Aztec Eternals

The gust of wind swayed the curtain of the big tent, just like the flickering bonfire in the big tent, flashing bright or dark lights on the faces of the generals. The torrential rain hit the soft ground, as if the scout's hasty narration stirred up ripples in everyone's hearts.

"The Tarascos have mobilized more than 50,000 troops. The exact number is unknown. In the army, there are copper ax guards directly under the royal family and a large number of copper spear warriors. These legions are currently assembled in Acambaro on the south bank of the Leman River In the area, there are still troops coming in the future.”

"Now the enemy scouts have covered both sides of the Leman River, and it is impossible to detect a more accurate enemy situation. Near the Ottopan siege camp, we found the whereabouts of the enemy scouts. It is estimated that Tarasco's army is only 100 meters away from our camp. More than a week's march away."

This is startling news, but not beyond the expectations of the generals in the battalion.

Now that the spring plowing has passed, the Tarascos no longer have any worries about mobilization, and they will inevitably send troops. The target of their troops is either the powerful Mexica army, or the dying Otomi people, or both, which are subject to change at any time.

The people in the camp began to discuss in low voices. Those who participated in the discussion today were all the direct army generals who obeyed the king and were loyal enough, and there were no city-state army chiefs who were wavering and advocated retreat. No matter what the inner thoughts are, everyone will obey the king's instructions.

Shulot stood on the edge of the big tent with his hands tied, looking at the king sitting high on the altar from the corner of his eyes.

Tisok, who was in the middle of the big tent, only wore a set of light Chinese clothes and a simple feather crown today, and did not spend much effort to maintain the "majesty of God". Compared with the previous discussion, his face was significantly paler, showing a sub-healthy state of poor sleep, probably deeply troubled by this protracted siege.

At this time, there was still an unhealthy flush on his cheeks, which seemed to be the combined effect of emotional agitation, insomnia and irritability.

After listening to the scout's narration, Tisok took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then said in a deep voice: "The movement of the Tarasco is unknown. The army is going to separate a division to go to the south of the Leman River Garrison. One is to use the river to drag the Tarasco people, and the other is to establish a connection with the capital through the river and open up an additional food transportation channel."

"Who do you think is more suitable?" After speaking, Tisok's still sharp eyes scanned every commander present, carefully observing the expressions of the generals.

Cassar strode forward with his head held high. Under his confident expression is a strong desire for victory: "Please give me 20,000 warriors, and I will definitely defeat the Tarascos in one fell swoop!"

Tisok didn't speak, just nodded calmly. Then, he looked at Avit.

Avet nodded solemnly: "The Tarascos are our formidable enemies. We don't want to defeat them, we just need to hold them back. This time going south, we need not only warriors, but also militiamen to build strongholds. Commander-in-Chief Totek is good at using troops and has an extremely precise grasp of the situation, so he is the most suitable candidate."

The king observed Avit's expression and saw only true sincerity. He nodded slightly, and finally looked at Totek: "Commander, what do you think?"

Totek thought for a while, and said with certainty: "I recommend Avet. I can deal with the Tarascos, but Ottopan's siege is more important. Avet fought against the Tarascos two years ago. He knows the tactics of the Tarascos very well. Moreover, the purpose of this partial division is confrontation and defense, not offense. Avet has always done a good job in defense. So he is more suitable !"

Tisok pondered for a moment, and tapped the stone surface of the throne with his fingers. Then, he stared at Avit again for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

"Avit, you will be the commander of the South Division." Tisok's gaze was always on his younger brother's face.

"The army now has nearly 20,000 directly subordinate warriors and 24,000 city-state warriors. This time I'm going south, I can only give you 15,000!"

Tisok's gaze became sharp. "No matter how many Tarasco's troops are, you must hold the north bank of the Leman River, and you cannot let them cross the river until the city of Ottopan falls! The messenger has sent a message to the capital, and the new legion is being mobilized. As long as you hold it for a month, You'll have a steady stream of reinforcements."

Avit lowered his head seriously: "Follow your will! My king."

Immediately, he looked up at Tisok again, and said sincerely: "Fifteen thousand warriors is already the upper limit of my commanding ability, and it is enough to resist the Tarascos. However, going south this time may be very difficult. I You need 10,000 direct legion warriors, and 1,000 jaguar regiments as the core. They have higher obedience and can last longer."

Tisok hesitated. If so, there would be less than 10,000 directly subordinate warriors around him, 1,000 directly subordinate to the Eagles, and 500 guards with broken hair. These absolutely loyal core forces have been reduced to about 10,000.

The king looked to his most trusted commander-in-chief.

Totek nodded and confirmed: "This is the correct tactical choice. The front line still depends on the direct core, and the city-state legion is willing to bear a much smaller proportion of casualties. The remaining 10,000 direct subordinates in the camp are enough to command 20,000 city-state warriors Make a siege."

The theologian king then nodded: "Avit, I will give you 10,000 direct warriors. Do you have any other requests?"

Avet thought for a moment: "I need 15,000 militiamen directly under me, who will be used to build and garrison the camp. Finally, I also need the command authority of the capital's boat force to establish a water transportation route."

The king took a deep look at Avit, and finally agreed majesticly: "I promise you all these! Remember, stick to the Leman River, and you are not allowed to let the Tarascos come. If the Tarascos don't come to attack, You are not allowed to take the initiative to cross the river to attack! Finally, without my order, you are not allowed to retreat!"

Avet then bowed his head deeply, hiding his expression, only to let the king see his complete obedience.

After discussing the most important issue of the South Route Army, the next meeting went on easily and quickly.

During this period, the army's logistics line was once attacked by the Otomi warrior squad and Toltec rebels. The Otomi had cities to rely on, but the Toltec rebels did not.

Toltec then sent a large number of scouts to find more than a dozen Toltec villages in the depths of the forest. Then he dispatched 200 broken hair guards and 800 senior warriors to sneak into the deep forest. These elite warriors of the Chapter ruthlessly wiped out all Toltecs in sight. The individual combat effectiveness of the Broken Hair Guard is still higher than that of the Jaguar Warrior, and almost no rebels can escape.

Now the logistics line is back to normal again. The only enemy of food supply is the wet and continuous rainy season.

The proceedings will soon be over. During this period, King Tisok did not spend any extra energy on Shulot, and did not even ask about the boy's previous attack. He just warned: "You have to continue to study the trebuchet!" Then he discussed other arrangements with Totek again.

The army quickly prepared and organized. In less than two days, the division of the army was completed.

So, on a rainy morning, wearing a bright sunstone cloak, with a heavy flag nearly three meters high tied behind his back, he set off with an army of 30,000 with a determined face.

No horses, no carriages. Commanders at all levels can only walk, with tall flags on their backs to mark their identity. Avit's back flag is a huge yellow canopy supported by a long wooden frame, and the eye-catching canopy is covered with equally dazzling green feathers. This is the emblem of the supreme commander of the army, making sure that all soldiers can see it at a glance.

In this era, if you are not physically fit, you cannot be a commander.

At this time, Avette looked a little high-spirited. After leaving the siege camp, facing the caress of the drizzle and listening to the joyful cries of swifts, he smiled and said to Shulot: "The corn has sprouted, and the rainy season has finally begun!"

Behind the supreme commander, surrounded by a thousand elite jaguar regiments, this is still the core of the army.

Jaguars and eagles are both high-level battle groups with shields, of which jaguars tend to be flexible offensive assaults, while eagles are more inclined to defend with heavy shields. The guards with broken hair are rare in number, have more outstanding individual martial arts, and are absolutely loyal to the king.

The morale of the 10,000 directly subordinate warriors is high, and they are the skeleton of the army. The ten directly affiliated warrior battalions were lined up front and back, leading 5,000 city-state warriors with average morale, and also maintaining 15,000 militiamen carrying food.

Thirty thousand people shuttled through the continuous drizzle like this. The army walked on the soft soil in the forest, along the gradually slowing down of the mountain, marched for a week, and finally reached the bank of the Leman River.

Shulot boarded a high hill and looked at both sides of the river. There are rolling hills and trees at the foot, and on the other side are staggered gentle slopes and fields, and the scouts of the Tarascos can be vaguely seen. On both sides of the river bank are relatively flat tidal flats, extending infinitely from east to west.

He first looked to the west, and the long river with a width of hundreds of meters moved westward, passed through Lake Chapala, the western border of the Tarasco people, and then meandered into the distant Pacific Ocean. Then he looked east. It only takes ten days to travel upstream here and travel by canoe to reach the western city-state of Mexica, then the prosperous Valley of Mexico, and finally the great lake capital.

"Canoes and boats are still too slow, and the upstream is only more than 20 kilometers per day. If there are vehicles and boats from the Celestial Dynasty, it will only take a few days to communicate with each other." Xiu Luote was thinking ecstatically. However, shipbuilding technology is too difficult to be imagined by one person out of thin air.

The Leman River, a 750-kilometer-long river, originates from the center of the Mexican Plateau and connects the three cities of the imperial capital, the western Mexica cities, the Otomi city-state group, and the Tarasco city-state group, and goes straight to the most Pacific Ocean to the west.

"This is really the core waterway of the Central American empire!" Xiulot sighed, the canal was the lifeblood of the classical empire, and the surrounding area of ​​the canal was the core area of ​​effective rule.

The boy's thoughts seem to travel through time and space, reaching the distant and prosperous future: "The Tampen River in the north, the Leman River in the middle, and the Balthus River in the south are the Yellow River, Yangtze River and Pearl River in the future of the empire!"