Chapter 616: The Eastern Expedition Festival! The God King sits high, and the bloody poem!
The sea breeze blows thousands of miles, from the heat of the seaside to the mild cold of the plateau again, to the lake capital of the Mexica Valley. Lake Texcoco flashes with bright waves, reflecting the white stone dike of Tenochti
Teran is like the projection of the Kingdom of God on the human world!
The divine smoke curled up, bringing with it the fragrance of rosin. In the Kingdom of God, there were messengers of God, communicating between heaven, earth and people. Soon, the shouts of hundreds of priests from the capital reached loudly into the sky, and their praises echoed across the lake and sky.
"...Praise the Lord God! He is supreme and omnipotent! He gives sunshine and rain, harvest and food, victory and glory, land and future! Praise Him! The Lord God loves us and protects the strong alliance.
, and we repay with piety, sacrifice and blood!"
"Praise the Lord God! Repay with piety, repay with sacrifice and blood!"
Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital prostrate themselves on the ground, praying fervently to the sun, celebrating an unprecedented festival! The boiling sound shook the surrounding areas, vibrated the lake surface, even dispersed the clouds in the sky, and shook the water surface!
"The sun rises high, and the Lord God Huitzilopochtli ascends to the highest level! The Supreme Lord God protects the alliance, and the divine war of the Eastern Expedition once again achieved a perfect victory! The Lord God swallowed up the cloud snake in the mountain and swallowed up the God of Hunting! He
With a spear in hand and a bow and arrow on his back, he holds the power of war and conquers all directions, conquering everything!"
"Praise the Lord God! Conquer all directions and conquer everything!"
The towering temple is reflected in the water, so clearly and magnificently. Twelve priests and elders stand on the top of the pyramid, holding sacrificial obsidian daggers. In front of the main temple, behind the elders, a new building of more than one meter is built.
On the high altar, there is a golden throne.
At this moment, in the shining golden light, King Avit is sitting high on the throne, wearing gorgeous royal clothes and holding a topaz scepter. He stands above everyone, looking down at hundreds of thousands of ant-like people in the capital.
, looking down at tens of thousands of royal warriors, looking down at hundreds of lake area nobles, and also looking down at the group of twelve priests and elders!
"The great King Avite, the incarnation of the sun god, leads the people of God! He conquered our old enemies, the Tlaxcalans in the east! He captured the descendants of the Cloud Serpent and sent them to
Go to the altar of the temple!..."
The high priest Ugel, wearing a divine crown and sacrificial robes, raised his hands and shouted towards the pyramid of the great temple. Twelve priests and elders, 400 priests of all levels, also shouted together, guiding the 200,000 people in the lake
People!
"A great king, brave and good at fighting. He won two divine battles and destroyed two tribes in the world. He is a well-deserved divine king! Let us pray for the divine king of the alliance and pray that he will always lead us!"
Then, High Priest Ugel turned around, and with hundreds of thousands of people watching, he suddenly knelt down towards the king on the throne.
"Praise the Lord God, praise the King of Gods! Praise you, my supreme king, may you be high on the throne of God and unify the four directions!"
"Praise the Lord God, praise the King of Gods! Standing high on the throne of God, unifying all directions!"
In an instant, fanatical cheers rose from under the pyramid and merged into the sky! Even the birds in the sky were dazzled by the shouts, swaying and fled into the distance. The cheers were so boiling, and so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
, as if there were hundreds of thousands of worker bees, under the command of the queen bee, making trembling wings at the same time!
"Haha! As sacred as I am, I stand above all living beings, and I will surely rule the world!"
Seeing the kneeling high priest Ugel and the surrendered twelve priests and elders, Avit was so happy that he laughed out loud. He led tens of thousands of royal troops and hurriedly returned to the capital with the momentum of great victory.
The most important purpose is to completely subdue the high priests and become the only supreme leader of the alliance!
The immortal elder has fallen, and the high priest Shuter of the Morning Star has gone to the Kingdom of God. Among the current high priests, there is only the weak and mediocre high priest Ugel. The king suppressed the situation, divided the high priests, and added
Only with the guarantee and promise of his superior status did he finally have the surrender ceremony in today’s grand ceremony! And from today on, both divine power and royal power are under one person, the God-King!
Thinking of this, Avitt's whole body trembled slightly, like an electric shock, feeling the extreme joy brought by power. He stood up suddenly, raised the magic staff in his hand, and declared boldly to hundreds of thousands of people.
"The Sun God is incarnated in me, and I am the entire alliance! The Lord God's will is my will, and it is also your will!...At this moment, the sun rises into the sky, and the Lord God is watching us! He can't wait, waiting
The soul rises into the sky, waiting to be burned alive in the fire, waiting for life to flow into the earth, and waiting to bless us with your own hands!... Come! Sing and celebrate, pray to the sun, and the sacred sacrifice begins!
"
Hearing the king's announcement, the high priest Ugel was stunned for a moment. He quickly reacted, raised his staff high, and also announced.
"...Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! The great sacrifice begins!"
Behind the high priest Ugel, the expressions of the priests and elders changed. The sun god elder Tonatiu, the war god elder Yazar, the main god elder Akap, and the three deputy chief priests looked at each other for a few times, their eyes flashed, and they counted their breaths.
Finally, the main god elder Acap was the first to raise the staff, followed by the sun god elder Tonatiu, and finally the war god elder Yazar. Then, the entire high priest group surrendered to the king above.
"Praise the Lord God, praise the God King! Victory in the battle of gods, sacrifice the descendant of Tlaxcala!"
The shouts of the priests floated to the center of the temple area, the temple of the God of Sin. The chief priest Yao Ke, wearing leather armor and robes, holding a copper axe, and hundreds of temple warriors, personally escorted the precious god.
Immediately, Maya Lan's long line of sacrifices stretched all the way to the front of the big temple.
Hundreds of captives were shouting, crying, hesitating, and even resisting as they were led to their fate! That was the top of the great temple. The gray-black sacrificial stone had been dyed dark red by blood.
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"Sacrifice the Tlaxcalans! Kill the old enemies of the Eastern Valley!"
"The king is invincible! God bless the alliance!"
"Haha! Exterminate the descendants of Tlaxcala and avenge the ancestors who died in the battle!"
As the sacrificial procession moved forward, hundreds of thousands of Mexicans almost fell into madness with their shouts. The nobles and warriors howled with excitement, like crazy jaguars and mountain eagles.
The Tlaxcalans were the eastern enemies of the alliance! The two sides fought each other, and the brutal battle lasted for half a century! Tens of thousands of Mexica warriors died in the long battle. Thousands of Mexicans
The Sica nobles sacrificed in the temple of the Tlaxcala people! There has been an irresolvable blood feud between the two sides. Now, the old enemy who has been fighting for half a century has finally decided the winner, and the blood feud for many years is about to be won.
Report. In such a sacred sacrificial ceremony, the alliance will, as the victor, destroy thousands of the descendants of the old enemy!... How can all this not make everyone crazy!
The Mayan blue team was escorted up to the towering pyramid. The blazing sacred fire had already been lit in front of the great temple, exuding the unique aroma of the sacred smoke. Avit stood at the top, with the corners of his mouth raised, looking in all directions.
The two priests and elders were divided into two teams and presided over two groups of sacrifices at the same time.
"Huh! Being a high priest is really tiring! You have to make loud announcements, the officiant has to use the knife, you have to sign up for the pass, and you have to burn to worship the gods...poor my old bones!...
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However, the high priest Ugel was slightly fat, with not obvious bones, but a lot of meat. He took a deep breath, moved his wrist a little, and began to wait for the first sacrifice.
In front of the great temple, 625 Tlaxcala deities will be sacrificed today. Such a huge sacrifice will last for ten days, with 6,250 deities being sacrificed! The number 625 comes from the sun on the 365th
The calendar, added to the sacred calendar of 260 days, is a number that simultaneously symbolizes the sun and the sacred.
According to King Avit's original plan, this unprecedented grand ceremony to celebrate the construction of a large temple to worship the elders and high priests, and to celebrate the victory of the Eastern Expedition and the autumn harvest, should have 36,500 sacrifices!
However, under the rare persuasion of his son-in-law Hulot and the chief intelligence officer Gillim, Avitt finally changed his mind. He placed 30,000 Tlaxcaladines in the military camp and gave them to the priests.
Train with the warriors. Then, after the training is completed, these 30,000 men will become the tribe of his son Chimalpili.
As for the four to five thousand people who showed some resistance during the training, they have been singled out and thrown into the capital's human sacrifice stadium. They will use their skills or blood to please the children of the capital during the ten-day celebration.
civil!
"The descendant of the glue man, Tlaxcala, the descendant of the tree snake god, Prince Omochi, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who go to the kingdom of god according to his own wishes, and gain eternal peace.
!”
The high priest Ugel sang loudly and threw the living things in his hands into the holy fire. The black smoke rose, carrying the souls of the deceased, and floated high into the sky. Then, Ugel lowered his head and stared at
The young god who would sacrifice Ishigami to stop his struggle.
"What a young and strong body...so young!..."
High Priest Ugel paused and waved his hands slightly. Two temple guards immediately stepped forward and pushed the warm corpse off the edge of the Great Pyramid, leaving a bloodstain. Following closely behind, not far away,
The main god priest Akap chants almost the same.
"Prince Toheno, a descendant of the glue man, a descendant of Tlaxcala, a tree snake god, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will meet his brothers who go to the kingdom of god according to his own wishes, and gain eternal peace.
!”
Within a dozen breaths, another similar but younger corpse also rolled down from the high pyramid. The two corpses overlapped in front of the statue of the Moon Goddess at the bottom of the tower. The two brothers were reunited in this way.
The blood blended together. The bloodthirsty God of War in the sky stretched out his long blood-red tongue for the first time and tasted the delicacy of the god.
"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice the prince of the Tlaxcalans! Praise the Lord God!"
Blue rolled down and bright red flowed. Hysterical shouts sounded at the bottom of the pyramid temple. They were the excited shouts of the nobles and warriors. As the beginning of the great sacrifice, two gods with enough weight must always be presented.
Come and please the gods and people!
"The descendants of the glue people, Weisuochinco State, the descendants of the Oak Snake God, and the city lord Weisuo, are going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will fly in the kingdom of God in the sky, meet his son who is going to the kingdom of God, and transform into
A white snake!”
High Priest Ugel sang again. Decades of experience in sacrificial offerings had formed a skilled muscle memory on his arms. He did not need to think, he cut and scratched in one go, as accurately as a skilled surgeon.
The main god priest elder Akapu is younger and always slows down by half a beat. The other group of swordsmen originally decided to be the sun priest elder Tonatiu. But King Avite deliberately promoted Akapu and Tona
Elder Tiu was happy to have to work less and did not fight for it...so, it was not until a few breaths later that Akap Qingyue's chanting sounded on the pyramid.
"The descendant of the glue people, Wesochinco state, the descendant of the oak snake god, Prince Waco, is going to the kingdom of the sun god! His soul will fly in the kingdom of god in the sky, meet his father who is going to the kingdom of god, and transform into
A green snake!"
"Bang, bang!"
Two corpses of different ages and similar appearances rolled down one after another and landed not far in front of the Eagle Regiment. The deputy commander of the Eagle Regiment, Shusok, held the king's flag and stood in front of the warriors.
Ahead. At this moment, Stanley, the leader of the Eagles, is sitting in Oak City, and the Eagles of the Alliance are nominally honored by Shusok.
The high priest left for the Kingdom of God, and Shusok also aged a lot overnight. His figure lost weight again, gradually revealing the strength of a warrior. Only the chest where the ribs had been broken still ached from time to time.
The eagle enjoys wealth and honor, but is wasting its time in a cage. Where is its original intention? Even his grandson Xiuhua is strictly protected by the king, and it is rare to see him even once!
"Huh!...The sky is filled with blood, reflecting the capital city, and thousands of corpses are doing spring plowing."
The corpses rolled down, covered in blood. Shusok looked at the large group of sacrificed gods in front of him and groaned softly.
These sacrificial remains have lost the soul in their hearts and no longer have the divinity of the gods. And their next destination is to be buried in thousands of acres of Chinampa in the lake area as spring after being slightly disposed of.
Fertilizer for farming. This has been a tradition of the alliance for decades, and it is also the divine decree affirmed by the priests, to use the vitality in the corpse to compensate for the consumption of the earth.
Then, Xiusoke's eyes froze slightly. He recognized the identities of the two corpses. They were the city lord and prince of Oak City in Wesochinco State! And these two people with respected status were in front of him.
Captured by Eagle Captain Stanley!
All the captured Tlaxcala gods, no matter how prominent their status is, no matter how many people they have controlled the life and death of, will only end up being sacrificed in the alliance's grand ceremony!
"The fresh life burned away and the green smoke rose, and the god's body rolled down from the temple."
Amid the fanatical cheers of hundreds of thousands of people, Shusok held up the royal flag and stared at more and more corpses. The long line of blood stretched endlessly under the Great Pyramid, as if to the end of the sky.
"Twenty thousand people shouted together, shouting for the Lord God to kill everyone!"
Then, Shusok turned slightly and looked at the envoy Otomi who bowed his head silently, the envoy Huastec who was extremely submissive, the envoy Tekos who was shocked and surprised, the pale-faced Mixtec envoy, and the frowning Sabo
The Turk envoy, and the Totonac envoy who was afraid and whispered...
Seeing this, a smile gradually appeared on Xiu Suoke's face. The eagle in the cage also felt happy. After the New Year, there will be one less envoy in the world! And this unified world will eventually
Will be passed on to their descendants...
"The descendants of the gods will kill all the people in the world and unite the world with the god king... Ha! My children and grandchildren will be the future god kings!"
The blood filled the air and the cheers continued. Shusok's chanting gradually became lower and no one could hear it. In a trance, he saw his father's figure walking towards him from the blood, becoming one with him. But
After a while, Shusok shook his head again, burying his father deep in his heart. He raised his head, looked at King Avit on the golden throne at the top of the pyramid of the Great Temple, and smiled in admiration.
"What a poem, what a poem! When the King of Gods conquered the world, I wrote a poem attached to his tail. Let's see where this magnificent poem goes and in whose hands it falls!"
