The brilliant morning sun rises from the sky, and the morning light floats like golden threads, converging into streaks of morning glow. Shulot and Avitt stand side by side, with the burning red sun reflected in their pupils, and the pride of the distance in their chests. Until the sky becomes white,
The sun could not be looked directly at, so the two kings said goodbye to each other.
Shulot returned to the big tent. He summoned the senior scout Necali and asked in a low voice a few words about last night's progress. Then he nodded with satisfaction and asked the other party to prepare for the birth. Then, the young man waved his hand and asked Bertard to go first.
After going to rest, he took out a roll of fine cotton from his arms and unfolded it carefully.
Taking advantage of the sunlight from the zenith, Shulot looked expectantly, and sections of crooked handwriting came into his eyes, with simple paintings interspersed between the sections.
"...Xulot, I haven't seen you for a year! You know, I miss you so much. This is how I look when I miss you..."
Shulot looked carefully and saw a simple little figure drawn at the end of the paragraph, sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, and a few red roses in front of him. The young man was lost for a moment, and then continued reading eagerly.
"...Little Avelot has grown up, half as big as me! It is not afraid of Xiaoqing now. It can fly very fast and bring my thoughts to you...It can fly
Very high, very high, until it is as far away as you... But, after flying, it will always come back to me... You will come back too, right?..."
Shulot blinked his eyes. He looked at the simple bird, next to it was a white cloud, and below there was a little snake with its head raised... His thoughts poured into his heart like a tide.
"...I am now a qualified pharmacist! I can remember the characteristics of hundreds of herbal medicines, I can make many healing potions, and I can also mix happy holy water...My father said that I am a plant.
The elf of Shulot, I said, 'No, I am the elf of Shulot.'...Well, my father suddenly became unhappy..."
Seeing this, Shulot laughed out loud and felt warmth flow in his heart. Behind this paragraph was a small hand with a green herb in his hand. When he touched the painting at the end of the paragraph, it was as if he was holding a girl's catkin.
, with a gentle and delicate touch.
"...I have grown up a bit, and the maids all said that I am very beautiful, like a beautiful white flower... They also said that my body will smell like a flower, but I can't smell it myself.
..Hmm, is this true? Shulot, would you like to come smell me and tell me the answer..."
The boy's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to read, listening to the girl's voice.
"Okay, draw a flower, and then draw a hummingbird... I am a little flower, waiting for you. I want to turn you into a hummingbird, and fly very fast, all the way to my
Around me. If a hummingbird lands in a flower, I will wrap it up and he will enter my heart...
...I will also feed him sweet dew, the very sweet kind...Well, if you don't believe it, you can kiss me...
...I still want to look into his eyes from day to night, like the stars in the sky..."
Shulot forgot to breathe. A strong desire surged in his chest, even making him feel palpitations. He looked at the girl's painting and imagined her appearance. At this moment, he wanted to turn into an eagle and fly.
Returning to the capital city in the lake, I want to hold her in my arms and never let go...
After a long time, the young man pursed his lips and read the last epilogue.
"...Xulot, I heard a lot of news about you in the capital...Everyone praised you...I am very happy, but also very worried...The battlefield is very dangerous, and you and your father must be well.
!You are the two people I love most in this world...
Before the expedition, my father once asked me a terrible question. 'If one of Shulot and I died on the battlefield, who would you choose?'... I was very scared, very scared... I told
Father, 'If the gods must take someone away, I will choose to sacrifice myself'... Father was silent for a long time... He promised me that he would be fine... Xiulote, you must also promise
I..."
At the end of the letter are two little samurai figures. One is taller, holding a weapon in his left hand, and the other is shorter, holding a weapon in his right hand. And between them, there is another simple figure. She has two hands.
Hold a warrior's hand and put a bright smile on your face.
Shulot was silent for a long time. He stared at the painting at the end, at the smile of the villain, and missed the distant person. After a long time, he carefully rolled up the letter again and placed it close to his heart. Then, he touched
He found a soft sachet. The boy sniffed the sachet and found a faint floral fragrance inside. He opened it carefully and saw a bunch of hair inside.
Shulot was stunned, slowly lowered his head, and pressed the sachet tightly to his face. After a while, he murmured a promise.
"Yes. You are a flower with fragrance... I promise you... you will be fine with Avitt..."
The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and the spring flowers are blooming in the wilderness of the Lake District. The promise of the young king will also accompany the flowers and drift in the long river of time~
At the same moment, not far away, on the south wall of Qincongcan City...
"Is this the letter from His Highness Mexica?"
Huitu Puap stood in the corner next to the attic on the city wall, surrounded by only a few trusted warriors and militiamen. He raised the white paper above his head, turning it over and over carefully under the light of the morning sun.
"Old man Qi, what exactly is written on this?!"
Puap stared blankly for a long time, his eyes widened, and he shouted in a low voice in confusion. He stared at the square characters on it, his head as big as a bucket, as if he were facing the sacred inscriptions of a temple priest.
"Sir, that's a very good question! How can I, a militiaman, know the sacred writings of the Mexica people?"
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, smiled, avoided Puap's fist, and then stepped forward and whispered.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sir, the noble I met last night told me... look at this corner! This graphic is the seal of His Highness Mexica."
Puap looked carefully and saw only three neat squares surrounded by a circle of red marks. This was precious carmine dye.
"Master, look at the pattern under the seal. There are two little figures here, and the kneeling figure is you!"
"What? You are the kneeling villain!"
Puap slapped Chihuaco on the shoulder, and he grinned in pain. Since returning to the capital, he has gathered more than ten or twenty confidant warriors, and he is still the noble master. The reinforcements collapsed, and the chief family warrior of Hummingbird
Most of them were killed in battle, so they paid more attention to the remaining people. Now, Master Puap is not only responsible for the defense of the south gate of the capital, but also has more than 500 new militiamen assigned to him.
"Sir, I don't have to kneel down even if I want to! Look, the one standing there is His Highness from Mexico. He is holding your hair and conferring a title on you. The yellow robe you are wearing has a long green robe.
Feather is the symbol of the second-level hereditary nobility!"
After hearing this, Puap's eyes almost glowed. He looked at the picture in the corner greedily, as if he wanted to swallow the letter. After a while, Master Huitu suddenly sighed heavily.
"Alas! My Huitu family has served the Hummingbird family for several generations. My ancestors all died on the battlefield, and I am still just a low-ranking senior warrior. Until the chief showed mercy, sir, I have only been a military aristocrat for a few months. I don't have to be punished.
The nobles and priests are shouting and shouting, but in fact it is nothing... His Highness, Mexica, is a hereditary noble..."
"Sir, aren't you a hereditary noble? It's as tall as a cocoa tree, much taller than a corn stalk! From now on, you will be a great noble of the alliance, and even your son will be a great noble!"
Chihuaco said with a smile, his tone was really envious.
"That's good, that's good...it's just that I'm in a daze right now...the chief is not kind to me after all!..."
Puap sighed as he carefully rolled up the letter and put it away close to his body. Then he stretched out his hand and asked eagerly.
"You said His Highness also gave him a piece of his jade talisman? Where is it? Give it to me quickly!"
Chihuaco smiled coquettishly. He reached out and groped in his arms for a long time before reluctantly pulling out a delicate jade charm.
"Master, this is a token of contact. Even the nobles who send the letter are envious! I heard that with this jade talisman, I can see His Highness in Mexica... You must keep it!"
"nonsense!"
Puap snatched the jade talisman with his hands. He looked carefully at the engraving on the jade, which was also three neat squares, exactly the same as the one on the letter. Then Master Huitu smiled happily, put the jade talisman close to his body, and said with a smile
road.
"Okay, that's great. Your Highness is so generous! Old man Qi, let me tell you, the money promised is nothing. Is there nothing in this city? Master, I can lead you to get more! ... But only
Only by relying on His Highness can we keep what we obtained..."
Chihuaco nodded in agreement. Then he put away his smile, looked around, and his old face became serious.
"The Mexicans said they would do it the night after tomorrow."
Puap also stopped laughing. He waved his hand and asked the cronies around him to disperse, and asked in a low voice.
"When exactly?"
"After the moon rises in the sky and everyone goes to sleep, a group of elite scouts will enter the city first, followed by a large group of warriors. However, the city gate has long been blocked, and it will be a lot of trouble to enter the city... I will go there more
Prepare some ropes for climbing the city..."
"Ha, don't worry about this!"
Having said this, Puap showed a proud smile on his face.
"The city wall is very high, and it is easy for people to find you when climbing the city. Old man Qi, you are from the countryside and don't have much knowledge! In fact, there is a secret door in the south city wall. It was originally a passage to facilitate the defenders to attack, but later it became a smuggler.
It's a secret way into the city. Ha, there are not many people who know the secret door. I am one of them, sir. My father made a fortune by doing this! As soon as I returned to the city, I sent a few warriors to the south.
The secret door of the wall is in your hands."
"Ah, the secret door? Where is it? Master, I guard the city wall every day and I don't see any loopholes!"
"Stupid! If it can be seen by others, can it be a secret door? Of course there are arrangements inside and outside, and only one person can pass through. But recently, there have been a few warriors from noble families who have been hanging around the secret door.
.It seems that there are quite a few people who have this idea, so I can’t delay it any longer..."
"As for the South City Gate, I was the one who led you to block it in person. When I was working on it, I kept a hand, and only the outermost layer was blocked. As long as there are enough manpower, it can be blocked in just a few quarters of an hour.
Get it open inside!"
"Master is really wise!"
Hearing this, Chihuaco bowed in admiration, with a smile on his old face. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice.
"Manpower is a problem. I only have about thirty people I can trust. Most of them are militiamen who lived and died together during the last expedition, and some old brothers from the same country. Master, how many people do you have?"
Hearing this, Puap smiled awkwardly.
"What difference should we make between you and me... There are not many people in the family, and I dare not call many of my old acquaintances, for fear of leaking the news... I have about twenty reliable people on hand, all of whom are samurai."
The two raised their heads and stared at each other for a moment. In this big city with tens of thousands of people, more than fifty people were really insignificant and not worth mentioning. After a while, it was the old militiaman who spoke first.
"Master, don't worry, you have five hundred militiamen under your command! The villagers don't have much to worry about. They were all recruited to defend the city. Let's entertain them with good wine and food these two days. The night after tomorrow, we'll wait for Mexica
As soon as the scouts enter the city, we will control the militia, and then we will fight together! Once the city gate is opened and the large group of warriors enter the city, there will be nothing to worry about!"
After listening to the encouragement of the old militiamen, Puap nodded vigorously.
"Old man Qi, you are good at militia work. Come with me these two days!"
"Okay!...Master, actually I have another idea...when the Mexicans enter the city and there is chaos everywhere...we..."
After listening to Chihuaco's words, Puap leaned against the pavilion on the city wall, sullen and silent. The sun shone on the pavilion, casting a long shadow, which also covered the face of the dust warrior.
"master?"
Chihuaco's eyes flickered and he asked tentatively.
After a long while, Puap took out a long breath, and his voice seemed to come from the deep abyss.
"It's up to you! Alas, the three gods forgive..."
The low voice dispersed into the wind and fell into Chihuaco's ears. The old militiaman shook the bronze spear in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips. He raised his head and looked at the bright sun in the sky. Sunshine
It fell on his face, gradually spreading and spreading into a deep smile.
"Master, you are wrong. It is the blessing of the Lord God."