Chapter 1,508 Red and White, an irresistible offer
The early morning sunshine passed through the peaks of the Sierra Madre del Sur and shone on the altar in front of the Valley Road camp. The war priests of the Alliance were busy lighting the sacred brazier and placing many formal funeral ritual vessels.
The gold disk is the first thing needed. The soft and easy-to-carve surface is engraved with the emblem of the hummingbird god and the symbols of the four eras. The myth of the glue man will be added later. Of course, in order to avoid being too heavy,
The gold disk will not be too big. The two hundred kilogram gold disk is nothing more than a flat rubber ball with a diameter of one foot. As for the meaning of the gold color, it naturally refers to light.
A silver bowl is definitely needed. The shining color has always been a favorite ritual vessel, just like the clouds and sky revered by various ministries. Generally speaking, four bowls are placed on the southeast, northwest and northwest of the disk.
Silver bowls, and there are currently eight of them. In these silver bowls, various herbs and
Seeds symbolize healing and salvation. In fact, this was the former priesthood of Quetzalcoatl, and it was also a ritual vessel used to worship Quetzalcoatl. But today, traces of Quetzalcoatl have been dissolved into the main god and have become an alliance.
In the process of "monotheism", it is the first god to completely fade away from people's hearts.
Obsidian round mirrors are also needed. The deep and translucent round mirrors are like divine eyes, staring at the deep blue sky. The reflection brought by the round mirrors is often regarded as a window to the mysterious world, allowing the soul to communicate with heaven and earth.
Communication. Well, just put two. After all, as the incarnation of the main god, the hummingbird has only one pair of eyes. If you want to worship other gods and saints, you can put some pairs of small stone mirrors.
Finally, turquoise is also needed. As a symbol of wisdom and soul, graves and funerals are indeed the places where it should appear. And now, Shulot picked up the crystal clear, amazing size, and full-shaped "
"Turquoise", I looked at it carefully for a while, and my original solemn expression was rare for a moment.
"Tapirka, where did these sacrificial turquoises come from?"
"Ah? Elder priests, these sacrificial turquoises were found from the Zapotec people. They are items of their military priests. They are said to be the best Mayan turquoises. I think the color and shape are very good.
Well, let’s use it as a sacrificial vessel... Well, do you want to get a new batch of gems?..."
"Captured by the Zapotecs? Mayan turquoise?...Well, it is indeed a very good gemstone. There is no need to change it."
Shulot was silent for a while and placed the "Mayan Turquoise" back on the periphery of the surrounding disk. These calm stones formed a ring and were dotted with red and white flowers, adding to the gold, silver and obsidian ritual vessels.
Glorious. Shulot examined the breath for a few seconds, smiled, and gave instructions to the war priests.
"God bless you! Everything has been arranged. Inform all the priests and the warriors in the camp to let the funeral ceremony begin!"
"Yes! Priests and elders!..."
"Shua!..."
Soon, the blue sacred fire soared, and the flames of the Stone of the Dead floated out the breath of the kingdom of death. Twenty war priests danced sacrificially, shaking the "dinging" copper bells, and emitting strange sounds.
Shouting. In the center surrounded by all the priests, the priest elder Shulot, dressed in complicated attire, reached out and put on the wooden and cloth god mask.
At this moment, he seemed to be wearing a mask and the face of a god, making it difficult to hear and invisible. The sound of his singing was also blurry for an instant, rising and distant, and it was not clear to anyone.
A faint divine smoke floats into the misty sky!
"Praise the Lord Huitziloppo! The battlefield is like this. It is the place where we dedicate our sacred blood to God! This is the most reverent moment. Nothing in the world is as sacred as death in battle!..."
"I pray for the coming of the Lord God! He opens his red blood eyes, watching the warriors in the divine battle, and also watching the death in the divine battle. He listens to our prayers, and guides the souls that rise in the divine battle.
, Go to the red country..."
"Vitality penetrates into the earth, bringing next year's harvest. The soul ascends to the kingdom of God and enjoys eternal tranquility. This is the power of the Lord God, the only supreme holiness! And the light envelopes us, from birth to death, and after death.
Resurrection..."
"Look! In the red country, there is a red sky, a red dawn and noon, and there are also red pheasants and swifts... I saw the smiles of souls in the sky, and then looked at their bodies melting into the earth, and I was so happy
Let me tell you!…”
"God bless you! The butterfly of the soul has flown away~~"
The ethereal singing echoes in the mountains, and then disperses into the prepared tomb, just like the last words of the deceased. A grand funeral is always quiet, it is the rest of the dead, and it is also a comfort to the living.
Two thousand alliance warriors stood under the altar, listening to the reassuring chants. It was not until Shulot announced that the soul was completely gone that the warriors suddenly made a noise and shouted the last words to the deceased.
"...You useless guy, you followed a useless mountain chief, and you were killed by Zapotec's defeated troops!..."
"...His Majesty the God King will reward you for your merits! If you join the Broken Hair Guards and die in the battle between gods, you will definitely receive a huge reward!"
"...You can go with peace of mind! Master Turquoise said! He will give out all the rewards, and he will not want anything..."
"...Brother, you died in the battle. I will raise your son!..."
"...fellow fellow, bring my blessings to my father in the Kingdom of God!..."
Xiulote lowered his head slightly, looking at the crowd shouting and praying, and also at the burial pits on the ground, and the five hundred corpses of Alliance warriors buried in the burial pits. In order to complete the encirclement of the Zapotec Legion, two ambushed soldiers
Almost half of the Alliance warriors died in the battle! This funeral is held for them!
It is precisely because of these elite casualties, in order to save scarce food, and to comply with certain instructions before the war, that the royal regiment commanded by Quacohu did not leave a single prisoner. As for these five thousand Zapotec warriors
body…
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Praise the Lord God! He has left! Now, bury the heroic dead. Their corpses will return to the earth, bringing back the original vitality..."
In Shulot's last chant, shovelfuls of soil were thrown into the pit, burying the face of the deceased and announcing the end of the funeral. The war priests continued to dance and recite mysterious spells.
Text. The alliance warriors spontaneously danced war dances in front of the burning holy fire, in front of the graves of their comrades, and in front of the piles of enemy corpses.
"Ayi! Ayi!..."
"Thing thump thump! thump thump thump!..."
As for the officiating priest, Shulote walked steadily, step by step, slowly down the altar and came to the priest's tent at the back. The two priest apprentices helped him take off the heavy obsidian feather crown and the tight god mask.
Then he took off the sacrificial robe and unfolded it at the back.
Feather cloak. At this moment, he had lost at least forty pounds. From the mysterious and solemn "god incarnation", he returned to the world of free breathing. And when he just wiped the sweat from his face and rubbed his painful forehead,
The guest he was waiting for appeared.
"Your Highness the Prophet! Thank you for hosting the funeral! The warriors are very happy. I hope you can stay for two more days and thank you in person!..."
"The Lord God bless me! I am very happy to be able to lead these brave warriors to the red kingdom of God! Well... even those city-state warriors who were dispersed by the defeated troops and unfortunately died in battle are still brave men recognized by the Lord God!
…”
Xiulote smiled gently and looked at the commander of the three thousand alliance warriors in the camp and the royal army commander Quakehu who personally escorted him. Then he pointed to the recess of the mountain where the five thousand Zapotec warriors
corpse, he said calmly.
"Commander of the Cuaco Tigers, when are you going to bury these Zapotec warriors?"
"Oh! Your Highness the Prophet, these corpses are kept for the sacrifice of this funeral. After all, we have no prisoners to sacrifice alive, for fear that the Lord God will be unhappy... The funeral is now completed, and when the warriors calm down, they will dig up another one.
Big pit, bury all these Zapotecs in it..."
"Well... a heroic battle is the best gift to the Lord God! The Lord God is happy, and victory is His blessing. And when He opens the door to the Kingdom of God, he not only takes in the souls of the Alliance warriors, but also takes them away.
Some of the bravest Zapotecs…”
Shulot spoke slowly, looked into Quakehu's eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Commander of the Cuaco Tiger Army! I need your warriors to help me select the Zapotec nobles and warriors among these five thousand corpses. Well... it's very simple. First, look at their clothes, and secondly, look at their teeth.
, look at their tattoos three times...and then notify the Zapotec garrison thirty miles east, guarding the camp at Oaxaca Pass..."
"Select the corpses of Zapotec nobles and notify the Zapotec people?"
Hearing such a request, Kua Kehu was startled and asked doubtfully.
"Your Highness the Prophet! Do you want the Zapotecs to send envoys to redeem the bodies of the nobles? Make them pay a large ransom?..."
"No! I don't need their ransom, and I won't return the body to the Zapotecs."
Shulot shook his head with a smile, and his eyes became dark. He looked like a twenty-year-old priest and elder, sighing with deep meaning.
"The glory of the Lord God will treat all the people equally! Commander of the Cuaco Tiger Army, please help me bring the bodies of these nobles and warriors to the Zapotec mountain pass camp, and then invite their envoys to come out
camp…"
"Then, I will hold another sacred funeral in front of the Zapotec defenders and in front of the Zapotec envoys! Yes, the nobles and warriors who died for the Zapotec people
, hold a funeral for the Lord God!…”
"The red and white on the battlefield are the two colors of divinity. Alliance warriors and Zapotec warriors also need two different funerals. I believe that for this funeral and the fate of so many nobles who died in the war, Zapotec warriors also need two different funerals.
The Potec people cannot refuse, just like they cannot refuse the Lord God. And I did this to spread the seeds of the Lord God's faith to all Zapotec tribes through a funeral. I believe that the God King will know later,
It will also be approved. This will help us conquer the Zapotecs..."
"The Lord God bless you! Commander of the Kwako Tiger Army, please do this for me for the sake of the Lord God and the God King! As for my safety, I entrust everything to you!..."
“…!”
At this moment, faced with the sudden suggestion from the divine prophet, Kua Kehu was speechless and didn’t know what to do. The God King had never given him such an instruction. But holding a new funeral was indeed within the authority of the priests and elders.
Inside, a funeral had just been held, which made the warriors very grateful. Moreover, the words of His Highness the Prophet indeed made sense!…
The brave commander of the Kwako Tigers looked serious and thought hard for a long time. After a while, he listened to his heart and nodded respectfully.
"Okay! I will do as you say! Your merciful prophet!..."