Aztec Eternals

It rained heavily for three days, and the brutal washing of the city also lasted for three days. The rain fell on the temple of the god of the hunt, on the palaces of the tree snake gods, and on the mansions of the hereditary nobles. The fresh blood was washed away by the heavy rain, and the dying wailing was scattered in the wind. In the solid and ancient Tree Snake City, only gorgeous and decaying ruins remain.

It wasn't until three days later, when the heavy rain stopped for a while, that the new order came along with the sunshine. King Avit issued a royal decree to restrain the warriors of each state and divide the garrison positions of each ministry. Afterwards, wearing bronze armor and holding a gemstone scepter, he stepped into the cleaned-up Tree Snake City under the guard of a thousand loyal hair-cutting guards.

"More than a hundred years ago, the second Snake City established by the people of Tlaxcala, the de facto capital of the Four Kingdoms Alliance, and the everlasting Tree Snake City, are now surrendering at my feet! Haha!"

King Avit climbed onto the eighty-nine-meter-high stone city wall, and accompanied by his generals, he looked around the fortress-like compact city-state. Looking down at the inside and outside of the city, he couldn't help laughing out loud! His heroic laughter is full of pride in conquering his old enemy, and the pride of wanting to dominate the world!

"Your Majesty! During the siege, the Tlaxcalans resisted very resolutely, and the warriors suffered thousands of casualties! Even the commander of the thousand-man battalion in our army lost three of them in battle at the top of the city. What a shame! The elder takes revenge, dedicates himself to the Lord God, and does not care about his life for His Majesty!"

Kiki Mickey, the dead dog, straightened his back and stood beside him. On his bronze armor, there were still bloodstains that could not be washed off. Hearing the king's smug announcement, he gritted his teeth, lowered his head slightly, and advised carefully and tactfully.

"The Tree Snake City is so strong, the time is so tight, and the king's order to attack the city is so urgent. Thanks to the rock-solid bronze armor, the shocking new weapons, and the blessing of the Lord God, the rain that has been delayed for a few days, this will be the next day. Win such a tough victory before the rain falls!

"Um?"

Hearing this, Avit frowned slightly, hearing the unfinished meaning in Dead Dog's words. He turned his head and glanced at the confidant general who had been sweeping the city for several days without taking off his armor, his face softened slightly. The king pondered for a while before nodding his head slightly.

"Dead Dog, you led the royal warriors to fight bravely, and you have lived up to my expectations! The royal army was the first to break into the city, captured the Lord of the Tree Snake alive, and captured the two fleeing princes of Tlaxcala. First achievement! Chichimitch, my loyal general, I will give you a great reward! As for the pioneer warriors who broke into the city, and the royal warriors who died in the siege, they will all have great rewards and pensions!"

"Uh, my lord, I don't want to"

Hearing the king's words, Kiki Mickey, the dead dog, opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to continue to say something, but saw the eyes of Chief Intelligence Officer Gilliam shaking his head. He pursed his lips and bowed his head respectfully.

". Thank you, Your Majesty! The Lord God blesses you! You are invincible, and you are my supreme sun!"

"Haha! Not bad, do it well! Next, there are still many opportunities to make meritorious deeds!"

Avet raised the corner of his mouth and nodded. He stretched out his hand, patted Qiqimiqi on the shoulder, and whispered a command.

"Dead dog, tonight, I want to have a feast for the generals to celebrate the great victory of the Eastern Expedition! You go back and sort it out, and then report to me the specific casualties of the Royal Legion individually until tomorrow."

"Follow you, Your Majesty!"

Kiki Mickey knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully. Avit smiled, then walked down the high city wall and continued to inspect the city.

"Your Majesty, such a strong city was captured by the alliance's army in just one month! It can be seen that the Lord God blesses the Alliance, and the God of War blesses the king. You are the most blessed son of God!"

Hochkalo was wearing a spruce-striped battle suit, holding the scepter of the commander of the Sourwood Legion in his hand, bent slightly, and stood aside respectfully to accompany the smile. He has slightly plump cheeks, and although he is burly, his smile is harmless to humans and animals, and even his eyes are narrowed.

During this siege, the Sourwood Legion was the second to break into the city, occupying many noble mansions, and looting a lot. According to the customs of the alliance, 20-30% of the spoils of looting are usually given to the supreme commander, 20-30% are given to the direct army commander, and the remaining half is shared among the nobles and warriors at all levels who participated in the capture.

In the Sourwood Legion, as the successor head of the Legion, Hochkalo's share of the spoils is theoretically equal to that of the king. In actual operation, there will be a lot more, this is the benefit of being a legion commander!

"Ha ha!"

Hearing Hochkalo's compliment, Arvit laughed out loud. Afterwards, he took a deep look at the other party, then sped up his pace a little to distance himself from the generals behind him.

Hochkalo knew it in his heart, and quickened his pace to keep up with the vigorously paced king, listening to the instructions alone.

"How did the Sourwood Legion clean up the remnants of the city?"

Avit paused for a moment and asked in a deep voice. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were deep and meaningful.

"Your Majesty! The guard warriors who participated in the night attack in Tree Snake City have been hunted out by me, and I will kill them all to avenge the former legion commander Jotico!"

Hochkalo paused, looked around to see if there was no one around, and spoke in a low voice.

"Um"

Hearing this, Avitt's eyes flickered. He pondered for a while, then said with a smile.

"The leader of the Yotico Legion dedicated his life to the Alliance. Now that he has been sacrificed, he will surely rest in peace in the Kingdom of God! All the nobles of the Sourwood Legion, you should be able to settle down and serve the Alliance."

Hearing this, Hochkalo understood. He responded respectfully and reported the situation of the city-state legion.

"Exactly! Your Majesty, since Tree Snake City has fallen, the commander of the Jotico Legion deserves to die! Yesterday I gathered many nobles in the army to hold a memorial ceremony for the commander of the legion. Everyone praised him without any doubts, and they all respected the king Great martial arts, willing to die for the king!"

"And Jotico's personal guards acted as the vanguard, siege the city to the death, and now there are only a dozen people left! They avenged the Patriarch and fought bravely. Now that the big revenge has been avenged, I should be grateful to His Majesty."

"Very good! Hochkalo, you have done a good job! The Sourwood Legion is in your hands, and you should be able to make greater contributions to the alliance."

Avit nodded in satisfaction. He looked at Hochkalo, who would be slightly fat, but he couldn't see that the Yunshan patriarch was so meticulous and appropriate in doing things.

"The commander of the Jotico army died in the battle for the alliance, and he deservedly died. Now that the tree snake city has fallen, as the king, I will personally hold a ceremony to pay homage to him!"

"Praise the king! You are majestic and merciful, like an eagle in the sky!"

Hochkalo nodded again and again, smiling respectfully and kindly. Then, he thought of something, hesitated a little, and asked with killing intent.

"Your Majesty, the samurai captain of Yotico, Turquoise Tessie Whitt, is as brave as a mountain lion, and first ascended and attacked the city! Such a brave warrior may be blessed by God and deserve the most sacred glory."

"Huh? The most sacred glory?"

Avit paused, savoring Hochkalo's words. The most sacred glory has many meanings, but the most common one is to offer sacrifices to the Lord God and receive a glorious death

The king looked calm and pondered for a while. He glanced at the towering southern city wall, recalling the previous siege.

During the siege that day, Tessie Whitt was brave and fearless, wielding a shield and baton, and climbed to the top of the city first to fight. His burly and tall figure, in the eyes of the king, is indeed impressive.

"Such a brave general can serve as a vanguard, beheading generals and capturing the flag for me!"

Avit pondered for a while, a faint killing intent was brewing in his heart, but it was not strong. He thought for a while and asked in a deep voice.

"Hochcarlow, what kind of Tessie Whittle made great contributions to the siege of the city. What can I say?"

"Well"

Hochkalo thought for a while, hesitating to speak. He understood what the king meant. He was asking Tessie Whitt if he ever had any doubts and had any other thoughts about the death of the legionary commander.

"As the name suggests, the Tessie Whitman is as stubborn as a rock. He believes that the tree snake warrior is the enemy who killed the patriarch, and he did not care about himself when he attacked the city. Now, he has avenged his revenge. After paying homage to the patriarch, he practiced every day Martial arts, practicing warriors, and not walking around. In my opinion, he should not think much."

"Well, not bad. A pure warrior who can die for the alliance!"

Avette thought for a while, his killing intent gradually subsided, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

All the guards of the tree snake were killed, and most of the guards of the sour wood were also killed. The previous plan was like the night attack before the heavy rain, all traces were erased. And such a heroic samurai, who made the first achievement, is an example of the loyalty of the city-state samurai to the alliance, and can be used to inspire the hearts of the samurai! He didn't know anything about what happened before, so he didn't have to be executed

Besides, the alliance nobles who died at the hands of the female snake had already exceeded a hundred people. The samurai under them were also incorporated into the royal army, received favor from the royal family, and fought desperately for the king.

"Haha! Such a brave warrior deserves an honorable award!"

The king pondered for a moment and made a confident decision. He laughed loudly, and announced the long-planned Wang Ling according to the original plan. After forcing the city-state army to attack the city, it is to take in the warriors of various ministries and further weaken the strength of the alliance states.

".I promised all the troops! The brave warriors of the city-state will be selected into the guards of the cut-off hair, rewarded with the fiefdom of Chinanampa, and fight for the supreme king!"

Avitt declared loudly, his eyes bright as if they were burning. That is a raging ambition, and it is the king's determination, which cannot be violated. His eyes were shining, looking at Hochkalo. The newly promoted head of the city-state shrank his pupils and lowered his head, not daring to look at the king.

"Hochcarlo, the Guards of the Broken Hair will continue to expand. All city-state legions must hand over skilled warriors to fight for the royal family! You are given ten days to hand over two hundred elites, at least level three The level of an elite fire samurai! Well, that Tessie Whitt, who is brave and good at fighting, should be included in it!"

No matter how brave the samurai is, his destiny cannot be controlled by himself. In the few words of the king, everything about mortals is decided: whether life or death, or dignity.

"Ah?! Your Majesty, the Sourwood Legion suffered heavy casualties."

Hearing this, Hochkalo's heart was shocked, and his face showed embarrassment. Two hundred third-level elite fire warriors! The Sourwood Legion had lost a lot, and there were only more than 2,000 warriors left. If another two hundred elites are drawn, it will really hurt the bones!

"After the Eastern Expedition, the Imperial Guard will be expanded by 2,000 people! Seven legions from the north and the south, as well as the kingdom in the lake, will have to hand over hundreds of warriors! The Sourwood Legion suffered heavy casualties, so I just let it go. Only two hundred people are needed."

Avet glanced at it lightly, with some warning and killing intent. Hochkalo shuddered, thinking of Yotico's death, he fell silent and didn't dare to speak again.

"Okay, that's it! Let's go, the pyramid is in front of us. Let's go to the temple on the tower and take a good look, revered tree snake city lord!"

The corner of the supreme king's mouth raised, leaving behind a declaration of victory. His heart is full of the joy of conquest, he wants to conquer the recalcitrant ministries of the world, and even more so the rebellious alliance nobles.

"Unify all the ministries of the world, take over the real power of the states, and shine like the sun, the real supreme king!"

Avit raised his head, looking at the tens of meters high pyramid, the scorching sun overlooking the city-state. He is the main god on the throne, rising after the rain of destruction, illuminating everything that is brand new, and determining the prosperity of all things.

".And I am the sun!"

The king's whisper, scattered in the wind. His figure gradually walked away, and gradually climbed up. He was not very tall, but his steps were unusually calm. Step by step, to the high pyramid, come and go.