"He wants half? He didn't do anything, but he wants half of the canine barbarians?... This is the strategy I thought of. I sent an envoy to contact Red Crow, and this is the final agreement I finalized!... Black Wolf opened his mouth and asked for half.
?!…”
The clipper carried the letter from the Mayan coast where the black wolf conquered, and returned to the beach of the Totonac Alliance. It took more than twenty days, directly to the end of May. And when Miava was wearing a white robe, lazily
Lying on the bamboo mat, she opened the letter and saw a domineering reply in four large characters, which made her shocked and angry.
"Lord Snake Mother... In addition to this letter, Marshal Black Wolf also gave you to his tribal noblewoman... and directly sacrificed Shenhu to the Lord God in front of the legion!..."
"What?! I trained carefully for so long before I trained a stunning beauty. I sent it to him all the way... He actually sacrificed Shen Hu! Damn it! This fierce and stubborn black wolf, this wolf that only knows how to kill people.
!…”
Miava stood up in shock, showing amazing flexibility, like a beautiful king snake. She clutched the reply letter in her hand, gritting her teeth with hatred, and her eyes flashed with a dangerous light, as if she was about to bite someone.
Like a short-tailed cat. But behind this anger, there is also a faint fear, and she thinks of the black wolf pioneer who broke into Jinwan City. Whether she is a snake or a cat, when she encounters a ruthless beast that refuses to eat anything, she will eventually die.
There is nothing I can do.
"Hey! For the sake of His Highness... take the first batch of two thousand barbarians that we just exchanged, and send one thousand to the Mayan coast, and go with the fleet transporting supplies!..."
After a long while, Miava reluctantly left the order and waved her cronies to leave. She lay back on the bamboo mat again, holding a small wooden sculpture in the shape of a human in her hand, and cursed in a low voice with grievance and even some resentment.
"You heartless! You cruel guy! I worked hard to run the Seaside Alliance for you, plan the inheritance of the Silver Crow for you, and get in touch with the Red Crow for you... I also gave birth to a smart and noble child for you.
My daughter! You still don’t believe me!…”
"Damn it! You can make those civilian generals with humble backgrounds one by one, make them some kind of great chief or whatever, and take full responsibility for the military and political affairs of a place... But when you come to me, you have created such a prison! What?
To lead three parties together? Let Bertard lead the East China Sea, the chief priest Yi Cui be in charge of educational affairs, and Black Wolf be in charge of the army and navy... But I, the woman who loves you the most, can only deal with government affairs with my hands tied, and I only have some useless things in my hands.
Tribal militia!…”
"Snake mother of the ancestors! I finally got through the contact with Red Crow, and the message tells you... but you ordered me to follow the seaside decision-making system. I must first obtain Bertad's permission, and also need the advice and approval of the chief priest and the black wolf.
…As a result, one of them wanted me to keep the food supply stable, another wanted to set up direct priests among the barbarians that were exchanged, and the last one just opened his mouth and wanted to eat half of the people!...I was really angry to death!”
Speaking of this, Miava's eyes were red with anger, and she even shed tears. In fact, her real purpose of directly communicating with Shulot was not to exchange barbarians, but to bypass the seaside power that currently restricted her.
system, obtain permission to handle various matters directly from Shulot. And as long as there is such a precedent, Shulot is not on the beach, and it is impossible to supervise everything on the beach all the time... She can slowly use the name of a man
, reach out your hands everywhere and grasp the real, more real power and strength!…
However, Hulot's reply not only did not contain any decisions about permission and disallowance, but also sternly warned her that the decision-making power must continue to be returned to the "Meeting of Four" on the beach. This was a clear signal that she was not allowed to cross the line.
Reach out!
And everything must be subject to the "Meeting of Four", and Bertard still has the highest veto power. After this group of barbarians are exchanged, even if some canine flag troops or barbarian guards are really established...she can control it.
I'm afraid I don't have much influence...
"Damn it! Crush you to death! Crush you to death!...Crush you to death, you cruel guy! Don't let me do anything freely!...Ah! You just like to tie my hands and feet, restrain my body, and ravage me to your heart's content
?…"
Miava's eyes were red, and even her neck was a little red. She squeezed the small wooden carving of Shulot's face tightly with both hands, wanting to bite him twice and break his neck. She rubbed the rough face on the wooden carving.
, her breathing gradually became faster, and her eyes became a little moist. Finally, she couldn't help but threaten, and shouted provocatively at the wooden sculpture like an unruly wild cat.
"Aha! Now, I have control over you! Not only will I pinch you tightly... I will also eat you in one bite! Eat you completely! Aha!!..."
After a hasty announcement, Xiulote's wood carving disappeared. On the bamboo mat, only the snake girl was left eating, laughing proudly, and standing proudly...
"Um!…"
Nearly a thousand miles away, Xiulote suddenly woke up, as if he heard something. He stood up quietly, put on a clean and solemn black sacrificial robe, straightened his half-meter-high feather crown, and then put on his back the bamboo basket for divination equipment.
, slowly walked out of his big tent.
The Mixtec Yunshan City and Yuntan are just a few miles away to the south. One stands on a platform halfway up the mountain, and the other towers on a higher mountaintop. Together they control an area of more than ten square kilometers around them.
This was also the last territory in the entire Yunshan City Valley that was in the hands of the Mixtecs.
Further south, the tribes in the valley behind Yunshan City have been swept away by the surging Mexica army. Under the custody of 30,000 troops, tens of thousands of captured tribesmen worked day and night, and two rough trenches have been dug.
, surrounded Yunshan City and Yuntan respectively. The Mixtec defenders on the city also tried to sneak out of the city to attack, but after two attempts and hundreds of casualties, there was no movement again.
Looking around, thousands of Mixtec warriors and militiamen were gathered at the top of Yunshan City. They shouted and cursed outside the city for days, and their morale was obviously not bad. The fences under the city were cut down.
The pits and bamboo sticks have also been filled in, leaving only Taicheng, which has the final terrain advantage. Up and down the platform of Yunshan City, thousands of corpses are lying densely, some whitened with lime, some blackened by fireworks, and some
There were arrows stuck in their necks, and some had their heads smashed by falling rocks...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Most of these corpses are Mixtec warriors who were captured by the Alliance and then driven to attack the city, as well as hundreds of warriors from the Mexica Legion.
.And the result of the final attack on the city was like this platform littered with corpses. The few battle losses on the city proved the futility of the strong attack...
"The Lord God bless you! May your souls ascend to the kingdom of God, whether they are the people of the clouds of Mixtec or the warriors of Mexica..."
Shulot looked at it for a moment, lowered his head and prayed sincerely for a while, guiding the wandering souls of the deceased to the direction of the sky.
At present, the east-route army of the southern expedition has completely cut off the connection between Yunshan City and the surrounding areas. Even the southeastern valley road that communicates with Zapotec has captured the northern half. Avit specially separated an army and established
Taniguchi Camp, confronting the Zapotec reinforcements in the southeast to avoid unnecessary small-scale fights. What is left is to step up the siege of Yunshan City. However, Taicheng is such a natural and dangerous place, as the Mixtec people operate several
The century-old ancestral land cannot be captured by force. Even with the help of artillery, it still can't do much...
"The cost of storming Taicheng, tens of thousands of casualties during the siege, is unbearable for the alliance, so it can only besieged... The wet rainy season is coming, and this long siege will not last long... Mister
Will the will to conquer people be as strong as that of the people of Tlaxcala?..."
Shulot has no answer to this question. On a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, and with the blessing of the dangerous terrain, personal bravery or wisdom often cannot change anything. All the army can do is to continue to siege the city! The siege will last until the rainy season.
They went back and forth, until the Mixtecs ran out of food, and until they surrendered, Taicheng fell completely!
"Witness the Lord God! May is almost over... In order to maintain the morale of the legion, on the Lord God's Day every month, I will host a ceremony to sacrifice prisoners to cheer up the whole army!"
Thinking of this, Shulot shook his head slightly. He looked at his clean hands and understood his grandfather's feelings more and more. Then, he looked at the hill where the altar was located, where he presided over the ceremony, and his eyes suddenly focused.
"Hey! Who are those people?..."
On the altar on the hill, the mysterious Bagua flag flew together with the traditional flag of the main god. Around the altar, there were clearly some nobles and warriors kneeling, muttering words and praying devoutly. These familiar whispers floated over, just as they
It was the inexplicable sound that woke up Shulot...
"Huh? It's not the time for sacrifice yet? The direction of these people praying and kneeling... seems to be facing the Bagua flag? Others seem to be facing this direction... They are facing me.
?!…”
Shulot looked at it for a moment, his eyes moved, as if he had some realization.