Chapter 830: Acceptance and Compromise, Mexicanization and Localization
In the deep night, the wind blew, making the thin cloth tent whistle. The brazier in the tent kept swaying, and the undulating light and shadow outlined the kneeling curves, and also reflected the silent king.
Shulot raised his head silently, looking at the night sky at the zenith and staring at the bright moon. After a long while, he lowered his eyes and spoke quietly.
"Miava, I have asked King Avit for a fiefdom. The seaside land will become the fiefdom of my eldest son, Xiuhua."
"Your Highness...your eldest son was born with the divinity of the Lord God and will inherit the powerful Mexica Alliance on the plateau!..."
Miava's eyes flashed and she spoke softly and firmly.
"With his noble status, he will only serve as a link between the alliance and the kingdom, and will nominally govern the land of Totonac. How can he really come to the seaside with harsh weather? You will never rest assured that you will let the young
The prince came here, to the remote and wild lowlands, to the Golden Bay City of the Totonac people, and experienced the hot and humid swamps and jungles..."
"And the great King Avit will definitely keep him in the lake capital and train him as his successor, right?... In fact, to King Avit, the newly born Prince Xiuhua is probably more powerful than you.
, where is the heir who satisfies him even more... Hehe! I also heard the songs circulated by the alliance..."
"Miawa..."
Shulot stretched out his powerful palm and rested it on Miava's neck. His eyes became dangerous, with a vague murderous intention revealed.
"The Lord God bless the alliance! There are some things you should not say if you don't want to see the Lord God."
"I obey you! Your Highness..."
The snake mother priest Miava trembled all over and fell on the carpet submissively. She lowered her head, revealing her smooth and fragile neck, as if she was a submissive wolf to the wolf king.
"The ancestors and the Lord God witness!...My master, I will only obey you and dedicate everything to you!..."
"And the thousands of miles of seaside, countless seaside tribes loyal to you, and tens of millions of Totonak people will also be like this, loyal to you only!... As long as... you give us a man with divine blood.
A child, a sacred promise..."
"The child of the divine blood...the promise of the Totonac..."
Hearing this, Hulot pursed his lips and fell silent again. He raised his head and stared at the moon on the beach, as if looking at the distant future. In the legend of the Mexica, the moon is the opposite of the sun and is evil.
and the incarnation of darkness. However, in the understanding of the Totonac people, the moon is the other side of the sun, which is more pure and sacred. There are indeed many differences between the plateau and the seaside...
"The Lord God witnesses! Miava, I have made a promise to you Totonak tribes and the Lord God!"
"Your Highness, we have heard your promise. However, it is really difficult for the chiefs, priests, chiefs, warriors, and even humble tribesmen of various tribes to believe in your promise in such a short period of time.
The promise of the author..."
Miyava lay on the ground and raised her head. Her eyes were faint and flashed with hope that she had never had before.
"The powerful Mexica Legion can make people fear...but fear is only the prerequisite for loyalty. The rule of the kingdom is violent, as fierce and cruel as fire. At the moment, the elites of Totonac have been killed and feared
Yes, they fear your force and are willing to obey your orders...
"However, you cannot always be like this!... Because the ignorant tribes are forgetful and fickle... The fear of conquest will always subside, and tens of thousands of Totonak warriors will be in your hands
Grow up!... If you want the loyalty of the chiefs and warriors, and if you want to still firmly control the Golden Bay City area, or even control the entire Totonac seaside after the legion leaves..."
"Then, you must always give the Totonak people a promise and a hope! And there is nothing better than a prophesied son of Totonak, a prince with divine blood, who can serve you better.
The elites of Totonac believe...believe that they will always have a shade in the vast seaside land, under the sacred kapok tree, just like the moon that is different from the plateau..."
"Ha! The hope of the Totonak people, a moon different from the plateau?...In the final analysis, it is a compromise and commitment with the local elites, accepting the ordinary leaders, low-level priests and officer warriors of the various Totonak tribes.
While carrying out Mexicaization, the balance of power among the native tribes is maintained..."
Shulot closed his eyes and his thoughts drifted away. After experiencing the continuous resistance of the Totonak people and witnessing the unwillingness and dormancy of various ministries, his thoughts gradually became clear during many exchanges with Miava.
If you want to establish a solid rule in the vast seaside land with only one or two Mexican legions stationed there, you must absorb a large number of Totonac elites into the ruling class.
These elites include low-level priests and sages who control culture, warriors of all levels who control force, and leaders and small chiefs who have the right to speak. To make these Totonak elites truly return to their hearts and serve the kingdom, it really takes a while.
A commitment recognized by both parties to establish solid mutual trust...
The silence in the king's tent lasted for a long time, until the moon set to the west and could not be seen from the open tent roof. Then Shulot lowered his head, looked at the woman lying on the ground, and sighed softly.
"Miava, get up!"
"Your Highness?"
Miava blinked her eyes and raised her head carefully. Under the dim firelight, she secretly watched the king's expression, but could not see anything.
"The Lord God witnesses! I can make a promise to the Totonak people. However, it can only be known to the core group of people..."
"Your Highness!"
The woman's voice was full of excitement and surprise, but the king's voice was calm and distant. He looked at the woman at his feet with deep eyes and said lightly.
"Miava, I have many choices, it may not be you."
"Ah this? Your Highness?..."
"Convince me."
Miava licked her lips and her body trembled slightly. She crawled next to Shulot and rubbed against the king, like a docile cat.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Your Highness, my loyalty and respect for you will surpass all others..."
"Any more?"
"Your Highness, I control the Quetzalcoatl Temple and know the priests of every tribe! I can make all the feathered serpent priests from all tribes in Jinwan convert to the main god and serve the main god devoutly!"
Hearing this, Shulot raised his eyebrows. He looked at the submissive and ambitious woman and said meaningfully.
"Miava, the kingdom does need a group of Totonak priests who have converted to the Lord God... However, I do not want you to continue to hold the priesthood. The divine power of the seaside must be attributed to the kingdom priests I designated! And the only identity you can compete for is
, is the 'chief farmer' in charge of administration and management of various ministries..."
Hearing this, Miava gritted her teeth, lowered her head and thought for a while. When she raised her head again, her eyes were burning with bright desire, as if she was willing to risk everything.
"Your Highness, please believe me! My ability will be better than that of any other woman! No daughter of the god of Totonak can compare with me... I understand the traditions and customs of the tribe, and I can see through them.
The surrendered chiefs and leaders! I will identify them, execute those who secretly resist, frighten those who are wavering in their hearts, and select those who are loyal..."
"I am willing to be your most diligent 'chief farmer', guarding the vast fields on the seaside for you. While carefully caring for the seeds, I will also weave a strong and dense hunting net to capture the unyielding wild animals in the seaside jungle.
Tame bobcat!…”
"Oh?...Farmers and hunters..."
Hearing these words, Shulot smiled half-heartedly and looked at Miyawa who was worried in front of him. He raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his big hand again, stroking the woman's slender neck. The woman also leaned on him meekly.
She went down, resting her head on his legs, and looked up into those light red eyes.
"Miawa, starting from tomorrow, you can leave this tent and return to Golden Bay City..."
"Your Highness?!"
"I will give you a chance to see what you are capable of."
Shulot raised the corners of his mouth, looked gentle, and gave the king's order.
"In Jinwan City, Chief Da Ri's nephew Ilvi is very restless. But I don't want the legion to enter the city and set off another large-scale cleanup and killing... So you go back and rely on the Jinwan Department's manpower to kill him.
Capture them and sacrifice them to the Lord God with your own hands."
"Sacrifice Ilvi? Praise the Lord God!"
Upon hearing this command, Miava's eyes lit up, like a cat that smelled prey and raised its tail excitedly.
"Your Highness, I obey you! I will definitely do it for you!"
"Um."
Xiuluo nodded and stroked Miyava's beautiful and confident face. This task should not be difficult for Miyava. And if the woman proves her ability...
"From the seaside land, select a 'farmer chief' from each tribe in Totonac to establish an administrative team and integrate the surrendered elites of each tribe... Indeed, there is no more suitable candidate than her... But if the administrative power is handed over to
For her, the divine power and military power must be strictly separated..."
Shulot thought for a moment, sorting out the power system on the seaside. And Miava also carefully tested, explored bit by bit, and served the master who decided life and death... After a moment, Shulot raised his brows and watched the beautiful twists and turns in his arms.
The woman looked at her charming and red face and spoke quietly.
"Miava, I remember... Chief Chikini of the Great Sun died under the joint efforts of you and his warrior chief?"
"Ah? Yes...yes, Your Highness..."
Hearing this sudden inquiry, Miava shuddered and her heart suddenly tightened.
"Your Highness, the true cause of Chicini's death... is actually unknown to the tribe... The Jinwan tribe will obey my orders. Those rumors that have been circulating recently can be easily erased as long as I return to Jinwan City..."
"Well...I know you have always been very smart. This time you came to the camp and let Irvi stay in the city, just waiting for him to make a mistake and seek his own death..."
"Uh...Your Highness...I..."
Shulot was silent, just looking at the woman's evasive eyes and feeling her clear trembling. After a moment, he hugged the woman tightly and pressed her fiercely.
"The samurai commander of Chikini is called Qi Yan...right? He is also your samurai commander now. These days, he seems to be very worried about you, and has bribed the kingdom's samurai several times to inquire..."
"Your Highness...I...don't understand what you mean..."
Miava's whole body tightened, and her body trembled even more violently. Shulot felt everything clearly, and his body trembled suddenly, and he took a deep breath.
"Miava, you understand what I mean. Your body is very tense and honest... You have made a choice, so from now on, you no longer belong to yourself..."
"Yes...yes...Your Highness. My body and soul will only belong to you!...I swear to the gods and ancestors!"
"Very good! Remember your oath and cherish your life!..."
Shulot nodded slightly and stared at the woman in his arms, penetrating into her heart like never before.
"The death of Chief Big Sun needs to have a result that can be truly accepted by all the ministries. Warrior Chief Qiyan is a suitable sacrifice to bear all the responsibilities... Go ahead! After sacrificing Irvi, I want to see you
, sacrifice this person with your own hands!”
"Ah? Your Highness!...I...sacrificed with my own hands..."
"Um?"
"Yes...yes! I obey you! I obey you! Ah! Your powerful Highness...ah!"
The fire was dim and the night wind was faint. Miava's eyes were full of light, and a strange blush appeared on her face. Then, the candle went out, the wind became more intense, and the moonlight disappeared in the clouds. Faint clouds rose from the sky,
Covered the camp in Jinwan City. The rainy season in May is coming, and sowing is just around the corner...
