The alliance warriors puffed up their chests and escorted the captives of the brigade, swaggering through the west gate of Xilotepec City, then circled the city for half a week from the south gate, and finally headed to the directly affiliated legion camp outside the east gate.
Along the way, the cheers of the Mexica city-state warriors shocked the entire city of Hilotepec. Xilot saw many city-state priests in feather crowns and cloaks, and the city-state nobles in gorgeous clothes, boarding the city head together, and hurriedly
Observing the prisoners in the Mexica team.
Commander Casal sent men to throw the flags of the Otopan city-state reinforcements at the gates of each city. Then, he asked the captured nobles of the Otomi people to shout outside the city to tell the story of the failure of the reinforcements.
Soon, the garrison at the top of the city became noisy and restless, and the number of guards on the city wall also increased. Xilote could clearly feel that after losing hope of reinforcements, the morale of Xilotepec City was rapidly declining.
reduce.
While showing the prisoners of war walking slowly, Cassar had already sent a messenger to inform the king of the good news of his victory. Under the drizzle, he arrived at the east gate camp dressed in fine clothes, but he did not see the king's enthusiasm.
The messenger of welcome, let alone the king himself in the highest imagination.
At that moment, Hulot seemed to see anger flashing from Casal's face. The accompanying Mexica military nobles also made some noises and dissatisfaction.
"The king despised the warrior, and the warrior's heart was softened."
Shulot lowered his head and thought secretly.
With an expressionless expression on his face, Casal handed over the prisoners and disbanded the outgoing legions. During a battle, the warriors needed to repair damaged leather armor and replace the worn obsidian blades on their war sticks. Later, Shulot followed Casal and led the army.
The officer corps entered the king's tent.
King Tisoke was sitting on a high platform, wearing a formal obsidian crown, a robe embroidered with gold sun, and a carmine cloak behind him. He carefully considered an old wooden board in his hand.
Fascinated, Hulot couldn't see clearly the pictures on the wooden board, but such wooden boards were usually used to record ancient mythological stories.
Next to the king was a strong man with cut hair in military uniform and a cold expression, the commander-in-chief of the army, the female snake Totec.
The commander-in-chief Totec raised his head and glanced over with the same cold eyes. The officers lowered their heads and greeted the king and the commander-in-chief on the stage. Shulote saluted in the same way, avoiding meeting Totec's cold gaze.
See.
At this moment, King Tisoke raised his head. He put down the wooden board in his hand, looked at the returning officers, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad! This battle was fought very well. Many prisoners were captured! The Supreme God will be satisfied with your captures!"
Then, Tisok did not ask for details of the battle and casualties, but looked at the commander-in-chief beside him.
"Totec, arrange for people to return the prisoners to the capital as soon as possible! Give them all to the chief priest of the Great Temple of Tenochtitlan!"
"Obey you, King!"
Tisoke looked indifferent and exchanged a few words with the officers, approving the fearless fighting of the generals under the blessing of God. Then he changed the topic and said with a slight smile.
"Witness the Lord God! Let's evaluate the merits of this ambush halfway!"
Hearing this, the leader, Casal, was about to come out to reply. However, Tisok waved his hand lightly and suddenly stopped him. Then, he waved slightly to Xiulote.
"Come! Shulot, tell me! People watching from the side will always know more clearly."
"I?"
Hearing this, Shulot was surprised for a while, and then felt a lot of pressure. The Alliance officers in front all turned around and looked at him. Cassar and Barda looked at him with fierce eyes. Avitt looked natural.
Smiling, Totec's eyes were as cold as a knife. Finally, there was the expressionless face of the king.
Shulot thought about it for a while, remembered the conversation with Avitt yesterday, and then stammered a reply.
"The Lord God witnessed it! The first decisive attack in Kasar, and then Barda's support... I just watched the battle on the top of the mountain, and I have no credit."
Hearing Xuelote's comments, Cassar and Barda showed satisfied smiles on their faces. Avitt blinked quickly in approval. Tisok raised his eyebrows slightly at first, seeming a little surprised.
He laughed out loud at the end.
"Ha! No need to say more about the last sentence. Everyone knows that you are just going to watch the battle."
After saying that, the generals also laughed loudly, and the atmosphere regained some harmony. King Tisok pondered for a moment before asking Commander Kasar.
"Casal, do you have anything to say?"
Commander Kasar raised his head proudly and spoke proudly.
"Blessed by the Sun God, the first contribution to winning this battle is that I led the Jaguar warriors in a decisive assault, which defeated the Otomi warriors in a matter of seconds! Then, Barda's assault was also powerful and effective, and Otomi
People were like turkeys, helplessly knocked down one after another. In the end, it was Avitt's perseverance that attracted the enemy's frontal attention and provided conditions for the assault."
Hearing this, Barda next to him also nodded. He stretched out his thick arms and patted his strong chest in agreement.
"Okay! The first one is in Kasar, the second one is in Barda, and the last one is Avit."
Tisok glanced at Avitt lightly, but the latter still smiled as usual.
"Then in this order, reward the three commanders, Chinampa, Yuyi, Cotton Cloth, and Slaves. Jaguar warriors will also be rewarded. Ordinary warriors will be promoted."
The big tent was noisy again, and everyone discussed the details of the reward, with joy on their faces.
Immediately, Tisok looked at Avitt's face again and said with a smile.
"Praise the Lord God! My dear brother, you have merited your perseverance this time. In the past month or so, you have taught Shulote, and it has been quite effective. Hmm... What extra reward do you want? Do you want to continue the intelligence and
What about the security guard’s job?”
Hearing this, Avitt looked solemn and spoke sincerely.
"The work of intelligence and security is related to the safety of the descendants of the Sun God. It has always been decided by the king. No matter who is used, it is your will and has nothing to do with gains and losses. How can it be used as a reward? This time I went to war, I just stood still.
On the top of the mountain, after all, there are not many results. As for Shulot, I am not his teacher, I just treat him as a friend and junior, and talk to him about life experiences."
Upon hearing Avitt's advice, Chief Commander Totec raised his brows and nodded in agreement.
King Tisoke smiled and nodded noncommittally. Shulot lowered his head and tasted a hint of danger. He now has a better understanding of politics.
In Central America, where there is no strict patriarchal inheritance system, sometimes brothers inherit the throne, and sometimes children inherit the throne, and important priests of the royal family also have the right to inherit.
The hearts of the Alliance do not have a fixed bias and are easily compromised by the winner of a political or military struggle. Every transfer of the Mexica throne is accompanied by cruel bloodshed.
King Tisoke has only recently ascended the throne and has not established any prestige. One of his eyes is on the control of divine authority over people's hearts, and the other is watching closely at all potential threats. Even if it is his brother, even if it is his brother,
That's a young man.
Shulot was still thinking hard, but unexpectedly, cold eyes were already staring at him.
"Xulot, what do you think? Do you want Avitt to continue teaching you?"
"Huh? Think about it! Avitt is a very nice person, and he treats me well too."
Shulot said with a simple and honest face.
"Oh. If that's the case, then Avitt, you can continue to teach Shulot!"
Seeing Shulot's simple reaction, Tisoke smiled slightly, and then asked seemingly unintentionally.
"Xulot, I heard that after this war, more than a hundred warriors decided to follow you?"
Hearing this, Shulot's heart immediately started ringing with alarm. He nodded and answered truthfully.
"Yes!"
"Oh! Then why do these warriors follow you?"
"It should be because I presided over the funeral after the war and guided the souls of the dead. There are also some warriors who believe that the victory of the battle has something to do with me."
"Well. Teotihuacan is the tomb of the gods, the bridge between life and death, and it is also the place where you were born. So, Shulot, tell me, can you really communicate between life and death, and contact the souls of the deceased?"
King Tisoke smiled slightly, his sharp and cold eyes falling on Shulot's face, carefully studying every expression.
As a devout theologian, Tisoke did not seem to doubt the priest's ability to communicate with God. Shulot quickly weighed that if he answered "no", then the previous funeral would be just a meaningless formality.
This answer will definitely be publicized later, and the hearts of new followers of the samurai will immediately be dispersed.
And if I answer "yes", I am afraid that I will be questioned further by the king, and it will increase the king's suspicion and fear. If it is connected with astronomy and astronomical phenomena...
Shulot pursed his lips and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the tall and cold commander Totec, who had cut hair and a striated face. The other man's extremely oppressive gaze was also focused on him, with murderous intent.
Since "can" or "can't" are neither good words, Shulot could only answer helplessly.
"Uh...I don't know."
"you do not know?"
Tisoke frowned and asked with some surprise and some seriousness.
"How could you not know?"
"Well...when there is a funeral, I can't directly see the sun god or the kingdom of the deceased, and I can't communicate with them."
Shulot had a confused expression on his face, and then tried hard to recall the contents of previous supernatural novels.
"But I can feel a hazy white light, which seems far and near, vast and vast. Not with my eyes, but with some kind of consciousness beyond the senses, like a dream while sleeping. I can feel that there is something ethereal.
A white light rose like smoke from the corpse of the deceased, and then merged into the white light group. Then the white light left and flew far into the sky. Then, I woke up and could no longer see any trace of the white light."
"White light? White smoke?"
Tisoke frowned, tapped the throne with his finger, and asked in a deep voice.
"Xulot, when did you see the white light?"
"In the process of summoning the gods, it's just that I can't communicate with white light or white smoke. Maybe it's because I'm just an assistant priest, and the priest's ability is far from enough."
Shulot looked ashamed and answered softly.
Afterwards, the theologian king fell into deep thought. His hands patted gently on the throne, making a cold sound. Hulot's answer obviously disrupted some of his original plans. But
The young man's expression didn't seem to be fake, which made him really believe in the existence of white light and white smoke.
Most of the commanders in the tent looked at Shulot in surprise. Only the smile on Avitt's face became more sincere.
After a long time, Tisoke came back to his senses and gave the conclusion with a normal expression.
"Xulot, your theological knowledge needs to be replenished. You are not an aide, but a high-ranking priest of the alliance. The Tengu priest is also a type of fifth-level hyena priest, affiliated with the great temple of Tenochtitlan.
.Since you were given the Tengu sacrificial robes in Teotihuacan, you have become the Coyote Priest of Tenochtitlan!”
"When this expedition is over, you can return with me to the great lake capital, Tenochtitlan! Ketzal, the chief priest of the Great Temple of Tenochtitlan, will be very happy to teach you how to use the holy city
The descendants of Teotihuacan. Perhaps the two high priests of the country can be combined into one in your hands!"
Hearing the words that the two high priest groups had merged into one, many officers exclaimed in exclamation and looked at Shulot with envy. Those were the pinnacle of divine power, two groups with the most sublime right to interpret myths.
King Tisok knocked at Shulot casually and drew an elusive distant vision. Then, without waiting for Shulot's reply, the king waved his hand and asked everyone to retreat.
"Phew! When will the young eagle get rid of its shackles and fly freely in the sky?"
After walking out of the big tent, looking at the vast and boundless sky, Shulot exhaled and longed for it.
