"Luwei, my silly daughter... remember what dad said. You just hide in there tonight and don't come out! No matter what you hear, don't come out!"
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, squatted in the corner of the hut and whispered the instructions repeatedly. He stretched out his hand towards the ground, and his palm disappeared.
The fire pit inside the house shone with dim light, illuminating the simple thatched hut and outlining the shadows in the corners. It turned out that at some point, a small hole appeared on the dirt floor. There was a small figure hidden in the hole.
.The old militiaman touched the figure's head lovingly and couldn't help but say it again.
"Don't come out! Wait until dad comes back."
In the small hole, Little Reed nodded timidly. Next to her was a can of water, a few corn tortillas, and a small basket of dried fruits. Chihuaco squatted and looked at her daughter for a while, and then she remembered to bring her with her.
The gift that came back. He reached out and groped in his arms for a while, took out a rare piece of dried venison, and carefully handed it into the hole.
Smelling the aroma of dried meat, little reed's eyes shone with light. She took the dried meat from her father's hand and started to bite it. The piece of dried meat was very thin, the meat was not too hard, and the little reed was thin.
Biting it in the mouth, like a chewing hamster.
A gentle smile appeared on Chihuaco's face. He looked at his daughter for a while, couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch Luwei's little face, and then sighed.
"Luwei, daddy is leaving. Daddy has to do a lot of things today... I want to avenge you, your brother, and your mother... If I can't come back, you have to take care of yourself...
"
Little Luwei shook her head and freed her little face from Chihuaco's hands. Then she continued to happily chew the dried meat. She didn't know if she heard her father's words.
Chihuaco sighed again. How could such a young daughter take care of herself? He looked at it for a while, then reluctantly got up, brought two bundles of hay, covered the entrance of the hole, and left a hole for ventilation.
Then, the old militiaman looked around the simple home, threw the pottery pot to the ground, smashed it, overturned several pots, and kicked the straw bed everywhere.
After showing signs of being looted, Chihuaco took one last look at the direction of the cave. Reed was obedient and hid inside without making any sound. Only then did the old militiaman smile. He extinguished the fire in the fire pit and pushed away.
He left the door open just like that.
At the door, Wezti was wearing a turban and holding a spear, staring blankly at the moon. More than a week had passed in May, and the incomplete half-moon hung in the night sky, like a half-eaten pancake. The old militiaman left
He came forward and patted Du Mumu's shoulder hard.
"The wood has been packed away?"
"Well. There's nothing to deal with."
Wezti replied in a muffled voice.
Chihuaco nodded, then held the spear and strode towards the south of the city.
"Let's go. It's time to hit the road!"
Soon, the remaining old brothers also gathered over one after another. The group of people walked forward quietly under the faint moonlight without saying a word.
The capital at night is like the waning moon in the sky. The half near the city gate is the civilian area, which is desolate and desolate, with few firelights. The inner half is the aristocratic area, with bright lights and still noisy.
Further away, the tall "House of Wind" towers tall, and the eternal holy fire shines in the sky. Simple and sacred hymns are faintly heard in the wind. The priests pray all night, praying for the blessings of the gods and bringing
Victory also prays that the majestic capital city will never fall.
As the priest sang, a sneer appeared on the corner of Chihuaco's mouth. Soon, the sneer turned into a smile. A group of patrolling warriors passed by. The leading noble asked a few questions carefully before waving his hand to the militia warriors.
They "go away".
The group of people continued to lower their heads and arrived at the south city gate in silence. Puap had already been waiting here impatiently with a dozen warriors.
"Old man Qi, have you made all arrangements?"
"Well, yes. Where are you, sir?"
"Ha! What can I do to make arrangements? If I die tonight, will my mother-in-law and children survive? Besides, there are many people in the family. If we really make arrangements, I'm afraid the news will leak out."
"I am wise and courageous, and a man who does great things."
Chihuaco complimented in a low voice. Then, he looked at the city wall not far away and asked cautiously.
"Sir, where are the militiamen guarding the city wall?"
"They are all in the house. Today I went to get a batch of fruit wine, and then I found an excuse to gather the militiamen together. They drank wine all night, and they are probably sleeping soundly in the house now."
Puap was obviously a little anxious. He followed the old militiaman's gaze, looked at the few sparse figures on this section of the city wall, and said impatiently.
"Don't worry, these people on the city wall are all our people. The secret doors under the city wall have also been cleared. Now we are waiting for the Mexica people to come!"
Chihuaco nodded. He turned to the youngest Yauli and said.
"Xiao Yayuli, you are the most flexible. Take the joint token and wait outside the city first."
Yayuli blinked and walked towards the secret door. Chihuaco looked around for a while, then walked to the shadow of the wall and began to wait calmly.
Puap looked at the dark sky, and then at the firelight of the palace in the distance. He paced back and forth uneasily, walked for a while, and then couldn't help but speak.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
The old militiaman raised his head and looked at the direction of the moon before answering patiently.
"The moon has not reached its zenith yet. Don't worry, the Mexicans will come... They are more anxious than us."
The night wind blew, and a dark cloud slowly drifted in, covering the dim moon, and the sky became darker and darker. The wind whined past the city wall, like a deep elegy. Suddenly, several deep night owl sounds, and "croaking" came from the city wall.
came from outside the city.
Puap perked up. He looked towards the city wall and saw a torch on the wall swaying and circling it several times.
"The Mexicans are finally here!"
Not far outside the city, Necali lowered his body and raised his head, also looking at the swaying torches on the city wall. Then he turned around and shouted in a low voice to the elite scouts behind him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's it! Get close to the city wall and don't make any sound."
After saying that, the senior scout half-hunched over and took the lead to approach the edge of this section of the city wall. The city wall, which was heavily guarded during the day, was now empty. A large number of slings and ash bottles were placed at the top of the city, and Necali could see them in the palm of his hand.
Sweating. Next to the equipment used to defend the city, a few defenders poked their heads out. They looked at the Mexica scouts who were approaching quickly and just nodded happily.
"Come on, the secret door is here!"
A thin figure suddenly emerged from under the city wall. Xiao Yayuli waved his right hand vigorously, holding a red wooden sign. Necali pulled out the copper ax from his waist and stepped forward quickly. He looked at the wooden sign
shape, and gestured behind him again.
In the dim light of the moon, the Mexica scouts followed Yayuli's figure to a rough wall. Yayuli squatted down and disappeared from the eyes of the scouts. Nekali hurriedly stepped forward and leaned over.
After inspection, he discovered that there was an inconspicuous hole at the base of the wall. The hole was sloping to the side and downwards, and was extremely narrow, barely enough for a person to pass through.
"I hate burrowing like a hare!"
Nekali crouched and crawled into the hole, muttering bitterly. What kind of secret door was this? It was clearly a narrow tunnel! The walls on both sides were pitted and uneven, and the leather armor on his body was all scratched.
The scratches left traces. After crawling for a while, the senior scout's forehead started to sweat again. In this kind of terrain, he couldn't even stand up straight. Whenever there are two people blocking the other end, it's like poking fish on land.
, one poke kills.
After crawling hard for dozens of breaths, the hole on the other side was clearly visible. Necali held his breath and carefully reached out his hand to explore. Another pair of big, calloused hands grabbed him and pulled him up forcefully.
, and pulled him out of the hole.
"God bless us! We meet again, Mexica!"
Chihuaco had a smile on his face.
"Yes. God bless you! Thank you for your help, Prepecha man."
As soon as Necali stood still on the ground, he couldn't wait to look around. The tall stone wall was so indestructible, but it was already behind him. And in front of him was a magnificent and prosperous capital city! The magnificent pyramid lit the sacred fire.
, the towering Palace of Winds is illuminated by candlelight. And in the streets in the center of the city, there are countless stars and lights. The firelight flickers in the gardens of the nobles, just like the stars in the sky at night!
Seeing all this, Necali's face showed a wolf-like smile. He looked at it greedily for a while, then turned around and helped the scouts behind him enter the city. The old militiaman looked calm and watched as more and more Mexica warriors gathered.
.These warriors wear Tarasco-style leather armor and have lightweight copper axes tied to their waists. They look strong and resolute, just like the former copper ax guards.
The moonlight flowed quietly. About two-quarters of an hour later, more than a hundred Mexica elites had gathered at the tunnel, each wearing armor and holding an axe, with murderous intent in their eyes. Looking at these strong and indifferent Mexica warriors
, Puap shuddered and suddenly regretted.
Seeing Puap's expression, Nekali tightened his grip on the copper ax in his hand and grinned.
"Hey, Prepecha's partner. Next, it's time for us to open the city gate!"
Huitu Puap gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"Wait a minute... There is a lot of digging noise. If it attracts the attention of the patrol... we don't have enough people. By the way, the defenders in this section are my men, and they are all arranged in the big room in front.
, we also need to deal with them as much as possible. You can bring some warriors with me to capture them first..."
Hearing this, Nekali frowned. He asked doubtfully.
"You can't control your men?"
"I haven't been in charge of this army for long, and I don't have many reliable cronies. The fewer people who know about things like tonight, the better..."
"Okay! Lead the way."
Necali nodded expressionlessly. He looked around, estimated the number of people on the internal side, and began to take the initiative. The senior scout made a few gestures, and nearly a hundred Mexica warriors followed Puap and
The old militiaman walked towards a row of big houses not far away.
"Which houses are occupied?"
"In order to defend the city, all the residents close to the city wall have been moved away by the chief. There are only militiamen stationed here. Starting from here, all the way to here... When you block the door, I will send people to call them in batches.
Wake up and force them to join..."
"No need to bother!"
Necali interrupted Puap coldly. A cruel smile appeared on his face.
"Are all your people here?"
Seeing Nekali's cold smile, Puap felt a chill in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at the old militiaman. The other man sighed and lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything.
"Yes...but..."
"You go in, no one will be left behind!"
Necali looked at the Mexica warriors beside him and issued an order coldly. Hundreds of elite warriors held axes in their hands and nodded solemnly and obeyed. Soon, small teams disappeared like hunting wolves.
In the big house ahead.
"Damn! You..."
Puap opened his mouth to speak, but met the cold eyes of the senior scout. Feeling the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes, he wisely closed his mouth.
The dark night was full of tranquility, and the warm wind carried the fragrance of wine. Soon, a faint noise sounded in the house, accompanied by the sound of blood flowing after the ax blade penetrated the flesh. Several muffled screams came,
There was a bit of sadness in the dullness. Puap sniffed hard. He smelled the strong smell of blood, which seemed to come from his own hands.
Smelling the smell of blood in the wind, Chihuaco shivered violently. He raised his head and looked at Vezti beside him. Silly wood stared blankly at the cold Necali, thinking that he had beaten him so hard
The other party twice... He couldn't help but shudder.
Feeling the gaze, the senior scout tilted his head sharply and smiled coldly. Wezti immediately lowered his head quietly. Necali curled his lips and continued to wait patiently. After a while, the house quickly became quiet, and groups of people
The warriors walked out one after another. Their expressions were still calm, but the copper axes in their hands hung low, with blood dripping down.
"Are you all cleaned up?"
"Yes, clean, captain."
Necali nodded with satisfaction. He looked around and counted his palms, estimating that there were more than two hundred elite warriors entering the city.
"That's almost it. Come here and take us to the city gate!"
Facing the large group of Mexica elites, feeling the boiling murderous intent, Puap remained silent and could only nod silently. He took Necali to the city gate. All the nearby torches had been extinguished, and only the faint moonlight came from
The sky fell, falling on the cold warriors.
"These are prepared stone shovels...mainly the outermost layer...the inside is actually half-empty..."
Under the moonlight, Necali looked at the city gate that would be blocked, and frowned again. He pointed to both sides, and nearly half of the scouts spread out to the outside to block the area near the city gate.
"How long will this take?"
"Three quarters of an hour. There are enough people and strength. If you work hard, it will be about two and a half quarters!"
"Okay. Let's start working and hold on tight!"
"The moonlight is quite dark, can you see clearly? If not, light a torch."
Puap asked hesitantly.
"It's not necessary. The people here are all elite warriors who can fight at night... Before the city gate opens, the less noise the better."
"You're right!... Captain, there will be patrols at night... There are enough people here. We'd better go there and watch at the intersection in advance."
Chihuaco raised his head. He pointed to a big house half a street away and suggested with a smile.
Necali looked at the location of the big house and nodded slowly. A group of dozens of people walked towards the big house together. The fire pit in the middle of the house had already been lit, and there were a circle of pottery bowls, some cakes, fruits, and other items around it.
There were two open jars of fruit wine. Dozens of steps apart, there was an alluring aroma in the air.
"Hey, that's so clever! Whose idea was this?"
Nekali understood immediately. He smiled and looked at everyone, and the old militiaman also laughed. Everyone sat down in the room and poured wine into bowls. Looking from a distance, a group of people were having a drinking party, and it was a harmonious atmosphere.
The firelight swayed, time ticked, and the ticking sound rang from far ahead. Under the deep night, a group of warriors who had been patrolling all night finally strode towards this side holding torches!
