Aztec Eternals

The rainy season left on an unnoticed night. In the early morning of the next day, when the sun broke through the darkness and the sky returned to the sky, people cheered enthusiastically.

The besieged camp soon became busy, and the warriors could finally take out the moldy clothes to dry. Also drying, there are piles of slightly moldy tortillas at the warehouse door.

And on the hills not far away, the majestic warriors are sitting cross-legged among the lush grass, enjoying the comfortable sunshine while looking at the wooden board in their hands with a sad face, and are struggling to learn the terrible "words" from Shulot. ".

Looking at the number of people on the grass, Shulot sighed slightly.

He said to Bertard next to him: "During this time, the food supply in the camp was not sufficient, coupled with the rain, it seemed that many warriors were sick in bed."

Bertard nodded: "The royal family is directly under the big camp. There are two or three hundred warriors who fell ill because of acclimatization. They ate moldy tortillas."

Xiuluo nodded, and then looked into the distance worriedly. There was the camp of the warriors of the city-state, and his father led the Teotihuacan legion there. He didn't know what was going on.

"The priest really has divine enlightenment. The ritual of boiling water before drinking is indeed effective." Botard said to Shulot admiringly.

Shulot smiled helplessly. At the beginning, he told the warriors who followed him to boil the drinking water before drinking, so as to reduce the diseases during the rainy season.

However, in this era, without metal tools, collecting firewood and making fire is indeed a very hard job. Samurai didn't want to spend hours just to drink some hot water.

In the end, he could only use the myth to tell his followers: "Sholotel, the god of death, has the duty to protect the sun, and he will be lenient to those who use flames to pray." Only then did he reluctantly promote the habit of drinking boiled water.

"The rainy season is finally over. Next, the transportation and loss of food will be improved a lot, and everyone can eat tortillas to their fullest." Xiulot smiled, encouraging the followers who were still studying with dishes on their faces. "Come on, keep studying, you are the pillars of the country!"

However, the arrival of the dry season has not made everything better. The normal grain transportation only lasted less than two weeks. In late November, news of the grain transportation team being attacked came repeatedly.

Avit and Shulot sat cross-legged in the cabin, and Bertard sat behind Shulot.

"Two days ago, a 100-member grain delivery team was attacked. None of the 100 militiamen escaped." Avit said with a serious face: "The clothes of the militiamen were all stripped off, it should be Otomi's." Mountain people."

"This is the second time this week. Last time, the heads of the militiamen were chopped off and piled up into a demonstration pyramid. The clothes on their bodies were kept intact. It should be Otomi's samurai team." The quiet Berta De added.

"It seems that a large number of Otomi people have sneaked into the forest behind us." Xiuluo nodded. "Are there enough food reserves in the camp?"

"The food in the camp can last for three months, based on normal consumption." Avet smiled slightly, "The food situation is not urgent yet. The existence of large troops cannot be maintained for a long time in the forest. The small group of Otto The rice people can only interfere with food transportation, and with their current capabilities, they cannot cut off our food transportation channels for the time being."

Xiuluo nodded, and the rear troops of more than 100,000 people still effectively maintained the 70,000 elite logistics supply line.

"But this is a very bad omen. Where did these attackers come from?" Xiulot asked seriously.

"Most of the samurai and almost all of the militia should be from Guamare and Palms. The scouts found that the villages in this area have been recruited recently." Avet has recently been in charge of the intelligence work of the army, and the security work is still carried out by Trust. Turk also served.

"And a small number of warriors may come from Tecaikos in the far west and the mountains near Coahuila in the north. Although the Otomi city-states there are weak and far away, they can also send out a warrior squad of a hundred people."

Xiuluo nodded, and Tecaikos was more than a month away from Ottopan to the west. Further west is the territory of the Tesk people, and the Tarasco people are attacking there at this time.

And Coahuila is nearly two months to the north of Ottopan, where it is full of desolate Gobi and barren plateaus, with hunting peoples called Chichimeks, almost the edge of the world in Central America . Further north of Coahuila is the Texas prairie where bison can be caught.

"After more than two months of siege, the Otomi people in various places finally responded." Then, Xiulot asked, "Does the commander-in-chief have any plans to deal with it?"

"It's more than two weeks' journey from Hilotepec City to Ottopan. The 40,000 militiamen camped in the middle are used to maintain logistics and transportation, but the fighting power is not enough. Totek is going to deploy from both ends Two thousand warriors, divided into forty one-hundred-man squads, searched for the attackers."

Shulot thought for a while, then raised his head and said to Berthard beside him: "Bothard, can you lead a team of twenty people to participate in the battle to search for the Otomi team? We have to master it." The specific situation of the Otomi fighting in the mountains. Be careful in the battle and collect more information."

Berthard bowed his head quietly and saluted: "I am willing to fight for you, leave it to me!"

Thus, the brutal forest strangulation began soon. Most of the samurai squads returned without success in the search, but once a small number of samurai squads encountered them, they would fight endlessly in the forest. In the dark forest, where the corpses of warriors and militia lay under the tall pines, they were no different. The blood moistened the soft ground, allowing the plants to grow more luxuriantly.

During the one-month raid and search in the mountains, more than a dozen jaguar fighters were lost, more than 400 warriors were killed, and five or six hundred people were injured. The casualties of the Otomi were only twice this, and most of them It's the militia.

The loss of this kind of mountain forest attack was equivalent to a large-scale battle, and King Tisok was angry and disturbed. The anger of the Mexica warriors was burning, most of it was directed at the enemy, and a small part was reserved for the king.

When Shulot saw Bertard again, the jaguar-powered fighter still had a calm face, but there was a bandage mark on his shoulder.

Shulot was a little surprised. If Totek was not counted, Berthard and Olosh were almost the two most powerful fighters he had ever seen. He was a little nervous about his number one warrior.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that I was shot by an Otomi hunter's single bow, and the powder has been applied." Bertard shook his head, "The situation is not very optimistic, the mountains and forests have helped the Otomi people too much .”

"Otomi's militiamen and hunters will set up different traps, such as a well-dug trap, with sharp wooden sticks inserted below, branches set up on the top, and then covered with shallow soil and turf. Once people step on it , the weight is exceeded, the branches will break, and the Mexica warriors will fall, stabbing their legs and feet, or even dying on the spot."

"There is also a kind of fork made of wooden spikes, hidden in the leaves and grass, and one end is connected to a curved branch or small tree with a rope, and then the Otomi will lure the samurai to pursue. Once the samurai touch the ground Once the rope is pulled, the mechanism is triggered, and then the branch bounces back with the fork, like a jaguar's full blow, which is so powerful that it can pierce a person's body and leather armor."

"Comparatively speaking, I would rather meet Otomi's warriors." Bertard said frankly, "Otomi's militiamen can be used as half warriors in the mountains and forests, and a few hunters are as terrifying as jaguar warriors. "

"The mountains and forests broke up our powerful formation. The heavy obsidian batons consumed too much stamina, but the stone spears of the militiamen seemed flexible. Various traps can ignore the protection of leather armor and smooth the gap in martial arts. It can allow the Otomi to retain more physical strength and find a more suitable time."

Bertard finally concluded: "We can't spend it with the Otomi in the mountains and forests. The sacrifice of the samurai is too cheap. As long as we go to the flat ground for large-scale frontal combat, a Mexica warrior group can easily defeat five times. Otomi militia, and the casualties are ten times less than those in the mountains.”

Xiuluo nodded, he realized that the army had actually fallen into the most primitive guerrilla warfare.

This kind of mountain guerrilla warfare will weaken the combat effectiveness of the elite enemy troops, and at the same time give a great bonus to the combat effectiveness of the mountain people who are familiar with the terrain, just like the difficult Swiss mountain people and South African Boers in history. Guerrilla warfare allows the weaker side and the opponent with disparity in combat power to play a casualty ratio that is not disparate.

"The location of the war must change." Shulot agreed.

The two were seriously analyzing the tactics when they saw Avit walking hurriedly.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Xiulot naturally, and then said with a smile: "The king called for a meeting, let's go there quickly."