Chapter 618: The Eastern Expedition Festival! The Golden Crow flies and burns the world!
The setting sun gradually goes to the west, reflecting the red-orange clouds. The towering temple is full of blood, reflected in the light red Lake Texcoco, like the legendary majestic and indifferent Snake Mountain. The sacred sacrifices continue,
The chants of the priests resounded throughout the sky. The boiling shouts of hundreds of thousands of people were like the soul-stirring thunder in the hands of the Lord God. At this moment, the rolling thunder echoed in the red sky, the dark red temple, and the bloody flat lake.
It's like the red Kingdom of God coming.
"Praise the Lord God! Praise the King of Gods! Repay with piety, repay with sacrifices and blood!"
This is the cry of longing for war, and this is also the will of the Mexica people. This terrible shouting frenzy falls in the heart of every foreign envoy, and when it is witnessed by the blood of the descendants of Tlaxcala, it has a heavy weight
.
"The Mexican sun is different from the mountains and forests in the south. It is blood-colored!"
The Mixtec envoy Yun Zhao lowered his head and stepped carefully on the blood on the ground. He was wearing exquisite gold ornaments, a shining silver crown on his head, a fine cloud-patterned white robe, and leg hoods.
Wearing a leg ring inlaid with turquoise. His whole body shines with precious light, and his movements are slow and elegant, showing the respect of the ancient bloodline. In fact, in the Yunzhong tribes in the south, they can take "Yun" as their surname and "Sun" as their name.
It is enough to reveal his noble identity.
"The powerful, brave and respected King of Mexica, the bloodline of the great Tiger Claw King, the glorious nobles of Shanhe City, the Mixtec envoy Yun Zhao, greets you!"
Yun Zhao came to the top of the big temple, and after a dozen steps away, he respectfully saluted the King of Mexica, the most powerful man in the world, who was sitting on the throne. Then, he carefully reached out his hand and took out something from his arms.
A long silver box was presented to the king's bodyguard.
"Dear King Avit, this is the tribute that Yun Chen, the chief of Shanhe City, asked me to make. There is a bunch of feathers of the Chagar bird and a golden crown inlaid with turquoise. It is a rare treasure in the world.
!May your majesty be as immortal as turquoise, your light shine like gold, and your divinity fly like feathers!”
After saying that, Yun Zhao knelt down on his knees, bent down on the ground, and paid homage. The rich blood immediately assaulted his nose, making him choke and feel uncomfortable.
Avitt took the silver box after inspection by the guards, glanced at it briefly, and his expression suddenly turned cold. He held the silver box in his hand, expressionless, and stared at the kneeling messenger Yun Zhao without saying a word.
The king was silent, and there was a sudden silence in the big temple. Many warriors clenched their bronze axes, watching the fragile messenger like tigers and wolves. Only the sacrifices of the priests and elders were calm and orderly, and the sound was heard.
"Descendant of Jiao people, descendant of Mixtec gods, hereditary nobles of Shenshi City, warrior Yunshan, going to the kingdom of the god of war! His soul will fight for the sun god in the sky for four years, and then fall back to the valley in the south and transform into
Be a majestic dahlia!”
Hearing this familiar name, Mixtec envoy Yun Zhao suddenly trembled in his heart. When he turned around, he saw a blue corpse rolling down from the high pyramid. The holy fire burning on the side
, and there was also burning green smoke coming out.
"...Honored...Dear King..."
The holy fire burned blazingly, bringing with it an approaching heat and a palpitating smell. Sweat gradually broke out on envoy Yunzhao's forehead. When he turned around, he saw Avitt's half-smiling expression and the blood-stained hand in his hand.
Bronze ax.
"You...this is?..."
"I heard that a few months ago, the great chief of Shanhe City, Yun Chen, led tens of thousands of warriors and joined forces with the chief priest of Shenshi City, Wei Ke, to hold the Rain God Ceremony at the Yunzhong Temple and subdued the military leaders of Shenshi City.
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Avitt looked gloomy as he recounted the events five or six hundred miles away, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
"Now, Yun Chen considers himself the guardian of the Temple in the Cloud and the big talker of the Mixtec Alliance. He has ordered the southern states to unify the Mixtec tribes and make them enemies of the alliance?"
"...Ah! This, the respected King Avit!...Leader Yunchen is so loyal, and the clouds and the sun in the sky can all witness it!...Shenshi City is so bold that it dares to fight with the Alliance. Leader Yunchen is right
It is for the majesty of the alliance that we send troops to teach a lesson, lead the various tribes of Tehuakan, and obey the alliance..."
The envoy Yun Zhao was frightened and quickly spoke out in defense.
"Ha! Go back!"
Avitt looked stern, stretched out his hand and threw it! The heavy and expensive silver box immediately hit Yun Zhao's body, almost knocking him to the ground!
"A mere vassal of the alliance, the leader of a small city-state, dares to give me a golden crown?!"
Avit was furious, pointed at the Mixtec envoy who was trembling on the ground with his gemstone staff, and shouted sternly.
"Go back and tell Yun Chen! The Alliance is marching eastward, and the Mixtec ministries, as vassals, dare to secretly block it?! This is an offense to the majesty of the Lord God and must be severely punished!"
"Tell him! Don't think that the Alliance's legions will stop with the obstruction of the mountains and forests! The Kingdom of Tarasco and the Tlaxcala Alliance, which offended the Alliance, have been wiped out!... The Lowland Mixtec tribes are going to fight this year.
Pay tribute four times, and the tribute will be doubled! Shanhe City will send ten divine descendants and five thousand Dingkou as an apology for offending the alliance!"
"If not, the alliance's 100,000 warriors will go south in an instant, completely reducing the Mixtec tribes in the lowlands and the mountain and river city five hundred miles away to ashes!..."
Avit repeatedly reprimanded and refused to disobey. The emperor's wrath laid down millions of corpses and shed blood for thousands of miles. And in front of this large temple dedicated to the descendants of gods, such a deterrent seemed particularly powerful.
Of course, the alliance's army had just been disbanded and renovated after the brutal Eastern Expedition. The northern army suffered more than 50,000 casualties and 15,000 warriors. At the same time, the elders who suppressed the alliance left, and all the states in the north and south
It is somewhat unstable. After years of fighting and supplying supplies for the Eastern Expedition, the capital in the lake has insufficient food reserves... So in fact, the alliance will not be able to launch the next divine war in a short period of time.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The various Mixtec tribes in the south are scattered in the mountains and forests for a total of 600 miles. Each tribe has a vast territory, the city-states are extremely scattered, and the terrain is also undulating. The alliance wants to completely conquer
The various tribes in the clouds are blocked by terrain and distance. It is really not an easy task. It is even more difficult than the expedition to the west or the east!
However, if the purpose is not to conquer, but to focus on plundering, and send two or three warrior legions, all the way south... it would be easier to clean up the villages, burn down the city walls, raid the neighboring Mixtec tribes, and rob the young men.
arrive!
This is exactly Yun Chen's worry and Avitt's purpose. The alliance always needs to have a suitable reason for sending troops to a vassal, so as not to force other vassals to fear and rebel.
"Ah!...Dear King! Leader Yunchen has already enshrined the statue of the Lord God in Shanhe City. We will never dare to offend the Lord God!...All the ministries in the south can learn from their loyalty..."
King Avite clenched his staff and struck the bluestone altar, interrupting the Mixtec envoy's nonsense.
"Do you remember what I just said?"
"...Remember, Your Majesty...but..."
"Now that you remember it, get out of here!"
Avitt raised his feather shield and waved it down. The three-color feathers fluttered in the blood, like a sun bird that chooses people to devour.
"Remember, tell the noble chiefs in the tribes in Yunzhong and the elders in Shanhe City! It is Yun Chen's choice to be obedient or to sacrifice!"
Avit raised the corner of his mouth and left the last sentence, a meaningful foreshadowing. Then, he waved his hand, and two guards with broken hair strode forward, picked up the Mixtec envoys, and headed down the pyramid.
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The king on the throne looked calm, stroking the magic staff in his hand and feeling the coldness of the copper ax on his waist. The mountain fortress in the east had not yet been completely pacified, but his eyes had already been looking to the south. The fate of the Mixtecs
, is also destined at this moment.
The golden crow formed by the scorching sun flies on the highest temple. He wants to burn all the time! Burn himself, burn the whole world, and turn everything old and stubborn into ashes in the mighty blood fire!
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