Outside Shuigu City, there was solemnity and silence in the coach's tent. The breeze blew by, seeming to bring a few distant shouts of farmers, with a faint smell of burning wasteland. This is the smell of spring plowing, and even more so of autumn harvest.
hope.
Shulot sat cross-legged on the carpet and looked at the sweaty bodyguard Miwa a few steps away in front of him. He smiled and asked in a deep voice.
"Miwa, you just said that Black Wolf had something to bring to me?"
"Yes! Death Chief."
The red-haired bodyguard Miwa stood in the center of the tent. He looked at the Death Chief above him and nodded solemnly.
"I kept running all the way to your tent because I wanted to bring a message to Chief Black Wolf!"
Hearing this, Shulot was very interested and asked with a smile.
"Oh? What are you talking about?"
Miwa raised his head and looked at the western sky. He imitated the posture of the black wolf, clenched a fist on his chest with one hand, and lowered his hand to the side of his leg, and suddenly laughed loudly.
"...Haha! I, the black wolf Toltec, captured the mountain city in just one day!"
"...cough, cough!"
Seeing this vivid scene, Shulot was suddenly startled and coughed twice before he almost stopped laughing. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head, and asked again.
"How many casualties did the army have after conquering the mountain city? How many were killed and wounded, and how many were captured?"
"Well..."
Miwa was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. As soon as the army captured the mountain city, he jumped off the city and ran for two days and 140 miles before arriving at the camp outside Shuigu City. He left
At that time, the battle was not over yet. As for the specific number of casualties and how many prisoners were captured, who knows?
"Uh!... Chief Death, our casualties are not big. Probably more than a thousand surrendered troops and 200 legion soldiers?"
Miwa thought for a while and gave an estimated figure based on the tribe's war experience.
"...I shot a leader to death, and the defenders at the top of the city were in chaos. Then the black wolf leader led us and captured the city. Later, he asked me to come back to deliver a message...I'm leaving
By that time, the enemy tribe had completely collapsed, and the casualties of the warriors would not increase much... As for the number of captured people, they would be in the tens of thousands, many, many more!"
"okay!"
Xiuluo nodded, his expression unchanged. In at least three or four days, more accurate information would naturally come from the Black Wolf. He pondered for a while, looked at the red-haired warrior in front of him, and asked carefully.
"Miwa, do you think the Tlaxcalans are easy to fight?"
"Great Chief, if you were in the wild, it would be easy to fight!"
Miwa scratched his head and replied naively.
"We have armor, bows, bronze beasts, and wooden beasts. When we encounter them in the wild, if the warriors fire a few rounds of arrows and then charge, the enemy militia will probably collapse. Their morale is very low and they cannot stand the fight in the wild.
Yes... But attacking such a high stone city will cause heavy casualties. On the city wall, there are tribal armor-clad warriors leading the way, and there are leaders and priests to encourage them, and the militiamen can hold on for a long time.
.They were very numerous, and they also shot arrows and threw stones, causing casualties to the warriors..."
"...When we attacked Shuigu City before, many warriors from the tribe died. The warriors from both sides were entangled together, just like burning firewood, and they burned away!..."
"Well, you are right."
Shulot nodded calmly. The two armies fought and finally attacked the city. The casualties in the siege were too tragic. He thought for a moment, looked at Miwa's honest face, and asked in a deep voice.
"With so many soldiers casualties, are there any voices of dissatisfaction among the legions? How is the morale of the soldiers?"
"Uh... dissatisfaction? Morale?"
Miwa raised his head, looked at the Death Chief carefully, and hesitated.
"Um...what...I don't have any dissatisfaction...just some hatred. As long as the legion captures Stone City, kills the leaders, robs a lot of property, and...is happy again, the soldiers will be happy again
I can charge and kill!"
"Um..."
Shulot nodded slowly and said nothing. He had a rough idea in his mind that the morale of the legion could still be maintained.
In this era, after attacking a fortified city and paying huge casualties, the soldiers must vent their anger. The more fierce the enemy's resistance, the more severe the retaliation that will follow. As for religious belief, it is only for the soldiers to bear it.
Higher casualties without letting them show mercy.
"Okay, Miwa, go down! Eat some meat and drink some wine. After today, you can give me an order to Black Wolf and ask him to transport all the prisoners over as soon as possible and evacuate the mountaintop city!
"
"Okay! It's up to you, Chief!"
Miwa nodded solemnly and left the tent happily.
Shulot glanced at the back of the red-haired warrior and smiled to himself.
"Well, with a simple mind, accustomed to fighting, and familiar with archery... the canine descendants of the wasteland are really a good source of soldiers! We need to send more people and recruit some tribes from the wasteland to supplement the legion's battle losses!"
The young king stood up and looked at the direction of the mountaintop city in the east. Then, he turned to the north and looked at the mountains and valleys at the end of the sky, thinking in his heart.
Four days later, the second batch of messengers came from the mountain city. Black Wolf plundered for two days, and then gathered the legion. In this battle, just as Miwa said, the legion suffered casualties of 1,500 surrendered troops and 300 regular soldiers.
The soldiers killed more than 3,000 warriors and militiamen guarding the city, and captured more than 4,000 men.
Ten days later, the second batch of messengers came to announce the good news and brought back the first batch of captives. After a day of repair, Black Wolf dispersed the legion and divided it into two hundred squads familiar to the canine descendants.
Dozens of squads looted and captured Tlaxcala prisoners within hundreds of miles! In just five or six days, more than 15,000 young men and women were captured. All the prisoners together exceeded 20,000
People are returning in a steady stream!
Xiulote is based in Shuigu City, receiving prisoners of war from each legion while transporting them to the southern waterway. The three city-state legions were dispersed and captured prisoners throughout the two southern states. Now they have captured more than 10,000 people. Yu Yan
The legions even broke into the outskirts of the holy city of Cholula several times, where they captured valuable young men and women.
By mid-May, the total number of Tlaxcala prisoners captured by the Southern Route Army had exceeded 80,000! And the number of people transferred to the hinterland of the kingdom had reached 20,000!
Below the city of Mizutani, large areas of corn have been sown, and new fields are still being cultivated. The Tlaxcala prisoners were uneasy and continued to sow beans under the supervision of Mexica warriors.
Cholula's envoys came one after another, but the king remained as stable as a mountain and refused to receive him. It was not until the end of May that several scouts hurriedly came from the east, bringing urgent information.
"The plundering Guakili team encountered Mixtec scouts fifty miles south of the mountain city, and they fought with each other! And eighty miles south of the mountain city, in the Mixtec Huazong Village
, suddenly increased the number of troops by thousands!"
Hearing the news, Shulot was shocked. He immediately unfolded the map and looked to the south of the mountain city.
To the south are rolling mountains and roads connecting the mountains. Eighty miles south of the mountains is a Mixtec military stronghold, Xochitlán. Among them, "xochitl" means "flower" and "tlan"
"There are many, and together they are the "place of many flowers", Huacong Village. This military village is located just south of the mountain city, once again threatening the South Route Army!
"The Mixtecs..."
Xiulote frowned, and the murderous intention in his heart kept building up. He followed the Huacong Village to the southwest and drew in a straight line, Xiaoliu Village, Quagmire Village...Thousands of troops were added to the three Mixtec military villages.
Threatening the flanks and rear of the South Route Army, it also constantly restrains the strength of the army. It is really like a ray of light on the back!
The young king closed his eyes and thought silently for a long time. After a while, he calmly spoke to the warrior commander.
"Bertard, go and invite Cholula's envoy, the priest and elder vizier!"
Having said this, a confident smile appeared on the king's face. He looked towards the north again and smiled faintly.
"It's time to have a serious talk with Cholula's envoy!"
"According to your will, Your Highness!"
Bertard saluted respectfully. However, before going out, he said a rare word.
"Your Highness."
"Um?"
"The priests and elders of Cholula are all cunning old foxes...you must not trust them."
"Cunning old fox..."
Shulot pursed his lips and pondered for a long time before nodding solemnly.
