In a flash, a week passed.
In the past few days, through news from various places, Ella roughly understood the current situation: the main force of Aztlan led by the Sun King was heading north along the eastern part of the plain, while the 10,000 Aztlan forces led by Nezahual Coyotel were heading north. The Ztlan army is moving north from the west of the plain. Although they took different routes, the march target of both was a large lake in the northern part of the grassland, which was the stronghold of Hestein that Aztlan had explored before the war.
There is also news that the military force used by the Sun King this time, totaling all the troops, is about more than 130,000.
Ella was shocked when she first heard the news. But when the leader of the tribe introduced that the plain was extremely wide, almost the same size as the entire Aztlan Empire, Ella felt that the number of troops used by the Sun King was normal——. In such a long-distance battle, of the 130,000 people, probably 100,000 are logistics and transportation troops.
In order to ensure the supply line, these tribes along the way became a must-win point for both sides. Half of the Aztecs' purpose in launching this war was to consolidate their control over these northern tribes, and the other half was to push the Hestein group of uninvited guests into the sea.
During this week, the tribal priest who took the black spring water has been recovering from his injuries, but his symptoms have not improved. Ella's antidote only saved its life, but his entire mouth and esophagus were burned by the black spring water, and the internal organs that could not be seen under the esophagus were probably ulcerated. These injuries cannot be cured by medicine. The priest was wailing every day and every night. Although he was alive, he was in more pain than dead.
So the leader of the tribe proposed to send people to the north to find the Pawnee people living near Rouquan.
"The Pawnee people also believe in the god of spring water. I heard that they have magic that can heal people." The leader said, "If you can bring back a Pawnee witch doctor, not just our priest, Tesosomok There is also hope that your hands and feet will recover.”
"Where in the north are the Pawnee?" Ella asked.
"It's hard to say the exact location in the interior of the extreme north, because they have been migrating with the seasons. We don't have much interaction with them. But with the God of Spring as the medium, they should be willing to communicate with us."
"Would a tribe so far away be willing to come here to treat us?"
"Generally speaking, it's impossible, but it's different with you, Lord God Envoy." The leader said firmly, "It's impossible for them not to care about people who can remove the poison of the Black Spring. As long as the news is spread there, even if we don't If you take the initiative to invite, they will try their best to come here to meet you.”
"I don't know if it's too late."
Ella looked outside the tent and saw four tribesmen walking past the tent carrying a log as thick as their shoulders. Walking out of the tent and looking down the mountain, you can see that many fences have been added to what was originally the mountain road. There is also a half-built base at the bottom of the mountain, where a simple crane will soon be raised.
After getting rid of the control of Nezahual Coyotl, it was no longer necessary to continue the march to the front. After discussing with Tesosomok, Ayla decided to set up a stable stronghold here, waiting for reinforcements from the countries that fell behind, while watching the changes on the battlefield.
The tribe where Ella is now is in a relatively delicate geographical location. It is an extension of the mountains within Aztlan and is the western boundary of the northern plains. Further west, there are towering and insurmountable nameless mountains. And it is located exactly at the narrowest bottleneck of the plain. Although the plain is wide, it does not take long to cross the entire plain and reach the west coast from here.
Although it is not a necessary place for entering and exiting the plains, the troops stationed here will undoubtedly pose a threat to the supply lines of Aztlan's two main forces at the same time.
Ella didn't understand why Nesa Hualcoyotl felt comfortable leaving her here. If he wanted to kill her with the help of the tribe, then the risk would be too great. Now that Ella is under control, Nezabarcoyotl can definitely use a better method. Ella simply couldn't believe that someone who was so careful in doing things could make such a mistake.
But what exactly Nesa Hualcoyotel wanted to do, Ella couldn't figure out even after thinking about it.
The indigenous people of the tribe only had stone tools in their hands, and their efficiency in processing trees was extremely inefficient. Thanks to Ella and Amy's personal guards, they were equipped with small sickles and small axes. Although the number was small, it greatly accelerated the construction progress.
The tribesmen regarded these iron tools as treasures, and over the right to use them, more than 20 fights broke out in the tribe in just a few days. Even if the leader enacts severe punishment measures, fights are still common - those caught fighting will receive at most more than ten lashes. But it takes three days to chop down a medium-sized tree with a stone ax, while half a day is enough with an iron ax, which is more labor-saving. They would rather choose an iron ax than the possibility of being whipped.
From this small incident, Ella saw the unlimited trade potential hidden in this new continent. With the current national strength of the Pirate Kingdom, trade is probably more profitable than conquest.
"After Aztlan's troops are defeated, this stronghold will become the mainstay. The retreating Sun King and Prince Poet will be easily controlled by you. What you should guard against is not them, but how to block Hestein. attack."
While inspecting the construction progress of the stronghold, Ayla confided her plan to Tesosomok who was accompanying him.
"Hestein is a savage and rude guy. If he advances all the way, I can't possibly hold him back. Only by blocking his offensive can you have a chance to negotiate and I have a chance to intervene."
"Why can you conclude now that Aztlan will retreat?" Tesozomoc was a little surprised, "The Sun King and Nezahualcoyotl's troops are both very strong, and their magic levels are all better than mine. Above. Even in terms of numbers, we have the advantage."
"Aztlan will definitely retreat." Ayla replied firmly, "Because he is Hestein, my nominal lord."
"People call him the King of Beasts, thinking that he is a beast that only uses instinct to attack. But I know that he is a very powerful strategist. Taking this opportunity, maybe we can have a showdown with him to decide who is the best. He is the true king of the pirate kingdom."
Ella was stunned, turned her head in surprise, and looked at the person who said this - Amy.
"Amy? What did you just say? What showdown?"
"Did I just say something?" Amy's body shook, as if she had just woken up from sleep, "A showdown?"
"Amy?" Ella frowned, "When did you go to bed last night?"
"Last night? I have been looking at the star map to calculate the trajectory. It was probably...when Aphrodite rose?"
"Aphrodite?"
"It seems a little late." Amy touched her forehead and smiled guiltily, "Your Majesty, I'll take a leave and go to sleep for a while."
(End of chapter)
