelief.
Quachtli is a common size of cotton cloth in the Alliance, approximately similar to a piece of cloth in China. The price of a piece of quachtli, depending on the quality, ranges from 65 cocoa beans to 300 cocoa beans, with the average being
200 cocoa beans. The purchasing power of cocoa beans is about 3 cocoa beans for one turkey egg or one tortilla. Ordinary civilian warriors only eat two tortillas twice a day. As for one
The price of a catty of gold sand is less than 400 cocoa beans, and usually no more than two pieces of cloth.
And a strong adult can be exchanged for a quahteri, which is equivalent to half a catty of gold sand!
Even in the lake capital, where the price of slaves is the highest, an adult female slave who can serve can only exchange for two or three pieces of cloth, and the quantity needed is very limited. Whenever a war starts, a large number of captives flow into the capital, and the price of slaves increases.
It will plummet, even lower than the price of a quahteri. If it cannot be sold, the slave owner will be responsible for the slave's daily meals. Otherwise, if they starve to death, they will not be able to recover any capital, and may even lose money.
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Now that the army is marching eastward, the Tlaxcalans are everywhere. The city-state soldiers only need to spend two days to capture the enemy's prisoners and send them to the Chinese army's camp, and then they will get real wealth! There are almost no such things among them.
There are no risks, and there is no need to redistribute food. There are only a lot of benefits. For the leaders of various states, being able to sell prisoners at this price is simply a huge profit!
Hearing such a promise, the python Moyahualuo also opened his eyes wide and looked at the generous His Highness. His eyes flashed and greed surged in his heart.
"If we can make money by selling captives, the hatred between the city-state and the Tlaxcala people can't be put aside first... Anyway, the Tlaxcala people are going to the Kingdom of the Lake as slaves, and they have no chance to fight with the city-state again.
We are enemies. And the city-state has been in too many difficulties over the years..."
"Well! With such an enemy, we can recruit thousands of militiamen from the country, capture prisoners and sell them for money..."
This chapter has been completed!