Chapter 1,507 Red and White, the Funeral of Destiny
"Your Highness the Prophet! After the Alliance legion ambushed and defeated the Zapotec legion, they did not immediately pursue it. We first ate the two thousand Zapotec vanguards, then let the armored warriors repair themselves a little, and let hundreds of Jaguar battle groups pursue them.
Attack and threaten! Don’t let them
There is a chance to reorganize! Look, there are at least a thousand Zapotec warriors lying down on this twenty-mile mountain road!... These corpses are scattered everywhere, and it is very troublesome to bury them... But the God King said
, the corpse must be buried as soon as possible to avoid the plague..."
"God bless you! These Zapotec warriors who died in battle really need to be buried as soon as possible. It is best to gather them together... The burial pit should be deeper. It is best to dig two people deep to avoid being dug out by wild dogs. And the burial pits should be dug out by wild dogs.
The location must also be far away from rivers and water sources, at least fifty steps apart..."
The sun at noon is very warm, and December on the plateau is like early spring. Wearing a blood-stained sacrificial robe, Shulot stood at the southeast entrance of the Yungu Valley, and his cotton shoes were dyed red from white. And there is a road leading directly to Waha
The mountain valley roads in the Kagu Valley were covered with red and white traces and stretched in twists and turns before his eyes.
"Merciful Sun God! I pray for your attention and your arrival! I pray for you to lead the souls of these war dead to the Kingdom of God in the sky. Whether they are Mixtecs or Zapotecs
People, or Mexicans from the Alliance, all have a common identity, the ancient glue people!…”
Xiulote lowered his head and prayed, not only to attract the souls of the dead Zapotec warriors, but also to the living war priests of the alliance. When they heard the revised sacrificial text from the divine prophet, the war priests of the Lord God looked at each other in confusion.
One person dared to speak out. It wasn't until Shulot looked at them calmly and recited it for the second time that the war priests lowered their heads and started praying together.
"The Lord God bless you! Whether they are Mixtecs, Zapotecs, or Mexica... all the dead are ancient glue people, going to the Kingdom of the Lord God!..."
The solemn prayer lasted for a quarter of an hour before everyone continued to move forward along the valley road. Xiulote stopped from time to time, picked up a few weapons and equipment left by the Zapotecs, and identified the leather armors on their corpses. He
Thoughts flashed in his eyes, and even though he had never directly fought with the Zapotec army, he had already sketched out the appearance of the other party.
"...The tougher leather armor will even be inlaid with thin red copper sheets at the heart. The cotton battle suit has a very good texture and has obviously been finely woven..."
"Long-range weapons include slings, spear throwers, and medium-sized single bows similar to those of the Tlaxcalans. Both spearheads and arrowheads are mainly made of obsidian sharp blades and a small number of copper arrows. As for melee weapons, they include horses
Kuwaite war clubs, red copper axes with wooden handles, stone clubs and hammers with wooden handles, and short-handled copper hammers that are more cumbersome but can handle medium armor..."
"They also have a very small amount of bronze axes, spears and longbows, which should be smuggled from the Alliance, or possibly from the Totonac Alliance... In general, the Zapotecs produce copper, cotton, dyes, and obsidian.
, has good leather armor manufacturing technology, and the equipment is acceptable!"
"As for their organizational form, they are based on small-scale tribal armies, and then grouped into teams of 60 or 80 people to form large armies. Tribal warriors with the same family crest often die together. Those with different family crests often die together.
The soldiers fled on the way back and died fighting separately... It can be seen from this that the same
Warriors from the Zapotec tribe have strong centripetal force and fighting will. In battles of less than a hundred people, they can compete with the city-state warriors of the alliance in combat strength. But once they gather into the form of the Chikipili Army, they can fight
In a large-scale battle, it is easy for each individual to fight alone and be defeated in one fell swoop..."
"Witness the Lord God! The Zapotec tribes have developed in the Oaxaca Valley for hundreds of thousands of years, but they are still in this loose tribal alliance state. They should have never faced a cold wave or encountered a large-scale grouping of northern canine descendants.
, the pressure of impact from the wasteland south. And the daily tribal struggle, the scale of about a hundred people is indeed enough..."
Xiulote's eyes flashed, and he gradually combined the Zapotec tribes in the intelligence with the corpses on the ground to judge their true combat power. There is no doubt that this is a "battlefield veteran" and a "great tactician"
"Instinct. But soon, he became mute
He suddenly laughed and shook his head in self-mockery. Obviously, in this magnificent southern expedition to annex the land thousands of miles away from the clouds, Avit would not give him another chance to lead troops. If there were no accidents, he would not be afraid of the Zapotec people.
Military analysis is completely useless...
"Let's move forward! We have to walk faster to reach the alliance camp in the middle of the valley before sunset! Let's repair ourselves one night and prepare for the ceremony tomorrow morning!..."
"Yes! Dear priests and elders!..."
The war priests all agreed. They followed Shulot's footsteps, stepping on the dark red soil and flowers, and rushed into the depths of the mountain road. And they always called Shulot "priest elder", which was very strange.
Few people call themselves "prophet".
After all, the nobles and warriors did not know the religious weight of the word "prophet", and they did not need to answer to the high priests of the lake capital. But the mid-level priests of the alliance knew very well. Once they shouted the word "prophet"
, is a clear and unmistakable statement that in the secret struggle for the alliance's theocracy, he has completely taken sides...
"Your Highness the Prophet! Look! This is the mountain camp we captured, the place where the Zapotec army's retreat was completely cut off! Yes, it's on that red hillside, that's the wooden camp full of gaps.
'Sheyao Village'!…”
When the sun set over the valley in the west, a blood-like glow fell from the brown mountains and filled the red valley road. The group finally arrived at the end of the trip, the "Snake Yao Village" in the middle of dozens of miles of mountain roads. It looked familiar.
On the battlefield, the commander of the royal army, Kua Kehu, grinned innocently again. The simple and proud joy was like eating a ripe tomato in one bite, and it almost overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Praise the Lord God! In order to 'double-team the cake' this time, the King of God has already arranged two mountain ambushes in advance, each with about 500 people, all of whom are elites drawn from various legions. They first set up an ambush in the Mixtec Mountains
After squatting for two days, they waited until the opponent's legion passed through the valley, then suddenly emerged from the mountains, attacked and captured the camp in the middle of the valley, and then completely cut off the Zapotec legion's return route!..."
"The God King is wise and brave! Unfortunately, the Zapotecs retreated too fast. As soon as the forwards were ambushed and defeated, the rear troops retreated without hesitation, much faster than when they advanced to support... Two groups of 500 people in the mountains
The ambush force had just captured the 'Snake Yao Village' where hundreds of Zapotec militiamen were stationed, when they encountered thousands of retreating enemy warriors..."
"Damn it! The first half-battalion of ambush troops were drawn from several city-state legions. They blocked it for two quarters of an hour, but were routed by the Zapotec rear army. Not only did they suffer losses,
Half of it allowed more than a thousand Zapotec rear troops to escape... Fortunately, the second ambush arrived in time! This
Half of the battalion's ambush troops were all from the God King's cut-off guards, who were extremely tenacious and tenacious. They fought to the death and finally closed the gap, leaving a total of five thousand Zapotec troops in the valley path! And then
, the main army of the alliance came from behind and completely annihilated these five thousand Zapotec warriors!"
"God bless you! This ferocious ambush was like the fatal bite of a jaguar, biting off the Zapotec people's necks! They broke an entire legion back and forth! All the warriors of a legion died here.
! And the Zapotec people are full of calculations. Oaxaca plus the coastal tribes, that is, three warrior legions... Haha! This battle was planned by the prophet and the layout of the god king, and the descendants of the Zapotec gods were wiped out with one stick.
, I was beaten until I fell to my knees!…”
"Praise the Lord God! In this battle, the warriors of the Royal Legion fought well! The Lord God will definitely bless you, and the Alliance will also give you generous rewards!"
Shulot looked calm, smiled, and listened quietly. He knew that this was Kua Kehu's performance, and he was indeed happy from the bottom of his heart for the alliance's victory. But soon, he
He frowned, looked at the legion commander Kua Kehu, and asked in a deep voice.
"Kuakohu! You just said that this battle was a 'complete annihilation'? Could it be that the alliance's legion did not capture any prisoners for sacrifice?..."
"Uh!...Your Highness...Your Highness the Prophet! It's...no prisoners were taken in this battle. The food, the orders, the revenge...as long as you pass this bend and climb the hillside, you can see the Zapotec people."
A dead body!…”
"Oh! So that's it..."
Shulot nodded slightly, without showing it on his face, but his feet suddenly sped up a lot. When he climbed up the red hillside and looked at the red and white at the foot of the mountain, he realized that this mission was not a "sacrifice to the Lord God."
, but a "sacrificial funeral"!
Thousands of Zapotec warriors and militiamen were seen turning into layers of corpses in a semicircular recess at the foot of the mountain surrounded in front of the camp. The dark red color gathered into a
It's like a sticky glue, covering the corpses of those who died in battle.
They formed a "crocodile monster" full of teeth and heads, like the chaotic "Xipaktri". A full five thousand Zapotec warriors died in this desperate valley, and their cries were carved into the soil.
, like their blood, like their outstretched fingers!
"O God! Five thousand Zapotec warriors and militiamen, plus two thousand warriors who died in the ambush, and one thousand along the way...an entire elite Zapotec legion, all died in this ambush.
Under siege!…”
The setting sun set, and the bloody setting sun reflected the last bloody light on the figure on the red hillside. Shulot lowered his head slightly, looked at his elongated shadow, stared at it silently for a long time, and then whispered to himself softly.
"This ambush brought an end to the centuries-old alliance between the Mixtecs and the Zapotecs. Their ancient alliance has since turned into a blood feud of betrayal..."
"A full third of the warriors from various tribes were lost here. Coupled with the entanglement and fighting in the previous two years, the backbone of the Zapotec people was completely broken..."
"And from Oaxaca to the seaside, the Zapotec tribes are so weak...the alliance army is marching south, and the complete conquest of the God King is unstoppable and is close at hand!..."