Chapter 276: New Years Eve Festival, Alliance Grand Scene!
The winter sun rises from the long lake in the east, sparkling on the vast lake surface, and dyeing the white stone city of Tenochtitlan golden. The cool breeze blows from the northern plateau, raising the
The bright divine curtains in the houses were lifted, and the gorgeous feathered clothes of passers-by were fluttered. When the morning light faded, hundreds of priests lit the sacred smoke in celebration at the same time, and a faint scent of pine filled the air.
Today is an auspicious day for the New Year Festival. The sky is only dimly lit, but the capital city in the lake has already woken up from its slumber. The noise of hundreds of thousands of people is deafening, and even the clouds in the sky have dispersed! Soon, communities everywhere are surrounded by gods.
The morning prayers began in the church, announcing the beginning of the ritual of worshiping the gods. The singing of the community priests was high-pitched and clear, accompanied by the desolate bone xun, flying bamboo flutes, and heavy leather drums, and then turned into waves of cheers.
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The thunderous sound spread far away from the eighty neighborhoods of the capital, all the way to Lake Texcoco. The waterbirds migrating south also woke up from their slumber. They chirped loudly, spread their wings of various colors, and circled in the sky of the lake area.
Fly!
With the help of his concubine, Shusoke had already finished dressing up and was standing in the courtyard of his home, looking up at the boundless blue sky. He had long been accustomed to being in charge of the house alone. After returning to the capital, he did not live in the high priest's house.
Go and say hello regularly.
At this moment, he was wearing tight-fitting leather armor, a high-end battle suit with eagle feathers, and a gorgeous eagle helmet raised high on his head. He looked extremely majestic. After looking at it for a moment, the determined warrior took out his long bow and aimed at the flying bird above his head.
The white wings suddenly opened the bowstring.
"Buzz..."
The half-opened bow string made a heavy sound and made a low trembling sound, but there was no flying arrow. It turned out that it was just a free shot.
"The white bird is flying freely in the sky, and the long bow is stored alone in the house. It is an auspicious day for the New Year and the sacrificial ceremony, but the sky is so beautiful!"
Shusok murmured two lines of poetry, then smiled and shook his head. He put the long bow on his back, put a war stick on his waist, touched the dagger tied to his leg, and strode
Push the door open and go out.
As the deputy leader of the Eagle Chapter, his duty today is to lead the legion to defend in formation under the Great Temple, which means standing there fully armed for a day. For a resolute warrior, such a duty is not hard.
, not to mention there are festivals to see.
Walking out of the courtyard, you are faced with a boiling hustle and bustle. Tens of thousands of people gathered on both sides of the street, forming circles one after another. Both nobles and commoners were wearing the most colorful costumes, laughing, singing and dancing, praising the Lord God.
Glory, celebrating the victory of the Western Expedition! This is the boundary between the nobles and the common people, and it is also the place where the procession celebrating the gods will pass through.
Soon, the procession came from the temple area. Hundreds of warriors led the way. Under the guidance of the high-ranking priests' singing, two hundred civilians moved forward slowly and steadily with their backs bent and carrying a wide and gorgeous wooden altar.
March.
The cheers of the crowd suddenly became louder, and the praises were intertwined like drum beats! From time to time, nobles bowed their heads and came forward, placing fruits, flowers, gold ornaments, silver ornaments and gems as tribute to the gods on the edge of the altar. And on the inside of the altar, surrounding
There is a circle of cactus flowers symbolizing sacredness, followed by a circle of turquoise symbolizing immortality, and in the center stands the symbol of the supreme god: a golden sun with a diameter of more than one meter and a weight of more than one ton!
In Europe of this era, a ton of gold was a huge wealth that made all kings salivate. But for the Mesoamerican civilizations located on gold and silver mines, a ton of gold was just a ritual vessel for worshiping the gods. In the lake
The capital city of Tenochtitlan is the center of Central America, where the most wealth in the world is gathered! Excluding silver and gems, the gold reserves alone are hundreds of tons, scattered in every noble manor, courtyard and tomb!
Shusok stopped and bowed his head to the leading third-level priest. The priest sat high on the shoulders of eight people, with a solemn and majestic face. It wasn't until he saw Shusok's face clearly that he put on a full smile.
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"Praise the Lord God! Captain Shusoke, the New Year Festival has begun. May the Lord God bless you!"
"Praise the Lord God! As the chief priest, can I offer gifts and pray for blessings under the sun of the Lord God?"
"Of course! The blank area under the golden sun is reserved exclusively for noble people like you."
The third-level officiant waved his hand, and the parade stopped. Shusok thanked him sincerely. Then, he took a step forward, took out two pearls from the Lake Michencho area, and carefully placed them on the golden sun.
Then lower your head and pray silently.
"Lord God bless you! My father, may you be in good health...My son, may you spread your wings and soar..."
After a while, Shusok ended his prayer and greeted the officiant with a smile.
"Priest, thank you for your kindness. May I have the honor to know your name?"
"Haha, I am Areli from the Glory Priest family in the capital city. My father Yazar is a colleague of the high priest, and is also one of the twelve priests and elders..."
Hearing this, Shusok's eyes flashed. The root of the word "Aza" is related to war. This priest family should have an ancient heritage of serving the God of War and is deeply rooted in the capital.
"May the God of War bless you! Priest Aleili, I am going to guard the Great Temple, so I will say goodbye to you!"
"The God of War bless us! Captain Shusok, the priests and elders are all in place in the main temple. The immortal elders should appear after the sun rises... You have to hurry up!"
"Thank you for the reminder! Praise the Lord God!"
“Praise the Lord God!”
The two lowered their heads, saluted each other and said goodbye, and the procession continued to move forward.
Shusok walked as fast as the wind and soon arrived at the entrance of the temple area. Here, an Eagle Regiment of thousands of people had gathered, all fully armed and standing in awe, waiting for the two leaders. He looked around and saw that Stanley had not yet
When he arrived, only the captains of each battalion saluted him.
Shusok smiled warmly and returned the greetings one by one, then walked to the head of the team and stood still. The towering pyramid temple was right in front of him. The priests had already lit the blazing sacred fire, and the blue sacrifices of the team were also brought from various temples.
He was escorted out of the cell. He looked at the gradually brightening sky, looked at the endless offerings of sacrifices, thought of his elderly father preparing sacrifices in the big temple, and sighed softly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The New Year Festival will last for three full days, and the high priest will personally operate... my father's body..."
While he was thinking, the giant bear-like Stanley had appeared at the end of the street, his brows and eyes full of flying spirit. He roared loudly and greeted everyone, and then hugged Shusok's shoulders.
"Haha, praise the Lord God! Shusok, my old friend, we meet again!"
"Praise the Lord God! Greetings to you, Captain Stanley!"
"Haha, the sun is dazzling, the clouds have dispersed, and the sacred sacrifice is today! It is such a good day of flowers and blood, I have been looking forward to it for a long time!"
Stanley was in a high position at a young age, and he was always unrestrained in his publicity. Faced with Shusock, who had a similar status, he was quite close to him.
"I just watched a human sacrifice game on the road. There were a few wonderful shots. The opponent was hit with blood and fell to the ground with broken bones... Don't tell me, although the Tekos warriors are barbarians from the mountains, they can't play ball well.
But he is really brave, much stronger than the warriors of Tarasco! I watched two games in a row, both of which the Tarasco team lost and the whole team was sentenced to sacrifice. When they were sent to the altar, someone actually peed.
My pants are off! Haha!”
Hearing the exciting football match, Shusok also smiled and nodded. Then, he asked with some doubts.
"Stanley, isn't the Human Sacrifice Stadium in the temple area? Where were you looking just now?"
"Oh, Shusok, you have only been in the capital for two or three days, and I don't know many of the arrangements. Among the captives escorted to the capital after returning from the Western Expedition, there were four thousand Tekos warriors and four Tarasco warriors.
Thousands, and there are more than 2,000 noble men..."
"There are too many captives participating in the sacrifice! The priests and elders have a distinguished status and are only responsible for sacrificing the nobles of Tarasco. The remaining two warriors all devoted themselves to the human sacrifice field. The respected king is kind and generous.
Four new courts have been added to the aristocratic area and the common area, so that all the people in the capital can party together!"
"Ah, what? Ten thousand people are going to be sacrificed in this big sacrifice?"
Hearing this number, Shusok took a breath of air. Even though he had been on the battlefield and was used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he was still shocked. You know, the total number of residents in an ordinary city-state is only about ten thousand people.
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"Haha, Shusoke, it turns out your math is not as good as mine!"
Stanley laughed. In his eyes, the lives of the enemy are just weeds on the roadside, and only the brave are worthy of admiration.
"Eight thousand warriors threw themselves into the human sacrifice stadium and competed for three days. Half of the losers became sacrifices on the small pyramid, and half of the winners became slaves to build the king's palace. Oh, and the injured in the game were also added. The elders sacrificed
The nobles who sacrificed... This festival probably happened to sacrifice one Hikipili and eight thousand people! Haha!"
Stanley smiled and patted Shusock on the shoulder. Then, his expression became solemn and his eyes were bright, showing some rare wisdom.
"Xiusoke, compared to the achievement of annihilating the Kingdom of Tarasco, this number is nothing! The Tekos barbarians are unruly and always resist and run away. It is too troublesome to manage, so it is better to send them to the stadium to please the people!
Those who were taken to the capital were all diehard loyalists of the Kingdom of Tarasco, senior warriors and inherited nobles who controlled power and wealth. We Mexicans destroyed their country, occupied their fiefdoms, and killed their
Relatives have taken away their wives and daughters, and divided their wealth. Do we still expect them to be grateful and sincerely surrender?
...Haha, only low-level warriors and nobles are worth recruiting, because the alliance can give them more! As for other people, whether they are senior warriors, divine nobles, or the Condor royal family, they are all sent to the altar and donated.
Supreme Lord God!”
Shusock thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. After a moment, he looked at Stanley with some suspicion, sizing up his broad forehead and giant bear-like body.
"Stanley, who said this? It doesn't look like something you could come up with."
"Of course it's me!..."
Under Shusock's scrutinizing gaze, Stanley shouted the first half of the sentence loudly. Then, he looked embarrassed, paused, and finished the sentence in a low voice.
"...Listen to the words of the respected King Avit."
Shusok smiled softly, with an expression that showed he had known this for a long time. Stanley's face turned red, and he turned around and roared.
"All eagle warriors, get ready! Head to the temple area and guard around the big temple! The immortal elders are coming soon. If any suspicious foreign envoys approach, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Roar!"
The Thousand Eagles roared like beasts, and followed the group to set up defenses around the big temple in the temple area. As the guards of the Sun God, they were only responsible for the safety of the big temple. In the temple area, there were already
Three thousand royal warriors, one thousand jaguar warriors. These five thousand most elite alliance warriors are enough to overwhelm everything!
As Xiu Suoke walked forward, the majestic temple became taller and taller. The sixty-meter-high twin pyramids were like the snake mountains of the main gods in mythology, casting large and magnificent shadows on the ground, making people unable to help but feel their inner reverence.
.At the top of the big temple, there are more than a dozen small dots with high feather crowns, wearing solemn high-level sacrificial robes. They are like messengers of the gods, standing high above, overlooking the entire capital city in the lake.
Shusok squinted his eyes and looked at the solemn and old figure at the head. That figure also cast his gaze over. After a moment, the resolute warrior lowered his head and shifted his gaze.
He glanced at the Human Sacrifice Stadium in the corner. The nobles were sitting on the carpet with relaxed expressions, eating desserts mixed with maple syrup and honey, drinking cocoa with vanilla and chili peppers, and talking loudly about the exciting games. From time to time, there were those who were defeated.
The team was escorted up to the surrounding small pyramids and rolled down amidst cheers, adding a bit of bright red and sweetness to the temple area.
In this cruel era, everyone turned a blind eye to this level of bloodshed and was accustomed to it. The nobles continued to talk and laugh loudly, enjoying the dried fruits of the four seasons, including sweet and sour cactus fruit, pineapple, unicorn fruit, horseradish, etc.
Rice crackers, cherimoya, monstera, and the delicious and extremely popular dark-fleshed persimmon.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Inside the stadium is the square of the temple area. Beautiful dancers dance, dedicated musicians play divine music, and solemn singers praise the gods. From time to time there are
An inspired poet would step onto the high platform and recite a newly composed poem, which would elicit cheers or shakes of the head. Occasionally, a nobleman from the capital would step forward to show off his erudition and magnanimity in front of everyone.
Various poems describing the Western Expedition were the most popular, and even foreign envoys listened hard, asking in low voices from time to time, and then uttering low exclamations.
Shusok listened for a while, and only heard something like "His Royal Highness the Divine Enlightenment turned into a running black wolf, projecting lightning that exploded like thunder, and the strong fortress collapsed." "The priests prayed to the Lord God to come and destroy the God."
The tree turned into a roaring tree man, throwing indestructible stones"...The determined warrior then smiled reassuringly.
Shusok smiled and led a large group of eagle warriors through the lively crowd. Soon, he came to the steps of the great temple. A group of temple warriors in black wolf costumes lowered their heads to two
The leader greeted them and respectfully handed over two upright spears. This special spear was five meters long, with a large banner of the main god in the middle and a disheveled head on each top.
Shusok sighed softly, his expression suddenly solemn. He took his spear and held it upright with both hands. Then, the resolute warrior looked up and saw that it was Tepetel's fresh head. He looked again
When he glanced at Stanley's spear, the head at the top was already withered and blurred, but he still had the same angry look.
"Who is that?"
Shusok recognized it for a moment and confirmed that he had never seen it before.
"Haha, this is the head of Prince Tarasco, Commander-in-Chief of the South Road, Queius!"
Stanley looked at the head, laughed heartily, and then felt a little emotional.
"This guy is a very capable person who is good at fighting! He made the highest main garrison on the South Road airtight and blocked us for almost a year! I personally led the team and charged several times, but was beaten back in disgrace and even my knees
Xanadu was hit by an arrow. After Suangua escaped, he blocked us for more than a week. He is considered the most capable marshal in the Kingdom of Tarasco!"
"Kuiyus, commander of the southern route?"
Hearing this familiar name, Shusok was a little surprised.
"Didn't he escape?"
"Haha, he escaped to the Mixtecs. If the grassy Cloud People could be relied upon to live, domestic guinea pigs could fly into the sky and climb trees!"
Stanley looked at the Mixtec envoys in the distance and smiled disdainfully. These nobles of the People in the Clouds were humble in manners, never made big movements, and even spoke slowly. They were wearing gold
The robe is inlaid with silver, and there are shining hollow gold rings on the wrists and ankles, which looks very unbeatable.
"No, the people of the clouds entertained Queius with delicious food and drinks for several months. But when the news came that the king had defeated the Tlaxcala Army, they immediately turned against him and drugged him to bewitch him, and then cut him off.
His head was sent here to admit his mistake and show his loyalty to the alliance. Tsk tsk, look at the wide-eyed expression before his death. A hero of this lifetime must be so unwilling before his death!"
After hearing Stanley say a few more words, even Shusock was a little emotional. He suddenly remembered a poem his son had said, which was very consistent with the Mexica people's concept of destiny and the current scene, so he chanted it in a low voice.
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"When the God of Fate favors you, the divine sky and the earth will grant you the power of victory! But when the God of Fate leaves, even the immortal heroes can only sigh helplessly in defeat!"
"Huh? Shusoke, this poem is really good! Who said it? It doesn't look like you could have come up with it."
Stanley praised loudly, and then looked at Shusok suspiciously.
Shusoke's old face suddenly turned red. However, if he copied his son's poems, he would just copy them. He could still say bad things about me.
"Of course it's me!..."
The two of them held spears in their hands, with their backs to the Great Pyramid Temple, laughing and talking like this. The sun soon rose into the sky, and it was already bright.
Suddenly, a wave of fanatical cheers suddenly sounded from the square in the temple area. In a moment, it was like a thunderous thunder, shaking the whole world! Everyone in front of them, no matter the nobles, priests, warriors, or even foreigners
The envoys all showed sincere awe and bowed to the ground like fallen cornstalks!
The two captains suddenly became awe-inspiring. They held spears in their hands, lowered their heads, and knelt down on one knee. This kind of performance of surrender by everyone, both internal and external, was only possible! Soon, hundreds of priests shouted in unison.
Prayers. The sounds of prayers rolled down from high places, deeply shocking people's hearts.
"Praise the Lord God! The great Sivacohuatl, the immortal sun of the Mexica people, the incarnation of the sublime Lord God, the supreme elder, comes to earth!"
