Chapter 1,457 Wait! With a beast-like state of mind, pierce the heart of the sun!
"Xintel, you have to calm down and don't get excited! We are together, and we must find opportunities to take action! But before taking action, we must think clearly! Impulsive emotions will only turn us into blind wasps and launch attacks indiscriminately.
, and then he was slapped to death!…”
"Izel, you told me to stay calm, but how can I stay calm in this situation? The taxing power of the family city-state is interfered with by the royal family and the priesthood; the army of the city-state legion is constantly being conquered by the god king.
If you leave, you will either be wasted on the front line by supervising the war; the food, grass and people accumulated by the city-state are endless, and they are called up by a royal order... This is to force the great nobles of our city-state into a dead end!..."
The bonfire shone brightly, reflecting the angry and distorted fierce face of the glorious nobleman, Reed Chief Xintel. This once heroic and flexible noble veteran has been tortured physically and mentally by the god king's continuous advancement of centralization reforms. God
With unstoppable momentum, the king continued to force the Luwei clan, and bit by bit, he lifted the tax and military powers of the city-state fiefs!
In the past ten years or so, the Reed Clan, which once ruled a country and had strong autonomy, is like a golden pineapple with thorns. The thorns have been removed, the skin has been peeled off, and the layers of pulp have been scraped off, leaving only
The last dry and hard pineapple core! But now, even this last core may not be able to be saved!
"The Lord God knows what happened to me, and he has to shed tears of battle! Izel, I am on the front line. Not only do I have to fight to the death with the Zapotec warriors, but I also have to fight for the God King... I also have to be vigilant.
Behind you, be wary of the God King’s hidden arrows!”
"As long as I die in battle, the so-called reward and title of the God King will be issued, allowing each of my sons to inherit a fief... The Reed who once controlled the city of Wejian, controlled a radius of fifty miles, and controlled the entire Atotonilka state
The family will be completely divided like the Sourwood family and cease to exist!..."
"If this is the case, when I go to the Kingdom of God in the sky, how will I face my ancestors who created the family fiefdom with their own hands in the hills of reeds? How will I face my dead grandfather and father?!..."
"...Sintel! I understand what you are going through, and I feel the same! But you must calm down! You know, we only have one chance to gamble our lives! Even if we take action and win, it is just the beginning, and we may not survive.
Finally. But if we lose, we will definitely fall into the abyss, or even be completely exterminated!…"
"Your ancestors, grandfather and father are all watching you in the Kingdom of God! They would definitely rather the Luwei clan split than see the family bloodline completely cut off!..."
"!...His! Phew!..."
"...call!…"
Hearing "ancestors, grandfather and father", the excited Sintel clenched his fingers, bit his lips, and gasped for a while before slowly calming down. Then, he looked at Ize who was also gasping for breath with excitement.
Er, asked in a low voice with a hoarse tone.
"Izel, I'm sorry... I was a little excited just now... So tell me, what should we do now?..."
"Ahem!...Although 'His Royal Highness the Prophet' advocates centralization and is the enemy of our great nobles...but his divinely inspired principles are worth learning...He once said...'Enemies and friends should not be distinguished before taking action.
?'...I think it's right! Just like now, we need to see clearly...who are on the field, what kind of power they have, are they our enemies or friends? And once something unexpected happens, what will they do?
choose?…"
"Ahem! Wait a minute...I'll make a cup of tea first! Sit down and think about it..."
Izel coughed twice, put a clay pot filled with water, threw a handful of hibiscus flowers on the bonfire, and then brought two clay cups.
Sintel took the empty cup, his head was in a mess, and he subconsciously took a sip, but didn't drink anything. Traditional old nobles like him actually don't have the habit of drinking hot water or hot tea. And Izel
Such young nobles have gradually become accustomed to drinking hot drinks due to the religious reform in recent years and the new teachings brought by Shulot.
"Wow..."
A pot of scented tea was boiling, and Izel was about to pour the tea when he saw Sintel reaching out and pouring a cup for each of them first, and asking Izel to drink first as if to apologize. Seeing this vigilant little gesture
, Izel's eyes moved slightly, knowing that his "old friend" had returned to his senses.
"Izel...I thought about it...this 'Flower War Chess' right now is nothing more than six people! The 'handsome' of the God King, the 'general' of His Highness the Prophet, the 'tiger' of Asal's line, we
A series of 'tigers', a series of 'sacrifice' from the priest group, and a series of 'soldiers' from the alliance legion... Once we get rid of the 'general', the remaining situation will be a struggle of 'two tigers and one sacrifice'.
Let’s see who can get the most ‘soldiers’!…”
"In terms of fighting for 'soldiers'... we have the advantage of wooing the city-state noble legions, but we lack the banner to win over the main royal legion. We are not as good as the Assar family and the priests... But what we are planning is not an alliance.
We have great power. No matter who wants to be in power, they must win over us!…”
"...Xintel, what you think makes sense. But in my opinion, we are not a 'tiger'! Our strength, our few manpower, can only be regarded as soldiers! There are not only six men on this chessboard, but also
There are the 'Pawns' of the Prophet's Kingdom, the 'Tigers' of the little prince in the Tlaxcala Basin, and the 'Sages' of the eldest princess and the Son of God!…"
"Wait! Izel, I'm a little confused! Please make it clearer, don't use this new metaphor like 'Flower War Chess'...be more specific!..."
"...You said it first...Ahem!...Okay!..."
Izel shook his head, reached out and took out a pile of cocoa beans, threw them in front of the bonfire, and counted them one by one. Each cocoa bean represented a legion, regardless of its combat strength.
"Witness the Lord God! The strength of the alliance's current southern expedition is six royal legions of 8,000 people, one 4,000-strong Guards, one thousand Eagles and Jaguars, two thousand Lake Kingdom Guards, plus
Forty thousand city-state legions, as well as logisticians recruited from various states..."
"Then I will give the God King seven and a half cocoa beans, the prophet half a cocoa bean, and the city-state nobles five cocoa beans according to the number of legions... Well, the combat power of the city-state nobles seems to be too much... Forget it, let's count like this.
!…A total of twelve and a half cocoa beans, right?…”
"Hmm...not bad!"
"Now, I, you, plus Yunshan, that is, 'us'. The private soldiers of the three Glory families, all put together, actually only have two cocoa beans. And half of them were taken away by the God King and their placement was disrupted.
...But no matter what, if the assassination is successful, then together we can indeed get two beans! ...Then, there will be a competition for the cocoa beans of the royal legion left by the God King, and the cocoa beans of other city-state legions. It is best to have
Get half!…”
"Hmm... Izel, your analysis is very interesting! But our strength should be more than this? Now that the God King is dead, the three southern states will naturally join in, and then bring in the other city-states... The cocoa of these five city-state legions
Dou, aren’t we all?…”
"No! This is all undecided! The army commanders of other city-states may not turn to us! If the charge of assassination is placed on us, I am afraid they will stay away from us or even sell us... Therefore, they
It’s impossible to count!…”
Izel shook his head slightly, with cunning thoughts flashing in his eyes. He was actually in awe of "His Royal Highness the Prophet", and he had collected all the "Books of Divine Revelation" published by Shulot, and had studied them carefully. Therefore,
Now that it was really time to plan, he could see it more clearly than the veteran Sintel who was trapped in the situation.
"Huh? The charge of assassination is placed on us... Izel, are you saying that we cannot be guilty of this crime?..."
"Of course you can't do it! This is a fatal matter. Sooner or later, if you do it, you will die! This kind of crime should either be shouldered by 'knives and daggers', or passed on to 'them in Assar' or 'them in the temple',
Even pushing it to 'His Royal Highness the Prophet'... The two of us must never get involved, or even jump out first!..."
"O Lord God! This?...Do you mean to let Asar's family, or the priests and elders of the temple, go first?..."
"That's right! Just drag them into the water first! How can we let them watch on the shore and let us get nuts for them in the big fireball of the sun?..."
"How can the sun be a big fireball? It is clearly the Lord Hummingbird...Ahem! How is it possible to let them go into the water on the shore?...Why should they take action first?..."
"Xintel, we will discuss these specific plans later... Let's finish counting these cocoa beans first!..."
Izel touched his smooth chin and skipped Sintel's questioning. In fact, he didn't think about it for a while, he just had some general ideas. But it didn't matter, he could endure and wait. In the God-King's centralized sequence
, he is actually very far back...
"In the Land in the Clouds during the Southern Expedition, the God King held seven and a half cocoa beans in his hand, two of which were from the Assar lineage, and half of which were from the Thousand Eagles and Jaguars...His Royal Highness the Prophet held half of the cocoa beans, and we held them
He is holding two cocoa beans, and the other nobles are holding three cocoa beans... These are ten cocoa beans, right here on the field!"
"Outside the Land in the Clouds during the Southern Expedition, within the Mexica Alliance...the high priests in the capital city of the lake are the temple guards. The little prince has the support of Gillim, who controls the manpower and material resources of the lake area.
Mobilizing power, intercepted many members of the alliance nobles, and grabbed three of them! One royal reserve legion, one elite
Spear militia, a levy from the Cloud Serpent fiefdom. The eldest princess, the son of God, grabbed half of one, which is the two thousand elder guards. There is also the neutral half, which is the remaining one thousand eagles and jaguars. I don't know if they will fall.
Who may be closer to the high priests... These are the other five cocoa beans, which are in important peripheral areas and can affect the overall situation at any time!"
"Further outside, there is the Totonak Alliance created by His Highness the Prophet's Lake Kingdom... I don't know the specific legion. Let's count him as six cocoa beans! As long as His Highness the Prophet dies, then these beans will be on the periphery, and
Without the name of the alliance, they cannot enter, and they may not choose to enter... Once they enter, they will only become the common enemy of all alliance armies!"
With a gloomy look on his face, Izel laid out three circles inside and outside, with a total of twenty-one cocoa beans, which also represented the maximum force that the entire alliance could mobilize. With such a pile of beans spread out, the strength of both enemies and friends was revealed.
When we came out, the situation became very clear.
"Xintel, what do you see when you look at these cocoa beans?..."
"Izel, the power of the God King has an overwhelming advantage over us. As long as he is alive, he can command the power of the royal family, the power of the little prince, the power of the eldest princess, and even the power of His Highness the Prophet who enters the scene, at least ten cocoa beans
!…Whether it is the Asal family secretly or hidden
Neither the hidden high priests nor the prominent nobles have any confidence in a head-on confrontation... If the assassination cannot be successful, we have given a legitimate reason and will be purged by the God King, and may even be able to
Uproot all the glorious nobles!…"
"Yes! This is the first point. We must succeed in the assassination before we can survive! ... But now, the God King spread out seven and a half royal cocoa beans. He placed two on the west road and two on the middle road.
There are three and a half grains up and down the east road... In this case,
Although the power of the God King has been dispersed, how difficult is it to successfully assassinate the God King among an army of 20,000 to 30,000 people? This is equivalent to revenge that relies entirely on 'knives and daggers'. Once we fail, we will make up for it with one knife in a row.
No chance! Unless we continue to disperse..."
Hearing this, Sintel frowned, and the expression on his face changed. He heard the implication of Izel's words, but the thought of continuing to endure it made his heart really torment.
"Izel, you mean, keep waiting? How long will it take?"
"Cintel, do you know what God revealed to me when we were enjoying the Lady of Tlaxcala a few years ago?..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "...Which time did you say?"
"That was the time you won! You made three similar faces, which made me unable to bear it..."
"Oh! You're talking about that time! Why, when you were singing, you actually had extra energy. Did God reveal some sage's wisdom?..."
"Well...that time, I discovered the tiger's weakness...that is, the weakness of the God King!"
"…! What is it?!…"
"The Lord God witnesses! It is his uncontrollable desire to conquer!..."
"The desire to conquer?..."
"That's right! The desire to conquer is difficult to satisfy and stop! Although our current undercurrent is fundamentally derived from the centralization of power by the God King, the more direct impact is from the logistical pressure brought by the Southern Expedition! The overly long food roads and
The loss of transportation and the manpower and material resources mobilized made the nobles of the city-state a little unbearable... But will the Southern Expedition stop after conquering the Mixtec Cloud? Or will it continue?..."
Izel squinted his eyes, like a vixen, guessing the tiger's weakness, focusing on the key points every time.
"Except for the great nobles, the conflict between Asar's family and the God-King has not completely erupted yet, and can continue to rise!...Their most fundamental and most irreconcilable conflict is the division of territory after the conquest of the Land in the Clouds.
...It is said that the God King will give half of the fiefdom to the one-year-old children of the eldest princess. And these fiefdoms were originally promised to the Assar line... It is obvious that the God King is suppressing the Assar line, and will
Getting more and more severe!…”
"As for the conflict between the High Priests and the God King, it actually focuses on the 'Prophet'! What kind of power threat does a living Prophet pose to those ambitious priests and elders? What if the Prophet officially enters the High Priests?
How can they continue to talk?..."
"What's more, the two sides still have conflicts over the right to interpret scriptures and meanings, conflicts within the scope of the diocese, and conflicts that have not yet broken out, but we can push forward...the conflict between the old and new divination rituals!...The conflict between the theocratic authority of the High Priests and His Highness the Prophet is bound to happen.
It will get worse. And within the High Priests, there will always be some intolerable people, and sooner or later they will choose to take action!…"
"So, Xintel, can you see the time for us to really take action? As long as the three factors are met, as long as the three contradictions and conflicts break out, and the power of the God King is seriously dispersed... we will kill with one strike, with the coyote beast
It’s time to pierce the heart of the sun with your state of mind!!…”
