Chapter 795: The envoy of Jinwan City, the negotiation between the eagle and the water snake
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The night was deep, and the firelight in the big tent swayed, licking the warm shadows. In the golden strokes, Shulot's figure was tall and elongated, gradually swallowing up the surrendered woman. He stood upright, like a high eagle, watching
Looking at the water snake lying gracefully on the ground, its eyes were cold and it ordered in a deep voice.
"Miawa, since Chief Chikini of the Great Sun wants to surrender and be loyal to the alliance... then I will give him three days to open the city gate and let the kingdom's legions enter the city!"
Hearing this, the snake priestess Miawa lowered her eyebrows, raised her head, revealed a pitiful and seductive face, and softly begged for mercy.
"Your powerful Highness!...All the Jinwan tribes in the city want to surrender to you. However, the leaders of each tribe are worried about the alliance's tradition of sacrifice..."
"The Eastern Expedition of Totonac is a war of faith that spreads the glory of the Lord God! The descendants of Totonac are not like the descendants of Tlaxcala, who are issued a divine decree and require all sacrifices."
Shulot looked calm, pinched Miawa's smooth chin, and spoke calmly.
"If the chiefs of the Jinwan tribes can surrender their cities and hand over their warriors... I will spare their lives and let them settle in the capital of the lake or the capital of King Qin Congcan. I will give them gifts
With the title of aristocrat, you can enjoy a prosperous life."
Hearing the king's words, Miawa was happy at first, and then shocked.
If the chiefs of various tribes in Jinwan move to the two capitals, they will naturally have to give up all their territories and lose the tribes and warriors they have controlled for generations. But in this era of fighting between tribes, without the warriors in their hands, without the inherited territory, they only have
How could the title of a noble of a kingdom have any status or wealth in the capital city of Mexico, where the great nobles gathered together?
Such conditions were naturally unacceptable to the chiefs of Jinwan, and they were far from the lowest bottom line promised by Chief Chichini before she went on a mission.
Thinking of this, Miyava puffed up her chest and carefully avoided the blade. She wrapped the king's palm with her astonishing fullness and pleaded softly again.
"Your Highness, the tribes of Jinwan have settled here for generations and have inherited it for hundreds of years... Chief Da Ri is willing to swear a blood oath to become your most loyal servant, dedicate all his wealth, and dedicate his beautiful daughter...
.I just want to guard the land of Jinwan for you..."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Shulot raised his brows. He felt the warmth in his hands, pressed the dagger calmly, and spoke coldly.
"Cicini still has such a sweet dream and wants to keep Golden Bay City? If so, go back! Wash your neck and chest and wait for the kingdom's sacrifice!"
"ah!..."
When the obsidian dagger was pressed, a line of blood suddenly appeared on Miava's smooth neck. The kneeling snake priestess's eyes widened instantly and her whole body trembled. She felt the stinging pain on her neck and looked up.
The face in the shadow of the king showed deep fear in her heart. However, in this fear of death, she felt some strange feeling that she had never felt before.
"I was lingering on the edge of death, looking up at a man as powerful as the God of Death, and enduring his pressure. He controlled my life, and I breathed his strong breath..."
Miava raised her face and shifted her gaze until she was right in front of her eyes. She was trembling from the bottom of her heart and yearning from her body. She couldn't help but lick her tongue and gasped softly.
"Ah...your mighty highness...I...have been washed and waiting to be sacrificed to you..."
Hearing such an answer, Shulot pursed his lips and frowned. He looked down at the woman at his feet, followed her line of sight and looked down, and the fire in his heart suddenly started a prairie fire. And the woman's expression also changed instantly.
Change, showing surrender-like reverence.
"Ah! Your Highness, you are so powerful as I have never seen before!..."
"Miawa, stop playing such little tricks!..."
Shulot's expression changed and he scolded. He looked at the woman's admiring yet confused eyes, felt the woman's warm and low breathing, and felt an instinctive pleasure and desire in his body. But this uncontrollable physical instinct
, and it was like a fire was burning, making him feel hot and irritable like a beast. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and his voice revealed murderous intent.
"The kingdom's army has the thunder of God of War's punishment. It doesn't take ten days to capture Jinwan City! And the troops consumed in the siege are all surrendered warriors from various departments, which will not damage the kingdom's army at all! Therefore, Mia
Wa, my patience is very limited and I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you..."
"Now, give me another reason to prove your value, and then put forward a practical condition!"
"Ah! Under the powerful Temple of Death... the tribes of Jinwan can lead the kingdom's army into the city, allowing you to surrender the 15,000-strong Eastern Alliance Army without many casualties! Moreover, we are the tribes of Xitotonak.
Your alliance leader can also send guides and envoys to persuade the jungle tribes in the southwestern interior to surrender to the kingdom's army...
Miava lowered her eyebrows, opened her watery eyes, and looked up at the standing king with awe and worship. She softly begged, hummed softly, rocked and rubbed her body, as if she was being raped by a god.
The snake stepped on by the eagle uses a special way to please the strong.
"Your Highness, we have no extravagant hope of retaining Jinwan City, and are willing to dedicate the city-state... We only hope to preserve the entire clan and obtain a new territory in the south or west..."
"Dedicate your city-state, betray your allies, send envoys to surrender to the interior, in exchange for preserving your tribe, and move your territory..."
Upon hearing these conditions, Shulot reached out his hand and pinched the woman's chin to stop the woman's tantalizing friction and shaking. Amid the woman's cries of pain, he remained silent, with a look of thought on his face.
The coastal Golden Bay City is located on the route to the east and has convenient sea communication. It must be controlled by the kingdom, even if it is by dividing the heirs!
However, the location of Jinwan City is too far away. It is 900 miles away from the alliance's lake capital, and a full 1,600 miles away from the kingdom's capital of Qin Congcan! It can rely on
Sea routes and controlling key areas of coastal city-states are already the limit of what the kingdom can do.
As for going deep into the interior, after a hundred or two hundred miles, the undulating jungles, swamps and mountains are too complicated in terrain and too far away. With the current level of transportation, these places are like South Vietnam during the Qin and Han Dynasties. The cost of rule
It was too expensive to be managed, and even decent tributes could not be shipped.
Therefore, these vast inland territories, Shulot will be handed over to the Alliance. And King Avit will not directly rule this place, but will only treat them as transferred territories, and the powerful nobles in the heart of the Alliance will
Replacement migration goes here.
In other words, the Jinwan tribes' desire to change territories does not conflict with the interests of the kingdom. It is just that before they move, they must leave enough Dingkou as the basis for the kingdom to rule the city-state.
After clearing his thoughts, Shulot lowered his head, looked at Miawa who was weeping with tears in his eyes, pinched his face as tender as egg white, and said calmly.
"Myawa, the tribes of Jinwan donated their city-states, let the army enter the towns to suppress the coalition forces, and then converted to the god of war as the main god, so that the chiefs and leaders can be preserved, and the wealth in the hands of the chiefs can be preserved. Then, 70% of the tribes will be left.
Send guides and envoys to persuade you to surrender...I will allow the remaining people to migrate and re-establish a city-state in the land of Totonac in the west!"
