After running for about two quarters of an hour, the battlefield finally appeared in front of us.
Shulot climbed onto the nearest mound and looked down. Four to five hundred meters away, Totec's tall and burly figure appeared again. He was leading more than thirty guards to attack the royal warriors who were blocking the way. Behind him was Tisoke, who was guarded by more than fifty guards.
The young commander frowned. He saw the specific situation on the battlefield, but he couldn't say that this group of royal warriors did not work hard.
Every three hundred of them formed a dense shield formation, mainly for defense. Seeing Totec leading the guards to charge towards him, he tried his best to move to both sides to avoid the fierce charge and consume Totec's physical strength. Waiting for Tisok's rear group to approach, they moved forward and repeatedly harassed them, forcing Totek to return for reinforcements. Ten shield arrays alternated front and back, constantly attacking.
To put it bluntly, this is still a method of biting by wolves, attacking continuously, consuming the opponent's physical strength, and capturing the prey with minimal casualties.
Totec would occasionally rush into the shield formation, strike a few quick blows, knock down the squad leaders at the front, and then retreat before being attacked by the swarm. He would not stray too far from the supporting guards to prevent himself from being surrounded from both sides. Once surrounded by dense battle formations and losing speed and space, no matter how unparalleled the brave general is, he can only hold on for a moment.
Each effective attack will consume a lot of his physical strength and add some new wounds to him. But it will also cause the shield array in front to stagnate and become confused, losing command for at least a quarter of an hour.
If you want to break through these layers of obstacles, you must attack faster than the speed of the shield array. Just like what Totec is doing now, he has left more than half of the shield array behind. If he has enough physical strength, in another half hour, he can lead the king to a complete breakthrough.
Another way is to linger until dark. When night falls, the dense shield formation will be ineffective, making it difficult for the military formation to cooperate. In the night battle, the warrior's individual combat power is amplified, and with Totec's ability, it is easy to break through.
Schlott waved and Bertard nodded. The two of them had already made a plan, and the plan was simple and crude.
The warriors continued to march to their positions. When the low sound of bow-drawing sounded again, all possible breakthroughs were lost.
Totec stopped. He turned and looked at the mound not far away. Two hundred meters away, the long bow pointed directly at him. The caped commander standing in front was the little warrior who saved Avitt. Next to the short warrior were three old opponents he was familiar with, Stanley holding a huge shield, Bertard drawing a long bow, and Orosh holding a throwing spear.
"Tisoke, surrender!" The young man took off his helmet, revealing a handsome and resolute face.
Of course, it was not for the king who was doomed to die that he went through so much effort. The young man's eyes were always looking at Totec, as if looking at a rare treasure.
Totec also looked at the boy. His body was covered with bloodstains that could not be healed, his face was covered with dust, and there was unconcealable fatigue between his brows, but his face remained rock-like.
No matter how difficult the situation is, a strong will will never give up!
Seeing Shulot's face, Totec was only slightly surprised, and then he thought about it and recalled the boy's identity. His eyes immediately sharpened, and then he bowed slightly, breathing quickly to gather strength. Then he moved forward slowly, ready to go, like a jaguar ready to hunt.
Capturing the boy alive is the only hope of escape!
"It turns out it's you, little wolfdog! It turns out it's you!" Tisok suddenly realized as he was protected by the large shields of the imperial guards.
During the two days of fleeing south, he repeatedly deduced the failure process of this civil war, but he was never able to understand the context of the matter.
Why did Avitt suddenly appear in the mountain camp? Why are Kotoko's reinforcements in Avitt's hands? Why did Shusok's army rebel at the most critical moment? Now, he finally thought he knew the whole truth.
"It turns out that the mastermind behind the scenes is Shuttle, the old fox! The old fox and the poisonous snake colluded together!"
"The insidious snake bit me, the treacherous coyote bit me, and now the little wolfdog who doesn't even have full teeth wants to bite me too! Say, who else?! That old poisonous frog in Kechar is Didn’t you betray me too?”
The appearance of Shulot seemed to have defeated Tisoke's last shred of reason, and madness once again occupied his eyes. He waved the staff in his hand excitedly, and the warrior's calmness disappeared from him again.
"Tell my brother that this little wolfdog is a threat to his throne. He is the reincarnation of Montezuma. Sooner or later he will die at the hands of the old fox and coyote! The only way is to kill them..."
Tisock yelled at Stanley. The madness made him lose his mind, but it still did not eliminate the intrigue engraved in his bones. Perhaps imagining the beauty of enemies killing each other, he excitedly waved the staff and deflected the shield in front, revealing an obvious gap.
"Shut up!" Shulot could no longer bear Tisoke's slander and instigation towards his grandfather, father and Avitt. He waved his war stick angrily, abandoning his original plan and ordering the longbow warriors to fire a volley, no longer worrying about the possibility of accidentally injuring Totec!
"Whoosh!" A sharp lightning with a strong sound that broke through the air, with a slightly rounded arc, passed through the gap opened in the shield in an instant, and went straight into Tisoke behind the shield. The king lost his voice instantly!
Bertard's longbow trembled, an obvious and proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his shooting with pride.
Totec heard the sound and his heart trembled. He changed the angle of his force and rushed towards the king, but it was already too late.
The long arrow made a trembling sound and inserted diagonally into Tisok's throat. Then the long arrow carried huge kinetic energy and penetrated all the way down, tearing the king's trachea and severing his right common carotid artery from the inside. A large amount of blood spurted out from the neck and poured into the adjacent trachea.
Tisok was speechless. He fell on Totec's arm and tried hard to breathe, but he could only gasp for blood. The king struggled for tens of seconds under the triple pain of choking, suffocation, and blood loss. Finally, his hand was released, and the staff fell to the ground, gaining eternal freedom.
Bertard's smile froze. He had just aimed at the eyes, so that the process would be quick and the king would not suffer much pain.
Stanley said with admiration: "As soon as the commander said shut up, the warrior commander shot Tisok in the throat. It was really a shot worthy of the God of Hunting! This was the first achievement in this battle!"
Stanley's impression of Bertard has greatly changed since they fought against Totec two days ago. He believed that although the other party came from a poor family, he was indeed a warrior no less than himself. Warriors should cherish each other.
Orosh curled his lips: "I can't even shoot someone in the throat from two hundred meters away! You must be a lame tiger catching a blind rabbit. You're just blind."
The calm old warrior's face turned red. He just looked up at the sky and ignored the envious people. In the sky, the noon sun rises high.
Although the three powerful warriors felt sad about Tisok's death, there was not much disturbance in their hearts. The warriors are full of pride and only yearn for a broader sky!
However, not all warriors yearn for the future, and some have left their beliefs and vows in the past.
There was silence on the battlefield. The old king was dead and everything was over.
Totec held the dead king in his hands, and blood was spread all over his arms, and then flowed down his arms, across his body, to the soil under his feet.
Everything will return to the earth, just as he vowed.
Totec remained motionless, like a frozen sculpture. He lowered his head, and Shulot couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. The guards nearby also lost their movements, like dead trees that had lost their vitality.
The boy waited for a moment and saw that the sculptures were still motionless. He decided to take the initiative.
"Totec! Tisok is dead! I will give him a glorious and grand funeral! I will hold a sacrifice for him to lead to the Kingdom of God! Come and help me!"
It seemed as if these words flipped a switch, and Totec finally bent down slowly. He placed the king in his hand on the ground and gently closed the other person's eyes, which were widened in pain. Then with a little force, he pulled out the long arrow stuck in the king's throat.
He finally took off his double armor, slashed his undershirt with a long copper dagger, and tore out long strips of cotton. The sharp long dagger cut through the muscles on his chest, and a trace of blood oozed out. His appearance did not change at all, he just slowly and steadily wrapped up the wound on the king's throat and arranged the king's remains.
The boy's words were stuck. He stopped talking and just watched the scene quietly, with an ominous premonition in his heart.
Totec knelt down on one knee again, and finally performed a death ritual to the king. Then he stood up and faced the young man.
Shulot observed carefully and found that there was no sadness, no anger, no pain, and no relief on Totec's face. The face that was originally cold and heartless has now lost even its warmth, like a lifeless rock.
"My heart is filled with despair. I'm in big trouble now!" The young man felt bad and was still making his last attempt.
"Totec, surrender! Tisok is dead, and Avit is the new king. We can all be loyal to Avit together! If you surrender, the position of commander-in-chief will still be yours! What do you want? , I can promise you anything on Avitt’s behalf, such as the status of a third-level honorable noble, or find you a wife from the royal family..."
The young man felt that maybe his prestige was not enough, so he made a wish on behalf of Avitt. Anyway, Avitt would definitely agree with him. After all, an army of thousands is easy to get, but a general is hard to find. With such fierce generals, a powerful assault group can be formed to attack and kill the opponent's commander in a big battle and win key battles. This way it will be much easier to bring peace to the world. What's more, Totec's commanding ability is also obvious to all.
Totec just shook his head slightly.
"We can work together to bring peace to this world! The Tarascans, the Tlaxcalans, the Otomi, the Mixtecs, the Zapotecs...we can work together and conquer them all! This It is also the legacy of our ancestor Montezuma!”
Shulot was anxious and spent a long time preparing, but the general just refused to surrender. He then remembered that the warriors of the previous generation were all young men during the period of their ancestor Montezuma, and that Montezuma had a very special meaning and influence in their hearts. He began to compile the legacy of the late king.
Totec nodded, shook his head, and finally spoke.
"The legacy of the late king Montezuma was to integrate this alliance. He said, I have conquered enough land, and my descendants will integrate this scattered alliance and condense it into a whole. Reduce the divine power of the priests and increase their control over Controlling the city-state and reducing the land of the great nobles is the long-term solution."
Xiulote was stunned. Montezuma also said these words? I was also born into a royal family, but I had never heard a word of it. He immediately felt a chill in his heart: Even if he were as great as Montezuma, once he died, all negative records against the priests and nobles would be quietly erased.
The young man thought for a while and then advised: "Then you come here and help us! If we want to inherit Montezuma's legacy and reform this alliance, we still need to conquer foreign countries to gain the prestige of controlling the army. You can help us, come Accelerate the realization of this great future!”
Totec did not speak. He thought for a moment before answering.
"My duty was to protect the king, but I failed."
"I made a mistake. I should not have recommended Avitt as the commander-in-chief of the Southern Route Army under Otopan's siege camp. This gave him an opportunity. I should also dissuade the king and prevent him from rashly choosing to fight Avitt. Such a complete failure. I should have discovered Shusok's identity earlier, but I didn't. I should have protected the king from going south, but I still haven't done it."
"I made an oath to protect you, but now the oath has not been fulfilled! I took on the responsibility, and now the responsibility has failed! As a warrior, what can I say? Then there is only one death."
Totec's voice finally took on an ups and downs, and his low self-talk echoed throughout the world, carrying an unwavering will.
The young man finally shouted anxiously: "Are you not going to care about the king's body? Who will pick up his soul? Are you not going to care about your comrades? Are you going to let them die?"
Totec nodded when he heard this: "Thank you for reminding me."
He looked around at the last 80 cut-haired guards: "After I die, you are not allowed to kill yourself, and you must be loyal to the new king! This is the final order!"
The guards just knelt down silently and bowed their heads to accept the order.
Then, Totec faced the young man and said seriously: "The king's body will be handed over to you. The king is Avitt's second brother. Avitt will definitely give the king a grand burial for the sake of the new king's reputation. .
The king should not forcefully besiege the city of Otopan. This dispersed people's hearts and attracted interference from other tribes, which also allowed Avit to take advantage of the situation. This is the root of all failures, but unfortunately I can't persuade him.
After this war, the Otomi people were severely weakened and no longer pose a threat to us. You can sign a contract with them to rescue the captured samurai. If you don't want to negotiate, then just use your trebuchet to knock down the city of Xilotepec. They can't threaten us across the mountains and forests. Stop besieging Otopan's mountain town!
If the new king is ready to conquer foreign countries, he can either attack the Mixtecs and Zapotecs with simple cities in the south. Their wealth can satisfy the nobles and warriors. Or fight against the isolated Tarascans in the west, whose copper mines can make the country strong!
Don't fight the people of Tlaxcala first. There is a pond where birds live. Throw a stone and the birds will start flying in the sky. They would call in Nahua and Mixtec reinforcements. After feeling threatened, Holy Land Cholula would eventually choose to support them. The king of the Tarascans was very far-sighted and would definitely lead troops to rescue them.
This ancestral staff is very important to Kechar. If Avit needs Kechar's support, he can use this staff in exchange. If you're going to deal with Kechar, put it away.
Finally, the late king said that after death, the soul will go to the Kingdom of God and does not need anyone's guidance. There is such a ritual, which is nothing more than a means used by the priests to control people's hearts. After I die, please bury me simply without carving a mark, and please don’t hold any sacrifices..."
Shulot was shocked. Totec, who seemed cold and dull, turned out to be like a mirror!
He was a little scared now. Without Tisoke's restraint and letting Totec do his best, I'm afraid that both himself and Avitt would end up dead!
Totec finished saying what he had buried in his heart for a long time. His face finally had the breath of life, as if he had broken free from some shackles that had imprisoned him for many years, and he finally gained inner freedom.
He finally raised his head, looked at the beautiful clouds on the horizon, and showed a vivid smile.
"A warrior is like a withered flower:
The flower withers naturally, and I remember its beauty,
I should also die peacefully and leave my beauty behind.
Because flowers never covet the beauty of the world,
She will only be there on a beautiful day,
Choose a peaceful death...
"
After saying the last sentence, Totec naturally raised the copper dagger in his right hand and gently slid it across his neck. He let the bright red flow quietly, looked at the distant sky quietly, smiled, showing the surprise of seeing the memories, and then fell to the ground silently.
The young man watched this scene blankly. Unknowingly, tears fell from his eyes.
