Chapter 600: The First Armys War Madness, the Seventh Kingdom Legion

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The dry north wind blows from the Mexica Plateau, bringing a bit of coldness. Now, it is the beginning of December in the blink of an eye. There is no winter in the tropics, only a long late autumn. In the north of the Tlaxcala Valley, there is everywhere

The deep feeling of autumn. At a glance, the surrounding fields are half yellow, half cold green, and there is an endless high sky.

Under the high sky, there is the towering Yunshe Peak. Yunshe City is still strong and majestic, like an unbroken fortress, but it is bleak and dark yellow.

Further down, White Snake Hill City stands eight or nine miles away. The grass and trees among the rolling hills are slightly yellow, and there are no birds or animals. A circle of deep trenches and spaced out forts have surrounded the entire White Snake Hill City.

Looking down from the top of White Snake City, the Mexica trenches are like the huge mouths of abyssal worms, and their fortresses are like mouths full of poisonous fangs, trying to swallow up the entire hilly city bit by bit.

Beyond Qiucheng, there are evergreen trees on the plains, as well as the Tree Snake City among the green trees. The Shuigu River flows quietly to the northeast. The Mexica Legion's camps are continuous along the river.

For several miles, like an anaconda waiting patiently.

Shulot stood seven inches away from the "Anaconda", at the head of the Tree Snake City where the king's flag was erected. He looked to the northeast, his mind wandering far away. The kingdom's expedition fleet had entered the water a few days ago. At this moment, sufficient supplies were replenished.

After eating, the fleet hoisted the flag of the Alliance and just set sail, heading for the lower reaches of the Cat Eagle River. Their first target was Crow City, the southern ancestral homeland of the Mixtecs, four hundred miles away.

The people who control Crow City are the large Mixtec tribes that the alliance is about to marry, the Silver Crow tribe.

"The kingdom's fleet brought the alliance's envoys to deliver the good news of the royal marriage. Silver Raven Papata has always been obedient and will definitely follow the alliance's instructions and help the fleet repair and supply..."

Shulot thought for a moment and relaxed a little. In addition to the Silver Crow Tribe, he also sent alliance envoys to all the coastal Totonak states.

After the victory of the Eastern Expedition and the four-state alliance of Tlaxcala had just been destroyed, no city-state should have dared to openly rebel against the alliance and attack the kingdom's fleet. As for further back, more than a thousand miles eastward, beyond Toto

The Hidden Serpent City in the east of the Tonac people is the Mayan city-state in Yucatan in the west...

"But that place is not something that the current alliance can influence... All they can rely on are the Mayan guides in the fleet, and the axes and spears in the hands of the warriors..."

Shulot looked at the eastern sky with a leisurely expression. He hurriedly hurriedly rushed out, seizing time, and hurriedly dispatched this fleet. He didn't know what the result would be?

"Perhaps, they will all be drowned in the Caribbean storm. Or maybe, they will be attacked by the Mayan city-states on the coast and disappear. They may even lose their way and drift to Florida in the north or Panama in the south, until

Decades later, the Alliance found the last remnant..."

"At this time of year, the ocean currents move to the north and the monsoons move to the south. Everything is possible... May the Lord God bless you!"

Shulot closed his eyes and prayed quietly for a while. Then he turned around and walked down the city to the temple in the city.

A month has passed, and there haven't been many changes in the Tree Snake Temple. It's just that there are some more black persimmon wood furniture in the middle, and some paintings of the main god on the four walls, which are all the king's preferences.

Soon, Shulot sat down in the middle, drank the hibiscus tea sent by Na Xiu, and read the documents from the kingdom that came from afar.

The first document, written by Bertard, records the progress of the transfer of prisoners in the past three months.

"Dear Your Highness, since September, the Southern Navy has been transporting 60,000 young men and women from Tlaxcala day and night. These captives have been stationed outside Shuigu City for several months. They have witnessed the majesty of Your Highness and have also experienced the aftermath of autumn.

The harvest is good. Their people's hearts are relatively stable, they rarely flee, and they are easily assimilated into the kingdom..."

"Your Highness, perhaps you can select two battalions of warriors and militiamen from these captives to take charge of the newly established village of Tlaxcala, and practice them during the off-farm time... Each tribe in Tlaxcala has the foundation of bow and arrow, which is very important.

Good sources of archers..."

Seeing this, Xiulote thought for a moment and nodded slowly. So far, 210,000 Tlaxcala prisoners have been transferred to the Kingdom of the Lake, and more than 180,000 people have been transferred to the Kingdom of the Lake. Counting the garrison and transfer in various towns along the way,

Attrition, about 160,000 people should have arrived in the hinterland of the kingdom, divided into camps in the two southern counties, and established villages for settlement. The remaining captives, plus the more than 20,000 young Mixtecs captured by the black wolf,

There are still about 50,000 people. These young and healthy people will all be transferred within three months.

"The kingdom is expanding to a larger and larger area, and attacking from all sides requires an increasingly large force! In a few years, Bertard will go to Cuba, and thousands of warriors will need to be taken away. The establishment of a new legion is imminent!...

This new population of more than 200,000 people is enough to support a semi-professional army of 8,000 people... Well, at least 8,000 people..."

Thinking of this, Shulot touched his chin and thought about the composition of the eight thousand Tlaxcala Legion.

"More than a month ago, Black Wolf had returned from the south. He held the Tlaxcala surrender camp with more than 2,000 people. These surrender soldiers were all desperate warriors with blood on their hands after fighting. Now the war is going on

After a short pause, the Guakili Army was undergoing repairs in Shuigu City, which happened to separate the surrender camp. Then, war priests and officers were transferred from the Imperial Guards and reorganized."

"Two thousand desperate warriors serve as the core, equipped with leather armor, copper axes, and spears. Then, a thousand kingdom warriors are drawn from the Guards Corps as the commander's personal troops. And then from the 100,000 tribesmen who have participated in farming for half a year

, recruiting 2,500 archer militiamen, equipped with paper armor, long bamboo bows and short spears. Finally, 1,500 archer militiamen were recruited from the remaining 100,000 people. Added together, this is a full army of 8,000

!Of course, in order to appease the two thousand core warriors, we still have to grant them fields and slaves..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The purpose of recruiting warriors from the Guards Corps is to strengthen the control of the regiment. After the recruitment, the remaining vacancies must also be selected from the surrendered army and placed in

Training beside the king. This model is partly borrowed from the Khitan palace army, and its purpose is to strengthen the king's control over the legions in various places.

Xiulote paid attention and stretched out his hand slightly. Naxiu lowered his head, knowingly handed over the paper and pen, and mixed the black and blue ink. The king nodded slightly, dipped in the black ink, and then raised the pen as if

Dragons and snakes dance, and the writing is like a ghost drawing a talisman.

"King's order: Form a Long Snake Legion with a total of 8,000 people. Two thousand Tlaxcalas will be sent to the barracks, and all of them will be awarded the title of second-level warrior, 20 acres of land, and 1 slave. Among the 2,000 people, selected based on their military merits.

Five hundred warriors were produced, and they were awarded the third-level warrior title, 100 acres of land, and 5 slaves. The warrior battalion of a thousand kingdoms was selected from the Guards Corps, with half of them being Mexica and Prepecha warriors, and the title remained unchanged.

.Five thousand longbow militiamen are selected from... Among them, those who fight bravely and have excellent archery skills will be awarded the title of first-class warrior!"

As a result, eight thousand of the two hundred thousand Tlaxcalans with the most combat effectiveness were drawn out and included in the kingdom's ruling class. These people left their hometown thousands of miles away and resettled. They were stationed in heavily-armed areas.

In the hinterland of the kingdom, with a new status as a warrior and a slave in the fields, there will be less thoughts of resistance and escape.

"Of course, the fastest way to completely conquer the hearts and minds of this legion is to let them gain tangible benefits! Let them participate in battles with less losses, plunder other tribes, obtain more military honors, and more

Field slaves, see with your own eyes the path to upward advancement! And these things are all controlled and monopolized by the hereditary gods and nobles in the original Four Kingdoms Alliance, and it is impossible to distribute them to them..."

"As long as they make military exploits and become part of the kingdom's rule, even if they are second-level warriors or third-level warriors... their loyalty will be greatly strengthened, just like the current Prepecha warriors!"

With this thought, Shulot's face showed a bit of complacency. This method of ruling the kingdom is actually not complicated, it is just to fight, fight, fight! As long as we win a steady stream of victories and fulfill the military promise of conferring fields and slaves, Hu will

The military group of the Middle Kingdom will become more stable and powerful!

"In this case, the Long Serpent Legion is stationed at the seaport of Tarsus, near the Black Rock Mountain Iron Mine. From there, go north and along the river, you can plunder more than a dozen city-states in the Northern Terkos tribes, dozens of

With a population of 10,000, there is also the Haenyeo City on the southeast coast! It is time to settle the old accounts of the attack on the Kingdom’s expedition team. And the neighboring tribes of Fire River City must also gradually expand their influence and slowly come under control!”

Thinking of this, Shulot's thoughts turned around and he quickly wrote the royal order. Soon, the royal order to form the seventh legion had been written, leaving only the last difficulty: the selection of the legion commander.

"The commander of the Black Snake Legion... Well, the legion mainly focuses on surrendering soldiers and prisoners, so the commander needs to be loyal. The only people in the kingdom with such qualifications and abilities are the eagle warrior Barda and the temple guard captain Hervey.

.At the moment, they are all serving as battalion commanders in the Guards Corps...Who should be chosen?..."

Shulot closed his eyes and was silent. Seeing His Highness who was meditating, Na Xiu understood and smiled tenderly. She lit a relaxing agarwood, made a cup of vanilla tea with honey, and knelt down beside her patiently, lowering her head and waiting.

.

"Loyal and loyal...if I raise an army...face the Supreme...Who among the two will remain unwavering and follow to the death?...Oh! Why would I be so disrespectful?

idea?!"

The delicate agarwood fell into his heart. Shulot pursed his lips and felt guilty in his heart. But when he opened his eyes, he no longer hesitated and started writing.

"Wang Ling, the Black Snake Legion is stationed at Haikou, Tarsus. The commander of the legion is..."

Na Xiu quietly opened her eyes and looked at Wang Ling on the paper. Then she raised her lips and smiled lightly.


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