Aztec Eternals

Outside the city of Shuigu, in the commander's big tent, there was a solemn and quiet scene. The breeze blew by, and it seemed to bring a few distant shouts of farmers, and also carried a faint smell of burning wasteland. This is the taste of spring plowing and the hope of autumn harvest.

Shulot sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking at the sweaty bodyguard Miwa who was a few steps away in front of him. He smiled and asked in a deep voice.

"Miwa, you just said that Hei Lang has something to bring to me?"

"Yes! Chief Death God."

The red-haired personal guard Miwa stood in the center of the big tent. He looked at the Death God Chief above him, and nodded solemnly.

"I didn't stop all the way. I ran to your big tent just to give a message for Chief Black Wolf!"

Hearing this, Xiulot was very interested and asked with a smile.

"Oh? What is it?"

Miwa raised his head and looked at the western sky. He imitated the posture of the black wolf, clenched a fist on his chest with one hand, and hung down his leg with the other, and suddenly laughed loudly.

". Haha! I, the black wolf Toltek, captured the mountain city in just one day!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Seeing this vivid scene, Xiu Luote was startled suddenly, and he coughed twice before he almost stopped laughing. Then, he raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and asked again.

"Conquering the city on the top of the mountain, how many casualties did the legion have? How many were killed and how many were captured?"

"Well"

Miwa was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say. As soon as the legion captured Shanding City, he jumped off the top of the city and ran for 140 miles for two days before arriving at the camp outside Shuigu City. When he left, the battle was not over yet. As for the specific number of casualties and captures, who knows?

"Uh! Chief Death God, our casualties are not big. Probably, more than a thousand surrendered soldiers, two hundred legion soldiers?"

Miwa thought for a while, and roughly based on the tribe's experience in fighting, he gave an estimated number.

"...I shot a leader to death, and the defenders at the top of the city were in chaos. Then the leader of the black wolf led us and captured the top of the city. After that, he asked me to come back to spread the word. When I left, the enemy's The tribe has been completely disintegrated, and the casualties of the warriors will not increase much. As for the number of captured people, it will be tens of thousands, many, many!"

"okay!"

Xiuluo nodded, but his face remained unchanged. At most three or four days, there will naturally be more accurate information from Heilang's side. He pondered for a while, looked at the red-haired warrior in front of him, and asked carefully.

"Miwa, do you think the Tlaxcalans are easy to fight?"

"Great chief, if it's in the wild, it's easy to fight!"

Miwa scratched his head, and replied foolishly.

"We have armor, bows, copper beasts, and wooden beasts. When we meet in the wild, the warriors will shoot a few rounds of arrows and charge again, and the enemy's militia will probably be defeated. Their morale is very low, and they are not resistant to fighting in the wild. Yes. But attacking this kind of high stone city will cause a lot of casualties. On the city wall, there are tribal armored warriors leading the leader, as well as leaders and priests to motivate, and those militiamen can last for a long time. They There are a lot of them, and they will shoot arrows and throw stones, causing casualties to the warriors.”

"...When we fought against Water Valley City, many tribal fighters died. The fighters from both sides were entangled together, and it was like burning firewood, and it was burned out!"

"Well, you're right."

Shulot nodded calmly. The two armies fought and attacked the city at the bottom. The casualties of the siege were too tragic. He thought for a while, looked at Miwa's simple and honest face, and asked in a deep voice.

"With so many casualties, is there any voice of dissatisfaction among the legion? How is the morale of the soldiers?"

"Eh dissatisfied? Morale?"

Miwa raised his head, looked carefully at the Great Chief of Death, and faltered and hawed authentically.

"There is nothing dissatisfied with that. It's just some hatred. As long as the legion captures Stone City, kills those leaders, grabs a lot of property, and is happy again, the soldiers will be able to charge and kill again!"

"Um"

Shulot nodded slowly, without speaking. He roughly knew that the morale of the legion could still be maintained.

In this era, after attacking a strong city and paying huge casualties, the soldiers must vent their anger. And the more intense the enemy's resistance, the more severe the ensuing retaliation. As for religious belief, it only allows the soldiers to bear higher casualties, and does not allow them to show mercy.

"Okay, Miwa, let's go down! Eat some meat and drink some wine. After today, you will send an order to Heilang to bring all the captives here as soon as possible, and evacuate the area around the mountaintop city! "

"Alright! Listen to you, Warchief!"

Miwa nodded heavily, and left the tent readily.

Shulot glanced at the back of the red-haired soldier, and smiled to himself.

"Well, simple-minded, accustomed to fighting, and familiar with archery. The dog descendants of the wasteland are really a good source of soldiers! We need to send some more people to recruit some tribes from the wasteland to supplement the army's battle damage!"

The young king stood up and looked in the direction of the Eastern Mountain City. Then, he turned to the north, looked at the mountains and valleys at the end of the sky, and thought arose in his heart.

Four days later, the second group of messengers arrived from the mountaintop city. The black wolf plundered for two days, and then gathered the army. In this battle, just as Miwa said, the legion suffered 1,500 casualties, 300 regular soldiers, beheaded more than 3,000 warriors and militiamen defending the city, and captured more than 4,000 young men.

Ten days later, the second group of messengers came to announce the good news and brought back the first batch of captives. After a day of recuperation, the black wolf dispersed the army and divided it into teams of 200 people familiar to the dog descendants.

Dozens of teams plundered within a hundred miles and captured Tlaxcala prisoners! In just five or six days, more than 15,000 young men and women were captured. All the captives together have exceeded 20,000 people, and they are returning in a steady stream!

Shulot sits in Water Valley City, receiving the prisoners of war from various legions while transferring them to the southern waterway. The three city-state legions were all dispersed and captured in the entire southern two states, and now they have captured more than 10,000 people. The Feather Goose Legion even broke into the outskirts of the holy city of Cholula several times, where they captured valuable young people.

By mid-May, the total number of Tlaxcala prisoners captured by the South Route Army had exceeded 80,000! And the population transferred to the hinterland of the kingdom has reached 20,000!

Under the water valley city, a large area of ​​corn has been sown, and new fields are still being cultivated. The Tlaxcala captives were restless, and under the supervision of the Mexica warriors, they continued to sow beans.

Cholula's envoys came in waves, but the king was still as stable as Mount Tai and refused to receive them. Until the end of May, several scouts came from the east in a hurry, bringing urgent information.

"The plundering Guajili team encountered Mixtec scouts fifty miles south of the mountaintop city and fought each other! And eighty miles south of the mountaintop city, in the flower village of the Mixtecs , Sudden increase of thousands of troops!"

Hearing this news, Xiulot was shocked. He immediately unfolded the map and looked towards the south of the mountaintop city.

In the south are undulating mountains, and there are passages connecting the mountains. Eighty miles south of the mountain is a Mixtec military stronghold, Xochitlán. Among them, "xochitl" means "flower", and "tlan" means many, together, it means "a place with many flowers", Huacongzhai. This army stronghold is located just south of Shanding City, threatening the South Army Corps once again!

"Mistec"

Xiulot frowned, the killing intent in his heart kept accumulating. Along the Huacong Village to the southwest, drawing in a straight line, there are also three Mixtec military villages, Xiaoliu Village and Niwei Village, all of which have increased by thousands of troops, threatening the rear of the South Route Army. , It's really like a light on your back!

The young king closed his eyes and thought silently for a long time. After a while, he calmly spoke and said to the warrior commander.

"Bothard, go and invite Cholula's emissary, the priest and elder Wizier!"

Speaking of this, a confident smile appeared on the king's face. He looked to the north again and smiled faintly.

"It's time to have a good talk with Cholula's envoy!"

"Follow your will, Your Highness!"

Bertard saluted respectfully. However, before going out, he rarely said one more word.

"Your Highness."

"Um?"

"The priests and elders in Cholula are all cunning old foxes. Don't trust them."

"Sly old fox."

Shulot pursed his lips, pondered for a while, and then nodded solemnly.

"good!"