The firelight flickered at the top of the city, illuminating the shocked expressions of everyone; the night wind passed through the city tower, bringing the smell of blood lingering in the nose. Shulot's smile paused in the wind. His expression instantly became solemn, staring at the cloth in Chihuaco's hand.
Bag.
"Chief of Tarasco? Bring it here and open it!"
The personal guard immediately stepped forward and carefully opened the cloth bag. A white-haired head appeared in front of everyone. The head had an old face and a calm expression. The eyes were closed, and only the white hair was stained with blood. Puap couldn't bear to turn around.
He turned around. He lowered his head slightly and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.
Hulot stared at his head for a moment, then looked at Chihuaco. The old militiaman also looked calm and looked at him expectantly.
"The chief of Tarasco...the first achievement of this battle..."
The young king pondered for a while and looked at the surrendered general Ezpan.
"Ezpin, have you met Chief Hummingbird?"
Ezpin shook his head with a wry smile.
"Your Highness, I was just a miner before... and then I was just a militia captain..."
"Yeah. Summon the crocodile commander Osipai!"
Shulot nodded slightly and then fell into deep thought for a long time.
The young king has never met the chief of Tarasco, but he has been famous for this opponent for a long time and has always admired him. If the Kingdom of Tarasco is compared to a chariot, the young King Suangua is actually just a war chariot.
The warriors wielding spears in the carriage. Chief Zinzini is the driver who truly controls the kingdom. He was born into a glorious noble family and has been in charge of the kingdom for thirty years, assisting the kings of all generations. He is ruthless and flexible externally, suppressing the northern and southern Tekos tribes; strengthening internally
Centralize power and control the priests and nobles. It can be said that his understanding and influence on the Kingdom of Tarasco exceeds that of anyone in the world!
In this Western Expedition, the two Mexican legions encountered desperate resistance due to Chief Hummingbird's full mobilization in the Lake District. Without the assistance of new weapons, the second Western Expedition would probably have failed.
..Although the hope is extremely slim, Shulot still hopes to surrender the opponent...but now...
The young king once again looked at the head with calmly closed eyes, feeling an inexplicable anger and irritation in his heart.
Chihuaco carefully looked at the contemplative His Highness. His face was filled with longing and hope, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his heart.
The torches swayed, and the sound of the wind gradually died down. There was silence on the city tower, and even the air became chilly. Soon, a group of torches arrived from the tents outside the city, and then headed straight to the top of the city.
Osipi was wearing a nightgown, with messy hair and dark eye circles. He swept across the capital city full of fire and fighting, and his heart became more desolate, and even his steps became staggering. The crocodile commander lowered his head, and after a dozen steps,
He knelt down and saluted His Highness.
"Your Highness, I send my regards to you. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Well, Ospai, there are two main reasons why I called you here so late."
A faint smile appeared on Shulot's face. He stood on the tower, looked down at the majestic capital, and then glanced at Ospel lightly.
"The lights are extraordinarily bright tonight! Viewed from a high place, the city's fires, fallen flags, and burning temples are a rare sight in a hundred years! Ospai, you are a smart man. On the way here, you
It’s time to see clearly, what do you think?”
"Ah...feelings...I...the king was captured and the kingdom fell...Your Highness, the Lord God witnesses! From now on, I will be loyal to you!"
Ospai's heart was shaken and his eyes flickered. As smart as he was, he understood the meaning of His Highness in an instant. He was still struggling to resist in his heart, but his body honestly knelt on the ground and responded sincerely in his mouth.
"Your Highness rises like the sun! I will do my best to assist Your Highness and rule the land in the lake!"
"Very good. Ospie, please get up! Oh, there is one more thing I want to ask you."
Shulot chuckled, patted Ospai's shoulder gently, and then pointed his hand to the side and forward.
"Look, I got a new head, and I should be an old acquaintance of you. Well, what do you think should be done with it?"
Osipai's heart trembled. When he heard this, he looked around and saw an old head in the hands of the bodyguard. The crocodile commander was shaken all over. As soon as he recognized it, he fell to the ground in horror, his voice trembling.
.
"Ah, Your Highness...this...this!...I..."
"Why, don't you recognize me?"
"Your Highness, Chief Zinzini has been managing the kingdom for thirty years, so I naturally know him..."
"oh?"
The young king's voice rose slightly. He continued to ask with a smile.
"Osipai, how should we deal with it?"
"Bang, bang," the crocodile commander banged his head on the ground several times, and then said with tears in his eyes.
"Your Highness, although Chief Hummingbird resisted the Alliance and committed a major crime... he has outstanding prestige, a simple life, and a resolute character. In the hearts of the Tarasco nobles, he is a respected, feared, and trustworthy existence...
I was stationed at the border and was suppressed by the chief for more than ten years. I was always resentful in my heart... At this moment, when I saw his head, I couldn't help but shed tears... Since the chief has been beheaded, please give him your highness.
Retain the last bit of dignity and let him turn to ashes in the flames..."
Hearing this, Shulot's expression moved slightly and he nodded slowly. He sighed softly and patted Ospie on the shoulder.
"Okay, I will do as you say!...Osipai, I know that you value love and justice, and I also appreciate your talents...I will entrust you with the land in the lake, and you will be the highest-ranking person under me.
People from Prepecha. I treat you sincerely, but you can’t be half-hearted anymore! Otherwise..."
The gentle voice suddenly turned cold. The young king's face was expressionless and he looked at the old head again.
"Your Highness, I...I swear in the name of my ancestors!"
Ospie trembled all over and fell to the ground with all his strength. His defenses completely collapsed in an instant. Fear, awe, expectation, gratitude...all kinds of emotions surged into his heart, turning into a choked cry.
"From today on, I will die for you!"
Shulot stared at Ospai calmly for a moment, and then smiled. He stepped forward, shook the crocodile commander's hair, and smiled gently.
"I already know your thoughts. It's already late at night, go back and rest!"
Upon hearing this, Osipai stood up in a hurry and bowed deeply to His Highness. He glanced at the chief's head again, then staggered and left.
With a smile in his eyes, Shulot watched Osipai's figure disappear from the top of the city. Then he slowly turned around and looked at the two surrenders, and his smile turned cold.
"Chief Tarasco... did he have any last words before he died?"
The old militiaman looked at the expression on his face and felt a thump in his heart. Ezpan translated the question, and Puap lowered his head respectfully and repeated the chief's instructions before he died.
"Colima mountainous area, great chief, bloodline of noble chiefs, Prince Sartini..."
After listening to Ezpin's translation, Shulot's eyes moved slightly. He pondered for a moment and then sighed quietly.
"He arranged this before he died, almost posing a hidden danger to the alliance... What a dedicated and dedicated chief..."
Complex emotions arose in the young king's heart. He raised his eyes to look at Puap and asked expressionlessly.
"The head of your family has more trust than you and personally handed the prince into your hands. Then, you turned around, chopped off his head, and sent the prince and his head over. Puap, as a loyal warrior, you
Do you feel guilty?"
"I..."
Hearing His Highness's calm question, Puap was ashamed and ashamed, unable to say anything. Fear and guilt intertwined in his heart, and his knees softened and he fell to the ground, crying softly.
"Your Highness, I don't want this either...it's...it's Chihuaco...it was him who did it all the time..."
Hearing this, Xiulote raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the old militiaman coldly.
"Did you kill your own master and cut off his head?"
Seeing His Highness's eyes, Chihuaco's heart trembled violently, and a strong sense of crisis floated in his heart. The old militiaman immediately knelt down, kowtowed heavily three times, then raised his head and shouted urgently.
"Smart old man, this chief has never been the head of my family, and I have never received any favor from him. On the contrary, he destroyed my village, killed my fellow villagers, and even destroyed my family! He
He is a cruel tiger and leopard, a greedy wild wolf! He is my enemy!!"
"Um?"
Shulot's expression changed and he repeated.
"Enemy?"
"Yes, sir."
The old militiaman gritted his teeth and summoned up the courage to raise his head. He looked into Shulot's eyes and said sincerely.
"I am a farmer in a village in the Lake District. I have a hard-working mother-in-law, a fifteen-year-old son, and a thirteen-year-old daughter. Although the tribute in the village is heavy, we farm and fish, but our lives are not bad.
Not bad. Corn is made into pancakes, and pumpkins and beans are eaten. On weekdays, we plant some sweet potatoes and make clay pots and bowls. Even the bottom of the house is covered with bricks..."
Chihuaco's expression became dazed, and scenes from the past flashed before his eyes. He thought he had become cold enough, but at this moment, there was a warm current surging in his heart. But soon, dark and cold memories followed.
Come.
"Last spring plowing, I was busy in the fields, and my mother-in-law took the children to cook. The warriors came from the capital. I got on the boat, issued a spear, and without having time to talk to my family, I went to the village hundreds of miles away.
North. I guarded the fortress at the mouth of the river, and then I was taken on a boat by the gentlemen to a large lake, where I encountered a big battle. I will never forget the scene at that time in my life! Rockets were flying all over the sky, turning into
The fire demon exploded, countless ships were burning, and even the water was burning with flames!"
"The Battle of Lake Eurelia."
Shulot's eyes narrowed, he was actually a veteran who had participated in the Battle on the Lake.
"What a tragedy! The big ships collided and burned together. The gentlemen fell like corn stalks, and the militiamen were like weeds. Dozens of fellow villagers were almost dead in a short time, and only a few were left.
We were old brothers. We rowed a boat and fled back to the fortress at the mouth of the river. The alliance's legions soon followed. The city was besieged for several months, with whistling arrows flying, thunder roaring inside and outside the city walls, and fire demons burning on the top of the city. The city
The masters above and below the city all turned into weeds and burned withered in the flames. Then, the power of the God of Thunder came, and the west gate where I was stationed suddenly exploded, and the masters from the alliance poured in like a flood!"
"The Battle of the Bayou Fortress. You actually managed to escape!"
Shulot looked moved. He looked at the old militiamen in front of him, thoughtfully.
"I took my brothers out of the city, got a small boat, and fled to my home in the south. I was full of hope and wanted to escape the war and live the same life as before with my wife and children. But wait until I return to my hometown.
..”
Chihuaco suddenly burst into tears. Big tears fell from his eyes and wet the blood-stained black robe.
"The village is gone... the mother-in-law is gone... the sons and daughters are gone! This damn chief has been recruited three times in a row. There is not even a living dog in the village, only an old man who deserves to die! The old man's son is also gone.
He's dead, there's no hope at all. The last time we went out to see him, he was dead too, and his body was lying like a dog!"
"Sir, with just a few words, the chief ruined everything for us without even having to meet him! From then on, I regarded him as a life-and-death enemy! You said, I will kill him,
What’s wrong again!”
Chihuaco stared at him with tears in his eyes, his eyes red, as if he had risked everything. Xurotte lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding the gaze of the old militiaman, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
The face of Puap next to him changed drastically, and past memories flashed in his mind. After a moment, he looked at the old militiaman in shock, as if he recognized him for the first time.
"Old man Qi...you...you!..."
"Haha. That's it. The hummingbird warriors in the capital still didn't let us go. A few old brothers and I were conscripted into the city like wild dogs. We followed Mr. Huitu and were responsible for guarding the city wall. Then, I searched day and night.
I found my daughter after searching for her. She... was sent to the logistics camp... ugh... I couldn't help her... I made an oath to find every opportunity to provide for my mother-in-law and children.
revenge!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The alliance's army quickly went south and faced the damn king. We went out to rescue the city and saw the king's flag fall. The kingdom's cocoa fell,
The monkeys on the tree have also dispersed! I finally found an opportunity and contacted the nobles of the alliance."
"That's it! The king's army fought a decisive battle in the lake area plain. You not only escaped, but also delivered a message... You are really as tenacious as an immortal snake."
Shulot let out a faint sigh.
"Sir, we have led the alliance into the city. Not only for your reward, but also for the civilians of the capital! Sir, what does the outcome of the war have to do with us humble weeds? The longer the siege lasts, the more people will die in the city.
The more people there are; the more ferocious the attack on the city, the more people will die on the city. When the spring plowing is delayed, everyone will die! Aren’t those who died in front still ordinary people who were trampled on?"
"Sir, the chief of the palace is the enemy of the common people! He conscripted our men, collected our grain, and gave the common people's women to the beast-like barbarians. I don't know how many people were forced to die! I straightened my back and killed him.
With the permission given to me by the gods, I don’t feel any guilt at all, only full of joy and joy! And for the alliance, we have made so many contributions, have we ever made any mistakes?”
Chihuaco finally knelt and straightened his back, and looked directly at Hulot calmly. His face was so simple, the wrinkles were so old, and there were old tears in his eyes. However, when Hulot looked carefully, the old militiaman's eyes were
But it is extremely bright, like a deep morning star.
"Alas...the survivors have to live in vain...there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles...the kingdom is destroyed, and the people who suffer the most are the people, but no one can hear their voices!"
Shulot put his hands behind his back, looked at the night sky of the majestic capital, looked at the gradually fading firelight, and murmured a few words to himself. The king's ups and downs gradually calmed down. Then, he looked at Chihuaco again, his eyes calm and appreciative.
, the tone also became gentle.
"That's right! You and Puap are both right. You are the heroes of the alliance! He took the lead in dedicating the south gate, and I promised him the title of hereditary noble. You dedicated the gems and the head, what do you want?
..Speak up boldly and I will try my best to agree to it!"
Chihuaco's expression froze. He thought of his daughter and his future life, and his straight back gradually curved. The old militiaman thought carefully for a long time before he answered sincerely and carefully.
"Sir, I was born just a farmer, at most a militiaman, not a master. I don't want to order around others or have others serve me. If you ask me what I want, I just want to ask you to allow me to do it."
I want to have a healthy life! I just want to live a peaceful life with my daughter and son-in-law, and my family will no longer be drafted by the alliance, and I will no longer be oppressed by the samurai."
"Oh? Live a well-off life, with no taxes or gifts, and a stable life?"
Hearing this, Shulot was stunned. He thought for a moment, the smile on his face became gentler, and he continued to ask with a smile.
"It's that simple, is there anything else?"
"Also, I want to ask for a parentage for the brothers who are following me, so that they will not be like wild turkeys, running around without a safe nest. Finally, I would like to ask you to help find my son. Although he
He is probably dead, but I always think about it tightly..."
"Well, I will give your brothers the title of military nobility. I will also send people to help you search for your son. But..."
The young king showed a friendly smile and reached out to hold Chihuaco's hair. A plan that had been hidden in his heart for a long time resurfaced in his mind. And this time, he finally met the perfect candidate.
"Chihuaco, how are your water qualities?"
"Water nature? You mean swimming? I grew up by a lake, and my swimming ability is only a little worse than that of a fish."
The old militiaman felt the palm on his head, with doubts on his face, but crisis emerged in his heart again.
"Okay, very good! Chihuaco, countless noble warriors died in this Western Expedition, but you were able to escape all the way back from the northern border and survive the battle without dying. It can be seen that unpredictable fate favors you!
No matter what adversity you are in, you have the possibility to survive!"
"Ah? This!...Master, I'm just an ordinary militiaman, and I don't know how to fight..."
The old militiaman explained urgently, but was interrupted by His Highness's firm words.
"Don't worry! I'm not asking you to go to the battlefield, nor am I asking you to go immediately."
Shulot retracted his hand and stroked the smooth emerald. A smile of destiny appeared on his face, as if he had seen a distant country.
"I just want you to make two long trips in the near future!"
The mighty long wind blows through the gradually calming capital city, and the curls of black smoke rise into the vast sky. The long wind carries the light smoke, like a spirit flying in the clouds and mist, flying to the distant sky. And where the king's eyes fall, is in the boundless south