The temple hall was filled with a sense of solemnity, accompanied by the silence after the explosion of thunder. The king's words were like rolling thunder, reverberating in the ears of the two people, shocking their hearts.
Sky Horta was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out from the back of his neck. He fell down on the hall with a bang and kowtowed heavily.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty!...I...I was wronged, I was deceived, and I have no objection! Your Majesty!..."
Shulot watched coldly, then looked at Huitu Puap.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Huitu Puap kowtowed three times, until his forehead nearly bled. His thoughts were racing and he struggled to speak.
"Your Majesty! The leader of the Zicao tribe deceived us and gave us psychedelic drinks. These...these are all crazy words after drinking. I have long wanted to report myself to Your Majesty, but I am afraid...The Lord God has witnessed
!I have absolutely no second thoughts! If I have the slightest thought of betraying Your Majesty, my body and head will be separated, and my soul will fall into the abyss forever!..."
"That's right! This is what we were forced to write when we were drunk and insane... Your Majesty! We went south at starry night to attack the Lithospermum family and suppress the nearby nobles. We have never been disloyal! The Lithospermum manor has been completely reduced to ashes, and the surrounding area has been completely reduced to ashes.
The nobles have also been pacified... We are your loyal hounds, biting all rebels!"
"Witness the Lord God! Your Majesty, our hearts are full of loyalty! You are our only sun! ... Bang! Bang!"
The two kept kowtowing, and their defensive words became more and more frightened and hasty. The king listened expressionlessly for a moment and asked coldly.
"Did you write these two secret letters?"
"Your Majesty, this was someone who was deceived and forced to..."
"Yes or no?!"
"Ah! Yes...but at that time..."
"Say. Who is Prince Tarasco? Where is he?"
There was silence for a moment. Puap glanced at Horta and spoke bitterly.
"we do not know..."
"have no idea?"
"...Gulamo showed some royal tokens and said that he had a prince from the puppet dynasty in his hand. If the time is right, we can do whatever we want... We were drunk at the time, and we were in a hurry, and we never
I really thought about how...so I didn't ask..."
"Exactly, exactly! Your Majesty, you are the supreme sun, oppressing the kingdom, how can we dare to disobey? In fact, we regretted it after we sobered up the next day..."
"This time during the attack on Zicao Manor, no trace of the puppet prince was found. It is probably just a lie..."
"Yes! Your Majesty, we, we...were framed..."
Shulot was silent in thought. He knew that if he were still here, the two people in front of him would never have the courage to rebel. And if he was not there, there would never be many generals who could withstand the test... These two
In the letter, what concerned him the most was the so-called "Prince of Tarasco". Most of the princes of Tarasco were executed, and only a few were at large...
"Your Majesty! We were framed!..."
"Your Majesty! Spare us!..."
The king shook his head and stopped thinking. He looked at the two people with disheveled hair and miserable expressions in front of him and said calmly.
"You two wrote disloyal secret letters, colluded with the southern nobles, and committed a major crime! Personal guards, drag them both to the sacrifice stone and behead them as sacrifices!"
"Ah! Ah this!..."
"His Majesty!..."
Several armored guards immediately stepped forward, clamped them from left to right, and dragged the struggling two people to two sacrificial stones. Then, their arms were tied, and their heads were pressed on the dark red sacrificial stones.
Showing your tanned neck.
The two guards raised their bronze axes high and aimed them at the necks of the two hereditary nobles, waiting for His Majesty's orders. As soon as the order was given and the axes fell, the two men would be separated immediately!
The shining copper ax hung on his neck, and the dark red sacrificial stone was cushioned under his neck. There were countless sacrifices, and he died here in despair.
Smelling the blood that hit his nostrils, Huitu Puap's guard finally broke. He had struggled for so long, betrayed his chief, old friends and relatives, and saw that he had become a noble noble, but he was about to die silently.
Here? Thinking of this, his face twisted and he howled in fear, his voice full of unwillingness.
"Ah! Your Majesty, please! Look at my achievements in the Western Expedition! I am willing to die for you, I am willing to fight as a vanguard for you! Ah!...Ah!..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I don't want to die! Abba, father, family..."
Horta next to him had completely collapsed. His nose and tears burst out, and he burst into tears. Before his father died, his father passed down the family inheritance to him. He was only about 20 years old, and he was the only direct descendant of the family. All the people in the Lake Chapala area were executed with feathers.
...Could it be that the Sky Family, which has been passed down from generation to generation, will perish here? How can he see his dead father?...
Shulot watched the two of them expressionlessly, never calling out the king's order to sacrifice.
The ax did not fall for a long time. The two of them endured the torture before death. Sweat, snot and tears mixed together, flowing down from their faces and necks, soaking the dark red sacrifice stone and spreading it. The scattered blood stained it red.
The profiles of the two of them were stained like dead fish, only their bodies were still flapping.
"Your Majesty, please..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After a while, the screams of the two people had become hoarse, and the fear of death overwhelmed their hearts, turning into an indelible shadow in their lives. Shulot then said coldly.
"Cut their hair off!"
"Tear!"
The sharp ax fell accurately, touching the scalps of the two people, directly cutting off the hair. Puap's heart was split, and he closed his eyes in fear, waiting for the pain in his neck... He closed his eyes for a long time, tears rolling down silently, until
He suddenly discovered that the head on his neck was still there.
"ah?"
"Ah! Woohoo..."
Horta screamed and screamed like a quail again.
Seeing the performance of the two of them, Shulot smiled lightly.
"Drag it over here."
The armored guards dragged the two people over, but as soon as they let go, the two people collapsed on the ground like mud. Puap was in an extremely embarrassed state, with a gloomy face, but he was happy in his heart.
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"Woooo..."
"You just said that you are willing to perform meritorious service and die for the kingdom?"
Shulot asked calmly, his eyes calm and sharp.
"Yes, yes! Your Majesty, I, Puapu, am willing to serve you and serve you to the death!"
"Uuuu...I, Horta, am also..."
Xiulote nodded. He was not planning to execute the two of them. Horta was from the Chapala Lake area and would be useful in the subsequent conquests. Puap was an example of surrendering troops in the Western Expeditions. It is better to keep them than to execute them.
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"Then I will spare your life and give you one last chance! But the death penalty can be avoided, but punishment is necessary!"
The king spoke calmly.
"Come here, under the watchful eye of the Lord God, each of you will be whipped twenty times!"
Several more guards came forward, took off the clothes of the two men, and pushed them to the ground. Then, the two warriors swung their whips and beat the two men hard on their backs without mercy.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!..."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!..."
There was a pitiful howl, and the whipping without mercy was extremely painful. After twenty lashes, Huitu Puap was already covered in blood, and Horta almost fainted.
After the whipping, Shulot looked at the two people who were unable to move, gave stern orders, and gave the final judgment.
"Horta handed over the Sky Warrior Battalion, transferred to the field army, and served as the commander of the thousand-man battalion! Puap handed over the Qin Congcan Warrior Battalion, and exiled Parmus..."
Shulot paused, a thought flashed across his mind, and when he spoke it again, his words changed.
"Exile to the end of the Tarsus River and the southwest estuary to the sea, and guard the southernmost boundary of the kingdom!"
Hearing this, Huitu Puap's eyes darkened, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
With the popularity of kings, the boundless lake from east to west has been given the concept of "sea", which is a dangerous journey to a distant continent. The southwest entrance of the Talsas River to the sea is quite far away, two miles away from Cullamo City.
It is more than a hundred miles away. There are only a few Tekos tribes that pay nominal tribute there. Only last year, with the exploration of Trapanic merchants, it was officially included in the jurisdiction of the kingdom... This is a real exiled frontier.
"From today onwards, the Sky Warrior Camp will be renamed Chapala Warrior Camp, and the Qincongcan Warrior Camp will be renamed Patzcuaro Warrior Camp, and they will be reorganized at the same time!..."
Shulot ordered in a deep voice and made a decision.
Among the five legions of the kingdom, the Guards Corps are senior warriors recruited from various ministries. The First and Second Pike Corps are elite militiamen who have been trained for a long time. The Guakili Corps are newly conquered dog descendants. Only the Gyeonggi Corps has absorbed
Many surrendered nobles and samurai surrendered from the Kingdom of Tarasco.
In the early days of the establishment of the kingdom, these surrendered troops were used to appease people's hearts and should not be touched lightly. But by this time, the kingdom was already stable, so we took advantage of the rebellion of the southern nobles to completely purge this army! Completely eliminate the Sky Family and other nobles.
They have influence in the old private armies. And the Prepecha warriors in each legion must be included directly under the kingdom.
In fact, the king once thought about completely breaking up the four thousand Prepecha warriors and integrating them into other troops. But in this era, local friendship is an important source of combat power. Ordinary warriors are grouped together according to their place of origin, and the battle will be
It is more tenacious and brave, so it is better to keep it.
"Well, after the conquest of the south, the Second Lance Corps will also have to make some adjustments."
The king pondered for a moment and looked at the two hereditary nobles in the palace. Sky Orta's tears were still there, and his face showed both the joy of escaping from death and the sadness of losing military power. Huitu Puap looked gloomy and lay on the ground.
He was motionless and seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.
"Sky Orta, Gray Earth Puap, do you have any objections?"
"Woooo... follow your will..."
"...Praise Your Majesty! Puap is willing to obey and die for you in the south!..."
Xiulote nodded, looked at the two of them for a moment, and waved.
"Go down! Deliver the things in the camp as soon as possible, and then recover well."
Several personal guards immediately stepped forward and carried the two people who could not walk down the temple pyramid. Then, the five hundred guard warriors went with them to the military camp outside the city for the handover of the army. There, the regiment leader Oluo
New successors were selected for these two warrior battalions very early.
The cold wind of December blew by, and the Gyeonggi Corps was reorganized on the spot. All the officers mentioned in the letter from the Zicao family were strictly ordered to be dismissed and sent to the Parmus City thousands of miles away to garrison in the wasteland. These
The officers who can contact Gulamo are mostly from noble backgrounds in Tarasco, and they can be replaced by civilian warriors with outstanding achievements.
The king was personally in charge and came well prepared, and the purge of the Gyeonggi Army Corps progressed very quickly. Ten days later, the purge was basically completed. Dozens of officers and more than a hundred warriors were about to be exiled thousands of miles away. The king was now in the main temple
Gather all the generals and burn all these secret letters under the witness of the Lord God, promising to forget the past!
The long wind flew over the Great Temple and headed westward. Two hundred miles away in the west, outside the city of Apatchingan, after several days of entanglement, a crucial pursuit battle was coming to an end.
