Aztec Eternals

"Damn it! Shameless! Rat fish! ... Ancestor! You hairless bird kid, how dare you sneak up on me! I'm going to cut off your head and use it as a ball!!..."

"Wait! Ancestor! Uncle Feather, just now... it was a slip of the hand... it was an arrow shot privately by the warriors out of righteous indignation! You are my uncle, I really did not order you to be harmed, how dare I!... Witness the Lord God ! Follow my orders, no one is allowed to shoot arrows this time!…"

In front of Xihe Village, the river and the sea meet turbulently, and the sea breeze blows. Feather Prince Peng Guali was in shock. He dodged two feather arrows that grazed his hair and touched his head repeatedly!

If it hadn't been windy today, if his bird's nest hairstyle hadn't interfered with shooting, if his knees hadn't gone weak and he immediately knelt down... then he would have been shot just now, or in the head! I have been hunting geese and trapping people all my life, but I never expected that I would be on the bank of this big river and almost get pecked in the eye by a baby bird! …

Under the hurried protection of the clan's personal guards, Feather Penggua was rolling and crawling, and he quickly stepped back thirty or forty steps, still feeling a little trembling. He was first shocked and angry, then furious. Finally, he stared at the wall of Xihe Village and cursed at the surprised and worried little crow Sitwewe.

"Ah! Little Crow, you are so shameless, who did you learn this from? Does Old Crow know that you are in the kingdom of God? Are you his grandson?... Witness the three gods! I must clean up the family for Old Crow today. , I’m going to cut off your head and use it as a human sacrifice in the rubber ball of the stadium!”

"Uncle Feather, I really don't dare to harm you! You are so agile and kneel down so quickly, you are just like the legendary bird! You can't harm anyone!... Let's talk again, let's talk carefully! This time I have restrained the samurai, no one will dare to harm you again, I swear..."

"Go to hell, little crow! No trap has ever deceived me twice! You succeeded in making me angry, and I will never let you go!"

After shouting this, Feather Peng Guali's red face was twisted with anger. He turned his head and ordered to the trusted warrior beside him and his nephew Peng Bage.

"Witness the three gods! Immediately blow the conch horn, and the warriors attack the city from three sides! Quick, must be quick, don't give the kid a chance to react, seize the food in the village!... Quick! I'll kick him in the head later!... "

"Beep! Didi!..."

"Blessed by the three gods! Attack the stronghold!!..."

The rapid sound of the conch horn sounded immediately. Brother Peng put on his leather helmet, roared, and personally led eight hundred clan warriors to attack from the front. The other two teams of 500 warriors also trotted around both sides of the stockade and hurriedly climbed up the wall according to the path they had taken before. In almost just a moment, the Feather clan mobilized all their strength and rushed towards the small village with only more than 300 people!

"Lord God! Ah this!...Feather! Stop! I...I'm going to set fire! I'm going to burn all the food, and I won't leave you a single grain! Without the food here, within a hundred miles around, you will We can’t find a big tribe that can supply us! …Stop!…”

"Ancestor Witness! Little Crow, you have angered me! Are you burning?! I want to see how much food you can burn before my warriors attack the stronghold!...Aha! If you really set fire to it! No matter how much food I can save! If the clan doesn’t have enough food, I’ll roast you! I’ll kick you in the head and eat your meat at the same time! This is called roasting crow!”

"Damn it! You cruel feather! I was really burned!..."

"Set a fire! I do what I say, as long as you set a fire...I will definitely roast you and kick you in the head!..."

The little crow Sitwewe held a torch, with sweat on his forehead, threatening the feather Pengguali outside the village. But this time, Feather seemed to be really unmoved by the threat. He stared at the little crow with hatred on his face, licking his lips like the coyote of death. The arrows howled and the shouts of killing came immediately, and the Prepecha warriors were fighting again on the wall. The feather warriors flanking on both sides also began to climb the wall of the stronghold with few defenders, and were about to break into the stronghold!

"Ah! Uncle Feather, stop! Let us go, and I will hand over the stockade to you! If you don't give me a way to survive, I will really let the cronies in the warehouse set it on fire! ... There is Vulcan's black stone in this warehouse! As long as the fire starts, you can’t put it out, everything will be burned!…”

"Huh?! Black Stone of Vulcan, hand over the stronghold to me?!...Blow the conch horn to make all the warriors attacking the city stop first!..."

"This? Chief! The warriors are about to attack!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Blow the trumpet quickly! This time, the little birdie was forced to panic, and he told the truth!..."

"Didi! Woo!...Didi! Woo!"

The shrill battle cry sounded again. The climbing feather warriors were startled and hesitated for a few breaths. It was not until the conch was repeated twice and the flag was waved repeatedly that they reluctantly retreated. Along with the sound of the conch horn, the warrior archers on both sides also stopped shooting in tacit agreement and stopped shooting.

After all, both sides are warriors of Prepecha, speak the Prepecha language, and the Feather and Crow clans are related to each other. Now that we meet at the mouth of the river at the end of the world, both sides have some room for action, and most of them are grabbing those miscellaneous people who are not considered human beings to greet them. As long as the two leaders can reach an agreement, everyone has no intention of fighting for their lives.

"Hoo! Hoo! Damn it! These feathered warriors are forbidden by law and do not collapse when they retreat. They are simply as powerful as the Kingdom's Lance Corps!..."

On the wall of the village, I saw the feathered warriors who had withdrawn again. The little crow was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. He wiped his sweat with difficulty and swallowed. He couldn't help but think of the tragic scene after the stronghold was breached in his mind. He was just a little bit away from getting his feathers roasted and his head kicked like a ball! Horrible, really terrible! …

Well, the little crow is still too young now and has never experienced big winds and waves. He can barely make do with cheating and sneak attacks on old feathers. But once the sneak attack fails, he will be far from Old Feather's opponent when it comes to his shameless and lifeless gangster energy!

"Little Crow! Looking at the face of my ancestors, I retreated for the second time! I will never retreat for the third time!... If you say you want to leave, I will give you two-quarters of an hour!... You retreat from the village Go out, and the food in the village belongs to me, and I will never pursue your people!…”

"Uncle Feather, please slow down and let me discuss with the warriors..."

"Wait a minute! You're trying to lie to me! Come here, make a firewood pile for me and prepare to light a fire! ... Little crow, I only give you two quarters of an hour! When I light this firewood pile, it will be your barbecue. shelf!…"

"Me! You!..."

"Hurry up! My eyesight is bad and I can't see the sun clearly! Maybe the warriors will attack the city soon!..."

"Damn it! Feather! I'll leave the village to you, but you have to swear to me! Swear to let us go and ensure the safety of me and everyone in the village!"

"Swear? How do you swear?"

Hearing this, Feather Pengguali's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. This little gangster was finally frightened by him. He still had anger and suspicion on his face, staring at the little crow on the wall and cursing loudly.

"You sneak attack little birdie! Does the oath you swear stand?..."

"In the name of our ancestors, I will cut my face and bleed and swear an oath, let Dahe and all the warriors witness it!..."

On the wall, the little crow Sitwewe looked solemn, holding a torch in one hand and taking out a sacrificial obsidian dagger in the other. He gritted his teeth, pointed the dagger at his handsome face, looked at the bad old man below the city and shouted.

"Uncle Feather! The oath of cutting one's face witnessed by the ancestors is the most sacred blood oath among the nobles of Prepecha! Do you dare to agree?!..."

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Seeing the dagger taken out by Little Crow, Feather Pengguali's heart skipped a beat and he cursed secretly. This little birdie is so cruel to me, he actually wants to play a nobleman's face with an old man like him! Damn it! With such a cunning and cruel heart, wouldn't he be more powerful than him in twenty years? ...If the clan is really short of food and must get the food stored in the village to continue migrating and survive...he must...

"Okay! I promise you! If you cut your face, you'll cut your face!..."

After thinking for a moment, Feather Peng Guali also became angry and took out the obsidian dagger he carried with him. Then, under the witness of Dahe and thousands of warriors, Little Crow waved his dagger and made a deep cut on each cheek, causing blood to drip instantly!

"Witness the ancestors of Crow! I, Crow Sitwewe, will keep all the food in Xihe Village and will not murder Feather Pengguari! If I violate this oath, my Crow clan will be exterminated within twenty generations. All the descendants of our distant relatives are dead..."

"Well!…"

Hearing such a vicious oath, Feather Peng Guali's old face twitched again, and even his nephew Peng Bage looked ugly. Feathers and crows are the ancestors of the bird family two to three hundred years ago. Aren't they distant relatives within twenty generations? This oath comes from...

"Witness the ancestors of Feather! I, Feather Pengguari, will let Crow Sitwewe and his warriors go, and will never murder him! If I violate this oath, my Feather clan will be exterminated within twenty generations. All the descendants of our distant relatives are dead! …His!

Feather Pengguali's fingers trembled and he made two shallow scratches on his weathered and handsome face. His heartache and face hurt beyond measure. Then, according to the ritual practice, both of them dipped in their own blood, drew three blood marks on their foreheads, and recited the name of the god they believed in at the same time.

"Witness the Lord God Huitziloppo! ...The oath is fulfilled!"

"Witnessed by the three gods of the sun, earth and moon! ...The oath has been fulfilled!"

Within a quarter of an hour, under the witness of Dahe and their ancestors, the two completed the blood oath between the Prepecha nobles. Feather Peng Guali stared at the little crow with blood on his face at the top of the city, and couldn't help laughing like a bird. This little birdie was obviously inexperienced, and the cut on his face was too deep. Now I am rushing to apply herbal medicine on my face, put on a weird white cloth bandage, and then hurriedly ran down the wall...

Feather Peng Guali patiently led the warriors back two hundred steps away and waited for another quarter of an hour. Then, the village gate suddenly opened, and one or two hundred tribesmen took some dry food and fled to the east of the upper reaches of the river with bare feet.

"Clan leader, this?..."

"Wait a minute! These are tribesmen. Little Crow is still a little suspicious, so he let these people out to explore the road. This little birdie is really thoughtful, but he doesn't look like Old Crow's seed, but looks like mine. …”

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The feathered warriors waited patiently for another two-quarters of an hour, until the first batch of tribesmen disappeared, and the remaining one or two hundred kingdom warriors walked out of the village gate carrying some heavy bamboo baskets. Seeing these bamboo baskets, Feather Pengguali's eyes shrank, and he was about to lead someone forward to intercept them, but saw the other party knocking the bamboo baskets to the ground!

Gold, silver, copper, cloth, and especially a lot of food, messy and shiny supplies were scattered on the ground in front of the village gate, causing the feathered warriors to surge in and their formations became chaotic. Afterwards, Little Crow took his warriors and ran towards the village port on the west side of the village. Within a moment, all the kingdom's warriors boarded the boat and looked at the chaotic shore from a distance.

"Ah! This cunning little birdie! He threw the tortillas everywhere! Damn it, it's really hateful!..."

Feather Peng Guali cursed, spat, and took the messy warriors to pick up the cloth and food scattered on the ground.

Ah, Cat went to farm yesterday. I haven't worked for so long that I am too tired to type. I owe an update and will make it up later.