Aztec Eternals

Darkness fell, the night was deep.

With the promise and support of Avette, Xiulot was very excited. He solemnly knelt down to accept the order, paid homage, and bid farewell to the king and his friends. Then, he summoned the warrior commander who had been waiting for a long time, and Bertard picked up the plain clay pot, and the group hurried to the high priest's mansion.

Avit smiled and watched the boy leave. His eyes gradually extended to the sky, and then looked up in the night, skipping the ordinary stars, and staying on the rising moon. It is now the middle of January, and the full moon is like a crystal jade plate, with pure light shining in its dazzling light.

"Gone is the myth, the Reformation. Does the moon still threaten the sun?"

Avit stared at it for a long time, but did not get an answer. Immediately, the king turned around calmly, and slowly sat back on the cold throne. He stretched out his hand to hold the hard scepter again, and fell into long thoughts. While the flames are jumping, the light of the topaz flickers, sometimes pure, sometimes deep.

At some point, Gilliam came out of the shadows silently, bowing solemnly to the ground. The king's eyes then fell.

"Your Majesty, do you really want His Highness to command the Northern Route Army?"

The intelligence officer raised his head and looked at the king with an unusually solemn expression.

Avit nodded calmly, without hesitation or speaking. He is still thinking about something.

Gilliam pondered for a moment, then bowed to the ground again.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for being stupid, for not being able to understand your intentions. Please explain clearly."

Avit stared at the loyal intelligence officer again, and waited quietly without saying a word.

Gilliam gritted his teeth and saluted solemnly again. This time, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, making a cold sound.

"The high priests gathered in the Northern Route Army, which can be completely eliminated. With the help of the Tarascos, the holy city has long been secretly contacted by the nobles. It's just that the high priest's disposal needs to be reported to the elders in advance."

The intelligence officer just uttered sporadic short sentences, and sweat was already dripping from his head. He doesn't care who the target is, but he is not sure about the king's intentions.

Hearing this, the abyss flashed through Avette's heart. He hesitated for a moment, then reprimanded majesticly.

"I don't mean it yet. You shouldn't, Gilliam!"

The intelligence officer immediately apologized profusely, fell to the ground, and remained silent. After a while, he raised his head again and spoke cautiously.

"Religious reform, military reform, suppression of nobles, these are all the complaints of the public. It is also all His Highness's proposal, perhaps letting the nobles know that there is a group discussion, and it is out of the public opinion."

Shadows flickered from the king's heart again. He was silent for a moment, still shaking his head.

"The religious reform has just begun, and it has been undertaken by the elders. The military reform has not yet been carried out, and it must be kept secret now. Both are great causes, and cannot be compromised because of selfishness. I am still going to pass on to him, and I will protect Gilliam, so there is no need to say anything .”

Gilliam had no choice but to kowtow to the ground again, and sweat fell to the ground. After a while, the intelligence officer still spoke firmly.

"Your Majesty, His Highness has been out of prison for a month, and has been busy all day, and there is not a single day of rest.

He first paid for the fallen soldiers and gathered the morale of the army. Then he preached scriptures and passed characters in the temple of the priests, and was praised as the "God Enlightened One". Then I investigated agriculture with me, studied nobles and nobles, estimated land and military strength, and had a lot of foresight. He also proposed to reform the commercial law, control strategic materials, and suppress merchants, and the priests unanimously agreed.

Then, privately met with the Mayan business group, executed the big Tarasco businessman, and sent people down the river to collect copper ore. Investigating various industries in the artisan area and recruiting experienced jade workers and stone workers seems to have a deep meaning. In the past two days, he inspected mines in various places, subdued salt workers, controlled large salt mines, and manufactured strange artifacts. Today, I am asking you for miners again, intending to reform the military and form two new armies."

Gilliam has already sent people to monitor day and night. At this time, when he narrated one by one, even though he was well-informed and determined, he was still shocked and apprehensive.

"Priests, nobles, warriors, craftsmen, merchants, miners, militiamen...His Royal Highness puts all levels of the alliance into his heart and carefully calculates and weighs them.

He practiced martial arts every day and tempered his will. Don't like fancy clothes, don't play with pearls and jade, don't like beauty, don't like banquets. Suffering and self-sufficiency, with the world in mind, always spur yourself, like chasing a tiger.

In thirty years, I have never seen young people with such a heart. Even though Su Hui was born, she is really super-willed, like a god-man. What exactly is His Highness planning? This month is like this, what will happen in a year? "

The intelligence officer's words were true, and they shot into Avet's heart like a sharp arrow. The king closed his eyes again. This time, he was silent for a long time before opening his mouth with difficulty.

"I believe in him."

Gilliam kowtowed vigorously, making a clearly audible sound on the ground, and called out in a low voice.

"Your Majesty! How can the great affairs of the country be entrusted with the word "belief"?! Your Highness's grandfather is a high priest, and his father is a city-state lord. There are hundreds of warriors under him, and they are about to train a new army. Shou, Su Hui invented, and his reputation is getting farther and farther. He is of royal blood, the heir of the alliance, and he can be close to your most beloved princess."

Hearing this, the king suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

"shut up!"

Gilliam violated the royal decree for the first time. He risked everything and continued to exhort.

"Even the elder, when he assisted his elder brother Montezuma I, he relinquished the position of marshal and did not take control of the military. You once said that a great ruler must not have weaknesses! But now, your feelings have become weaknesses .

The maintenance of a country lies in the balance of power, so how can we rely on the word "belief". Can you trust His Highness, can you trust the High Priest? Everything is changing, and if this is the case now, what will happen in the future? "

After finishing speaking, Gilliam kowtowed again, and blood oozed from his forehead.

Avit's breathing fluctuated sharply. He opened his eyes and looked at the intelligence officer with blood on his face, struggling. Afterwards, the king clenched the scepter in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Go down! Take your own punishment and sacrifice blood."

Gilliam nodded silently, saluted and accepted the order.

He ignored the blood on his face and pulled out the hardened agave spikes. According to the ritual of the ascetic priest, the intelligence officer first pierced both ears without hesitation, letting the bright red drops fall. Afterwards, he took out two small sharp cones and inserted them into the sockets of his shoulders, sinking nearly an inch in severe pain.

Then, suppressing the constant pain, Gilliam snorted heavily. Relying on his absolute will, he slowly stood up and staggered back from the hall. Behind him, a long and blood-red trail was left behind.

After a while, the king opened his eyes again. There is no one in the hall, only the lonely king. He stared blankly at the bloodstains stretching on the ground, as if he had gone through a long journey. The faces of boys and girls flashed away, that was his last weakness and softness.

After a long time, Avit let out a long sigh.

"My child, don't force me. Let me think about whether I can have both."

The campfire dwindled and the darkness gradually seeped in. Finally, when the warmth was burnt out and the light was extinguished, the true face of the king was hidden in the cold darkness and could no longer be found.

Stepping on the starlight under his feet, Shulot joyfully returned to the high priest's mansion.

In the main hall, the torches were burning warmly, and the surroundings were bright. Grandfather sat alone in front of the stone table, looking at the papyrus in his hand. He has already received the letter and has been waiting patiently for a long time. Seeing the boy return, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled kindly and beckoned the boy to sit beside him.

Shulot recounted what he had seen and heard in the past few days, artisans and miners, mines and nitrate, and the dialogue with the king until today.

"What!" The high priest stood up in shock, staring at the boy.

"You asked the king to train a new army? The king agreed very much, gave you a quota of 10,000 people, and promised you the position of commander-in-chief of the Northern Route Army?!"

Seeing his grandfather's unusually serious expression, Shulot was slightly taken aback.

"Avet was hesitant at first and seemed suspicious. I convinced him sincerely. Then he chose to believe in me and had high hopes for me."

The young man reported back truthfully. He also believed in his friends and was delighted with Avitt's support.

The high priest turned his hands away and walked back and forth anxiously. Looking at the changing gods on the mural, the old man kept muttering to himself.

"It's too urgent, too urgent! It's not the time yet, you should wait for many years. The family has not yet taken root. I haven't fully controlled the head of the priesthood. You are still too young. You are not even married"

After a while, the grandfather sighed quietly. He looked at his beloved grandson with a wry smile.

"My child, didn't I tell you to relax and visit the capital and its surroundings? Why did you get down to business again and stay away all night? Then you didn't discuss it with me, and rashly asked the king to form a new army ?”

Shulot lowered his head slightly. He understood his grandfather's worries, but he still insisted.

"This Western Expedition is a crucial battle. It not only affects the reform, but also involves the metal ore in the west. We have to be fully prepared, accumulate the greatest strength, and never fail! The king believes in me, and I believe in him. We Will always stand together and do our best for the future of the Mexica people!"

Schlott thought of the copper mines of Tarasco, and the iron mines of Colima further west. These are the future of the times, and the western expedition to Tarasco must not fail! Thinking of this, the boy no longer hesitated, nor did he regret it. He decided to personally participate in the Western Expedition, mobilize all forces, and fight for the opportunity to change history!

Looking at the young man with a firm face, the high priest sighed again, with admiration in his helplessness.

"My child, you are too anxious! Power is always sensitive, and the seeds of doubt will sprout and grow. The same thing, the king will choose to believe today. When he thinks about it tomorrow, he may be full of suspicion.

At your age, Schlott, people of your age are learning to travel, to sing poetry, to make friends and feast. Many young nobles will even go through the songs of the opposite sex, enjoy life wantonly, and pursue happy children to their heart's content. I am not advising you to indulge, but I think you are stretching yourself too tight. Life is only a few decades, so why suffer so much?

Just follow the steps and I will pave the way for you. The drizzle moistens everything silently, and the young eagles fly high waiting to grow up. It will take a few years for the cactus to take root in every corner, penetrate into the hearts of the nobles and warriors, and gradually grasp the military power of the warriors, and everything will come to fruition.

My child, you are different from me, you have plenty of time to wait!

After five years, you will have full wings and a solid foundation; after ten years, you will be married and integrated into the royal family; after fifteen years, the eagle will grow old, the red sun will set, and the general situation will be settled In the middle, you only need to win a few battles, survive until the elder falls, and then take over the position of my high priest

At that time, you are the most dazzling sun of the Mexica, hanging above all the priests and nobles, overlooking the common people in the world! This is the path I designed for you! "

The high priest finally opened up and revealed his plan. He advised the young man that that is the safest path, and that everything will be paved with time.

Xiulot remained silent, his heart fluctuating. The long river of history flows in my mind, and memories come to my heart one after another. He thought of the burning Oda Nobunaga and the patient Tokugawa Ieyasu a hundred years later, and then thought of the Spaniards thirty years later, the destructive flames and germs, and finally sighed softly.

"Grandfather, in my fifty years of life, I only fight for the day and night!"

The young man looked calm, staring at his grandfather firmly, without any wavering.

The high priest stared blankly at his grandson who had been raised since childhood. He suddenly discovered that the boy had grown up, almost as tall as himself. Looking at that resolute face, he was like the most outstanding eldest son.

After a long time, the high priest smiled with emotion and relief. This time, he stroked the boy's shoulder and nodded slowly.

"My child, leave it to me. Let me think about how to fight for your future!"

The bonfire was burning brightly, and the main hall was even brighter. The fire dispelled all the darkness and illuminated the old man and the young man. Warmth comes with light. It is so real, it penetrates into the hearts of the people silently, and guides the way of hope.

Satisfied, after writing for a long time, I finally finished it. Ask for a monthly ticket!