Shulot stood quietly, his thoughts flowing with the wind to the vast world in the dark night.
Bertard moved forward silently and added some high-quality charcoal to the bonfire. This was a recently delivered product from the charcoal farm and was produced by a new-style charcoal kiln. Soon, the charcoal burned violently without any obvious smoke or puffing.
spark.
The warm hot wind hit Shulot, caressing his strong and growing lines, his delicate and handsome face, and his bright and clear eyes. The young man's eyes flashed, and he looked at the remaining ash of charcoal like the first snow, rustling naturally.
Falling, like a burning life, leaves indelible traces in the times.
After watching for a moment, Shulot smiled happily and spoke slowly.
"Bertard, my father is indeed suitable to be the marshal of the army for this expedition. However, you need to help me command the new army and personal guards. The new army includes the pike corps that is being trained, and the longbow militia who will accept their allegiance tomorrow.
The Longbow Guard also has a thousand people, which can be called the Longbow Battalion, and most of them are followers. This is a force directly under me, coming from civilians and civilian warriors. Your prestige is enough to lead them, and I am only willing to hand it over to you!"
Bertard thought for a moment and knelt down respectfully to salute. His Highness's followers have been divided into three groups: some have joined the new army as the backbone officers in charge of the legion. Some have acted as personal guards, accompanying His Highness. Most of them have been trained as commanders.
Bow, become a longbow warrior, and the longbow camp is the personal guard camp of His Highness.
"I am willing to die for you! Under the witness of the soul of the ancestor, may the reborn sun rise into the sky and rule the world of the Mexica people!"
Bertard swore in a low voice, the calmness on his face no longer revealed, revealing deep fanaticism. He has been following Hulot for two years, and His Highness has become the sustenance of his spirit and ideals. No matter whether the boy is Montezuma I's son or not,
Even after reincarnation, he will continue to protect it and wait for the hopeful tomorrow.
Shulot laughed loudly. He strode forward, grabbed Bertard's hair, and then vigorously lifted up the loyal warrior captain. Then, the two sat cross-legged opposite each other, discussing personnel appointments.
"Bertard, you need to temporarily command the army. Who among the Guards is suitable to assist you?"
Thinking of the last expedition, Shulot asked seriously.
The warrior commander's thoughts were spinning, and many faces flashed through his mind, and finally he settled on a simple and simple smiling face.
"Your Highness, Tels has a simple mind and has withstood the test of loyalty. He has known you for a long time and has been trained among the followers for several months. He can serve as the adjutant of the personal guard. When I command the army, he can be in charge.
His Highness’s safety.”
Shulot's eyes flashed. He remembered the simple and joyful face of that simple Holy City warrior when he first captured the prisoners. The unforgettable memories of the past came back again, and with the once simple and kind self, complex and inexplicable emotions began to appear.
Flowing in my chest.
The young man nodded slowly and hid the past in his heart again.
"Very good! Let Tels meet with me in two days to see what changes he has made."
Bertard bowed his head and accepted the order. Then, he thought for a moment and asked aloud.
"Your Highness, the Lance Corps is a complete Hikipili, with eight thousand people. You promised Ezpan the position of deputy commander of the Corps. After all, he is a subordinate general... Who do you prefer as commander of the Corps?"
Hearing this, Shulot thought carefully.
"The Lance Corps is a civilian army, and it has a lot of new tactics. There are only two people who have the experience to command the army, the ability to do well in this position, and the prestige to suppress officers at all levels, the monkey Kuruka or the poet Bala
Mo.”
Bertard nodded gently. He listened to His Highness's words and judged the status of each general in His Highness's heart.
"Both of them are civilians, and both can win the support of warriors and militiamen. As for who to choose..."
Shulot pondered for a moment. He recalled the degree of loyalty between the two. The poet had written poems to praise himself, but he had never proved his true feelings. The monkey, on the other hand, often followed Busy, took risks to purchase copper mines, and even caught a small golden eagle for him.
..
Thinking of this, Shulot made a decision.
"Send an envoy to recall Kuruka. He has done a great job in transporting the copper mine back and will officially serve as the commander of the Lance Corps! Let Ezpan cooperate with Monkey to train the Corps until September, and then join the North Route Corps."
Bertard took out a pen and paper and wrote down His Highness's appointment. Then, he quickly drew a letter of appointment with text and pictures and presented it to His Highness. Hulott took out a jade seal with his name engraved on it, stamped it on the appointment letter, and attached it
The jade talisman representing His Highness. The warrior chief took out the cotton bag, packed the appointment letter and the jade talisman, and handed it over to the messenger tomorrow.
In this era of early grammar, all regulations were so simple and direct. The army, which represented strength, was more identified with the generals and personal authority than with the appointments and letters of the central leadership.
"Your Highness, what should General Barda do?"
Bertard asked again.
Shulot had already made up his mind. He smiled slightly.
"I will take Barda away. For this expedition, Avit promised to give me thousands of warriors directly under the royal family. These troops come from the capital. After the expedition is over, they will be returned to the alliance and disbanded. Just like last time, the warriors from the capital will be handed over to
Commander Barda, he also has enough ability and prestige to suppress the military nobles.
In fact, I once asked him about it, but he looked down on the combat effectiveness of the civilian legion and was more willing to command thousands of warriors. With such a mentality, it is difficult to lead the spear legion well... So, let's just do it!
"
Hearing His Highness's comments, Bertard shook his head secretly. General Barda presided over the training of the new army and actually took the lead. This time he missed the post of army commander, and the future may be much more bumpy.
"Your Highness, how many troops will the Northern Route Army have this time? Where will the logistics start?"
Bertard looked at the young man, March was coming to an end, and in a blink of an eye it was April. Spring plowing was not far away, and it was almost time for the advance army to go on an expedition.
Shulot thought for a moment. He and his grandfather discussed it several times and made arrangements for the follow-up plan.
"This time the strength of the Northern Route Army is divided into four parts. The first is the new army and the personal guards. There are about more than 10,000 people. I will leave it to you and the monkey commander. The second is the support of the family, at least 4,000 Teotihuacan warriors.
, the commander should be Teacher Orosh. There are also more than two thousand temple guards, which are expected to be handed over to the experienced old warrior Etalik, and his current position will be taken over by Elvi. At the same time, there will also be a group of priests accompanying the army.
group.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Next are the warriors in the capital. Avitt will give me a legion, estimated to be around 8,000 people. Last time, the great nobles were imprisoned and could not participate in the army.
Discussed. This time there will definitely be big nobles from the capital going to war, and Barda will command one branch respectively to restrict the military power.
Finally, there are the northern city-states. According to the recent reply, General Ocelor is willing to lend the Otomi Army, while deliberately keeping a distance from the family. This time he leads the advance army to set off. The first task is to meet with the northern general and recruit
A group of Chichimec dog descendants. Since Páramo had stayed in the north for a long time, he was asked to command the Otomi warriors and dog descendants.
The remaining northern city-states can also produce thousands of warriors and militiamen, but the specific number has not yet been determined. As for logistics, most of it comes from the capital city in the lake, and the holy city will also provide part of it. The western city-states are only supplementary and cannot be relied upon."
Bertard silently calculated that the total number of warriors and regular regiments was more than 30,000, and the auxiliary militia and navy would also be in this number. Even the northern route division would have at least 60,000 troops. Thinking of this, the vicissitudes of the samurai commander
A sigh of relief, what an extremely powerful alliance!
Shulot also calculated the approximate military strength. His face was calm, and his eyes were burning with desire. He hoped to have more troops in his hands and occupy more terrain and military strength. The battle on the battlefield is to win with more troops.
, use the strong to defeat the weak, and those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Avitt also taught him that those who really know how to fight use a pack of wolves to bite a lone deer, and when the enemy can be defeated, they will win the victory they deserve.
!
"I need more warriors. This depends on the support of city-states everywhere, as well as commitments and prices."
Shulot thought to himself. He looked at the charcoal that was gradually burning out in the bonfire and shook his head slightly. There were still many charcoal heads left in the brazier, just like the city-states in the alliance that couldn't get rid of them.
The night was deep, the moonlight was falling from the sky, and the two of them stopped talking. The young man was a little tired, so he waved to the warrior captain and fell asleep under the moonlight.
The loyal warrior captain walked out of the tent, gave a few instructions to the surrounding guards, and then returned to His Highness. The vicissitudes of the warrior looked at the young man for a moment, then sat back by the bonfire, slightly closing his eyes, waiting in the darkness of the night.
dawn.
There was no words for the whole night. The next morning, Shulot woke up in the morning sun. Bertard had prepared cold water, and the young man continued to train his will, and then completed the training of martial arts as usual. He was already full in the military camp.
In January, the daily schedule was very regular. Except for the occasional return to the capital, the rest of the time was spent training others and training myself. Even Alyssa didn't have time to visit.
After breakfast, Shulot summoned Barda and Ezpan. Barda was the first to enter the tent. The two briefly communicated for a while, and the fierce eagle warrior nodded in agreement with a smile, bowed respectfully and left. Ezpan was a little curious.
Looking at the training officer with a happy face, he wondered what new position he had. Later, Ezpan was also called in.
For the surrendered general who had high hopes, Shulot first comforted him with kind words and informed him that the subsequent commander of the army would be Kuruka. Then, His Highness solemnly issued an order and put forward strict assessment standards for the spear army. A lot of carrots and carrots were added.
After the blow was over, Ezpin left tremblingly and with sweat on his forehead.
After dealing with the follow-up in the camp, Shulot looked up again and saw that the sun was almost noon. He had a brief lunch and then waved vigorously.
"Go to Longbow Camp and meet hunters from all over the world."
Under the protection of two hundred guards, Shulot left the camp of the Lancers and headed west.
The Longbow Camp was set up in the western mountains away from the crowds, not far from the Holy Mountain of Estela near the capital city in the lake. The Holy Mountain of Estela is one of the most sacred places in mythology and religion, dozens of miles west of the capital.
, and the underground holy lake were set as forbidden areas for the alliance at the same time.
The Holy Mountain of Estela also symbolizes the Snake Mountain of the Lord God. There is a sun temple on its top, lit with a blazing sacred fire. At the end of every 52 years of reincarnation, the most noble priest leaders will hold a fire ceremony here.
Ritual, re-propelling the world to the next reincarnation. After the religious reform, this place was also set as the original temple of the main god. It is an important religious sanctuary and regularly receives worship from priests and believers.
For the royal family and nobles of the Alliance, the Holy Mountain is a resort and leisure center with a pleasant environment, and a place full of blessings from the gods. It is located in a volcanic mountain range with sufficient geothermal heat, and the climate is warm all year round. It is located on the fertile volcanic ash near the Holy Mountain.
, planted with various beautiful tropical flowers, and cocoa trees can be seen everywhere. At the foot of the sacred mountain, there are also several warm and comfortable geothermal hot springs.
It's a slightly cold winter day, and you can often see large groups of gorgeously dressed pedestrians on the road. The nobles, carrying their families and servants, and escorted by private soldiers, go to the Holy Mountain Temple to pray. They seek spiritual solace there, and
Enjoy the beautiful spring forests.
Shulot stood in the forest and looked in the direction of the Holy Mountain. He had been busy for several months and had never been to the Holy Mountain for vacation, and he didn't know when he would have free time next time. Maybe he could bring the lovely Alyssa with him.
, let’s enjoy the natural hot springs together.
Shulot looked forward to it for a moment, then put on his cloak again. He led the guards in a low-key manner, left the main road with more people, turned southwest, and headed towards the Longbow Camp deep in the mountain forest.
When the sun set slightly in the west, Shulot finally entered the Longbow Camp. This is a large wooden village with a long history. It was built in the early days of the rise of the Mexica people and once stationed heavy troops. When the Tepanek people in the west
After it was finally completely conquered, the place gradually became deserted.
At this time, with the arrival of warriors and militiamen, the village became noisy again. Hundreds of longbow warriors were stationed on the wall of the village, with tight security and vigilance. The guards carefully checked Xiulote's identity jade talisman, and then
Seeing the familiar and friendly face of His Highness, I shouted with joy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a while, hundreds of warriors came out of the camp one after another. Most of these warriors who were followers knelt on the ground and paid homage to His Highness, offering their most complete loyalty.
Shulot smiled from the bottom of his heart. He took off his marching cloak and handed it to the warrior commander. Then he strode forward and picked up these loyal followers one by one. The boy called out the names of familiar people from time to time.
Smilingly asking about the progress of their writing homework, the warriors suddenly looked sad and speechless.
Seeing this, Shulot laughed loudly, patted the shoulders of the warriors in the front row, and told them to study hard. Then, he strode into the wooden village. In the wooden village was a compact camp and a wide school ground.
Most of the school grounds have been converted into shooting ranges, with wooden targets set at varying distances, and many of the wooden targets are newly set with wooden arrows that have just been shot.
The young man observed the distribution of arrows on the wooden target, smiled and nodded slightly. Then, he looked towards the center of the school field, where thousands of hunters were already densely packed and kneeling. These hunters were simply dressed, and many only had one robe. And on both sides
On the sides and back, there were many bare-chested tribesmen with only a long cloth wrapped around their waists.
As His Highness arrived, the longbow warriors shouted at the command, and the originally noisy camp quickly became quiet. At this moment, thousands of people knelt and bowed their heads in order, and the solemn needle drop could be heard. Shulot looked again
He looked towards the flagpole on the top of the village wall, where more than a dozen heads were hanging, and he understood clearly.
Hulot smiled and looked at Bertard.
"Who is in charge of this camp?"
Bertard thought for a moment and answered with a smile.
"Not long after the settlement here, Toltec temporarily served as the camp manager. He was a warrior from a commoner background and one of the earliest followers. He later joined the Longbow Guard and had excellent archery skills."
Hearing this, Shulot recalled a young man who was studying writing with a sad face, and laughed again.
