Chapter 905: Prosperous Kingdom, Poor Tribal Flag Team
The late autumn night is very quiet, and the smell of rosin is also soothing. No matter whether the militiamen in the village are sleeping or not, and no matter how the tribal archers in the camp are sleeping, the military nobles are sleeping on the comfortable grass bed of the village chief.
Had a good sleep!
"Praise the Lord God! This comfortable sleep makes me feel relaxed all over...ah, not bad, really good!"
The next morning, the woodpecker Aipai smiled and ate pancakes from the village while making a "promise" to Tagu, the leader of the farm next to him.
"God bless me! When I come back from the war next year, if I still pass by here, I will definitely come here to sleep again!..."
"ah?!…"
After hearing what the woodpecker said, Taguru, the leader of the field, was struck by lightning. He shook his hand and shook the hot pancake to the ground. He stared at the sincere face of Apei with his eyes wide open. He wished he could pick up his spear and strike hard.
Poke the other person hard in the face.
Well, Tagu, the leader of the field, does have a two-and-a-half-meter legion spear. He is actually a retired warrior of the First Pike Corps in Hekou County. He is not injured and is not old. The reason why he quit the legion is to obey the legion commander and the county
Inkuluka's order.
When the kingdom originally established the villages in Hekou County, each village had to have several village leaders and warriors to manage it. Monkey Kuruka was born as a commoner, and he had no Mexica nobles who had taken refuge, nor hereditary family warriors. Therefore,
The method he came up with was to mobilize a group of reliable veterans from his own legion and send them to manage each village. Especially in the villages near Hekou County and the Dog Origin Flag Team, trustworthy candidates were arranged.
After Tagu, a veteran spearman, became the leader of the field, he simply trained some young men in the village according to the training methods in the army. This was how the woodpecker Apei got the grand "welcome" he saw yesterday.
"Ahem! Witness the Lord God! Respected military nobles... I followed the legion commander and plundered... Oh, I have conquered the Chapala Lake area in the northwest. The Feather King of Chapala is very cunning, I am afraid it will not be that easy to deal with!..."
Tagu, the leader of the field, picked up the pancake and patted the dust. He lowered his head and could not see his expression, but his voice was trembling.
"This expedition is to completely occupy the northwest lake area. That lake area is huge! There are many city-states by the lake, many barbarians in the north, and there are many chaotic tribes in the mountains. Next year, you may not be able to come back after the battle!
…”
"Haha! The Lord God's thunder protects us! No village or city-state can withstand the kingdom's attack!"
Hearing this, Woodpecker Aipai laughed heartily. His face showed the pride of coming from the royal capital, but also the pride that he couldn't help but show when facing these country bumpkin warriors who had no information.
"Witness the Lord God! This expedition is not just all the way to Hekou County, but also the Long Snake Legion of 8,000 people, going directly from the southwest to the north, inserting into the hinterland of the Chapala Lake area! What's more, there is an invincible attack force behind our battalion.
The head of Ke’s battalion is the newly formed Lei…cough!”
"What? What's the thunder? Is it the artillery camp from the Northern Expedition?"
"Haha! It's different, it's different. They will also walk along the county road, but very slowly. I can't say, but you will see it if you pay attention to the inns!"
The woodpecker Epei shut up in time, stopped what he was saying, and only spoke half of it. Then, he looked at Tagu, the leader of the field who had a curious face and wanted to stab him to death, and stood up triumphantly.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Everything is eaten! It's time to set off!...Tagu, see you next year!..."
"Uh... God bless us! Let's talk about it next year..."
Tagu, the leader of the field, lowered his voice and murmured to himself. He watched the Tlaxcala camp, stepping on the harvested field ridges and onto the newly built dirt road, and cursed angrily in his heart.
"The nobles of the royal capital who have higher eyes than the top! You only speak half the words... I hope you fall into the pit... and you can't even climb out!..."
"Tagu, I will sleep on your straw bed next year! ... By the way, I will also bring you some trophies! ..."
"Well!…"
"Ha ha!"
Woodpecker Aipei held his head high, carried the battalion's battle flag again, and led his archers to walk towards Hekou County in the northeast. As everyone walked forward, the terrain gradually increased, and hills and mountains began to appear on both sides.
The hill. And the road at the foot of Aipei has also changed from the second-level county road in Sanhetu to a simple and smoothed first-level dirt road. This section of the road is obviously difficult to repair, and the amount of work is huge, while the second-level county road in the county
, haven’t finished this section yet.
"Huh? There are woods on both sides, and there are birds flying... That's right! After crossing this section of hills and hills, you should be able to overlook Lake Quetzeo at the mouth of the river... I remember that there should be many canine tribes going south.
The Young Flag Team is all placed in this area..."
Woodpecker Epei was thinking as he looked at the hills on both sides. Around the dirt road, he saw a large number of low shacks and huts in the distance, surrounding the small river flowing down the mountain, and gathering in a small valley in the lower areas.
. And beside the river in the valley, there are still patches of roughly reclaimed farmland, but they are obviously messy.
"O God! What are we growing here? Sweet potatoes? These weeds are growing as tall as the crops, and no one is taking care of them?!..."
Woodpecker Aipai looked at it for a moment, and his brows jumped. He didn't feel it when he first joined the army, but now he has his own manor, and after carefully taking care of the farmland, he saw such an eye-catching tribal "field" again.
It was quite unbearable.
"No! No! Damn it, it's already November! Why haven't you harvested these sweet potatoes that were planted indiscriminately??!"
Thinking of this, Woodpecker Aipai gritted his teeth. He looked hard at the tribal camp in the valley, and looked at the tribal leader who was also looking at the camp. Then, dozens of tribal warriors and hunters with tattooed faces and blue hair appeared.
They immediately carried the guys on their shoulders and swarmed out and rushed towards the battalion marching on the mountain road.
"Ah! Take out your weapons! Prepare to fight!...Didi!..."
The piercing sound of the conch horn sounded, and both the marching tribal archers and the rushing camp soldiers were all startled. Both sides shouldered their spears and raised their bamboo bows in the same conditioned reflex. Even the weapons were exactly the same.
After a few breaths, the tattooed tribal flag captain reacted first. He skillfully took out a flag of the main god from behind and waved it vigorously. Then, he took out another flag with a crooked symbol drawn on it.
The stone balance is the symbol of the Kingdom Market.
"Praise the Lord God! Praise the feeding of radishes! It's so strange!... The tribes at the foot of the mountain! Oh no! The warriors!... Come! Take a look! Exchange things! Good things!..."
Babe, the captain of the tribal flag, let go of his voice and greeted the archer camp on the dirt road loudly in Nava language, which was stuttering and low and melodious. This strange accent reminded people of the vast and desolate north. He was the year before last.
During the early spring famine, the hunting tribe that just came south from the northeastern part of the wasteland were the Bosalos people from the far northeast.
In the past few years, the Red Crow tribe has conquered east and west, annexed everywhere, and driven the tribes in the northeast to run around. Cold waves from the north also often go south. Although they are all small cold waves and there is no terrible cold wave, they still make the tribe miserable.
Very. He thought about it and heard that Chief Balamo of Qingqiu County had been recruiting people, so he took his tribe and defected there.
Who would have known that the black-hearted Chief Páramo just recited a few lines of poetry that he did not understand and gave him the surname "Ba". Then, Chief Páramo picked and selected several sharpshooters from his tribe.
After leaving, he packed up his tribe and sent them to the south, and sold them... oh, gave them to the more powerful "Monkey God" Chief, Kuruka.
"Hey! Why do the two chiefs like the red-haired tribe who are good at shooting?... We blue-haired ones are also very powerful! We can chase the giant beasts in the north and hunt the spear-throwers!"
Thinking of the treatment they received for defecting twice, flag captain Babei was a little aggrieved. Fortunately, although the "Monkey God" Chief did not take them seriously, he did not treat them badly. Not only did he organize them into a flag team, but he also designated a mountain forest and
In the valley, he sent priests from the main god to teach them how to farm. Since he only had more than 400 people under his command, he just organized a small flag team.
As a bitter tribal flag team, they do not have as strict a grain tax as the Mintun villages. In fact, they are too poor to pay anything. Every year, each flag team only needs to pay a symbolic share of game and tribute from the mountains and forests to enter the country.
Just dedicate it to the great chief. But corresponding to it is a strict recruitment order! As long as the great chief issues a recruitment order, each small flag team must send out forty men, prepare their own weapons and equipment, and follow the kingdom
The army sets out for battle!
"As the army goes on an expedition, they will be responsible for food and shelter. They will fight on the battlefield, and if they win, they will rob and capture prisoners. After the plunder, they will sell things and people, and they will be rewarded for their military exploits...you can even join the legion and become a chief.
The warrior…oh no, that warrior!…”
Thinking of the beautiful things during the expedition, flag captain Babei drooled. When he was in the wilderness before, he had never seen a stone house, nor a village with so many people, or even dozens of tribes.
The "city" combined together! As for the things in the village and the city, as long as you grab a little bit back, it will be better than farming for a year!…
As for death in battle, it is very common in the wasteland. People can only live ten years, right? Only blessed priests and shamans can live to forty or fifty...
"Hey! Why didn't the Great Chief 'Monkey' summon us for this Western Expedition? Did he think we were not brave enough in the last battle? When we wait for this year's tribute, we have to ask the Chief's warriors, oh no
,warrior!…"
The flag captain, Babe, was thinking wildly while looking at the battalion on the road with envy. Until a chief wearing a feather helmet and carrying a flag, who looked very rich...oh, a very powerful chief, led a few armored men.
The warrior walked over. Then, the other party looked at him curiously for a while, and then asked in Mexica.
"Good things? Exchange?..."
"Yes! Exchange!..."
"Well, the Lord God is witness!...What do you have?..."
