Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Six: Southern Expedition, Yunshan City, Great Disaster.
"Huh? Let me go to the Mixtec front line and ask for the God King's decision?..."
The main hall was solemn, and the heads on the altar looked up at the tall statue, as if they were meeting for the first time across time and sea. The main god, the elder Akap, pondered for a moment, then 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 King of Gods!"
Many elders nodded together and agreed. Going south to the Mixtec front line, a round trip of more than a thousand miles, was a hard job. The symbolic meaning was far greater than the reality.
After all, the evil demon's head was announced with great fanfare, and slowly and slowly, one by one, city-states reported the news, and the whole plateau had long been aware of it. God King Avit must have received the news early on. And since God King has been
Not sending an envoy showed itself to be a neutral attitude, neither positive nor repressive.
The priests and elders are all old foxes, and they can tell the autumn with a leaf. After a little taste, you can feel that the God King is both fearful, trustful and helpless. In this case, going south to meet the God King is obviously
Effort is not rewarded.
But political form is always greater than reality. The high priests know that the God King has known it for a long time, but they still send people to solemnly convey the news to express the high priests' confirmation and attention to the "evil prophecy" and their respect for the "God King's authority".
"Respect and obedience. And the King of Gods will act as if he has just heard it, and hold a frontline prayer sacrifice to spread the news that "the evil spirits have arrived in the East China Sea, and the doomsday war between gods has begun" will be spread throughout the world in the name of the Lord God.
Army. 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!
"...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 kind of person is the God King?
What’s the plan?…”
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 priest group had not been obtained in advance.
He had received the secret instructions from the King of Gods. But the calmness 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 Tonatio. Tonatiu also nodded in return, and the two people's eyes met instantly, putting all his thoughts on it.
Bottom of my heart.
"Oh God King! He still favored His Highness after all, just like the biased fate, like the biased Lord God..."
Akap's smile did not change, but there was a sense of sourness in his heart. He had indeed met Avitt's secret guards, and knew the God King's next plan, which was to send Shulot into the high priesthood and become the thirteenth priest.
Elder, then become the fourth deputy chief priest and follow the path of pure divine authority. Although the rest is not said, it is naturally self-evident. This is to reserve the highest divine authority in advance and reserve the position of the alliance's high priest! This
What kind of imprisonment is this? What kind of persecution is this? This is clearly 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!"
Akap pursed his lips slightly, feeling uncontrollable and unwilling, like ants, silently biting his hope. He and Shulot had known each other since childhood and were very close. In fact, it was Shuttle who arranged for his grandson Shulot.
Companion reading. Strangely enough, he had never been jealous of the other person before. It was love and closeness 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 designated as the deputy chief priest of the high priest group, and even expected to be the highest high priest.
It disappeared like a cloud of smoke. His current triple identity is first as Avit's representative in the high priesthood, then as the chief god elder who inherited Kechar's political legacy, and finally as Kepana's husband 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 wealth, be a tortoise 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 exactly like you when you were young!"
The high priest Ugel smiled kindly and glanced at Akapu for a moment. Others could not see the thoughts of this main god elder, but he, an old and rotten tree, couldn't understand it more clearly. He shook his head slightly in his heart.
, with his face still kind, he said to everyone.
"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 Crow Vastek? There are also some discussions and arrangements with the feudal country in the lake..."
"Huh? Those things related to the feudal country in the lake?... Well, let's discuss it later! Let's discuss it later... Yes, let's discuss it again..."
High Priest Ugel waved his hands kindly, swaying his chubby body like a slippery fat catfish. He first stood up, ordered the temple guards to erect a long pole, and hung the four demon heads high on the
Under the pyramid of the temple, all the nobles and warriors passing by could see it. Then, he turned around and walked into the apse. Under 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 thousands of miles, from the alliance villages that had begun to burn, through the Tlaxcala Basin where new fields were being reclaimed, through the Shenshi City Valley where they were preparing to farm, to the desolate and ruined Mixtec front line. The southern expedition of Mexico
The Sika army was like a colony of dark green ants, devouring all the city-states, temples and noble estates along the way, burning the bloody fire that destroyed the old order all the way to the southern ancestral land of the Mixtec people in the highlands.
Arrive at the foot of Yunshan City with the Temple of Clouds!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Lord God! Four legions, 30,000 troops went south, conquering seven or eight forts... Finally, they completely opened up the Yunshan City Valley and reached the Mixtecs in the highlands.
The ancestral place of its origin is under Yunshan City!”
Carrying a basket of sunflower grass and wearing a high feather crown, Shulot climbed a hill on the west side of the valley under the protection of hundreds of cut-haired guards. In the narrow valley, there were a total of 30,000 alliance troops.
Stretching for several miles, the smoke and dust of the march went straight into the sky, and the noisy and solemn killing of the warriors startled the hovering birds. Then, he looked ahead and saw Yunshan City appearing high in the south, and even higher up, completely
The Yuntan Temple is like a walled city. He carefully looked at the topography of each city and village, saw Yunshan City at the height of half a mountain, and the Yuntan Temple completely located on the mountain. He couldn't help but gasp.
Got a breath of air-conditioning.
"What a Yunshan City, what a Holy Land of Yuntan!..."
"This is a flat mountain city, plus a mountain city?! It's like the smaller Yunshe Mountain City, plus the larger White Snake Hill City..."
"Lord God, Yunshan City is on the west side of the mountain, and Yuntan Temple is on the east side of the mountain. There are mountains to the north and east, so only the west and south can deploy the army... This kind of sparse terrain for upward attack, this
How many lives must be taken before a strong city in the mountains can be breached?..."
Xiulote had been in battle for a long time and quickly estimated the height of Yunshan City and Yuntan. Yunshan City was still within the reach of siege artillery. He just had to risk the blow from the city head and push the artillery up the hillside.
.As for the Yuntan Temple on the top of the mountain, we can only besiege it or use human lives to fill it...
"The Mixtecs refused to surrender, and there were thousands of warriors in Yunshan City... If they wanted to attack by force, they would need at least more than 10,000 men and militiamen, break all the small villages on the periphery, use up the arrows in the city, and throw spears
and lime... Then use heavy artillery to blast out the gap and fill it with thousands of warriors..."
Thinking of this, Shulot pursed his lips and looked a little ugly. Every plateau tribe in Central America likes to build cities on the mountains. The more important the ancestral land is, the more difficult the terrain is.
Without gunpowder weapons, it would be almost impossible to storm the city with cold weapons, and we would have to siege it for a long time...
"Dear Death God Priest Elder! The God King has ordered that the army has arrived at Yunshan City. However, the mountain city is too dangerous and everyone is a little afraid... I hope you will hold a divination to boost the morale of the entire army!"
"…good!"
Shulot was silent for a while and nodded solemnly. He looked at the "Flag of the King of Heroes" with a skeleton painted not far away, at the altar of the main god being built, and at the dozens of Mixtec gods guarding the altar.
Yi, gently touched the sunflower grass behind his back and sighed silently.
"There are clouds in Xunda, and the wind Lord is killing... It is time to sacrifice and die, it is a sign of great misfortune..."
"O Lord God! This place will be irrigated with blood, and there will be shouts in the wind. All the gods in the clouds will die, the strong wind will scatter the clouds, and the crows will fall on the bones..."
"This campaign in the south is like Qin destroying Chu, and then Yue..."