Aztec Eternals

"Little crow! Witness the ancestors! The clan leader has sworn the blood oath of his ancestors, how could he harm you?"

"Eldest nephew, I, Brother Peng, swear! Not only do our Feather clan have no enmity with you, we are also the northern and southern branches passed down from the same ancestor... We are just passing by, just here to ask for a living! When we leave, this village will return to its original state. Here it is, it won’t hurt you at all! It’s better to have many friends than enemies... Come on, let’s have some hot food and sing a song from home!…”

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The vast darkness of night buries the fighting during the day. The country songs at the seaside suddenly stopped, but the songs in the villages still floated far away. On the approaching boat, the little crow Sitwewe looked hesitant, looking at the torch standing in the shallow water and the sincere face of Brother Peng under the torch. He remembered this "uncle" who was very brave and desperate during the daytime battle. This is a rare clan warrior, he doesn’t look like he has too many tricks up his sleeve...

"Ahem!...Brother Peng...uncle?...Uncle Feather, do you really want to return the village to me? When exactly?..."

"Blessed by the three gods! We dare not stay here for a few days at most... Not only the villages at the mouth of the river, but also the goods in the warehouse will be returned to you as they are! Oh, we will also treat the injured prisoners of Prepecha There are more than a dozen people, and I’ll leave them all to you when the time comes!… Come over and talk to the clan leader in person!…”

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Hearing these words, Little Crow Sitwewe was greatly moved. If the Feather Clan just robbed some food and left without setting fire to the village or destroying the goods...then the losses to his Xihe Village would be minimized, and his guilt for losing the village would also be minimized, and he could even cover it up! In this way, we can give a reasonable explanation to the kingdom's merchant fleet, the kingdom's priests, and the kingdom's navigation system...

What's more, the Feather Clan really had no motive to harm him. And Prince Feather also pointed at Xihe and swore a blood oath on the honor of his ancestors and his descendants! If we can really establish a channel of communication with the other party, maybe we can recruit feathers in the future, make great contributions to the kingdom, and advance to another level...

The little crow pondered over the sad country song for a long time, just like a crow who is greedy for corn and refuses to leave. After a long while, he finally wiped his eyes with his sleeves, looked at Brother Peng's sincere face, and let out a long sigh with emotion.

"Hey! Uncle, although this is the first time I have met you, I believe that you are a trustworthy warrior and a real man! ... Anyway, for the sake of my ancestors, I will go with you! ... Uncle, My little crow’s life is in your hands!…”

"Ah! Don't worry, eldest nephew! As long as I, Brother Peng, am alive, I will protect you!..."

Brother Peng was so moved that he held a torch in one hand and supported the little crow who jumped out of the boat with the other, and took him back to Xihe Village where the clan was entrenched. The little crow Sitwewe's heart was beating wildly, and with ambitious expectations, he walked past the piles of bonfires and the camp of two thousand feathered warriors. In the lingering low lamentation, he finally walked outside the warehouse in the center of the village and saw the Feather Prince with his back turned to him, as well as a pile of lit firewood.

"Chief! Little Crow is here!...Huh? Uncle, where is the dinner you prepared? Why is there only a pile of dry firewood, unbaked pancakes and meat?..."

"a ha ha ha!…"

Feather Peng Guali turned his back to the two of them and suddenly let out a hoarse and wild laugh, just like a noisy scavenging crow. He just laughed and turned around. He didn't look at his nephew Peng Bage. Instead, he stared fiercely at Little Crow's face and shouted happily.

"Ahaha! Little birdie, despite all your efforts to escape, you finally fell into my hands!...Ahaha! You unexpectedly attacked me, and you have to pay the price!...I have said long ago that I must cut it off today. Use your head as a rubber ball..."

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At this moment, seeing Feather laughing wildly, the little crow Sitwewe stood there in shock as if struck by lightning, even his voice stuttered and trembled.

"You! Feather?!... You!... You are actually... lying to me?!..."

"Ah haha! How can I say it's a lie? Since I said I wanted to treat you to a meal, of course I will eat it! ...But the main course... Come on! Lift him up for me and put him on the fire! Today Tonight, let’s eat roasted crow!…”

"Ah! Ah!!...O Lord God! O Ancestor!!..."

Two feather warriors rushed to the left and right, lifted the frightened little crow directly, and leaned it against the burning fire. Someone else was slowly setting up a few long branches to prepare for the next grill.

The little crow trembled in disbelief and flapped its feet in mid-air. He felt the heat of the approaching flames, and his heart was filled with infinite regret, fear, and grief. In such a violent emotion, his eyes instantly turned red, and he roared, trying his best to curse at the laughing Feather.

"Damn it! Shameless! Old thief!... Peng Guali, you old feather thief!... You actually harmed me and violated the sacred blood oath of cutting your face!... Ancestor! The entire Feather clan will perish because of your breach of oath! !…”

"And you, Brother Peng! You are a thick-faced parrot! I even called you uncle, but I thought you were a real warrior! ... Merciful Lord God! The three ancient gods! All the gods will despise you. , let the Feather clan die!…”

Faced with the sudden turn of events, his nephew Peng Bage was shocked and stood motionless on the spot. It wasn't until he was scolded by Little Crow that he was shocked and realized. He quickly ran to the fire, stopped the guards who were preparing to "roast the crow", and hurriedly questioned his uncle.

"Uncle! You can't do this! You...you made a blood oath by cutting your face and said you would not harm the little crow!...You...you asked me to sincerely invite the little crow here, saying that you want to turn enemies into friends, so what? Can you roast the other party? ...Ancestor! You are treating the sacred oath as a fart to destroy our descendants! ...Uncle, I will never let you do this! "

"Hey! Myna, you are still too young to know how dangerous this little birdie is! My uncle did this just to protect the clan in advance, but he did not break his oath!..."

Feather Peng Guali shook his head and sighed, looking like an old man who is too young for you. He pointed at the little crow being held up with one hand, raised the torch with the other hand, and shouted angrily.

"Witness the three gods! This evil-hearted little birdie has long since broken his oath and wants to harm our Feather Clan! He sent messenger boats to the south and north to invite the Chief Monkey's spear army and Lei The warrior army from Jinzhen and the Torpan tribe are coming together to attack us! They are attacking us in three directions and want to kill the entire Feather Clan in one fell swoop! Stay!…”

"Ah! What? My eldest nephew? You...you actually sent people to send troops to destroy us?..."

"Ah! Feather old thief, you fart!... No! You old madman, hysterical crazy bird!... No! Don't roast me!..."

Nephew Peng Bage once again stood still, and the two feathered warriors continued to move forward, holding the little crow high and raising it to the grill on the fire. But the grill was obviously not set up well. Before anyone could place it firmly, the grill broke and there was no way to let go. And the flames of the fire kept licking the little crow's feet, making him feel aggrieved and frightened, and kept fluttering on the fire.

"Feather Crazy Bird! Quick, put me down!... Lord God! I never wanted to harm you, let alone the Feather Clan!..."

"Ancestor! You suspicious bastard! How can there be any reinforcements? How can there be any sneak attack? It's all your own crazy dream! ...Yes! I sent two small boats to alert Yushan Village in the north, and Sanhe Port in the south. But there are only two hundred kingdom warriors and three to four hundred tribal warriors in Yushan Village. It's too late to guard against you. As for Sanhe Port, it's even further away! The Monkey Chief doesn’t even know where he is, and he doesn’t have the time to go to this vast northern continent to chase you group of wandering birdmen…”

"Ha! This little birdie is about to die, and he still wants to lie to me!... Get out of the way! Let me, Mr. Feather, roast this guy who can't do any trivial things well! I said, I want to eat roasted crow... I always do what I say!…"

Hearing this, Feather Pengguali's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but his face still showed a ferocious expression. He stepped forward and pushed his personal guard who was unable to set up the grill at first. He actually held the torch himself and came closer to the little crow.

"Ah! Feather, you crazy bird! I didn't lie to you, let alone betray my oath!...You old madman! Take away the torch! My hair, my hair is on fire!..."

"Ha! The burnt smell is so delicious! It will be even more delicious when roasted later... This little crow deserves it! He clearly contacted the Tolpan Department and Leijin Town... He is not talking about life and death right now, he is just holding back He’s trying to hurt us! … Let’s see if I don’t roast him! …”

Feather Peng Guali narrowed his eyes and slowly burned Little Crow's long hair with a torch. He took a deep breath from time to time, looking like an old pervert and crazy. The little crow was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his eyes were red, and he struggled desperately in the hands of the warrior. He could accept dying in glorious battle for the Lord God, but he couldn't bear this horrific way of death. He couldn't even accept that he died unjustly and unjustly under the imaginary murder of a madman in such an inexplicable way!

"Ha!...Little Crow, this is what you will get for breaking your oath and lying to me!..."

"Bullshit, you're lying! Feather, you crazy bird! I can't wait to peck you to death!...Ah!! You're crazy yourself, but you come to harm me?!..."

"I asked the tribesmen to remind the Torpan tribe to be alert upstream to avoid being attacked by you! They are only one or two thousand tribesmen, and they are no match for you! ... As for Leijin Town, that is even more ridiculous! Lei Jin Jinzhen is so far away from here, it takes twenty days to row, more than a month to walk, and two months to go back and forth! The Songbird Priest only has 800 kingdom warriors and one or two thousand tribal warriors, so he has to be on guard at all times. The Yuomei tribe will never go south! Only devils will attack you!…"

"Ouch! Lord God! I am going to die for you! Such an unbearable way to die... Please forgive me and lead my soul to the Kingdom of God!..."

"Well, the three gods have blessed you! ... Yushan Village has five to six hundred warriors. Tolpan tribe has one or two thousand tribesmen. Leijin tribe has more than two thousand warriors, and the warriors are only 800... I see! I mean, in the lake How is it possible for the kingdom to station so many warrior legions in the north? Haha! In such a vast northern continent, as long as the fleet does not stay on the coast, the sky is high and the clouds are open, allowing feathers to fly freely..."

Beside the fire, Feather Pengguali narrowed his cunning old eyes, held up a smoking torch, and stared at the little crow whose hair was burned short and who looked collapsed and helpless. After squinting his eyes and asking for a moment, he was sure that what he was telling was the truth and that Little Crow had no more information. In this case…

"Uh! Ah! Uh! The man-eating night devil...ah! Get away, get away from me!!..."

After a moment's pause, Feather Pengguari suddenly dropped the torch in his hand, started dancing with trembling all over, and yelled randomly. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Old Feather took off his shirt and performed a bird dance like crazy. Then, he stood up suddenly, slapped his thigh, and shouted as if he was coming back to his senses.

"Ah! The ancestors saved me! Saved me from the night demon...The ancestors also gave me warnings and enlightenments! What the little crow just said is all the truth!...Three Gods! I was just killed by the wasteland The Night Demon is deceived and has wronged the little crow..."

"Ancestor! I, Old Feather, have heard about the night demons in the wasteland since I was a child. I didn't expect that I would actually be possessed by the evil spirit here!... Quick! Put down the little crow and the distinguished guests we invited!... Quick! Let the clan The girl inside, bring all the prepared meals and serve them to our distinguished guests!…”

"Woo! Little Crow, my great distant grandson, Uncle Feather was wrong! I almost broke my oath and almost harmed you and the clan! I deserve to die, I really deserve to die!..."

Feather Pengguali burst into tears and slapped herself in the face a dozen times in front of the frightened little crow, and even spat out a mouthful of red bloody phlegm. Then, while the little crow was dumbfounded, his pupils shrunk, and he had a confused look on his face, Uncle Feather rushed forward, held his "good distant grandson" in his arms, held his head and cried bitterly...

"Good grandson! It was Uncle Feather who was wrong, and I will forgive you! Tonight, you can stay here properly... I asked the two most beautiful granddaughters in the family to sleep with you together! ... Starting from tomorrow, You are my grandson!"