Chapter 526: The High Priest Goes East and the Wonders of Ratschwalter Patel
Outside the city of Cholula, the twelve priest families were lined up two miles outside the city. They held high the ancient feather flags, wore the same ancient Toltec costumes, and behaved elegantly and luxuriously. And under the priests
Beside him were a large group of priest apprentices holding sacred objects and ceremonial attendants holding high ritual vessels.
Further outside, two hundred Cholula girls held flowers in their hands, waiting respectfully and cutely; thousands of temple warriors held war clubs and were on guard at the outermost perimeter.
And in the center of the crowd, there was the leader of the Cholula priests, Peter, who was wearing an ancient rain god sacrificial robe, a heavy obsidian stone crown, and holding a turquoise scepter.
For the ancient Toltecs, Quetzalcoatl was the most important god, and the Rain God was the second-ranked god. Together they controlled the sky, the earth, and people. However, after the religious reform, the
The West-Canadian Alliance rejected Quetzalcoatl, so Petel flexibly adjusted his beliefs and put on the ceremonial robes of the Storm God of Rain. In the Alliance, the God of Rain is also the number one subordinate god after the God of War.
The old fox Petel squinted his eyes and looked at the southern sky. In the vast wilderness, the Mexican Legion's scout team was vaguely visible. They were like exposed-edged weapons, always showing a menacing threat. And in the southern city,
To the west is the towering Shenshan Mountains, and you can see the glaciers shining on the top of Yanfeng Mountain.
"Damn Quiao!... I asked him to lobby the high priests and provoke the priests and elders. How did he recruit the high priests?! I must tell him not to provoke those two old guys!
..”
Petel's face was calm, but there were dark clouds in his heart. He wished he could use his scepter to hammer Quaio to death.
He had received a promise from the King of Mexico and had just returned from the north in a low-key manner. It had only been three or four days since he arrived in the city of Cholula. The war elder Wezier had returned from the south long ago and reported that he had "surrendered tens of thousands of Moth people and fought with the Southern Army."
"Reconciliation" negotiation results.
Everything went according to his plan. Although it was not perfect, it was enough for the city of Cholula to survive this crisis safely. And a brighter future seemed to be just around the corner, but suddenly there was a variable that was difficult to deal with...
"Hoo, hoho!"
Two moments later, the desolate sound of pottery xuns sounded from the southern horizon, drifting far away to the Holy City. Patel suddenly became solemn, and the priests and elders also stopped talking and arranged their gorgeous ancient sacrificial clothes. Soon, in the distant wilderness,
, a group of people appeared, getting closer and closer.
Under the escort of two hundred Mexica warriors, an old man wearing sacrificial robes, a stone crown on his head, and holding a scepter was walking slowly like a god with a solemn expression.
The leader of the priests, Petel, adjusted his crest and strode out of the team. He came to the old man with a smile and nodded politely.
"Shuter, my old friend, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years..."
The high priest's face was calm and he said nothing. He straightened his spine, with eyes as bright as morning stars, raised the staff in his hand high, and then lowered it downwards.
"..."
Patel paused for a moment, his expression sank, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. As the leader of the priests, he naturally knew the meaning of this action. This was the etiquette for the "gods" to meet, and it was also the meeting between the "main god" and the "subordinate god"
"The ritual of master and slave." At this moment, the actions of the high priest represent the main god!
The old fox's face turned green and white. He had been in charge of the world's divine power for twenty years and was the leader of the Eastern Holy City. At that time, the high priest of the Western Holy City was just one of the leaders of the two major priest groups of the Mexica Alliance. For more than ten years
A few years ago, he met with the high priest, and it was in his capacity as the main god that he asked the other party to perform the "master-slave ceremony." But today, the world is different and times have changed, and the status of the gods has been reversed...
"Um?"
The high priest smiled half-heartedly, looking at an old friend he hadn't seen for more than ten years.
"..."
Petel gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He lowered the staff in his hand and then placed it flat and upward.
"Ding!"
The two jeweled staffs touched heavily and made a crisp sound, symbolizing the divine meeting. Then Petel knelt down on one knee with difficulty, bowed, and stood up again.
"Um!"
The high priest smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
"Patel, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. It's such a joy to reunite with an old friend!"
"Ahem, respected high priest, I am very happy to meet my old friend again."
There was a forced smile on Petel's face. Then, he extended his hand and pointed at the welcoming crowd.
"The families of the twelve priests have been waiting for you outside the city for a long time with their sacred objects and ritual guards. Let the musicians play divine music and the girls dance with flowers before presenting them to you!"
"Oh? It's a grand ceremony to welcome His Holiness! Such an ancient ceremony can only be performed in the holy city of Cholula."
The high priest smiled and looked at it for a while, and said a few words of emotion. Then, he stopped smiling and said with a faint solemnity.
"The city of Cholula has not yet surrendered to the Alliance. It is an enemy rather than a friend at this time! Don't make these decadent rituals!... Let's go directly to the Holy Temple on the 'man-made mountain' Trachvaltpetl, where
Let’s talk about the outcome!”
"...yes."
The expression on the face of the old fox Petel changed. After a while, he lowered his head, suppressed all his dissatisfaction, and smiled gently.
"High Priest, I will listen to you."
Afterwards, the priest leader Petel ordered the welcoming team to disperse, and the warriors were on alert in the outer city. The elders of the twelve priest families all went to the Holy Temple to hold talks with the high priest of the alliance. Once the matter is settled,
Everything, he stepped forward to salute again, respectfully and resolutely.
"Dear High Priest, your guard warriors will stay in the outer city for the time being. Your safety will be taken care of by the Holy City Cholula. You only need to bring a few attendants!"
"oh?"
With a smile on his face, the high priest looked at Peter for a while and lowered himself to the young Petel. He nodded slightly, gave a few instructions, and then left the two hundred Mexica warriors with only Shadow Chevali and a few attendants.
Go to the inner city.
The holy city of Cholula is quite vast. It has no outer city, only the inner city in the temple area. The inner city wall is seven or eight meters high and is made of solid stone. It is made of clay mixed with mortar and thickened and reinforced.
It is like a small fortress. At this moment, there are a thousand Cholula temple warriors guarding the city walls. They all kneel on the city head, put down their weapons, and salute devoutly to the gods in their hearts and the procession of priests who pass by. These temples
Warriors have been loyal to Cholula for generations and are the most reliable force in the hands of the priests.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And beyond the inner city wall, you can see the Cholula Pyramid, Trachivaltepe, which is 450 meters long and 60 to 70 meters high.
Ter, the tall hill not far away stands tall and steady like a mountain!
In the Nahua language, Tlachihualtepetl means "mountain built with hands", an artificial mountain!
The high priest entered the inner city and stopped. He squinted his eyes and stared at the long-lost Great Pyramid, as if he had seen the bygone Toltec era.
"The respected high priest, Lachvartpetl, is the habitat of the Nava gods and a sacred residence recognized by the world!"
The leader of the priests, Petel, told the story proudly with a smile on his face.
"After the Teotihuacan people colluded with the volcano demons and were abandoned by the gods, the city of Cholula began to rise, and Lacival Tepetl was built accordingly! Under the protection of the gods, the Great Pyramid continued to be built.
Throughout the entire Toltec era, construction took a full six hundred years, and it was finally completed six hundred years ago!..."
"Rachvaltepetl is the most magnificent pyramid in the world and the most sacred blessing from the gods! With the blessing of the gods, the city of Cholula has experienced the Teotihuacan era, Torte
From the Christian era to today's Mexica era! It embodies the hearts of people from all over the world of Nahua and is an unparalleled holy place in the world!..."
Having said this, Petel looked at the high priest with deep eyes, meaning something.
"Dear High Priest of Mexico, no matter how the world changes, no matter how the city-states rise and fall, the holy city of Cholula has lasted for thousands of years and will always be immortal in the world! And it stands firmly here, connected with the fate of the ancient priest family.
With the blessing of the gods, it will be passed down for another thousand years!"
"Oh? It has been passed down for thousands of years and is immortal in the world?... What a great and sacred wonder!"
Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on the high priest's face. He admired the towering "man-made mountain" and admired it sincerely! Then, he turned back, raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old fox in front of him,
Issue a torture that directly strikes the soul.
"Pater, the sacred man-made mountain is built of stone and clay. It can stand tall and tall after weathering wind and rain. It has no life or desire, so it can be immortal. And the inherited priest family is a life of flesh and blood, longing for the world.
