The moon and stars disappeared, and there was no light in the dark sky; the night wind was faint, and the cold wind carried the sound of murder. On the magnificent top floor of the Palace of Winds, lonely wind chimes sounded, and low lamentations floated. The curtains of the three gods
Flying in the wind, covering the murals of condors and hummingbirds, both were covered up at the same time, like the dust of history. In the clear light of the candle, there was an old and tall figure, standing silently in front of the window, frozen.
Like a wordless picture scroll.
Zinzini, the chief minister of Tarasco, was alone, with his hands behind his back, watching the fighting outside the palace.
But in more than half a year, his hair has turned completely white, and his face has grown old... Only his eyes are still as deep as the distant stars and as majestic as the heavy mountains. He looked at the sky full of fire in the capital,
It was like watching the last fireworks; he listened to the fierce fighting under the palace, but he felt at ease at the end of the song.
A moment later, two guards came running with heavy faces. Behind the guards, a dozen warriors with the Hummingbird Family Pattern followed in the distance, most of them walking silently with their heads lowered. After a few dozen steps, the guards shouted loudly.
"Chief, the warrior captain Puap requested an audience! He said he had urgent information to report!"
Zinzini turned around and looked calmly into the palace. There were not many guards guarding the majestic Palace of Winds. Most of the warriors were fighting to the death at the front door, while a few were guarding the retreat from the back door. There was only one person around him.
There are only a few people left. Of course, even if there are a thousand more warriors, tonight's outcome has already been determined.
A dozen militia warriors in hummingbird leather armor quickly entered the hall. Their armor was stained with blood, and their expressions were pale and heavy. Puap looked at him quietly, but he met the chief's eyes. His eyes were still as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through people's hearts.
.The gray earth warrior suddenly lowered his head with guilt, a trace of panic appeared on his face.
"Puap, why are you here?"
The chief's words were calm and deep.
"I...I have urgent information!"
Somehow, facing the calm chief, deep fear once again surged in the hearts of the gray warriors. Even though the opponent was unarmed and old.
"...Say it."
There was age and fatigue in the deep voice.
"...Chief, I...I'm sorry for you!..."
Puap raised his head, looked at the old chief, looked at the tired face, and suddenly shed tears of sincerity. His face was full of guilt... This was the man he had been loyal to for more than 20 years since childhood.
Master of the house.
"Chief... someone opened the secret door of the south city and led the Mexicans into the city... I... I lost the south city gate..."
"who is it?!"
The chief's words finally carried deep anger, like the roar of an old beast.
"me..."
Faced with the chief family head's questioning, Puap's knees softened and he fell to his knees with a "pop". He cried bitterly and explained from the heart. Every word is true, and every emotion is also true.
"The defenders' hearts were shattered... There was no light at night... There was chaos... Yupil... He... He died in front of my eyes... I'm sorry for him! I'm sorry for the chief!
...Woo..."
A low cry sounded, but Zinzini did not speak. He stared at Puap who was lying on the ground crying, and after a long while he let out a long sigh.
"Little Yupil...Oh, little Huitu, get up! At this time, there is no point in punishing you."
Zinzini sighed and rarely said a lot. In this fragile moment, he was like an ordinary old man.
"Xiao Huitu, I have no one I can trust anymore...I hesitated for a long time...You and the dozen of people came just in time, so I will leave the last thing to you!"
"chief?..."
Puap immediately stopped crying. He stood up and looked at Zinzini carefully, with a bit of fear on his face.
The shouts outside the window became more intense, and the whistling arrows hit the palace pavilions, making a muffled sound. Chief Hummingbird nodded and raised his voice.
"Guard! Bring Prince Sartini and the belongings you have prepared."
Three more guards came in from outside the palace. One of them was holding a crying child, no more than seven or eight years old. The other guards were carrying several sturdy bamboo baskets.
"Puap, I give you one last task: take advantage of the chaos to take Prince Sartini out of the city!"
Chief Zinzini waved, and Puap took two steps forward. Then, the chief personally handed the child's hand into the hands of the gray earth warrior.
"Xiao Huitu, the other princes of the late king, I have arranged for warriors to escort them away. Sartini is the youngest, and his birth is the most special. His mother is Tekos, and his grandfather is a man from the Colima Mountains.
The great chief. According to the laws of the kingdom, his inheritance rights were originally ranked last..."
Having said this, Zinzini sighed softly, and his expression became determined again.
"Puap, I hand Sartini into your hands. From now on, his life is your life! You must remember that although he is not the eldest son, he is the prince with the most hope of restoring the country! The capital is about to fall.
, without the army in the capital, it will be difficult for the generals in various places to obey the orders of the young lord, and I am afraid that they will surrender to the Mexica one after another...
Send him to Colima! He has the blood of both the Condor royal family and the noble chief of the Tekos people. The chief of Colima is ambitious and has been seeking a marriage with the royal family... He will regard Shatini as
As the most perfect heir, he can inherit the legacy of the kingdom after its demise to the greatest extent! This is the last hope!..."
"I have suppressed the Tekos people all my life. I didn't want them to peek into the kingdom, so I left Shatini until the end... Your appearance may be the will of the three gods... Take this piece of the chief minister's
Jade Talisman, go from the north gate! The arranged boat is at the lake in the north... Also, there are these bamboo baskets on your back, which contain gems, gold and silver, jade, feathers... and an inherited wooden board.
.at last..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The chief minister took a few steps, took out an emerald the size of a fist from the secret compartment, and placed it on the feather bamboo basket. Under the bright candlelight,
The huge emerald is transparent and pure, reflecting a breathtaking light, like a gorgeous dream.
Puap's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils were filled with the sparkle of gems. The eyes of the militiamen were also attracted by this huge gem. Such a sacred gem is absolutely rare in the world and priceless!
"This is a gift to the great chief. It comes from the distant southern rainforest and is a treasure inherited by the royal family."
The chief's words were calm and stern.
"Remember! You can use any other property, but the gems and princes must be given to the chief!"
Puap lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the deep and vicissitudes of the chief's eyes. He responded in a low voice.
"yes..."
"Puap, time is urgent, take the prince away quickly!"
"Ah, what about you, Chief?..."
"Walk!"
The chief minister waved his hand and turned around tiredly. He stared at the murals of condors and hummingbirds, watching the condors flying and falling, and watching the hummingbirds circling and whining, with a will to die in his eyes. Under the mural, there was a
There are only unlit torches and a row of inherited wooden boards.
Chihuaco glanced at Puap, who was in turmoil, and shook his head slightly. He and his brothers winked, then slowly dispersed, approached the sad and weeping guards, and then suddenly thrust out the bronze spear in his hand!
"Uh! Ah! Ah!..."
Several death wails echoed in the vast hall, piercing everyone's hearts in an instant. The sharp copper spear was swung, mercilessly hitting the vital points! In just a few breaths, the five guards fell to the ground dead. The bright red
Blood flows in the royal palace for the first time!
Zinzini turned around suddenly, with huge shock in his eyes. He looked at the always loyal Gray Earth Warrior in disbelief.
"Puapu! What are you doing?!"
"Ah... Chief... I..."
Puap was speechless, his face was full of shame, and he didn't know what to say. Even though he had been prepared, at this moment, he was still unable to control his mind.
"I...Mexican...I..."
"Pu...ah...Pu!"
Zinzini's voice was as cold as the bottom of a lake. He let out a miserable laugh, and his eyes seemed to be burning with the darkest flames.
"Ha! I actually misjudged you?! The loyalty and honor of the Huitu family for generations will be destroyed in your hands today!"
"Chief...I'm sorry for you...as long as you surrender!...I guarantee that the Mexicans will accept you and protect your family!"
Puap lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at the chief again.
Zinzini stared coldly at the warrior in front of him, like an eagle looking down at a turkey. Then, he looked at Prince Sartini not far away. Although the young prince was full of fear, he stopped crying and tightened his grip.
The dagger at the waist.
The chief minister's eyes showed some relief and expectation, and then turned into sadness and despair. Suddenly, a strong pain hit him from his waist, and all his strength was taken away in an instant!
"ah!..."
The old chief gritted his teeth and let out a suppressed cry of pain. Sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Old man Qi...you...what are you doing!"
"do what?"
Chihuaco smiled coldly and stirred the spear in his hand. Severe pain hit him. Zinzini could no longer stand firm and fell sideways. The bright red liquid flowed quickly along the wound on his waist.
The water flowed out and dyed his white hair red.
"What?! Sir, how can you be so soft-hearted at this time?! How can the chief lord surrender? If the Mexicans accept the lord and let him continue to be high, then there is still a way for us people to survive.
?...Master, Master, you are really like a stupid squirrel, but when you see an acorn, you throw away the corn in your hand; when you meet a tabby cat, you are so scared that you can't climb the tree...This way
If you go down, how can our brothers rest assured and put their lives in your hands?"
After hearing the words of the old militiaman and savoring the hidden threat, Puap turned his back tremblingly and finally said in a low voice.
"Hurry up, no pain!"
Zinzini fell to the ground and looked forward helplessly. The wooden boards of inheritance were dyed red by the blood of everyone, and the curtains of the gods no longer fluttered. Looking up from the ground, the flying condors and hummingbirds on the ancient murals were all there.
It's like falling into the abyss.
"Haha, chief, the big chief! The chief who ruined the village, the chief who ruined my family, you white-headed old hummingbird, finally fell into my hands!"
The old militiaman pulled out his spear and pierced Zinzini's thin chest and abdomen with another shot. Listening to the chief's painful groan, Chihuaco burst out laughing, his laughter full of the joy of revenge!
"Haha, this shot is for my mother-in-law! She has been with me for decades, and she didn't even have a body when she died!... Come, this shot is for my son. He left his parents,
I have suffered so much, but I can only treat him as dead!...Haha, Chief, Chief, does your heart hurt now?!"
Chihuaco laughed crazily, even to tears. The laughter echoed in the palace, as if coming from the deepest underground. He let go of the spear stuck in his ribs, leaned in front of the chief, and pulled out
A dagger at the waist.
"Haha, this dagger is for my daughter! She was just a little bit old, and she was already recruited into the logistics camp!... We are recruiting our soldiers, and the Mexicans didn't recruit our soldiers!...
Sir, if you wave your hand, we will go thousands of miles away and die like weeds!... If you wave your hand again, our village will be gone. When we go back, only an old man who deserves to die will be left!...
Chief, your ass is sitting in a palace that looks like a kingdom of gods, and your eyes are looking at the high sky. Where can you see us under your feet?...Haha, I don’t believe in the three gods, they are all dead!
I only believe in brothers!...Haha, now, do you feel our coldness on your neck?"
The old militiaman looked crazy. He smiled with tears streaming down his face. He pulled out the blood-stained dagger and placed it across Zinzini's neck. The sharp obsidian dagger pierced the skin, bringing stinging pain and chill...Chief
The minister closed his eyes and put away his deep gaze forever.
"Ah, yeah! Haha!"
Chihuaco used all his strength to press down the dagger in his hand and dyed his hand red. Then, in the shocked eyes of the militiamen, he stood up with a wild laugh, groped randomly in his arms, and finally took out the dagger tremblingly.
A bean was thrown hard on the chief's body.
"Haha, haha! This biggest bean...is your debt...you have also paid your debt!"
"Lao Qi...you...you...are you crazy?!...How did you cut off the chief's head!..."
Puap's eyes widened, and he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart as he looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar teammate. Chihuaco that night was dark and bright red as he had never seen before.
"Haha, Lao Pu, how could such a great achievement be missed in vain? We can't take the body away... Wrap the head so it can be taken away."
Their eyes met, but the old militiaman's eyes were half cloudy, half clear, and filled with a joyful smile he had never seen before. He pulled up a piece of god's cloth and wrapped Zinzini's head twice. Then,
He held the wrapped head in one hand and the huge emerald in the other, and admired it sincerely.
"Tsk tsk, it's so round and bright! Just like the roundest moon...I, Lao Qi, have never seen such a beautiful thing in my life!..."
Wezti looked at the old uncle and shuddered in his heart. While the old uncle was talking about beauty, his eyes were always looking at the head. The old uncle just smiled and put the bloody package and the beautiful gem together.
Bury it in the feathers, and then carry the lightweight bamboo basket with feathers.
"Stupid fools, what are you doing standing still?! Hurry up and carry these belongings in bamboo baskets behind your back. Master, hurry up and knock out the prince next to you. Let's go quickly, the black wolf warriors from Mexico are coming up
La!"
The fighting outside the window gradually became silent, but the shouts of killing from the towers became more and more imminent. Time was urgent, and the militiamen obeyed the order and carried the bamboo baskets on their backs and gripped their weapons. The heavy gems, gold and silver were carried on their backs, but it made people full of joy.
Puap turned his head and saw Prince Sartini raising his dagger. He stepped forward, grabbed the prince's weapon, and punched the prince's chin twice, knocking the prince unconscious. Then, the Gray Earth Warrior himself
Carrying a prince is like carrying the greatest treasure.
"Tell me, where is the chief of Tarasco?! Where are the princes of the royal family?!"
In the passage below, Toltec's roar was clearly visible. He grabbed a guard and shouted sharply, but the other guard remained silent.
Hearing the familiar shouts, the old militiaman Chihuaco waved his hand, and everyone ran to the back of the palace as ordered. There was an emergency passage there, which was also the road they were allowed to pass when they entered the palace.
The night was deep, the palace was long, and the shouts and roars gradually moved away. The old militiamen strode forward and quickly walked to the outside of the palace, Puap followed closely behind, and the militia warriors followed behind. The gray warriors looked complicated.
I was in a daze all the way until I reached the entrance of the palace, and then I asked in a low voice.
"Lao Qi, where should we go now? Go to the north gate to find the boat on the lake? Or go to the south gate to find Captain Mexica?"
"No... let's go to the east gate."
Chihuaco raised his head with a smile, looking at the capital city that was plunged into fighting and chaos, his chest filled with the dripping wetness of revenge. He breathed in the slightly fishy night wind, and even his rickety back straightened up, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
Burden. In his eyes, the madness and turbidity disappeared, leaving only the brightness of hope and the depth after experiencing the world. It was like a new life.
