Aztec Eternals

"Praise the ancestors! Praise the great cassava god! Praise the great sun god!... The white-skinned evil spirits are about to escape!..."

"Damn it! They set fire to the shacks on the outskirts! They are going to burn down the village!…"

"Fire out! Go put out the fire!..."

"The Lord God bless you! Militiamen go put out the fire! Leather-armored warriors who believe in the Lord God, all rush towards me!..."

"Boom! Boom!"

The sky is getting dusk, and the setting sun is like sacrificial blood, spreading on the vast sky. The blood-red sky reflected the fires ignited on the ground, the three sailing ships roaring and firing, and the Castilian sailors who fled in panic.

Although the scumbag sailors in these fleets are weak in attack, they are indeed very skilled in running. The arquebusiers on the Ninian lost all their gunpowder and set fire to the fence and surrounding huts. The sailors of the Santa Maria waved their daggers and speared several big fish from the shallow fish pond, running last among the others. And the sailors of the Pinta were scared out of their wits and ran faster than anyone else...

"Whizzing!…"

"Ah! Save me!..."

"Holy Mother! The native leader is catching up! He shot little Gonzalo down!..."

"I can't control that much anymore! Get on the boat, get on the boat quickly!..."

The sun sets, and the bay of the lake flashes with red light. The three armed boats that landed were crowded with Castilian sailors, and many even jumped directly into the shallow water and swam to the anchored ships. The sailors who stayed on the three ships also fired their guns at the shore to cover the retreat of the landing sailors.

"Whoosh!...Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

The kingdom's marksman was so happy that he carried an extremely long bow, more than a dozen Taino militiamen with slings, and more than twenty leather-armored spearmen with emblems on their foreheads, chasing after the sailors. Shoot arrows and stones from behind. Stones flew down and splashed water, causing the sailors to yell and scream. The precise arrows killed one sailor and wounded two more. However, one of the two wounded was rescued by Boatswain Barto, leaving only Gonzalo, the deckhand with an injured leg.

"Vaffanculo! Idiots! A bunch of idiots! What are these stupid things? How can they run slower than the people in the other two ships?!..."

Columbus stood on the bow of the flagship, his face ashen. He cursed loudly and looked toward the shore. He looked at the bronze-armored warrior leader, drew a large bow as tall as a man, and shot arrow after arrow, hitting the crew of three flagships in a row. It wasn't until the matchlock gun on the ship fired that the opponent took a few steps back, glanced coldly at the bow, and then shot an arrow from a distance!

"Whoosh!"

"Holy Mother! Save...Merda! What the hell? How dare you scare the brave commander of the expeditionary force!..."

Columbus was startled when he saw the arrow coming, and fell down on the deck like an antelope. Then, he raised his head and looked carefully, and then he realized that the feather arrow did not hit the bow of the ship several meters high, and it exhausted all its strength and fell down.

"Damn it! Damn the native archers!... Witness the Lord! I will definitely come back again!...Merda! Fire guns and cannons towards the shore!"

"Boom!... Bang! Bang!"

Fortunately, the marksman took a few steps back, narrowing his eyes dangerously, looking at the man in the most gorgeous clothes on the largest ship. With cold eyes, he remembered the other party's donkey face, red hair and commander's hat in his heart. Then, he looked at the "evil" sailors who had climbed onto the ship and counted less than fifty. Then he turned around and walked toward the only injured and captured white-skinned "evil" dozens of steps away...

"Merciful Lord! Holy Virgin Mary! Please! Save me from the hands of the cruel barbarians!...Ugh!..."

The sharpshooter gave Sailor Gonzalo a heavy punch on the chin, knocking the "evil" unconscious. Then, he looked at the other person's calf that had been shot through, and frowned. He used both hands to snap the long arrow into two pieces, pulled it out from both ends, and then simply bandaged it to stop the bleeding.

"Holy Mother! It hurts! It hurts so much!...Ugh!..."

Gonzalo let out a scream, woke up from the coma in pain, and then was knocked unconscious again. Then, the marksman was gratified and skillful in taking out the sisal rope, tying the opponent's hands and feet, and stringing two spears on them. Then, two strong Taino men carried the demon captives strung on spears, like carrying captured prey, and turned around and walked towards the village.

After finishing all this work, the flames burning in the village were put out by the militiamen. The sharpshooter happily turned around and looked at the dim lake. The sunset was almost gone.

In the last remaining light of the sky, there are three Castilian ships with swaying torches. They all raised the sails, gradually turned the bow, and sailed away from the northeastern mouth of the river, and then became smaller and smaller...

"God bless you! This battle came out of the blue. It was the first battle between the kingdom and the demons! ... We killed five demons, captured one prisoner, and killed eleven Taíno militiamen..."

The sharpshooter looked happily in silence, recalling the whole story of this battle. Three demon fleets suddenly appeared and were discovered by fishermen fishing. Then, there was the mobilization of the fishing bay tribe, the firing of the cannons from the big ships, the escape of the chiefs and leaders, the rout of the militiamen, the landing of the evil sailors, the stalemate between the two sides, and finally the sudden retreat of the enemy!

In this first "tragic" battle, the two sides fought from afternoon to sunset, with crackling thunder and lightning! In the end, only a dozen people were killed in total. The intensity of the fighting was so low that it was nothing compared to the brutal battles on the plateau...

"What a pity! With such a good opportunity, if only three longships could arrive and block the mouth of the river...witness the Lord God! The kingdom's power on the Cuban Snake Island is still too limited!..."

Cuba's Snake Island is three thousand miles long, almost the length of the long Totonac coast and the lowland Maya, all connected together. But on such a vast island, the kingdom only has three longships and more than 400 warriors to control hundreds of tribes in eastern Cuba, at least 200,000 Taíno tribesmen. In each tribe, the kingdom can only place a few warriors, and only large tribes have them...

"The first year's exploration fleet, in the name of a gem caravan, generously scattered gems in the lake along the way, and then explored a seven-thousand-mile route to reach the large iron mine in eastern Cuba! The fleet left three ships behind , two hundred headquarters... Then, the kingdom marched eastward to the Totonac tribes, and the Xiu family intercepted the Mayan coast. The Cuban shipping route was blocked in the middle, and there were hostile and intercepting city-states along the way!..."

"The kingdom's support in the second year could only rely on bribed Mayan merchant ships and secretly transported less than a hundred people. In the third year, there was a terrible storm and the entire fleet sank in the East China Sea. Not only did not a single support arrive, the Mayans The caravan also turned its back and demanded compensation. This year was the fourth year, and the kingdom completely conquered the Totonac coast. The Mayan merchants were afraid, and the clan states along the coast turned a blind eye, and then they helped bring another shipment. More than a hundred warriors arrived in Cuba..."

"God bless you! I heard that Marshal Black Wolf's army is already conquering the Mayan coast. If this sea route can be completely opened, the kingdom's real support team can be sent here continuously from thousands of miles away!..."

"Praise the Lord God! Praise the Priest Tomat! With the hundreds of people in front of him, the revered Priest Tomat has done his best!... All the large tribes east of Cuba's Snake Island have at least partially converted to the Lord God and accepted it. The kingdom’s trade, arbitration, protection and mediation. And Yuzhao and I were sent here to train the Taino militia in the fishing bay in the name of guarding against the Siguayo people, and also mastered thirty or forty Lord God warriors who had carved their emblems. ! The kingdom also equipped these devout warriors with iron spears, copper spears, and basic leather armor... These devout warriors, indeed, were not defeated in the fight with the evil spirits, and were much stronger than ordinary Tainotin! …”

"It's a pity that the chiefs and leaders of the Yuwan tribe are still wary of us and have not wholeheartedly converted to the Lord God! If we can completely master the Yuwan tribe and completely control the entire tribe in our hands, then we can train devout warriors Quantity, the situation of this battle..."

The sharpshooter happily lowered his eyes, thousands of thoughts flashed through his heart, and there was also fierceness in his eyes. Since the big ship of the white-skinned evil spirit has really arrived just like His Majesty’s prophecy...then the spread of the faith in the main god will follow the fulfillment of the prophecy and spread completely throughout the entire Cuban Snake Island, replacing the many old gods of the Taíno tribes!

From now on, facing the terrifying evil spirits, the chiefs and leaders of the Taino tribes will no longer have any room for swaying and delaying, and must completely and truly convert! …

"Blessed by the Lord God! The evil demons arrived just like the divine prophecy, and were defeated by the power of the Lord God! In this battle, we killed five evil demons!... Come, light the holy fire! Throw all the heads of the evil demons into the altar. In the flames, sacrifice to the omniscient and omnipotent Lord God!…”

Fortunately, the marksman was still meditating, and the passionate announcement sounded in the center of the village. He turned around and saw the Silver Crow Warrior Fish Spear, holding high the head of the "evil" leader, wearing gleaming bronze armor, shouting loudly to the Taino militiamen gathered around him!

"Witness the Lord God! Under the terrible attack of the evil spirits, the Great God Cassava did not send down his divine power and could not protect the tribe! Your chiefs and leaders abandoned you and fled, but they could not protect the tribe! ... Can bless the Yuwan Tribe, can bless you Yes, only the supreme Lord God, only the faith of the Lord God!…”

Upon hearing the announcement of Fish Spear, the assembled Taíno militiamen showed deep awe and were as quiet as tiny ants. They looked at the bloody head of the "evil" and remembered the prophecy of the Longship Tribe four years ago. They all knelt down in front of the altar tremblingly, worshiping the true Lord God who had performed miracles!

"So! Although all things have spirits, and although there are many ancient gods, only Huitziloppo, the sun god, is the real great god! He is the highest and most powerful, bigger than the cassava god Yukahu, and bigger than the storm goddess Guabanks Bigger, bigger than the Moon Mother Goddess Atabea!... He is the great god above all gods and the only great god!..."

"Pray with me! Praise the Lord of the Sun, Huitzilopochitli!"

"Praise...the Lord of the Sun...Huitzilopochitli!..."

"He is the real great god, the only great god!"

"He is...the real great god...the only great god!"

“He is supreme, great, and omnipotent!…”

“He is supreme, great, and omnipotent!…”

"Roar!…"

"Roar!…"

At midnight after the fighting, fanatical prayers finally sounded for the first time among the peaceful Taíno tribe! The Taino militiamen fell to the ground and chanted the name of the main god repeatedly. Their faces were a mixture of piety and struggle, but they couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes. Because the ancient Taino gods symbolized the long-lasting peace, but the supreme sun god was about to bring cruel fighting and war!

However, the white-skinned demon appeared in accordance with the prophecy, and the old era ended! At this moment, whether the Taíno people are willing or not, they must go through this pain, must forget the once peaceful and beautiful gods, and completely fall into the arms of the Supreme God!

Then, they will face the endless blood and fire, the inevitable disease and death, and then gain a difficult new life from a narrow escape from the cruel and long fighting... And this is already their best and luckiest future...

"Praise the Lord God! Kill the evil spirits and fight for God!..."

"Praise the Lord God! Kill the evil spirits and fight for God!..."

The burning holy fire lasted all night, and the scorched demon's head was filled with scorch. Hundreds of thousands of strong Tylenols were crawling beside the altar in the center, chanting prayers over and over again, as if they were possessed! Two kingdom warriors and forty Lord God warriors personally raised obsidian daggers and carved the Lord God's emblem to convert the entire Yuwan tribe!

When this long night passes, no matter what identity the chiefs and chiefs of the Yuwan tribe appear again... they will no longer be the chiefs and chiefs of the tribe...

And amid the deafening prayers and the lingering fire of the long night, the Castilian prisoner Gonzalo trembled, as if he had fallen into some horrible lair. He tried his best to close his eyes tightly, pretending not to see anything, as if he was still asleep. But the shape of his mouth that changed silently was clearly chanting something, and he kept chanting...

"Diablo...El diablo aterrador...Diablo...the terrible devil!..."

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