Chapter 856: The Second Kingdom Exploration, Answers That Cannot Lie
"Dear Chief of the Red Crow Tribe! We...we need some time...to discuss..." Yuan
"Okay! Let's discuss it here, don't make me wait too long!..."
The sun set in the western wasteland, and there was a bonfire in the big tent. The old militiaman Chihuaco had a grimace, and he got together with the Mecat priest who lowered his head. The two spoke in a low voice and quickly in the dialect of the Patzcuaro Lake District.
Communicating.
"Captain Qi, what should I do?"
"What should I do? What do you think we should do?!..."
"Do you think...she will be afraid of the intimidation of the Kingdom's legions?"
Hearing this, the old militiaman trembled all over. He immediately glanced at the female chief wearing a cold mask, and then blocked Mecat's mouth.
"Damn it! Are you crazy? We were blown here by the storm, and the kingdom didn't even know! The naked fox fell into the wolf's den, and even brought out the jaguar to scare you! ...The wolf ate you directly, even the bones were gone
There is only one left... By then, no matter how ferocious the jaguar is, it will not know anything!" Yuan
Hearing this, Priest Mekart pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and felt very regretful. He looked around at the fierce canine warriors around him, was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly.
"Hey! Okay! The kingdom has been searching for so long before it discovered the small iron mine in Black Rock Mountain. His Majesty said that there are not many iron mines in the world, and it is difficult to find them... There is no way that there is iron mine around the Red Crow Tribe.
Mine. Then, we left a few people for them, and they found it directly..."
"Mecat, shut your mouth!"
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, gritted his teeth and wanted to block the other person's mouth. Then, he frowned and thought carefully for a while, and his expression gradually relaxed.
"Forget it, if you think about it carefully, this may not be a bad thing! ... There are still three wounded people on the ship who won't recover in a short time. It's better to let them stay here and take good care of them. The Red Crow tribe needs them to search for minerals, and the female chief also needs them.
Listen to the story, I will definitely not treat them badly...I will ask Chippawa to take care of them, after all, they are all fellow villagers..."
The two deliberated for a moment and had no choice but to bow their heads.
"Dear Chief of the Red Crow Tribe! We have three injured sailors. They are all Prepecha people and they also know what the iron mines look like... They can stay here, and please take care of them..." Yuan
Alan was very satisfied with the two people's understanding. She had been running in the wilderness and was used to seeing the magnificent wonders on the earth. But she was full of unknown curiosity about everything mysterious on the sea. And she threatened the two,
Some crew members must be left behind. Whether they are here to look for iron ore or to listen to stories, I'm afraid it's hard to tell clearly.
"So, the Kingdom in the Lake sent out a large army to conquer the various tribes of Totonak because of the legendary prophecy?"
"Uh... Your Majesty's plan is not something we can know. When we set out, the Kingdom did not conquer the Totonak coast... But Your Majesty does attach great importance to the route to the Eastern Snake Island... In fact, the white-skinned evil demon's
The prophecy is also a divine revelation from His Majesty..."
"Divine enlightenment?..."
Alan's eyes flashed, trying to figure out this word that was rarely heard in the wasteland. If someone in the wasteland claims to be a god, he must accept the challenge of a group of warriors and prove himself with force! Otherwise, you can't even defeat me, God.
Why should I enlighten you but not me? You must be a fake!…
"The divine revelation of the southern tribes..."
Alan tilted her head and thought for a while. She knew that the southern tribes believed in gods and valued divine revelation far more than the wilderness. Since the God of War inspired the Mexica people and the enemy was on the sea to the east, then Mexica
The human army should be heading east to conquer... In other words, within a few years, they will not be able to care about what is happening in the far north. And the Red Crow tribe moving north will have enough time to develop! Garden!
"Yes! Very good!... I will let you go back and let your king know that the divine revelation he received really exists!"
Alan's voice rose slightly, and then quickly became lower, as if she wanted to deliberately maintain her dignity. Next, she asked some questions about the Mexica Alliance and the Kingdom in the Lake, and Priest Mecat answered carefully.
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After asking these questions, the short clothes of the poor Priest Mecat were soaked with sweat. He had already discovered how terrifying the masked female chief was, and he didn't know what kind of wasteland witchcraft was used to be able to judge his words.
It’s true or false, it’s even like being able to read minds…
"Respected... mighty... Chief Red Crow, we haven't had dinner yet... Can you please let us retreat first?..."
"Ancestor! Your kingdom in the lake actually has eight legions? And one legion actually has eight thousand warriors who can fight?...By the way, you haven't told me yet, what's the difference between these legions?
?Why do those powerful chiefs who control the legions continue to obey your king’s orders?..."
"Huh? Judging from your expression, isn't this a strange question? A powerful chief in the wasteland will always want to monopolize a place, unless there is an extraordinarily powerful chief to suppress it... Oh! It seems that your king is indeed
Very powerful, that is to say, it is your king who suppresses the chiefs of each legion?... Sure enough! So, if your king dies in battle, the chiefs of each legion will occupy the land and become the king?...They will not listen.
What did the King of the Mexican Union say? So that’s it!…Hey! Don’t cry!…”
Priest Mekat's face turned pale, his fingers were trembling, and tears burst out of his eyes. He didn't say anything. The masked chief opposite had guessed it himself. The old militiaman Chihuako next to him was stunned and frightened.
You have to hold on to the sun amulet around your neck and pray sincerely.
Alan raised the corners of his mouth, suppressing a smile, enjoying the pleasure of taking control of the situation. She looked at the two trembling people in front of her, and estimated that the other party would never dare to lie again, so she stood up from the cushion leisurely. And when she came
When they stood in front of the two of them, the slender and tall figure was actually much taller than the two people standing there.
"I remember you said that you are the war priest of Prepecha and you know the beliefs of the Mexicans very well?"
Alan's eyes were sharp as she stared at the pale Priest Mekart, who nodded nervously. Then, seemingly casually, she took out a dagger from her arms and displayed it in front of Priest Mekart.
"I'm looking at you, don't think about lying!...Tell me, what is written on this dagger?"
"Uh! What's written here is...'Xulot', which is the God of Death among the Mexica gods..."
"Very good!"
Hearing this, Alan nodded, but there was no change on his face. Of course, she was wearing a mask, and no one could see her expression. She had already asked about the three words on the dagger before, and knew that it was Mexica.
The name of the God of Death. What she really wanted to ask was...
"Honest Priest of Prepecha, tell me! What kind of person would have such a dagger? Carve the name of the God of Death on the weapon he carries with him since childhood?"
