Chapter 692: Tlaxcala, the land of four kingdoms, the new order
The river is vast and the spring rain is pouring. The long river of Talsas comes from the east, witnessing the coming and going of the Mexica fleet, and also witnessing the spring plowing of various tribes along the way.
At the end of the long river, in the barren Tlaxcala Basin in the east, the black smoke of burning wasteland gradually rose. But within a few days, this bird's smoke quickly dissipated in the spring rain. The old weeds and shrubs,
They were all burned away by wildfires, revealing fertile fields that were moistened by rain and dew and were waiting for cultivation.
The long river flows quietly through the land of Tlaxcala. In the mountains of the four states, every day, the fleeing tribesmen, old and weak, come out and surrender to the Mexica army outside the mountains. They have no food.
They could hold on until the next spring. They could not abandon the farmland they had hoped for and fled into the mountains and forests again. They could only obey orders and become tribesmen controlled by the Mexican Alliance.
At this moment, beside the simple village, the tribesmen of Tlaxcala lowered their heads, holding simple agricultural tools of wood and stone, taking advantage of the soft soil after the rain, and working hard to cultivate corn and beans. Occasionally, Mexica
The small team of warriors, carrying large bows on their backs and holding spears, patrolled along the mountain roads and rivers. Deep fear and submission appeared on the faces of the tribesmen.
After the killings and turmoil of the Eastern Expedition, a long-lost order is slowly being established among the remaining Tlaxcala people in the west and south of the land of Tlaxcala.
In the western state of Wesochinco, the first group of 8,000 Mexican immigrants have migrated from the densely populated Lake Texcoco area and settled in more than a dozen villages outside Oak City. They occupy cloud
The fertile land once owned by the Snake Nobles, under the supervision of the Mexican nobles, wasted no time in spring plowing. Most of this group of immigrants came from the first batch of small nobles in the Lake District who were transferred to the Enfeoffment, and there were also alliances that were granted land and were promoted after the Eastern Expedition.
The warriors were the first Mexica to settle in the land of Tlaxcala.
After the alliance king completes the negotiation with the great nobles, more nobles will transfer their titles, bringing tens of thousands of people from each state. They will be scattered among the four states, reducing the population of Terra by half.
The land of Skala was completely occupied and all the local tribes were under control!
In just one generation, the Mexican nobles and immigrants will firmly take root in the Eastern Basin and bring the faith of the Lord God. The once powerful and glorious Four-State Alliance of Tlaxcala will
Along with the demise of the Cloud Snake belief, it will completely dissipate in the drizzle of the basin.
The drizzle falls from the bright sky, which is the first rain of the upcoming rainy season. In Tepeyacak State in the south, the camp outside Shuigu City is once again filled with the forcibly relocated refugees.
Tonak is strong.
Warrior Captain Bertard wore leather armor and personally led hundreds of bodyguards to inspect various camps and inspect the spring plowing conditions of half a million acres of farmland.
"Black Wolf's advance army on the east route has already reached the eastern seaside. In these dozens of miles of field camps, there are 30,000 Tlaxcala old and weak, 20,000 Mixtec prisoners, and 80,000 Totos.
Naqdingzhuang...a total of 130,000 prisoners, guarded by 10,000 alliance warriors and militiamen!"
"These captured young men and women are civilians and serfs that the kingdom urgently needs. A group of them will be transferred westward along the river every month. The tens of thousands of young men and women responsible for farming will not move away on a large scale until after this autumn harvest.
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Bertard was thinking in his mind, with a look of solemnity on his face, as he walked through a large camp. In this large camp, there were one hundred Mexican warriors, plus four hundred Mexican militiamen, supervising about eight thousand prisoners of various tribes.
, responsible for cultivating more than 40,000 acres of cultivated land.
The camp has a solid wooden fence with a series of shacks inside and endless farmland outside. From time to time, a team of 20 canine warriors, leading hairless dogs, patrols between the fields and the camp. And in and out of the camp.
At the entrance of the camp, there are more than ten tall wooden poles standing. On each wooden pole, there is a hanged escaped prisoner.
The morning sun illuminated the camp, and the sky was clear. A low voice of prayer came from the center of the camp. Bertard stopped and watched for a while, with a smile on his face. Thousands of prisoners were being divided into
The small team prayed under the leadership of the priest of the main god, thanked the main god for his gift, and then had a simple breakfast.
"Dear Eagle Warrior Captain, the two thousand Tlaxcala farmers who were left behind last year are the backbone of the various camps. As team leaders, they direct the captives of each team to do spring plowing, and are also responsible for reporting the situation in the camp to the warriors.
The supervising warriors and militiamen live in a small strong camp on the other side, and will be on the periphery of the farmland during the day, supervising the prisoners' farming."
"The chief priests of the alliance will come morning and evening to lead the captives in prayer, listen to their confessions, and also stabilize the captives' emotions. And we will also limit the captives' food to ensure that they can farm without having excess physical strength.
escape!"
The field commander of the camp is a senior fourth-level Mexican warrior, Hochia. He once supervised the fielding of the surrendered troops in the Prepecha Lake area, and was also familiar with the veteran militia Chihuaco. At this time,
He lowered his head and reported back to the respected Holy Eagle Warrior Captain the details of managing thousands of prisoners.
"... After several months of supervision, the order of the camp has been stabilized. The old and weak of the Tlaxcala people are the most respectful. Their descendants were sacrificed to death by the alliance, and the warriors were all eliminated or surrendered. The Cloud Serpent Temple
They were all burned down, and they no longer had the courage to resist. Most of the Mixtec captives were ant people from the tribe. They witnessed the fall of the Rain Temple with their own eyes, their faith collapsed, and they devoutly converted to the main god. Likewise, they
They are also accustomed to obeying the noble bloodline, and the farming tasks given to them have been completed very well..."
Speaking of this, Hogia paused, with a hint of murderous intent on his face.
"As for the Totonak young men captured by the advance army on the east route, they still need to endure a hard time to learn the rules of the kingdom! They have not been scared by the alliance yet, and the resistance in their hearts has not dissipated. And
The god they believe in is also the most hostile Quetzalcoatl, and is quite resistant to the preaching of the priests...these escaped prisoners hanged on wooden poles are all Totonacs!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Bertard raised his head and looked at the praying prisoners in the camp. He pondered for a while and then gave the order.
"The mission of the Totonak people must be strengthened! Invite the priests of the Lord God to come over and screen them again. Those who resist conversion and are not pious enough will be selected into the next fleet that transports prisoners. This fleet will
The young and strong prisoners were taken into two mining areas of the kingdom and used as mining slaves..."
Hearing the word mine slave, Hogia felt a chill in his heart and nodded respectfully. The kingdom's mines were dug deeper and deeper, the output of copper and iron coal mines was increasing, and the demand for mine slaves was also thousands. And Hogia
We clearly know that each mining slave can only survive for about four years in the horrific labor in the mine.
"We need to select a group of close people from the Totonac people and give them preferential treatment as an example to move closer to the alliance... Well, we will then select devout converts from the prisoners and give them 30% more food.
, and the power to manage the team!"
Bertard's eyes were deep and his expression was calm. He had a clear mind and his thoughts were clear and orderly.
"After half a year of control in the field camp, those who are finally transferred back to the kingdom are all believers of the main god who obey the order. The kingdom's big road construction plan has begun, and the captives who do not meet the requirements will be screened out and given priority to mining, quarrying, and construction.
Slave of the road!”
"I obey your orders, Lord Eagle Warrior!"
The camp commander Hokia lowered his head and bowed deeply. Bertard reached out his hand, patted the other person's shoulder, and encouraged him with a smile.
"The Lord God will grant glory, and the kingdom will be invincible! All tribes in the world will be conquered by us one by one. The tribesmen who are willing to convert to the faith of the Lord God and obey His Highness's will will be accepted and assimilated by the Kingdom, and will return to the descendants of the glorious and unified Jiao people! And all the descendants of the Jiao people who are stubborn and resisting will be accepted and assimilated by the Kingdom.
All tribes, regardless of their status or noble bloodline, will turn into firewood and fuel, ignite the sun in the sky, become mine slaves, worker slaves and serfs, and even sacrifices on the pyramids!"
Bertard's words were low, his face remained calm, and his eyes were extremely determined. He turned to the north, looked at the high mountains, and smiled longingly.
"With a single force, the Black Wolf can defeat the Totonac people and capture 80,000 men. The picture of unifying the world is already in front of us! Your Highness, do you think so too? What does the vast picture in your heart look like?
What? I am willing to write for you and go to the farthest horizon to build your statue..."
The clouds rolled and relaxed, and the thin spring rain fell from the dark sky again. And the new shoots of corn had just sprouted from the vast fields, which made people happy to see them, they were the spring seedlings of hope.
