The mountain camp is located high up, with a clear view of the surrounding area. It is difficult for an army of more than 10,000 people to hide in the mountains and forests, let alone a long-distance surprise attack.
It was just after noon and the sky was getting bright. From a distance, I saw the army approaching and recognized the Mexica flag and the king's guard of honor. The camp quickly sent an envoy.
The envoy of the camp was just a thin ordinary warrior. He came to the army in confusion, saluted the king's ceremonial guard from a distance, and then respectfully asked the jaguar warriors at the outermost edge: "Your Excellency, this military nobleman, we just welcomed the king this morning.
A group of warriors said that the army will arrive in two days. How come the king is here just after noon? "
However, the army did not stop, and the guards detained the envoy. Avit led three thousand warriors, Shulot led the longbow guards, and the king's guard of honor was at the forefront. Everyone speeded towards the camp.
In just a moment, three thousand warriors rushed outside the gate of the village. Before the garrisoned militiamen could react, the gate of the village opened. Immediately, a thousand jaguar regiment surged in and quickly took control of the camp. Two thousand
The family warriors followed the majestic king straight to the big tent.
Xiulote nodded. The intelligence officer did a good job. Before the expedition, Avit sent a group of warriors into the camp in the name of the Herotepec Camp and controlled part of the militia. There were only a few hundred low-level warriors in the camp.
Eight thousand village militiamen. At this time, they cooperated with each other without any resistance, and the camp changed hands.
The jaguar warriors opened the tent, and dozens of personal guards rushed in. There was a noise and questioning in the tent, weapons clinked, and then there was a quick silence.
Immediately, a personal guard came out of the tent and lowered his head to return to his life. Avitt then wore royal robes and led Shulot inside with steady steps.
Entering the big tent, Shulot saw overturned dishes and scattered tortillas. There were also dozens of lean warriors with scattered clothes and armor, who were being held down by the guards. Obviously, the big tent just now had
The warriors in the center are having their meal. No wonder there is smoke from the cooking pots at noon. The militiamen don't get this treatment.
Hearing the movement at the tent door, the warriors who were held down raised their heads.
Shulot observed their somewhat thin faces, which were signs of hunger. The young man's eyes immediately fell on the leading warrior. He looked gray and gray, but he looked very familiar.
"Avit?!" The embarrassed leading warrior was full of astonishment, "Why is it you! Where are the Tarascans? Where are the Otomi? They let you go?"
"Barda." Avitt smiled slightly, and the royal uniform made the smile even more dazzling, "Since you appear here, Tisok should not be far away, right? How many people does he have now?"
Only then did Shulot remember that this was one of the three commanders who fought against the Otomi people during his first battle. He was an eagle military noble. He led the first batch of assault troops and was also the deputy general of Commander Kasar.
After hearing this, Barda saw the royal robes on Avitt's body and the magic staff in his hand. His mouth suddenly opened, and shock spread across his face.
"You...you...why are you wearing the king's clothes? How can you appear here wearing the king's clothes!"
"Because I am already the new Tratoani. You see, this is the royal guard of honor after the coronation in the capital." Avit said with a smile, "Tisok's coronation war failed, and the priests and elders have deprived
His throne! The chief priests and the high priests are now loyal to me. Look again, what are these."
With that said, Avit signaled to the bodyguards behind him, who came forward holding the command flag of Ketoko, and Akap also held the feathered flag of the high priesthood.
"This is impossible!!" Barda's voice was hoarse in shock, and his expression was frozen. He looked back and forth at the two flags, muttering to himself in disbelief, "How could Ketoko betray the king?! The king promised him to honor the nobles.
How can the high priest support you, your honor? Shusok loyally protected the king along the way. Even if other city-states turned their backs, he did not leave!"
"You can't do this! Although the king was defeated, the warriors only suffered thousands losses. As long as the king returns to the capital and convinces the priests and elders, we can assemble the army and fight again! Yes, return to the capital!" Shocking news
One after another, Barda's mind went blank, and he temporarily lost the ability to distinguish.
Avitt waved his hand, and the guards escorted Barda and the others down. Xuelot ordered his followers to send them corn tortillas and black bean rice. Judging from their faces, they must have been very hungry along the way. Thinking of this,
The young man was a little worried about his father and Teacher Orosh.
"Xulot." Avitt turned to look at the young man, his expression bright, "Your strategy is very good. Since Barda believed what he just said, then most of the warriors in Tisok will also believe it. Take advantage of what you said
Information asymmetry and fabricated remarks can indeed greatly influence people's hearts. We will give Tisok a surprise!"
The young man smiled softly and felt that he should make himself a feather fan. This was the perfect time to shake it.
"Barda's heart is actually inclined to believe us. It seems that the failure of the siege and the army's lack of food have completely eliminated Tisok's prestige. The army's morale has declined, the city-state has turned its back, and now is when he is at his weakest!"
Avitt nodded in approval: "Tisok's brigade should be on the mountain road about two days to the west. I have asked the intelligence officer to contact Shusok, and we will get detailed information tonight!"
After taking control of the camp, Avit carefully counted the food stored in the camp. The big camp in Xilotepec City had a backlog of food for 100,000 people for one month, and the first mountain camp had a backlog of food for 30,000 people for one month. Xilotepec again
He took out the camp's note board and carefully identified the line marks on the tortillas.
Avitt called the former commander of the camp, a tall and thin senior warrior in his thirties or forties. Brother Wang looked majestic and seriously inquired about the details of the food transportation.
"There are still ten days' worth of food for 30,000 people in the camps in the west. In the past two weeks, the Otomi people have been engaged in crazy guerrilla attacks, attacking mountain camps and food transport teams. There are really too few warriors in the camp, so we can only successfully transport food to the west.
I brought food once. The quantity is not much, but it can barely sustain the camp in the west." The tall and thin warrior looked guilty, obviously still unclear about the situation.
"The supply of military supplies is insufficient, and I shall die according to the alliance regulations. Please execute me! I am willing to fall into the abyss, but please do not cut off my son's path as a warrior." At this point, the tall and thin warrior fell to the ground, willing to beg.
die.
"What's your name?" Seeing the posture of the tall and thin warrior, and his body that was obviously emaciated due to hunger, Shulot's heart moved slightly. Yes, a hungry quartermaster.
"Master Priest, my name is Bergire." Upon hearing this simple name and surname, the young man was sure that he, like his warrior chief, was born a commoner.
Avitt didn't care about the identity of the warrior. He had no expression on his face and just waved gently, asking someone to take Bergere down and take care of him.
"This is good news! Even if the militiamen live or die, Tisok's army only has food for more than a week at most. The army must be in a state of semi-starvation." Avitt smiled slightly.
"Yes. I checked the transportation records and found that the food storage of the third battalion in the west is very limited." Speaking of this, the young man was a little scared, "It's only two days away! If we get the food here, Tisok can reorganize the army.
, to restore military morale and morale, it will be much more difficult to deal with it again."
Avitt laughed and touched the young man's head gently: "Xulot, do you still remember what I said to you when I first arrived at the Leman River?"
"You said this location is particularly good." The young man recalled a moment, before the conversation between the condor and the cactus.
"Yes, we followed the waterway and came here. We were only two days ahead of Tisok, but we seized the most important initiative in the war." Avitt recalled with some emotion.
"The eagle always has to ride on the wind to fly fast enough to catch the speeding hare!"
"Now, we finally caught the hare's ears."
Starting from the Leman River camp, it took seven days to land ashore, then one day to seize reinforcements, two days to occupy the camp, and three days to rush to the mountain camp. For thirteen days, people kept walking and had no sleep at night. And now, the two of them finally
Seize this fleeting opportunity!
The journey is tiring, but hope is exciting. At this moment, a young king and a young priest looked at each other's thinner faces. They had the same high-spirited look on their faces, and eyes as determined as an eagle.
The two looked at each other happily and laughed again!
In the evening, a scout finally came from the west and brought a message from Captain Shusok:
"Led by a commander named Giowa, Otopan's warriors desperately attacked Tisok's army and pursued the king. The king had divided three thousand troops under his direct control and handed them over to Cassar to cut off his queen. The king's flag was returned
There are seven thousand direct subordinates, one thousand eagles, and five hundred broken-haired warriors left, currently located in the third mountain camp.
Tisok suffered a series of defeats, lost control of his emotions, became irritable and irritable, and lost people's hearts. The commander-in-chief, Totok, was loyal and maintained the overall situation. This person is powerful, so be careful.
The journey up the mountain was difficult, and there was a lack of food and salt. The enemy guerrillas continued, and the warriors were lost and scattered. There were more than 3,000 warriors left in Teotihuacan, closely following the royal banner. This trip will not be easy, and I am prepared.
Tisok is holding on to food and supplies are sufficient. Although morale is low, the fighting strength is still there. The Eagle Chapter and the Broken Hair Guards are particularly powerful and must be separated.
The legions of each city-state are complaining and have divided the food in the second camp in advance. They are now separated and are several days away. Please send envoys quickly to promise food supplies and stabilize the legions of each country so as not to affect the decisive battle.
The key to this battle is not the killing, only Tisok!"