Chapter 353 The End of the Northern Expedition, Sacrifice Ceremony, Follow-up and Return
The sacred fire was blazingly lit, and the green smoke of the sacrifice rose in the square, bringing the breath of divinity. The altar was erected high, and the priests' chants echoed in the valley, like the whispers of the gods.
"...The sun rises in the wilderness, and the Lord God Huitzilopochtli ascends to the highest place! He is supreme, supreme, and omnipotent. He controls the divine heaven and earth, governs all the ministries of the world, and also rules the people of the wilderness
!...The supreme lord God protects the alliance and bestows the divine power of thunder and fire! Under the watchful eye of the lord god, the sacred Northern Expedition achieved a perfect victory!..."
Shulot was wearing complicated sacrificial robes and stood at the highest point of the altar. He held up the emerald staff, opened his arms, and prayed to the supreme god.
The square was full of solemnity. Under the altar and altar, there were hundreds of priests singing, thousands of warriors killing, and tens of thousands of surrendered Guakili tribesmen. At this moment, tens of thousands of people knelt down
On the ground, bathed in the light of the Lord God, kneeling at the feet of the King, offering his first surrender.
"Supreme Lord God! In order to thank you for your protection, I offer you the most noble sacrifice. He is the culprit of the southern invasion and the descendant of the god in the northern wilderness! He has the blood of divinity and was killed by the army of the Lord God.
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Shulot's chant became louder and louder, and the accompaniment of the priest group also reached the sky. Soon, the priest king waved his magic staff, and the eight wooden cannons exploded like thunder. The Guakili tribe in the audience showed horror on their faces,
Then it turned into deep awe. In the eyes of tens of thousands of people, the dead Chichika leader was dressed in wolf robes, lying on a stretcher sprinkled with spices, and was carried to the altar by four priests.
Shulot had a solemn look on his face, as if he possessed divinity. He secretly held his breath, chanted a few words again, and then threw Chichika's body into the holy fire. Then, he prayed to the Lord God again and offered the corpse of death.
Wolves, peaceful white-tailed deer, and a bumper harvest of river fish. For these two coyotes and white-tailed deer, thousands of warriors worked hard all day to catch them from the mountains to the east.
"Praise the Lord God, you give us long life! Praise the Lord God, you give us peace after death! Praise the Lord God, you give us the harvest of the fields...and the victory of the Northern Expedition!"
The chants of the priests of the main god echoed in the small town, accompanied by strange dances, as mysterious as the priests of the wilderness. The leaders of each tribe fell down in the front square, their faces full of awe. Behind them, there were dense crowds, like a colony of ants.
of Burakumin.
"Ozoma, isn't the Death Chief the incarnation of Death? Why does he keep praising this main god, the God of the Sun and the God of War?"
Chief Massat of Red Deer knelt on the ground. Although his face was full of awe, he did not seem to be affected by his low murmur.
"Shhh! Dudelu, what are you thinking about?"
Red Monkey Chief Ozoma looked pious and replied in a low voice.
"Isn't this simple? The main god is the biggest, and the god of death is the second. Although the chief of death is powerful, he is not old and is not the big leader of the Southern Alliance. Above him, there is also the big chief who is the incarnation of the main god. When the big chief dies,
The Death Chief will become the Lord God Chief!"
"Ah, so it can be changed? Then it depends on who has more magic power and who is stronger..."
"Of course! If you are strong, you will naturally be blessed by the gods... Right now, the Death Chief is the strongest, so why don't we just listen to him..."
The low whispers dispersed in the divine smoke and then stopped quietly. For the leaders of the wasteland, it is necessary to revere the gods, but after reverence is over, you can do whatever you want. If you want to spread the faith of the main god into the world,
Their hearts need long-term naturalization.
"God has come and is watching over His people! Offer your piety and give your souls to the Lord God!"
Soon, several high-pitched chants sounded. The priests poured dozens of kilograms of sulfur into several piles of sacred fire, and the blue flames rose. Seeing this mysterious spell, the Guakili tribesmen suddenly
There was chaos, and the shouts were filled with fear.
However, in front of thousands of elite warriors, they had no choice. Shulot looked around at the dense crowd, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
"People of the Lord God! Drink up the wine of blood, offer up your hair, surrender to the Lord God, and shine His glory!"
The sound of "dong dong" drums sounded in an instant, followed by the singing of the priests of the main god and the war dance of the Mexica warriors! Each tribe of Guakili came forward in groups of thousands to accept the baptism of the priests. The tribes
The red-haired warriors have always been fearless of life and death, and regard death in battle as their return. However, at this moment, when they watched their red hair turn into blue smoke and fly into the sky of the Mexica Kingdom, they actually showed deep fear.
Sakat and Ozoma were no exception. The two canine chiefs offered their hair, drank blood wine, and were led to the edge of the altar. They looked at each other, and for the first time, they saw the truth in each other's eyes.
Uneasiness. In this era, the rituals of gods and souls will always have practical constraints in people's hearts. In the wilderness where the king's power is beyond the reach, only divine power still has power.
Shulot stood solemnly on the high platform, watching the people in front of him. After the conversion ceremony began, he did not need to do it himself, he only needed to be a divine sculpture. With this free time, he lowered his eyes.
, thinking about the arrangements after the Northern Expedition.
The three armies pursued for seven or eight days and wiped out all the ministries in the valley. The East Route Army even caught up with the tail of more than 3,000 Red Crow warriors and bitten hundreds of canine-born men. Later, in Red Crow,
Under the leadership of the chief, hundreds of red-haired hunters fought to the death and boarded bamboo rafts and boats to cover the tribal brigade. Until more than 2,000 tribesmen went east along the Tampeng River, hundreds of elite hunters fled under the cover of night and pursued them.
The attacking legion then returned.
At this point in the Northern Expedition, everything has settled. Among the eastern dog descendants, the Red Dog, Red Stork, and Red Salamander tribes were completely wiped out. The Red Dog and Red Stork chiefs died in battle, and the Red Salamander chief disappeared. Red Deer and Red Salamander
The Monkey Tribe suffered heavy losses and surrendered to the Alliance. Only the Red Crow Tribe unexpectedly rose up, forcing thousands of tribesmen to flee eastward in a hurry without knowing where to go.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Before the Northern Expedition, there were about 60,000 to 70,000 Canine tribes in the east. During the Northern Expedition, which lasted for several months, 10,000 Canine men died or disappeared.
, more than 10,000 tribes migrated eastward, and three to four thousand old and weak fled into the northwest wilderness. The remaining 40,000 canine descendants all surrendered to the coalition forces. At this moment, they knelt at the feet of the king, converted to the supreme god, and accepted
Baptism by priests.
After conquering the valley, Xiulote had 40,000 more mouths under his command. The food seized in Parmus City was limited and could not support the army stationed for too long. After the sacrificial ceremony was held today, within three days, the first batch of more than 10,000 dog descendants
They will go south and embark on a migration road of more than 700 miles.
At this point, the Northern Expedition can be declared over. The three armies mobilized in June and July, sent out troops in early August, captured the valley in early November, and sacrificed the leader of the Red Dog. Thousands of people from the Red Fox Tribe fled westward, and 10,000 people from the Red Crow Tribe fled westward.
Fleeing eastward, three tribes, Red Dog, Red Stork, and Red Salamander, were killed in the battle. Four tribes, Red Frog, Red Cat, Red Monkey, and Red Deer, surrendered... The chiefs of each tribe came to the stage one after another, and then came to an end. Countless calculations and ambitions were scattered in the wind. Finally, it was
A vast expanse of clean white!
More than 100,000 canine descendants went south, more than 20,000 were killed or injured, and more than 20,000 fled. The remaining more than 60,000 tribes were captured and surrendered by the alliance, and will soon become the subjects of the kingdom.
"There are more than 60,000 people, most of whom are young and strong men and women. They are brave enough to fight and are excellent soldiers!"
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Shulot's face. After many battles with the canine descendants, he changed his original plan. It would be a pity if these fighting Guakili tribe were used as serfs.
. He plans to organize the various tribes into fifteen or six 4,000-strong flag brigades and place them in Hekou County, which has the smallest population. Later, a Guakili Corps will be formed among the more than 60,000 tribes, with two corps under its jurisdiction.
According to the king's promise, a battle group of 3,000 men was handed over to the red frog and red monkey chiefs respectively. Of course, this legion must first devoutly convert to the main god, accept the management of the war priest, and then integrate enough kingdom officers.
Shulot glanced at the chiefs who were lying on the ground, then moved his eyes to look at the guarding Otomi nobles of the three kingdoms.
At the beginning of the Northern Expedition, the three Otomi states mobilized a total of 16,000 warriors and 10,000 to 20,000 militiamen to maintain food routes. The Mexica Legion dispatched 8,000 elites, including 6,000 praetorian warriors and 2,000 military commanders.
Bow militia. At the end of the Northern Expedition, the Palmus Army had been disbanded, and the remaining thousand people were merged into the Mexica Army. There were still more than 10,000 warriors left in the remaining two states.
All in all, the three Otomi kingdoms suffered casualties of 5,000 warriors and thousands of militiamen responsible for transportation. After adding the Otomi warriors and canine prisoners, the Mexican Legion was still at full strength of 8,000 people.
.It’s just that such a long journey, which only lasted for three months, consumed all the food in the Otomi Three Kingdoms and Kawakou County of the Kingdom. From the perspective of actual logistics, the Southern Allied Forces’ military front could only go so far.
First the Canine invaded the south, and then the Allied Forces marched north. The Otomi nobles of the three kingdoms suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining noble private armies were deliberately integrated. Shulot planned all the way, and the kingdom was finally able to step in and transform the priests of the original god.
, initially took control of the three states of Otomi.
If I could describe it simply in one sentence, it would be that the three Otomi kingdoms had finally integrated from the disloyal appearance of the vassal alliance to the loyal subjects who obeyed the kingdom.
After initially mastering the three states, the number of inhabitants in each state was recorded. Before and after the Northern Expedition, the population of Otopan State in the south was approximately more than 200,000, which remained basically unchanged. The population of Guamare State in the west increased from nearly two
The population of 100,000 has been reduced to about 150,000. The northern state of Parmus has suffered the most, with its population reduced from 150,000 to 60,000 to 60,000, leaving only a fraction of the original number. Taken together, the population of the three states in Otomi
There are only over 400,000 people left in each tribe. You know, a few years ago, including the Xilotepec state, there were millions of Otomi people!
"The cruel war will cleanse everything, destroy the old production relations, and give birth to a new productive class... I will give birth to them with my own hands!"
Shulot opened his eyes, and the flames flashed out of his eyes. Now counting, the main achievements of the Northern Expedition are three. One is to capture tens of thousands of dog-born Dingguo, the other is to conquer the three kingdoms of Otomi, and the third is to
It was in the wilderness that we gained a solid outpost, Palm City.
Amidst the songs chanted by the priests, he thought about the follow-up arrangements of the Three Kingdoms.
"The state of Pamus continues to be autonomous by the local nobles, but the city of Pamus is directly controlled by the alliance, with Paramo as the city lord. The six thousand serfs and prisoners of war who have regained their freedom will be the most precious wealth in the city of Pamus.
Well, leave five hundred Mexica warriors in Páramo, one thousand Pamus warriors, and recruit another five hundred people from prisoners of war. This is two thousand warriors, enough to defend the city of Pamus."
After a northern expedition, more than 100,000 Guakili dog descendants were wiped out. Within two generations, none of the Guakili tribes had the ability to invade south. However, various tribes in the wilderness migrated to each other, chasing prey and water sources.
The large blank left by the Kili people may soon be discovered by the Toboso people, Jumano people and even the Koncho people further north, and then gradually migrate south.
"The Dingkou in the Palms Valley is still too thin. Even if we gather the surrounding refugees, there will only be less than 20,000 people."
Shulot stared at the blazing holy fire and was silent.
"It is still necessary to leave five thousand canine tribes to fill the population of the valley and establish a thousand-man canine camp."
Thinking of this, the king's mind flashed through the faces of chiefs, and finally settled on the most harmless face.
"Well, I have faced the power of new weapons, been frightened out of my courage by the Alliance, been betrayed by Red Fox and Red Frog, and experienced the despair of being sacrificed... It's you, Red Cat Chief Mizli!"
Shulot smiled faintly. After being captured, Mizli has been imprisoned in the Red Fox Valley and accepted the teachings of the priest of the Lord God. When the army returns, he will personally assess one or two to decide the opponent's fate.
"A flexible city lord, 25,000 soldiers, and 3,000 warriors. The balance between the Mexica, Otomi, and Guakili people... With this arrangement, even if they are separated by 700 miles, they can at least maintain contact.
More than ten years!"
The king lowered his head slightly, looking at the rich Parmus Valley and the vicissitudes of the city of Parmus. Then, his gaze continued southward, across the journey, to the mountain city hundreds of miles away.
"The Guamare State in the west maintains aristocratic autonomy, with Chief Chalki as its leader. The mountain city of Otopan in the south is a key node. Although it has promised autonomy, it needs to set aside a fiefdom nearby and station an army of the kingdom.
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Shulot sniffed the scorch in the air, his expression calm and relaxed. He had already thought about it, and his will could not be violated.
"The two thousand longbow militiamen of the First Lance Corps were stationed around the mountain city and built field camps! As for the vacancies in the First Lance Corps, they were filled from canine prisoners. The Guakili people happened to be good at shooting, so they would also
Settling in Hekou County. After the canine descendants converted to the Lord God, a thousand archers were dispatched to make up for the vacancies in the Imperial Guard Corps..."
The sun at noon gradually set in the west, and then slowly set. The rays of the setting sun dyed the sky red, and there was another brilliant sunset. The sacred sacrificial ceremony lasted for one day, and all 40,000 Guakili tribesmen were baptized.
And in the red sunset, under the gaze of tens of thousands of dog descendants, Shulot took off his sacrificial robes and put on the wolf robe representing the chief. Then, he personally stretched out his hand, facing the sacred red sky, and lifted Chichika's
The ashes were blown into the wind and scattered into the vast wilderness.
This is the tradition of the wilderness and the inheritance of the chief!
Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of Guakili tribesmen were stunned on the spot, and the small town was silent for a while.
Red Monkey Chief Ozoma was well prepared. He was the first to stand up, raised his hands, and with his bodyguards around him, shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Praise the Great Chief! The powerful Great Chief of Death is the real Lord of the Wasteland!"
Then, Chief Red Deer and Chief Red Frog also stood up and cheered. Within a moment, the shouts echoed in the valley, carrying a heart-shaking power.
"The Death Chief! The true lord of the wasteland!"
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Shulot laughed heroically and looked to the north. The wilderness in the north is two to three thousand miles away, and further north is the boundless North American continent. There is endless land and infinite journeys there!
The grand sacrificial ceremony came to an end in the night. Xiulote invited Chief Guakili and the Otomi nobles to have a dinner together. At the end of the dinner, it turned into a ceremony of allegiance. The king smiled and appeased each one and shook hands.
Everyone's hair.
Three days later, the first group of legions and tribes began to move south, and the subsequent southward movement stretched for nearly a hundred miles. The Guakili tribesmen blew horns, imitated wolf howls, sang sad songs, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.
They will leave the familiar wasteland and go to the unknown fertile land of the south and the powerful cactus kingdom.
More than ten days later, Black Wolf's King Banner left Palms City, escorted by thousands of soldiers, and embarked on the long road back south.
With the fluttering royal flag ringing, Shulot ascended to the valley entrance camp. He turned around for the last time and looked at the wilderness in the north. There was another red sunset, as if it was the call from the end of the mountains.
The king listened calmly for a moment and nodded. He smiled and said to the sunset.