Chapter 250: The Inherited Slate, the Rise and Fall of the Kingdom
"Huh?...This is..."
Listening to Jatiri's serious words, Shulot also took two steps forward and looked at the second stone slab.
The picture on the slate is simple and clear. At a glance, you can see a large black cloud in the sky. The black cloud stretches out countless black lines, like endless heavy rain. Where the heavy rain falls, there are endless wavy lines, like a vast sky.
A big lake. There are some small islands that stand out in the lines, and in the middle, there are people paddling canoes. Among the people are nobles, warriors and small people in civilian clothes. They are holding up a richly dressed adult and throwing him away together.
Into the lake!
The young king looked at it carefully for a moment. There were many graphic symbols carved around the picture, including the sun, clouds, water, earth, corn, sacrifice, death and destruction. And the picture itself always gave him a familiar feeling.
, reminded him a lot. He asked thoughtfully.
"Is this...a great flood? A sacrifice?"
Jatiri smiled and nodded.
"Exactly! Your Highness, you might as well guess who is offering the sacrifice?"
"The clothes are gorgeous, and the person in the painting is an adult. He must be a prominent divine noble."
"Haha, that's right. It's the place in the lake, the prince of the Kingdom of Urishu!"
"What! The prince of the last kingdom in the lake?"
Shulot looked surprised. Sacred sacrifices sometimes use divine nobles as sacrifices, but the sources of the sacrifices are often prisoners of war or rebellious subjects. If a prince of the kingdom is chosen as a sacrifice, it can only prove one thing.
One thing... He looked at the knowledgeable elder.
"The king of the Later Urich Kingdom lost control of the country? This is a precursor to destruction!"
"Your Highness is wise!"
Jatiri smiled and praised. Then, with a solemn expression, he explained seriously.
"This happened two hundred years ago. It can be seen as the end of the Fourth Era and the beginning of the Fifth Era. According to epic records, at the end of the Fourth Era, there was a heavy rain that lasted for 99 days! The downpour of rain fell from the sky.
It fell and then gathered from the mountains on all sides. When the water level was at its highest, Lake Patzcuaro rose to a height of nearly ten people, Lake Quetseo rose to a height of six people, and the lower Lake Chapala even rose to a height of
More than ten people tall!"
"The water level has risen to the height of ten people! The lake will directly submerge under Qin Congcan's city!"
Hearing this, Xiulote was shocked. Even in this era, the average height of people is relatively low, and ten people are only about 15 meters tall. There are no dams around Lake Patzcuaro, and if the water level rises fifteen meters, the area of the lake will be
Expand several times!
"Exactly! At that time, Qincongcan City was not the center of the Kingdom in the Lake. The center of the Kingdom of Urishu was on the west bank of Lake Patzcuaro, near the Tacuro Plain. That was the resting place, where the birds came from.
Where the sky falls."
The knowledgeable elder looked at His Highness and smiled meaningfully.
"Your Highness, you fought with the Feather Prince of Chapala there. It is now a fertile village farmland, and before it was a lush puddle meadow. But earlier, under the soil brought by the floods, there was actually
The ruins of the ancient kingdom are being buried. The biggest threat to the lake area and the most important reason for the demise of the ancient kingdom is floods!"
"Two hundred years ago, a great flood swept through the land in the lake! The water levels of the lakes in the lake area rose and even connected together to form a vast lake. The higher hills and peaks have turned into islands of different sizes; the terrain
The lower valleys and basins became part of the great lake. And when the fertile lakeside farmland and the rich lowland villages were submerged by the lake, the turmoil in the kingdom in the lake could no longer be suppressed!"
"The gradually rising water level slowly submerged the densely populated lakeside communities, and also forced the people in the lowlands to migrate. These places were once the essence of the lake kingdom, with the largest population! The powerful nobles lost their fiefdoms, and many
The warriors and civilians lost their farmland. In a rare moment of unity, they marched together to the untouched highlands."
"However, these lands already had owners. Irreconcilable conflicts soon arose, and then turned into war! The nobles of the lowlands and highlands fought to the death, fighting for the land to survive. The raging floods hindered the kingdom's transportation, and also
The movement of the army was cut off. Under the impact of the flood, the king lost the power to rule the overall situation! Even he himself was forced to move with the royal family in the capital."
"Then, the sudden reduction of farmland and the downpour of heavy rain made the food harvest that year almost impossible! Where heavy rain gathered, loose barns would also be flooded, causing the stored food to quickly become moldy. Famine almost followed.
Later, it came with the footsteps of the flood, and it lasted longer than the flood!"
"The next few years were complete chaos. The original order of superiority and inferiority collapsed, and everything was respected by force. In order to compete for the highlands and islands, nobles fought with each other, and the blood soaked the great lake! In order to compete for food for survival, warriors and militiamen
They also fought with each other. They plundered villages, attacked noble fiefs, and even executed nobles to plunder manors with savings!"
"Soon, the king's sacred authority was also challenged. The powerful highland nobles openly questioned it, claiming that the king had offended the gods, which led to the disaster! With the help of caring people, such rumors spread quickly and quickly aroused
This caused the dissatisfaction of the people during the flood. The priests were also divided among themselves. They made voices that were unfavorable to the king and gradually fell in favor of the powerful nobles everywhere."
"Later, King Ulrich was forced to sacrifice his prince in Lake Patzcuaro to temporarily calm the anger of the nobles and warriors. However, when the king lost his heart and strength, such actions would only become more apparent.
His weakness. Within a few years, the king was poisoned to death by the nobles. Even though the floods had receded by that time and the land in the lowlands could be cultivated again, the collapsed order of the kingdom was gone forever!"
In just a few words, Jatiri vividly described the decline of the previous kingdom in front of the young king. Shulot couldn't help but walk to the window. He watched the heavy rain fall on Lake Patzcuaro during the rainy season.
went up, looking at the submerged fertile soil by the lake, and fell into deep thought.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Heavy rain brings floods, floods gather, lake levels rise, and submerge basins and valleys. Water control projects are needed... Similar basin terrain, Dujiangyan in Sichuan and Sichuan,
The dam of Lake Texcoco..."
Shulot whispered to himself, once again raising the importance of water conservancy projects in his mind.
The life of the classical kingdom was a water system, an agricultural area along rivers and lakes. Especially in Central America, where precipitation is concentrated, the amount of precipitation is variable, and rain and heat occur at the same time, a few droughts or floods are enough to destroy a civilization. He thought of the Mayan merchant Ti
According to Carlo's account, the end of the Mayan Golden Age hundreds of years ago and the destruction of the sacred city of Tikal were inseparable from the frequent droughts and floods of the Fourth Age.
The young king thought for a moment before raising his head again. He had a vague guess in his heart, but he still asked.
"Two hundred years ago, the great flood disintegrated the order of the kingdom of Urishu. So what will be the outcome of this kingdom in the lake?"
Jatiri looked at the calm Xilot with a smile in his eyes.
"Your Highness, you must already know this. Look here!"
The knowledgeable elder took two steps forward, stretched out his hand again, and pressed it on the third stone slab.
The third stone slab is a huge realistic picture. The majestic condor soars in the middle sky, and the majestic sun rises slowly from the east. The condor and the sun are together, overlooking the vast land. On the ground, a line of
People came from the northwest along the river, and the leader wore a divine crown with the wings of an eagle, which made him look particularly tall and eye-catching. On both sides of their path, there were nobles, warriors and civilians from the lake area who were holding tributes in their hands and lined the road to welcome them. Together they were walking on the lake
They settled on the border, built town houses, built a huge bluestone city, and built the towering Yakata!
Shulot took a closer look. The brushstrokes of this painting were ancient and old, but also carried a certain kind of leaping vitality. Around the picture, there were condors, hummingbirds, crocodiles, feathers, turkeys, cocoa... and other various
Patterns. These familiar patterns also appeared on the enemy flags on the battlefield of the Western Expedition! As for the content of this picture...
The young king spoke in a deep voice.
"The original mural in the main hall of the Palace of Winds?"
"Exactly! Your Highness, the unpredictable and terrible climate also forced the northerners to move south. The Chichimec descendants who migrated south came from the northwest and conquered the chaotic and divided Kingdom of Urishi along the way. Their number
Although they are few, they are brave and good at fighting and are unstoppable! The old nobles have already suffered heavy losses in the civil strife. They were either ruthlessly wiped out or surrendered. The warriors and civilians were also tired of the long wars and longed for a unified order, so they came to the army one after another.
The strongest surrender."
"The Legion of the Condor came all the way east with unstoppable force! They recruited surrenders and rebels, they divided the new nobles, and they became stronger and stronger. The tribe of the Condor traveled through the Chapala Lake area and across the Tacuro Plains, until
Under the Qin Cong Can City!"
Jatiri's voice had a chanting tone and even more ups and downs of emotion.
"There is no doubt about the final outcome, but the road leading to it is worth exploring. The new Kingdom of Tarasco was established on the fertile soil of the Lake Land! The Chichimec descendants who migrated south brought the advancement of the northern plateau with them.
With vitality, its capital is in the southeast of Lake Patzcuaro, a highland safe from floods, the city of Qincongcan.
Drawing on the experience of the destruction of the previous kingdoms, the kings of Tarasco in the past generations adopted a series of brand-new methods! They concentrated the power of the kings and built new direct strongholds; they managed the nobles of the kingdom and governed the occupied lands; they sought the majesty of the gods.
, control the power of the priests; they even merged with the Ulishi people in the land of the lake to form the new Prepecha people!"
Having said this, the knowledgeable elder lowered his head and saluted solemnly.
"Your Highness, let me tell you in detail! In the past one or two hundred years, these strategies have been effective and have been verified one by one. They will also be of benefit to your future governance!"
