The king stayed in the ancient city for two days and listened to the high priest's interpretation of the murals in the ancient holy city. Shulot also listened to mythological stories for two days.
"...So, the world was born out of nothingness, when there was no heaven and underworld, no Father God and Mother God. In the beginning of all things, there was only the first god Ometeotel, also an Otomi The origin of the name, the object of reverence.”
"He has two opposing divinities, both heaven and earth, both fire and water, light and darkness, order and chaos. The opposing divinities gave birth to two godheads, one male and one female. The union of the two gave birth to Huitzilopochtli, the god of war, Tezcatlipoca, the original sun god, Shulotl, the god of death and rebirth, and Quetzalcoatl, the Quetzalcoatl god.”
Shuttle stroked the ancient murals and stone carvings and slowly interpreted King Tisoke.
"That's it. Since the war god Huitzilopochtli has inherited the title of sun god and promised us Mexica people a fertile valley, he is the only main god." Tisok nodded, "Otomi people They claim to be descendants of the ancestors. This expedition must make them hand over the stone carvings of the temple, destroy the statues of the old gods, and convert them to the great sun god."
"Very good. The Sun God will bless the king."
Tisok smiled with satisfaction. Then, he asked seemingly unintentionally: "Speaking of which, your grandson's name seems to be Shulot? Is he twelve years old this year?"
"This," Shuter was startled for a moment, thinking of the other party's theological attainments and his own excitement, he couldn't help but hold his hand.
The high priest tried his best to answer truthfully, "Return to your Majesty. When Shuloter was born, it happened to be shortly after the death of the great Moctezuma I. That night, the stars were in the sky, and the light was extremely bright. I took the name of Shulotel from the god of night stars. He changed his name to mean the Evening Star Awakening."
"Indeed. The night my grandfather died, I also paid attention to the sky. The morning star was bright." Tisok stared at Shuttle's face, paying attention to the old man's expression. "Xuelote, the morning star, also symbolizes death. With Xinsheng. I have heard in the past two days that this child has always been smart and seems to know something since he was born."
"Shurote is indeed precocious, but he is only proficient in numbers, and ignorant of human affairs." Shulot quickly bowed his head, and the tattoos on his cheeks seemed to be soaked with sweat.
"The great Montezuma I is a descendant of the Sun God, with achievements in sacrifice and conquest. On the day of his death, he must have been personally received by the Sun God and introduced into the kingdom of God. He will never return to the world. The evening star shines brightly, which is also the time when the sun shines brightly. A sign of the arrival of the sun god!"
"As for Shulotel, he is just a tengu that escorts the sun on its night journey. How can it affect the death and rebirth of the sun." Shuttle raised his head again, his expression as sincere as ever.
Tisok said nothing. With murderous intent and suspicion in his eyes, he just stared at Shuttle closely. Shuttle's face was sincere and magnanimous. The hall suddenly became quiet.
Shulot was looking at the ancient and abstract murals, thinking that these myths were ancient and had obscure meanings. How to explain them? Wouldn't it all depend on the priest's mouth? Suddenly, he seemed to hear his own name?
When the young man turned around, he saw the scene solidified like a sculpture in stone. The king and his grandfather faced each other and looked at each other "affectionately".
He came closer with some curiosity, and suddenly felt blessed. He looked at the king with an innocent face, then looked at his grandfather, and blinked.
"Haha." Tisok suddenly laughed heartily and glanced at Shulot's innocent face that was unaware of it.
"What the high priest said makes sense. I have also received divine messages in my dreams. My grandfather has already returned to the Kingdom of God under the guidance of the Sun God to help the patron saint manage the human world. The prosperity and wealth of Mexica in these years is due to The blessings of gods and ancestors.”
"But being born on the day when the sun god comes is also a good omen." Tisok turned to smile and said, "The sky dog Shulotel escorted the sun's night journey, and naturally escorted his grandfather back to the kingdom of God. The birth of Shulotel was like this Things manifest themselves in the human world. This child is a blessing from the Tengu."
"Come here, give me some clothes." Tisoke waved to the rear. A guard with broken hair had already stepped forward and unfolded an exquisite black feather coat. The feather coat is quite gorgeous, and behind it is a Tengu suit with Shulotelmon as its body protecting the sun. It has obviously been prepared for a long time.
As for whether he had any other preparations, Shulot looked at the group of silent warriors with broken hair behind him, but he had no way of knowing.
Putting on the Tengu suit, Shulot felt that the size was just right. He was slightly surprised and thanked the king, unaware that he had just missed a fatal disaster.
The king touched his head with a smile, and then said to Shuttle: "I think this child is quite smart, and I like him a little. I will let him stay with me on this expedition. Firstly, it is safe, and secondly, he can follow me." Learn how to march and fight. When the expedition is over, return it to the high priest."
Shuttle looked at the boy, then at the king, and could only nod in agreement: "The king values this because this is the child's honor. Shuttle's numerical calculation is not far from mine. It's just his way of life, he is still naive and ignorant. If he offends unintentionally, please forgive him."
Tisok said "Oh." Then, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, High Priest, they are both of the same bloodline. I will treat him as my descendant."
Then the two said goodbye with a divine ceremony. Shulot didn't know what happened in the middle, but he saw his grandfather handing him over to the king. The young man suddenly felt like he had been sold. He said goodbye to his father with a question mark on his face and followed the king out of the city.
"What did the two pretenders say just now?" Shulot recalled for a moment, only remembering things like stars and gods. "Astronomy and prophecy are really difficult to understand." The young man muttered a few words.
By this time, the king's carriage had arrived at the camp by the lake. Continuous armies covered the entire lakeshore, and more than ten civilian legions had arrived. Including a mixed legion from Teotihuacan, there were a total of twenty legions, 160,000 people.
Even though the officers tried their best to maintain order in the camp, the camp was still full of rebellion. The warriors stayed for a day and still maintained a good military appearance. The militiamen who had just arrived were already making a mess, taking random water for cooking and playing and making noises by the lake.
Tisock happened to see this scene when he returned. The king looked conscientious and gave a few instructions to a tall man beside him.
The young man nodded when he saw the tall man. He has a cold and stern appearance, with broken hair and a tattooed face. He wears a special double-sided cloak, which looks a bit like a person trapped in a sheet. The cape features the classic Aztec sun stone on the front and a feminine serpent on the back.
The tall man immediately walked towards the officer corps behind him. Shulot saw several more men in double-cloaks there. The front of the cloak is carved with sun stone gods of different sizes, and the back is painted with different weapons, including throwing spears, war clubs, shields, stone spears, obsidian daggers, slings, and bows and arrows.
A few people said a few words briefly, and a man with an obsidian dagger painted on the back of his cloak hurried away. Not long after, there was a burst of noise in the camp, and then it quickly became quiet.
I saw a group of cut-haired guards holding spears several meters high, with more than a dozen human heads still dripping blood at the tips of the spears. Seeing this scene, Shulot felt a little cold in his heart. There is also some speculation about the meaning of the obsidian dagger.
The man led the guards to parade along the lakeside for a week, and the village leaders also shouted loudly to organize the team. Soon, the originally chaotic militiamen restored normal order.
The man with a dagger on his cloak returned immediately and respectfully reported back to the king on his shoulder. Shulot then saw that the king nodded slightly and seemed to be giving him some instructions.
The man nodded in agreement. Then he stood up and strode towards Shulot.
Only then could Xiu Lute see clearly that the man was about the same age as his father. He was strong and handsome, but there was always a faint smile on his face. Maybe it was a psychological effect, but the young man seemed to smell the smell of blood.
The man looked at the young man carefully for a while, and then he showed a sincere smile showing his teeth: "Hello, Shulot. I am Avitsotl."
