Aztec Eternals

"Huh? Let me go to the Mixtec front line and ask for the God King's decision?..."

The main hall is solemn, and the head on the altar looks up at the tall statue, like the first meeting across time and sea. The main god elder Akapu pondered for a moment, turned away from all his thoughts in an instant, and nodded solemnly without any pause.

"Yes! I obey you, High Priest Wugel! I will set off tomorrow, with the opinions of the high priest group, to meet with the God King on the front line of Yunshan City! Praise the supreme God King!..."

"Praise the Lord God! Praise the God King!"

Many elders nodded together and agreed. Going south to the Mixtec front, a round trip of more than a thousand miles, was a backbreaking job. The symbolic meaning is far greater than the reality.

After all, the evil demon's head was announced with great fanfare and slowly from city-state to city-state, and the entire plateau had already known about it. God King Avit must have received the news early in the morning. Since the God King has never sent an envoy, he has shown a neutral attitude, neither positive nor repressive.

The priests and elders are all old foxes. They can tell the autumn with a leaf. After a little taste, you can feel that the God King is both fearful and trusting, and there is also some helpless hesitation. Under such circumstances, going south to meet the God King was obviously a waste of effort but not a favor.

But political form is always greater than reality. The high priests knew that the God King had known it for a long time, but they still sent someone to solemnly convey the message to express the high priests' confirmation and attention to the "evil prophecy" and their respect and obedience to the "God King's authority". The God King will also act like he just heard it and hold a frontline prayer ceremony to spread the news that "the evil spirits have arrived in the East China Sea and the Doomsday God War has begun" throughout the entire army in the name of the Lord God. And in such a sacrifice, there is no doubt that the person who made the prophecy and fulfilled it will be enveloped in a true divine halo and engraved in the hearts of the nobles!

".It can really predict the future!...The preference of the Lord God is really unreasonable and really scary! Once a living prophet really appears, the influence of divine blessing...What is the plan of the God King? ?…”

Sun God Elder Tonatiu squinted his eyes, looked at the head and items of the "evil", and then quietly looked at Akapu's expression. He did not believe that the flag placed by the God King in the High Priesthood had not been secretly instructed by the God King in advance. But the composure and calmness on the other person's face did not make him look sophisticated like a young man in his thirties, which also made him unable to guess what the other person was thinking.

"When the rain god brings down the storm, not a single tall cocoa tree can remain still... The structure of the high priests is likely to change again!..."

As if he felt the gaze, Akapu turned his head sharply, smiled and nodded gently to Tonatiu. Tonatiu also nodded in return, and the two of them looked at each other as soon as they met, suppressing all their thoughts in their hearts.

"God King! After all, he still favored His Highness, just like the biased fate, like the biased Lord God..."

Akapu's smile did not change, but there was a sense of sourness in his heart. He had indeed met the secret guards of Avit, and knew that the next step of the God King's plan was to send Shulot into the high priesthood, becoming the thirteenth priest elder, and then the fourth deputy chief priest, exercising pure divine authority. the road. Although the rest is not said, it is naturally self-evident. This is to reserve the highest divine power in advance and reserve the position of the alliance's high priest! What kind of imprisonment is this? What kind of persecution is this? This is clearly a preference!

"Destiny, destiny!... In the face of fate, in the face of noble birth and divine blessing, all the efforts of mortals are so worthless!"

Acap pursed his lips slightly, feeling uncontrollable unwillingness, like an ant, silently biting his hope. He and Shulot have known each other since childhood and have a very close relationship. In fact, Shuttle arranged for his grandson Shulot to be his companion. Strangely enough, he had never been jealous of the other person before, but his love and closeness came from the bottom of his heart.

But all these past friendships gradually became as he moved up step by step with the support of Avitt. By chance, he was appointed to become the deputy chief priest of the high priest group, and even expected to be the highest high priest. It dispersed like a cloud of smoke. His current triple identity is first as the representative of Avit in the high priesthood, then as the chief god elder who inherited the political legacy of Kechar, and finally as the husband of Kepana who is close to the traditional royal family and nobles. As for the past events of those holy cities, they are really like jade that sank into the lake. Although it is crystal clear, it will never be seen again...

"Tsk tsk! Young people are so motivated! They dare to think about anything and want everything... What a pity. If you don't enjoy wealth and honor, be a turtle paddling in the water, you have to spread your wings and fly high, like an egret chasing power. …Kechar, have you seen it in the sky? Your grandson-in-law looks so much like you when you were young!"

High Priest Wugel smiled kindly and glanced at Akap. Others can't see the thoughts of this Lord God elder, but he, an old and rotten tree, can't know it all. He shook his head slightly in his heart, and said to everyone with his face still kind.

"Ahem! Now that it's all decided, let's end today's meeting of the High Priests Group!..."

"High Priest! As I said before, about sending the main god priest to the land of Otomi and the land of Silver Raven Vastek? There are also some discussions and arrangements with the feudal country in the lake..."

"Huh? Those things related to the feudal kingdom in the lake?... Well, let's discuss it later! Let's discuss it later... Yes, let's discuss it again..."

The high priest Uger waved his hand kindly, swaying his chubby body like a fat catfish that slips and slides. He first stood up and ordered the temple guards to erect long poles and hang the four demon heads high under the temple pyramid so that all the nobles and warriors passing by could see them. Then, he turned and walked into the back hall, and in the helpless eyes of the priests and elders, he went to eat the first batch of fresh fruits and nectar in late spring...

The long wind blew across thousands of miles, from the alliance villages that began to burn wasteland, through the Tlaxcala Basin where new fields were reclaimed, through the God Stone City Valley where the farming was prepared, to the desolate and dilapidated front of the Mixtec. The Mexica army marching southward, like a dark green ant colony, devoured all the city-states, temples and noble estates along the way, and burned the blood and fire that burned the old order all the way to the southern ancestral land of the highland Mixtec people, and burned to the Yunshan City with the Cloud Altar!

"Lord God! Four legions and 30,000 troops marched southward, conquering seven or eight mountain strongholds...Finally, we completely opened up the Yunshan City Valley and arrived at the origin of the Mixtec people in the highlands, Yunshan City!"

Carrying a basket of sunflower grass and wearing a tall feather crown, Xiu Luote climbed a small hill on the west side of the valley under the protection of hundreds of broken-haired guards. In the narrow valley, a full 30,000 alliance troops stretched for several miles, and the smoke and dust of the march went straight into the sky. The noise and killing of the warriors startled the circling birds. Then, he looked forward and saw Yunshan City appearing high in the south, and the Yuntan Temple, which was even higher and looked like a stronghold. He carefully examined the corners of the city and the stronghold, and after seeing the Yunshan City at the height of the halfway point and the Yuntan Temple completely located on the mountain, he couldn't help but take a breath.

"What a Yunshan City, what a Yuntan Holy Land!"

"This is a flat mountain city, plus a mountain city?! It's like a smaller Yunshe Mountain City, plus a larger Baishe Hill City..."

"Lord God, Yunshan City is halfway up the mountain on the west side, Yuntan Temple is on the east side of the mountain, and there are mountains to the north and east, so only the west and south can deploy the army... How many lives will be needed to break through this kind of scattered terrain and this kind of solid fortress in the mountains?..."

Xuluot has been in battle for a long time and quickly estimated the height of Yunshan City and Yuntan. Yunshan City is still within the reach of siege artillery, but it is necessary to push the artillery up the hillside at the risk of being hit by the top of the city. As for the Yuntan Temple on the top of the mountain, we can only siege it or fill it with human lives...

"The Mixtecs are holding on and there are thousands of warriors in Yunshan City... If we attack by force, we will have to fill it with at least 10,000 men and militiamen, break all the small camps outside, use up the arrows, javelins and lime in the city... and then use heavy artillery to blast a gap and fill it with thousands of warriors..."

After calculating this, Xiu Luote pursed his lips and looked a little ugly. All the tribes on the plateau of Central America like to build cities on the mountains. And the more important the ancestral land, the more it is located in a dangerous place. If there is no gunpowder weapon, it is almost impossible to use cold weapons to break the city by force, and we can only siege it for a long time...

"Respected Elder of the Death God Priest! The God King has ordered that the army has arrived at the foot of Yunshan City, but the mountain city is too dangerous and everyone is a little afraid... I hope you can hold a divination to boost the morale of the whole army!"

"...Okay!"

Xiuluote was silent for a while and nodded solemnly. He looked at the "Heroic King Flag" with a skull painted on it not far away, looked at the main altar being built, and the dozens of Mixtec descendants guarding the altar. He gently touched the sunflower grass behind him and sighed silently.

"Xun has cloud images, and the wind is responsible for killing... When you sacrifice, when you die, it is a great omen..."

"Lord God! This place will be irrigated with blood, and there will be shouts in the wind. The descendants of the gods in the clouds will die, the fierce wind will blow away the clouds, and the crows will fall on the bones"

"This campaign to the south is like Qin destroying Chu, and then Yue"