Aztec Eternals

Initially, Shulot was a little hesitant about the arrival of Avit Sotel.

But soon, Avitsotel showed the high priest's jade letter. This letter talisman has always been kept close to my grandfather, representing important trust.

"Your grandfather entrusted me to take care of you. From now on, I will be your teacher!" Avitsotel said with a smile. His smile is like the refreshing fragrance of pines and cypresses, making people unconsciously friendly.

"Now, I will help you adapt here. In the future, we still have the same goal." Avi smiled pointedly. His smile was like a gust of spring breeze, and there was a chill hidden in it.

Within a few days, under Avit's gentle teaching and considerate care, Shulot accepted this wise teacher and regarded him as his confidant and friend. Avit is very concerned about the lives of young people, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, in every possible way. At the same time, he always smiles sincerely and chats with himself, which always suits his own mind and dispels the loneliness in the young man's heart.

On this day, Avit called the boy to watch the sunset. The two of them looked at the gorgeous red clouds covering the sky, and even the treetops were shining with brilliance.

Avit took out a small flagon, took a sip, and handed it to Shulot. The boy also took a sip, which contained tequila with honey and spices. This wine is very tasty, it seems to be purified, but the degree is masked by the sweetness of honey and the strong aroma of spices, and the entrance is very comfortable.

While looking at the magnificent scenery, Shulot chatted with the teacher, and before he knew it, he drank too much.

Looking at the boy's flushed face and feeling the slightly swaying body, Avit smiled slightly. He calmly brought the subject to a deeper level. Driven by the drunkenness, the effect of alcohol and the unknown medicine, Xiulot has no more reservations. He finally spoke his mind.

"You mean, the sun is a big ball of fire, and the earth under our feet is a big ball of soil. The big ball of soil is revolving around the big fireball day and night?!" Avit looked at Shulot in shock.

"Yes, yes. Avette, you are really smart, you will understand after I tell you once." Shulot excitedly patted Avit Sotel on the shoulder. "The earth ball under our feet is also constantly rotating by itself. Because it rotates around the sun, we have the seasons. It is because of the earth ball's own rotation that we have day and night!"

Avitsotel looked at Shulot's face seriously, and could only see the sincerity on his face, the flush after drunkenness, and the excitement of meeting a bosom friend. So, he was silent. Even with his ability, he couldn't tell whether Shulot was really stupid after drinking or pretending to be crazy.

"You are indeed different from ordinary people." Avet could only say at last.

"That's what my grandfather said," said Schlott. The teenager laughed happily. No one has ever been so patient, listening to myself explaining the science of my previous life and explaining things in nature. He once mentioned another kind of cognition to the world with his grandfather and father, but his father scoffed at them, and his grandfather was delighted that he was different from ordinary people. Neither cared what he said.

Telling the truth after drinking, the untraceable potion brings a strong sense of trust. Shulot's emotions were in a state of high excitement. He couldn't help but say something hidden in his heart, to release the continuous pressure of this era that is seriously different from his three views.

"When I was very young, I had another memory in my mind, or some scenes." Xiulot described it with gestures. Alcohol affected his movements as well as his thinking.

"What memory?" Avet cheered up and asked with a more sincere smile.

"In that memory, I live in a peaceful country, and I have never personally ended the lives of others. In the world, at least by my side, there is not so much blood and killing." Xiulot felt a little nostalgic, and then A little emotion.

Even if there is no real equality in the previous life, the starting point of birth determines too much. But in the world, after all, there are equal thoughts, and there are people who are unwilling to accept oppression and desire to change the world. Unlike at this time, the harsh concept of hierarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, like the will of the gods, killings between levels can be seen everywhere, like a wild jungle.

"In my past knowledge, power needs to be checked and balanced, and there are always some bottom lines that need to be adhered to. Those in power should not deprive the weak of their lives at will. The deprivation comes suddenly, as it should be, and it is completely irresistible!"

Ever since he came to this era and saw blood that he would never have seen in his life, Xiulot always felt a strong sense of insecurity. Even though he was born in a noble family, he still couldn't guarantee the long-term safety of his life.

In this era, the death of life is too random, civilians wither like weeds, and nobles and priests will still die in cruel battlefields and secret murders. In fact, he has had several brushes with death. The fear of not knowing when the Western colonists will arrive is also deeply buried in his heart, and he cannot tell.

"Avit, you see, the king is at the top, claiming to be the incarnation of the gods, wantonly dominating my life and the lives of others, and forcibly taking me away from my grandfather. The nobles have been passed down from generation to generation, they are superior, and they have mastered almost all the wealth. This is true. Commoners work hard all year long, but they have difficulty getting enough food and clothing, and even cannot support children and the elderly. Slaves have no future at all. They either die in the mines, or die in the fields, or become sacrifices .”

"The alliance has a strict hierarchy, cruel order, bloody sacrifices, and backward productivity. All of this is not taken for granted. Since I have come here, I should try to change something! Even if it is only for the cruel society. , bring a tolerant order, put on a coat of tenderness"

Xiulot shook his head, countless memories of the past swirled in his mind, and the longing for "home" welled up in his heart. There are the values ​​of the youth in the past, the advanced thinking that has been passed down for many years, and the original appearance before he was changed by the times.

In this era, what is also difficult for him to accept is the strict hierarchical order. The theocracy is supreme and rules society. The royal power suppressed the nobles, the nobles controlled the samurai, and the samurai decided the life and death of the common people. The king premeditatedly eradicated the threatening faction, the nobles brutally executed disobedient civilians, and the warriors coldly attacked and killed unnaturalized savages. Life was like duckweed.

But he came from a completely different era and received a completely different education since he was a child. It was difficult for him to get used to this strict hierarchy, and he still couldn't accept it, treating the lives of civilians as nothing.

The contradictions of these thoughts clashed violently in his mind. Everyone around him is instilling in him another pure law of the jungle, a cognitive system that is more "adapted" to this era.

He is merging with cruel times. This means a compromise with each other, the world, or himself, which cannot be accomplished in a day.

So he will go offline from time to time and make impulsive actions. For example, the sympathy for the girl when the prisoner was captured, the dismantling of the grandfather's magical costume, and this "dangerous" conversation.

Avit remained silent, he no longer needed to worry about whether Shulot was really stupid or not. However, Xiulot's words still caused some ripples in his cold and cruel heart. Facing such a simple young man, he finally uttered some cold feelings.

"This world is inherently cold and cruel. Lions eat deer, and deer eat grass. If they don't eat it, they die. When they die, they are eaten. Priests, nobles, warriors, commoners, slaves. City-state people, foreigners, and wild people. City-states and jungles. What's the difference?"

"Sunshine is limited. If weeds are not pulled out, corn cannot grow. If you look at the rainforest, the higher you stand, the more sunlight you get, and the longer you live. Pine trees live for a hundred years, reeds live for ten years, and mushrooms live for one season. What's the same? Even death is different."

As he said that, Avitt’s words showed some ups and downs, “The so-called ordinary life and the so-called tolerant order are just appendages of power. As long as you are strong enough, you can be free. Until you reach the highest point, you are absolutely free .”

As he said that, he subconsciously glanced at Chengyu in the distance, and the majestic king on Chengyu, and whispered to himself: "And I am also the blood of God!" Immediately, he came to his senses, stopped and looked at Xiuluo special.

Seeing that Shulot was still in a drunken trance, Avet was slightly relieved, and changed his smiling expression.

He patted Shulot on the shoulder, supported the young man who was unsteady on his feet, and said with a gentle smile: "Although I don't know what memories you are talking about, I can hear the contradictions and confusion in your heart. Whether as a samurai or a nobleman, too much thinking is meaningless."

As he spoke, he looked at Shulot's tengu suit again. "And as a priest, you still have to pay more attention to divinity. For the royal family, divinity is human nature. Only by understanding divinity will you not die in vain."

Afterwards, Avet smiled again: "No, I was wrong. It's very good of you, very good! I will pass on your knowledge about the sun and the earth to the king."

"In this way, we can save your precious life and give you a tolerant order." Avet thought with a light smile. Of course, Xiulot had no way of knowing the unspoken words. He just leaned on Avit's shoulder and fell asleep dizzily.

The breeze and drizzle in May is the gentleness of summer. The warm wind carries the freshness of water vapor, and the rainy season has come quietly.

After the Legion at Teotihuacan joined the Army Group. The army marched all the way north, first turning to the northeast, deterring Tlaxcala and the northern frontier bordering the empire. King Tisok met with representatives of the city-state of Atotonilco to continue the show of force while arranging the defense of Tlaxcala.

At the suggestion of the "Snake" officer corps, the king left two legions directly under him here to strengthen the defense and monitor the Tlaxcalans and the city-states by the way.

Then the army continued northward for a few days, and reached the city of Metzitlan, which Shulot had passed through. Here King Tisok met representatives of the Vasthecs and received yet another tribute. Then it turned southwest and received another city-state legion from Weipuhetland, restoring the size of twenty legions.

In the end, the army went straight to the west, and went straight to the nearest large city-state of the Otomi people, the city of Xilotepec, which is only two weeks away from the three cities of the capital.

Soon, twenty legions surrounded Xilotepec, cutting off the city-state's food, salt and part of the water supply. The city is only four to five square kilometers. The eight core legions camped in the east of the city, about 10,000 senior warriors, 20,000 capital warriors, and more than 30,000 village warriors. They were stationed by the tributary of the Tampen River, which was the most convenient food road. This was a direct army loyal to the king.

The remaining twelve city-state legions were evenly distributed on the west, south, and north sides, with more than 30,000 people on each side, about 40% of which were city-state warriors and 60% were village militia. Xiusock led the Teotihuacan city-state legion to station on the west side where Otomi reinforcements were most likely to be encountered.

Father and son are two points away from each other, looking at each other from a distance. Since the farewell to the holy city, they have never seen each other again. Shulot often looked to the west, but one evening, he saw more than 8,000 warriors from the city-state quietly disappearing into the forest outside the camp.

The food and grass in the capital can go all the way north along Lake Texcoco, cross Lake Hartokan, go north into the main stream of the Tampen River, turn west, and follow the tributaries of the Tampen River all the way to the camp on the shore. It only takes more than half a month for a canoe full of food to complete the journey.

The morale of Tisok's army is high, and there is no worry about food shortages. Avit told Shulot that according to the latest scout information, there are only 8,000 city-state soldiers in Xilotepec, more than 10,000 village conscripts, and tens of thousands of civilians. Morale was low and people panicked.

If the two sides fight head-on, eight thousand senior warriors can easily drive them into the Tampen River just like driving a group of monkeys with a single charge.

And now, Xiulot is standing outside the east gate. What appeared in his line of sight was a four to five meter high city wall made of mixed earth and stone, full of defenders. On the narrow city wall, the warriors' slings, spears, simple bows and arrows, piled stones and wooden blocks can be seen at a glance.

Note: Starting from the capture of prisoners at the age of twelve, the protagonist officially walked out of the Butterfly Palace in the holy city of Teotihuacan, and began to grow up as a teenager. Values ​​from the past will gradually merge with the times. After going through all kinds of trials, life and death, he will become a true warrior, a true ruler. In the author's mind, real heroes are not born, but need time to temper. It is difficult for an ordinary modern person with normal three views to adapt to the cruel and strict ancient society in his heart, and it is also difficult to suddenly adapt to the barbaric and bloody battlefield. This is a complete reshaping of himself. Therefore, this book gives the protagonist enough time and the teachings of the elders around him, so that he can grow up reasonably step by step.