As the sun set, the dark sky shrouded the seaside. A bonfire was lit in the large wooden house in the village, and two fresh sea fish and two hard old corns were cooked. In this era, it is better to eat sea fish and river fish that lack calories.
, but it never means abundance. And when the leader of an army can only eat fish to satisfy his hunger, it often means that there is not much food in the army.
"Messenger of the Mexica? Ha! This guy Linlang, as the tribal chief of East Totonac, once shouted that he would fight to the death with the Mexica for the glory of the gods! ... But now, he
After surrendering, I put on a Mexican uniform, spoke of the blessings of the Lord God, and felt proud to serve the Mexicans..."
Priest Pap stretched out his hand, fished out an old corn from the clay pot, and ate it slowly, with a little disdain on his face. But after a moment, he thought about his situation, his expression calmed down, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"The storm is sweeping across, and the tide is coming... In the face of such mighty divine power, how can a mortal control his own destiny!..."
Hearing this, the leader Chuchute also sighed. He held a wooden bowl, fished out a sea fish, and left the more filling corn to Priest Papu. In the past two years, he has led the tribesmen of Snake Lake Village,
As Priest Papu fled eastward, he even fled to the easternmost part of this seaside land. However, the Mexica army followed closely, as if the tide was about to drown him, and it came again.
In front of you.
"God bless you! Boss, this Timber Wolf is your old friend... There are so many warriors from Hidden Snake City in the Navy, don't you need his help?..."
"Ha! Old friend? I don't dare to be his old friend! You know, his hands are stained with the blood of old friends!..."
Priest Pap curled his lips and shook his head. When he talked about what Timber Wolf had done, his face was filled with disgust and wariness, as if he was talking about an unscrupulous and ruthless mad dog.
"Golden Bay City fell, Timber Wolf was captured, and he took refuge with the Mexica people. This actually didn't matter. When the situation forced him to bow to the strong, everyone has done this... But he took it upon himself, took a blood oath to convert, and sacrificed the suburbs.
The many god-born nobles in Wolf City have completely betrayed the tribe they came from! And he informed the chief of Conewu City, Yorjin, of planning a rebellion, separated his heart from his body, and sacrificed him on the altar of Jinwan City... This is
He has close friends who are in-laws! Once he did these two things, he completely turned into a Mexican wolfdog!…”
"Further on, he participated in the sacrifice of his old friend Teotra, the chief of the Carved Stone City, and then led his army to attack the Carved Stone City first, and then sacrificed his life for the Mexica people! ... Now he is serving as an envoy of the kingdom.
, risking his life, came over to persuade me to surrender... Ha! I really want him to help lead his samurai battalion into the water village... At that time, will my head also become his credit? That's really saying
It’s uncertain!…”
Having said this, Priest Pappu laughed at himself and touched his big head. Then he narrowed his eyes, looked to the west, and his voice gradually became lower.
"What's more, in the seaside area, those chiefs who have taken refuge with the Mexicans and controlled various warrior camps...that is, Wushan City Wood Lizard, Feathered Serpent City Red Ear, Tuhe City Cuicama, and Rabbit Hill City Tochi
Na, and Coyote City Mayaquin...the surrendered troops of Totonac, I'm afraid they won't be happy to have another one of me come to share their limited military power with them, and compete for the position of the samurai battalion commander of the Coastal Legion.
Hearing this, the leader Chuchute looked surprised. He actually didn't know much about the news about the Mexica people, and he couldn't understand the struggle between the surrendering troops. He thought for a while and asked doubtfully.
"Boss Pap! Aren't we watermen? We don't want to compete with these people for territory on land... We have all made up our minds to fight for the Maya land on the coast... Why do they have to worry about us?"
"Well, Chuchute, you are right! Our best way out is to join the Kingdom's Donghai Navy and go to the Maya Coast in the east to find a foothold! But, even if they say this, they may not believe it.
And the tribal warriors in the navy probably don’t want to stray too far from home…”
Priest Pappu touched his chin, with a rare expression of hesitation.
"The best and most suitable site is of course the prosperous Honghu Town more than two hundred miles to the east, and the vast mouth of the Red Lake River. But whether it can be done, whether it will be our turn, I have no confidence... And further east
It’s not bad to go a hundred or two hundred miles to Wankou Town at the mouth of the big river (Grijalva River)… If you go further east, you’ll only find Prawn Lake, which is rich in prawns…”
Priest Papu stood there and thought for a long time. He had carefully studied the situation on the eastern coast for a long time and asked many Mayan merchants and sailors, and he basically understood it. In fact, if Mexica
He did not appear under the Death Temple and was unwilling to accept his surrender in person... Then his last choice was to lead the navy eastward to find the Mayan city-states along the coast for refuge!
"Hey! The key is to see His Highness Mexica!... We have to bring the entire navy and all the shipwrights over to increase the weight of the surrender..."
Priest Papu murmured in his mouth and walked back and forth. Then, he suddenly stopped, looked at the wooden house with only two people, and asked in a low voice.
"Chuchut, with our reliable backbone, how many naval forces can we control in total?"
"Well...Boss, it depends on where we go..."
The leader Chu Chute looked around carefully and replied in a low voice.
"The entire navy has a total of more than two thousand people! In our hands right now, there are five to six hundred warriors and sailors from several tribes that moved eastward. The number of warriors and militiamen from various city-states and villages is estimated to be also five or six.
Hundreds of people. And the Hidden Snake Saint who is really the main force... the Hidden Snake City warriors, there are about one thousand two to three hundred people, and they are all good warriors who are used to fighting on the water!"
"God bless you! We settled the navy here and cut off the connection between the holy city and the water village in the name of the Mexica harassment for more than a month... And the reason why these warrior leaders acquiesced to our action was actually not
Didn’t he betray the tribe he came from and completely abandon Hidden Snake City..."
"On the one hand, they are unwilling to accept the orders of Hidden Snake City and give up their surviving positions in the fleet to transport the families and belongings of the divine nobles and help these cowards escape... On the other hand, it is also the rumor we released before.
He said that you have contacted the Mayan city-state and are ready to find a good way out for everyone..."
"So, if we go east to the Mayan land in the east, there will be no objections in the fleet... And if we go west and join the Mexica people... I am afraid that the warriors of Hidden Snake City will not
You won’t obey orders obediently!…”
Upon hearing this, Priest Papu frowned and confirmed again carefully.
"Huh? Chuchute, you have been dealing with these warrior leaders... Are you sure that they are really unwilling to join the Mexica people? Even in such a difficult situation..."
"Uh...Boss, you also know, not to mention whether the blood feud between the two sides after fighting for so long will be avenged by the Mexica people...the reputation of the Mexica people alone will make the priests of Hidden Snake City tireless.
Under the propaganda, in the minds of the samurai and tribesmen in this area, it is simply..."
"What is it?..."
The leader, Chu Chute, pursed his lips and put down the half of the sea fish left in his hand. Then, he swallowed, stared at the dead fish head, and answered cautiously.
"They are simply the incarnation of volcanic demons in the underground, an evil army that can devour the souls of tribes!... They killed the divine priests and noble warriors, and they were as ruthless and cold as pulling weeds. And they ate us as if we were eating them.
Like a fish!...If not forced, who would be willing to surrender to them, from body to belief, and accept that kind of strict control?...Do you really want to abandon the gods and ancestors, and don't want the soul after death?...
"
"Ah, that's it! These warriors who have been immersed in their thoughts by the Hidden Serpent Priests do not understand the real Mexica people. For everything about the Mexica people, they only have what comes from the heart and is instilled and baptized.
Blind fear and hatred...and only after being forced to convert to the Lord God and breaking the clay pot of their thoughts, can they open their eyes and gain...'new life'..."
Priest Pappu narrowed his eyes, clenched and separated his hands. He pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth.
"Gods bless you! Lord God bless you! Opportunities come from fighting! Even if there is only one branch, we have to fight for the whole tree!..."
"In the current situation, we only need to bring the entire fleet over and hand it over to His Highness Mexica... Everything else is not up to us nor the warriors on the boat!... Of course, the most important thing is the ten
Two large ships, dozens of Mayan and Totonac shipwrights who can build large ships..."
"Twelve big ships? Boss, we only have seven big ships, where did we get twelve..."
"Ha! Most of the five ships under construction have been completed, but they don't have the upper deck and sails... But if the upper deck is not there, it won't be there. As long as the oars on both sides are there and can be rowed out! Anyway, we are going to surrender, and
It’s not a fight, bring me anything that can move!…”
Priest Pappu clapped his hands, his eyes becoming sharp and decisive.
"Six hundred backbone warriors and sailors, together with five or six hundred other tribes, took control of the twelve large ships! ... As for the main force of more than a thousand Hidden Snake City warriors, they were all arranged on the small boats. As for the explanation..."
"Well...Chu Chute, I have an idea! Let's do this..."
"Ah! Boss?!"
"Why, isn't it possible?"
"Uh! This...this is indeed a good idea! It's just about your reputation in the future..."
"Haha! What reputation do I have?... Let's survive first!..."
Before late night arrived, Priest Papu laughed loudly. He ate the last mouthful of old corn, looked at the vast moonlight on the seaside, and sighed quietly.
"Hey! Having a bad reputation is not necessarily a bad thing... I don't know, I have to be like the Timberwolves and surrender to the Mexicans wholeheartedly without leaving any escape route!..."
