Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred and Ten Red and White, Fall of Cloud Mountain, In the Name of the Lord God
The sun was shining brightly, and marigold seeds sprouted from the soil, looking towards the quiet and peaceful valley. Ten days had passed since the funeral that shocked the Zapotec people. At the same time, a scene in Yunshan City
The funeral ended here, and the final soil was filled.
The noble children sent for help, the last clan elders who were unwilling to surrender, and the few priests who preferred to commit suicide were all buried in the burial pits in the Rain God Temple, becoming the last victims of the ancestral land of Yunshan City. Then, Yunshan City opened
At the city gate, the city lord Yun Shenshan held the clay pot of his ancestors, the priest and elder Yun Gushi held up the inheritance board, and dozens of Yunshan descendants dragged the rain god's stone plate and walked out of the city together with their heads lowered.
"Witness the Lord God! The tribes of Yunshan today surrendered one city and one fortress of Yunshan City to the powerful Mexica Alliance and surrendered to the supreme God King!..."
"The God King has an order! Come forward to see me!..."
The surrendered descendants of Yunshan gods, with disheveled hair, walked step by step through a thousand royal warriors holding high copper axes and wearing heavy armor. Then, everyone was ordered to kneel down. Only the city lords, priests and elders could meet the supreme god king.
And when the two of them continued to pass through a thousand armored guards with spears and shaved hair, a huge wooden chariot lifted by forty people appeared in front of them.
"The noble chieftain of Yunshan comes to meet the God King!..."
Until this moment, the two of them dared to raise their heads and saw the God King of Mexica, dressed as a god, sitting high on a wooden chariot. When they saw the indifferent expression like a god, both of them trembled in their hearts and knelt down together.
Salute. The moment to decide the life and death of the Yunshan tribes has arrived! Even though they have sworn an oath to His Highness the Prophet, whether the Mexica people will really let them go, and whether things will change, is still up to the God King's thoughts.
Let them not be convinced….
"Blessed by the Lord God! Yunguishan, the Lord of Yunshan City, leads the leaders of the tribes to bow to the supreme, brave, divine king of Mexica, who is as bright as the sun!..."
"Oh? Yungui Mountain, Lord of Yunshan City? I remember, isn't your name 'Sacred Mountain on the Clouds' (Iztactepetl Ometéotl), Yun Shen Mountain?..."
"Ah, witness the Lord God! There is only one true descendant of the gods from the Mexica royal family in the world! The tribes of Yunshan were originally arrogant howler monkeys in the mountains. It was not until they met the powerful Mexica royal family that they realized their insignificance...
From now on, we will never dare to claim to be descendants of gods! We are willing to dedicate the inheritance map, just to have a continuous fiefdom to worship our ancestors..."
"Oh? The board that the priest holds above his head is the inheritance board of the Yunshan tribes?!..."
"Yes! Yes! Your Majesty the God King, this is the oldest Mixtec heritage...I, Yun Gushi, the priest who has converted to the main god, would like to dedicate it to you, the truly great and incomparable god king!...
In front of you, no one can call you a 'god'. Even the ancient ancestors salute and praise you! ...Ancestors have witnessed! You have created a great cause like the Teotihuacan Empire. Even after searching through all the inherited myths, there is no one.
How can man compare with your divinity!…”
"Hahaha!…"
The God King's laughter resounded in front of Yunshan City. He walked down from the wooden chariot with a smile, came to the two of them, and took over the Mixtec heritage board with his own hands. However, he just looked at it briefly for a moment.
Looking at the ancient era pattern on it, he handed it to the bodyguard beside him. Then, with a solemn look on his face, he shouted to the two of them.
"Kneel down! Lower your head!..."
"Ah! Yes!..."
God King Avit stretched out his hand, shook Yunguishan's black hair, and touched Yungushan's gray head. Then, he stood in front of the two people who were kneeling on the ground, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised, enjoying
Feeling the joy of conquest. It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that he patted Yunguishan's face and asked.
"Tell me! How much food is left in Yunshan City?!..."
"Dear God King, the food stored in the city... is enough to feed 20,000 people for a year and a half!... We are willing to offer all the food and property, just to preserve the ancestors' sacrificial vessels and some rations for migration..."
"Twenty thousand people fed for a year and a half?!..."
God King Avitt's eyes flashed, and for the first time his face showed real joy. This large amount of food can greatly ease the food supply on the front line. And if Yunshan City really clings to it, it will abandon and sacrifice the old, weak, women and children.
, I'm afraid I can hold on for another two years... Avitt nodded with satisfaction, but his voice was still solemn and stern, as if it was coming from the clouds.
"Witness the Lord God! Yungui Mountain, Yunshan tribes resisted the alliance army, claimed to be descendants of gods, and believed in false gods. This was originally a serious crime of annihilating the inheritance! But now, you assisted the alliance and eliminated a Zapotec army, and you lost your way.
Return, return to the embrace of the Lord God, and dedicate Yunshan City and the stored grain..."
"The main god has both the flame of thunder and the warmth of light! Since Shulot has made a blood oath with you, it is the oath of the Mexica royal family! The alliance will abide by the oath and let go of the inheritance of your Yunshan tribes... And I, you
The loyal God-King, hereby declare...I allow you, the Yunshan tribes, and the twelve thousand tribesmen, to migrate and transfer their titles to the northwest end of the world!..."
"You can take a month's rations with you and, under the supervision of a royal regiment, go to the Mixtec coast along the southwest aperture! Then, board the feudal fleet in the lake and go to you in batches
New fiefdom. As for the subsequent rations, it will naturally be provided by the fiefdom in the lake..."
"Kneel down and kowtow! Serve the Lord God well and remember the kindness of the Mexica royal family! For the Lord God, open up the northwest of the world. This is the destiny given to you by the Lord God!"
"Yes! Yes! Thank you! The supreme, kind and generous God King!..."
Yunshenshan and Yungushi both knelt down and kowtowed twenty times in a row, which corresponded to the auspicious numbers in Nahua culture. From the beginning to the end, the two obedient old foxes never mentioned the surrender in front of the God King.
"Xulot" mentioned "His Royal Highness the Divinely Revealed Prophet". But when they looked up again, the wooden chariot of the God King was already far away, just like the "Holy Mountain" that was disappearing.
"The God King has an order! Enter Yunshan Castle! Control all important places! Hurry!..."
Soon, large groups of alliance warriors, fully armed, poured into each city and fort in Yunshan City, taking control of the key temples and city walls. And low gathering cries followed the Mixtec tribesmen who were driven out,
From the high fortress to the low
On the low mountain road, the crying continued, and the long queue also continued. In the end, everything turned into the migrating Yunshan tribe, slowly disappearing at the end of the southwest mountain road, disappearing towards the seaside
direction~~
The ancient Mixtec ancestral land and the unyielding Yunshan Fortress finally surrendered on this day. So far, the Alliance's Eastern Route Army has completely conquered the Mixtec Highlands and everything that needs to be conquered on the Eastern Route!
The Zapotec Alliance in the southeast has also lost all offensive power and can only rely on the camp at the mountain pass, anxiously waiting for the bloody future.
"God bless you! Shulot, next, the army will go west and encircle the last Shanhe City! Yun Chen in Shanhe City has lost the chance to surrender and is completely besieged by us. He and the descendants of Shanhe City will
It is the most perfect divine war sacrifice among the Mixtecs, dedicated to the main god who has been waiting for too long!..."
On the top of Yunshan Mountain, the ancient temple has changed its owner. The emblem of the main god has replaced the statue of the Rain God, hanging high in the center of the throne. Outside the temple, Avitt raised the corner of his mouth, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked
To the northwest separated by a mountain, Shulot was wearing sacrificial robes,
He bowed his head and stood behind him. Shanhe City was actually not that far away. It was less than two hundred miles from Yunshan City to the northwest. Of course, before the East Route Army attacked again, he needed to sort out the East Route Army.
Also clean up the great nobles.
"Xulot, do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, God King! Promote small nobles and warriors, deal with big nobles, and further consolidate military power... This is also the decree of the Lord God, and it is the path I need to follow..."
"Very good! Let's do it! I will summon all the generals and tomorrow at noon, we will reward you according to your merits and punish you according to your crimes! And those who deserve to be killed, you don't have to be merciless, in the name of the Lord God..."