The spring breeze in March is warm and soft, like the hands of the goddess of vegetation, gently blowing across the land by the river. The spring grass is green, the spring water is rippling, and both sides of the Leman River are full of life.
On the north bank of the Changhe River are dense mountain forests. Red-feathered chickadees soar in the woods, and white-winged mourning doves perch on cactus. Scattered wooden forts are scattered in the mountains and forests, with Otomi militia stationed among them, and farmland has been opened up under the wooden forts. In early spring, green grass grows on the fallow farmland, and unknown wildflowers bloom in the fields, attracting bright butterflies to dance.
More farmland is on the south bank of the Yangtze River. Going south from the river mouth fortress, along the edge of Lake Quiceo, you can see endless Milpa farmland, revitalized Mintun villages, and hundreds of canoes everywhere.
The Lake People of Prepecha are boating on the lake. They caught plump river fish and used them as tribute to support the regiments of pikemen who practiced frequently. They collected the silt from the bottom of the lake and used it as nutrients to fertilize the village public fields that were about to be cultivated. This is the new teaching of the village priests, just like the piled manure, which is "vitality given by the Lord God to nourish the earth and obtain a good harvest."
Not far away, the main god's flag was flying high, and next to it was the black wolf's king's flag. The river mouth fortress is like a lying giant beast, calmly watching the spring scenery on the river bank. This is the last leisure before spring plowing and the most peaceful time of the year. Next to Qingshi's fortress are two newly built vast barracks. Thousands of Guakili warriors are practicing in the military camp, their shouts shaking the birds. They are receiving basic formation and discipline training under the command of Mexican officers. When the military training was temporarily suspended, neat prayers sounded in the military camp, drifting away in the spring wind.
"What a joyful spring scene."
Shulot was wearing a white robe and stood quietly on the river mouth fortress, admiring everything in front of him.
Suddenly, there was a strong sound of wind in the sky! A huge golden eagle is spreading its wings and swooping down from a very high altitude at a speed of forty meters per second. In just a few seconds, it ferociously pounced in front of the king, bringing awe-inspiring wind pressure and ruffling the king's hair. Then, the golden eagle suddenly stopped and stretched out its claws to tear apart the tiger and wolf!
"Crack!"
A plump river fish fell from the eagle's talons and hit the king's instep accurately. Then, little Avelot was so proud that he flapped his wings twice and screamed proudly.
"YoYo!"
Shulot looked down and saw that the river fish at his feet was not dead yet, and its tail was still flapping like a reflex. Then, he raised his head again and looked at the returning little golden eagle speechlessly.
"Avelot, why are you back?"
Little Avelot tilted his head and looked at his master's expression. Then, it rolled its round eyes and looked at the bad guy next to its owner, feeling very dangerous. After thinking for a moment, it fluttered twice on the top of the fortress and threw it into Shulot's arms.
"YoYo!"
Even if the grown-up baby golden eagle folds its wings, its body length is close to one meter. Shulot was staggered. With a wry smile, he stretched out his arms and hugged little Avelot like a giant turkey.
Behind the king, the warrior chief Bertard silently put away his long bow, hid the bronze arrow, and smiled faintly.
Shulot affectionately rubbed the "big turkey" in his arms, then stretched out his left arm to signal.
Little Avelot fell to the ground, fluttered twice again, and jumped onto the king's left arm. It carefully retracted its sharp talons, revealing its slender eagle legs. There is a small roll of cotton tied tightly on it, which is the letter Shulot wrote to Alyssa, describing the ending after the Northern Expedition.
In late November, Shulot regained the Palms Valley and held a victory ceremony and conversion ceremony. Then he left Paramo two thousand warriors, five thousand canine tribesmen, and all the Otomi serfs. At the end of November, 20,000 troops and tens of thousands of prisoners began to move south.
It is more than seven hundred miles from the Palms Valley to the river mouth fortress. The canine tribes were organized into a dozen or so 4,000-strong flag brigades, and under the supervision of samurai and militiamen, batches of them headed south one after another. Along the way, the migration of tens of thousands of people left deep traces, and sporadic canine survivors continued to escape, only to be recaptured by the patrolling red monkey tribe and sentenced to whipping, fasting, or even hanging.
Tens of thousands of people walked out of the rolling mountains, walked through the vast wilderness, passed the towering mountain city, and came to the mouth of the Leman River. Then, the Kingdom's navy, which had been waiting for a long time, continued to pick up and transport batches of canine descendants across the river and settled them in the villages on the south bank. The Leman River is mighty and turbulent. After crossing the river, the canine descendants bid farewell to the wasteland completely, never to return.
After returning from the Northern Expedition, Black Wolf's King Banner moved slowly. It was not until the end of December that Shulot arrived in the mountain city of Otopan and held a New Year's Festival in the mountain city. The flag of the main god was flying in the temple of the mountain city, and the Otomi priests chanted the newly learned Ari scriptures, guiding one hundred thousand Otomi people to pray to the main god together. After the prayers of the Lord God, it was the turn of the original God to descend to the subordinate God.
After the ceremony, Shulot summoned the Otomi nobles and priests to have a banquet and party all night long. The Otomi nobles presented gifts, the priests offered poems, and the kings gave gems in return.
Then, he discussed with the old priest of Orta, Prince of Giowa, and Chief Chalki the fiefdom arrangements of the three northern states, rewarded the nobles who had made meritorious service in the northern expedition, punished the leaders who had not sent troops, and visited the mountain city near the Two thousand garrisoned longbow militiamen were left behind, and then they continued their march south.
The assembled Otomi Legion then disbanded in the mountain city. Under the leadership of nobles, the Otomi warriors from various states returned to their fiefdoms to prepare for this year's spring plowing. Further south from Otopan Mountain City, the one responsible for guiding them was Monkey Kuruka's First Lance Corps.
In late January, Shulot finally led the Guards Corps and the last more than 10,000 prisoners back to the river mouth fortress on the south bank. Black Wolf's royal flag was immediately erected at the river mouth fortress, and six thousand guardsmen were stationed in the fortress. The king stayed here to personally inspect the settlement of the dog tribe.
Within a few months, 60,000 dog tribes were settled in Hekou County. The villages and farmland here are all ready-made. The rule of the kingdom has penetrated into the villages with the priests of the main god, and the river mouth fortress is guarded by legions.
During the time of the Kingdom of Tarasco, the population of Bayou County was more than 200,000. Then the Western Expedition began, and brutal wars raged on this land. Refugees fled south, young men were recruited, and armies fought. Until the end of the Western Expedition, the traditional aristocratic rule completely collapsed, and all the great nobles of Tarasco were wiped out. There are only about 100,000 people left in Hekou County, most of whom are women and children.
After Xiulote established a new kingdom, he focused on Gyeonggi and Hekou counties. Set up a village in Hekou County, organize the people into households, and arrange for priests to manage it. The kingdom first moved 20,000 mountain tribes from the Valley of Mexico, and then traded 20,000 robbed Dingkou from the descendants of Guamar dogs. This time, with the addition of 60,000 dog tribes, the number finally returned to 200,000.
As the population increased, the boundaries of Hekou County continued to expand westward, annexing a small half of Sakapu State. As long as they manage patiently for two years and accumulate enough food and grass, the kingdom can move westward from here and completely eliminate the Feather Prince entrenched in the Chapala Lake area.
Of course, the first priority right now is to assimilate the 60,000 surrendered Guakili tribe as soon as possible, spread the faith of the main god, and stably bring them under the rule of the kingdom.
You know, these are 60,000 ferocious wilderness dog descendants, not docile Prepecha farmers. The Guakili dog descendants have always been hunting in the wilderness, are good at archery and fighting, and have experienced the baptism of war. Once they start causing chaos and move around, they can cause chaos in the north of the kingdom in an instant.
Therefore, Shulot stopped the royal flag at the river mouth fortress and was unable to go south for a while. He personally led the Imperial Guards to stop here, suppressing the northern part of the kingdom while reorganizing the various canine tribes. Thinking of this, he stroked the feathers of the little golden eagle and looked at the loyal warrior captain.
"Bertard, have all the canine tribes going south been settled?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Bertard nodded calmly. Then, he glanced at Avelot lightly, and the little golden eagle shrank its neck in fright, and called out "bad guy" twice.
"According to your instructions, the 60,000 Guakili tribesmen were organized into fifteen flag brigades of 4,000 people. Then, they were divided into the east and west and placed separately. Six flag brigades were placed in the east, mostly The dog descendants of the Red Fox Valley, close to the fiefdom of Tepopolo. Nine flag troops were placed in the west, all of which are dog descendants of the Palms Valley, close to the mountains and forests of Sakapu State."
Shulot nodded slightly. Separate placement is to avoid large-scale canine gatherings and reduce the risk of chaos. There is also a certain alienation between the eastern and western canine people.
As for the design of the flag corps system, it is based on the organizational form of the nomadic nation that combines soldiers and farmers. Use four hundred people to form a small banner, and set up a small banner leader and priest. Then, ten small banners formed a large banner team of 4,000 people, and banner leaders and priests were also set up to be responsible for war and agriculture respectively.
The large and small banner teams are composed of ethnic groups who have combat experience, have the same blood, or come from the same area. The flag force is an integrated army of soldiers and peasants, and is well organized and can continuously accommodate the returning northern tribes. Generally speaking, the establishment of the flag corps system was for the long-term future and for the empire's armed colonization in the wilderness and even North America. But now, this new attempt has just begun.
"Are the newly resettled Guakili tribe satisfied with the land they settled on?"
"Your Highness, they were surprised by the abundance of the mountains and forests in the south and the fertility of the land by the river. The ordinary tribesmen praised the Mother Goddess of the Earth and had no dissatisfaction. The first batch of priests of the main god had already gone to each flag team, spreading the faith while guiding the upcoming The coming spring plowing.”
The Guakili dog descendants are not good at farming, but they are good at hunting and fighting. Shulot deliberately placed the canine descendants near the mountains and forests on the east and west borders, just to maintain their martial tradition, even if it was only for one or two generations. Similarly, the canine tribe who are good at fighting can also exert certain boundary pressure on the surrounding neighbors.
"Are the leaders of each department obedient? Are there any connections or disturbances?"
"During the reorganization process, some leaders who lost their tribes wanted to cause rebellion, but they were quickly suppressed by Red Frog Chief Koka and Red Monkey Chief Ozoma."
Bertard smiled and bowed his head.
"Your Highness, your banner stays here. The Guards Corps, the Gyeonggi Corps and the First Lancer Corps are all stationed in Hekou County. The prestige of the 'Death Chief' suppresses everything. The south bank of the river is peaceful and peaceful, just like where the God of War lives. Snake Mountain.”
"Not bad! Well, Monkey's First Lance Corps..."
Xiulote pondered for a while and then gave instructions in a deep voice.
"Select two thousand Guakili hunters as soon as possible to complete the monkey's army."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Coca and Ozoma...ordered to reorganize the Red Frog and Red Monkey legions."
The king thought for a while and decided to disperse these tribal warriors once and for all.
"All tribal warriors are organized into flag teams! Then, each small flag team has 40 soldiers, each large flag team has 400 soldiers, and fifteen large flag teams have 6,000 warriors, forming six thousand-man battalions. The six thousand people were divided into two groups and handed over to Coca and Ozoma respectively!"
"Your Highness..."
Bertard's expression changed. He warned carefully.
"Isn't this a little too hasty?"
"If you don't destroy it, you can't build it! If you don't demolish the dilapidated wooden buildings, you can't build new stone houses. The 60,000 Guakili tribe were defeated and captured and moved to the south. They have just settled down now. This is the best opportunity!"
Shulot had murderous intent in his eyes and a firm tone.
"Let Orosh's Gyeonggi Corps stay for two more months until the spring plowing in May. The legions of the three kingdoms and 20,000 elite warriors are stationed here. The Guakili tribe can't afford to make any trouble. Well, pass on the order and let Koka Come meet me tonight with Ozoma and have dinner together!”
"Your will be followed, Your Highness."
Bertard respectfully should be.
Next, Shulot stroked the feathers of the little golden eagle and didn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until Avelot stretched out his head out of curiosity and pecked the wood-like owner that Xilot came back to his senses.
"Bertard, when the 8,000 men are drawn out, the 60,000 Guakili tribe will no longer have the ability to cause rebellion. Two thousand of the archers will be stationed in the first army. As for the 6,000 men from Coca and Ozoma, I am going to set up a A standing army."
"Establishing a standing army?"
Hearing this, Bertard was a little surprised. The current kingdom only has four legions. The first and second spearmen are both settlement armies, and only the 14,000 people of the Imperial Guard and the Gyeonggi Legion are the standing army.
"Yes. Guakili warriors are good at hunting, and the elite red-haired hunters can even hurt bronze-armored warriors. It is a pity for such an excellent soldier to serve as a reclamation army. They are good at fighting, but they are indeed not good at farming. Wait until the Guakili Legion After the formation is completed, military training will begin as soon as possible. I will be of great use soon!"
Shulot made a decision and asked.
"With one more standing army, will the kingdom's food supply be able to keep up?"
"Your Highness, the northern expedition has consumed a huge amount of money over the past few months. Relocating tens of thousands of Guakili tribesmen also requires a lot of food and materials..."
Looking at His Highness's expression, Bertard sighed. He took out a picture scroll from his arms, opened it for a moment, and answered.
"If the gem trade is expanded and a batch of food aid is requested from the alliance, the kingdom can support the autumn harvest this year. And when the Guakili tribe can become self-sufficient, and river mud and compost become popular in military and civilian villages, the kingdom's There will be a surplus of food.”
"Then this is the arrangement! Let the village priests seize this year's spring plowing and promote new agricultural tools and fertilizers."
Shulot smiled with satisfaction. He reached out and touched the letter on Avelot's leg, and the little golden eagle tilted its head in confusion. "Chirp?"
"Not long ago, the royal envoy came with a fleet to transport a batch of tin ore and transport the kingdom's copper ore. The envoy also brought a message from King Avit, requesting more bronze armor and weapons. I I have written a letter to Alyssa, exchanging the kingdom’s bronze equipment for the alliance’s rich food...Now, the letter is here.”
Hearing this, Bertard looked at the "messenger" in front of him and asked suspiciously.
"Your Highness, do you need me to send another envoy to the Alliance?"
"Haha! I have already sent another messenger to bring the exotic flowers and plants from the North, especially the Black Feather Jade from the Priest of the Wasteland...and now, I will let the fastest messenger in the world make a trip."
Shulot smiled. He stretched out his hand and patted the little golden eagle hard on the head.
"Avelot, don't play anymore! I'll accept your fish and treat the guests from the north to eat tonight. Now, hurry back to the capital in the lake!"
"Chirp!"
Avelot shrank his head after being photographed. Then, its little eyes widened, looking at Shulot with a puzzled expression.
"Chirp?"
"Go!"
Shulot raised his arm and threw up the grown little golden eagle. According to the falconer's explanation, Avelot now has the intelligence level of a six-year-old child. It has the concept of home in its mind, which is the capital city in the lake where it has lived for many years. Even if it flies thousands of miles away, it can still find its way home, just like a migrating bird. However, there is only one home in its current memory.
In other words, Avelot is now a one-way messenger, or a super-long flight yo-yo. Throw it out, and in less than four hours, it can return to the lake capital seven hundred miles away and directly reach Alyssa's palace!
Then, because it flew too far, it could not be found. The next time I come here, I’ll ask the falconer to take him with me.
"Chirp, chirp?"
Avelot hovered over the river mouth fortress, shouting in confusion. Shulot stretched out his hand, pointed in the direction of the east, smiled and shouted to the little golden eagle.
"Go! Avelot! Bring my letter to Alyssa!"
"Chirp?"
Avelot flapped his wings and screamed. Then, its cry suddenly changed, its body trembled, and it suddenly rushed towards the east.
"Chirp!"
Shulot watched the little golden eagle leave and disappear at the end of the sky, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Behind him, Bertard silently put away his longbow again, hid his sharp arrows, and smiled faintly.
"Bertard."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Who do you think is the suitable commander of the Canine Legion after it is formed?"
The king turned his back, looked at the flying birds in the distance, and asked calmly.
Bertard was stunned and replied carefully.
"Your Highness, everything follows your will."
"Has Black Wolf's injury been healed?"
"Toltec's injury has healed. He is guilty of his previous failure and has been shy to see you. He only studies in the camp."
"Oh? After this ordeal, he finally calmed down."
Shulot looked at the sky and smiled.
"You are his teacher, what do you think of him?"
Bertard lowered his head with a respectful expression and answered again.
"Your Highness, everything follows your will."
"Yes. Go down and ask Toltec to come over tonight and tell him that I will treat him to fish."
"...as you command."
"Ha ha!"
For some reason, Shulot felt a little happy. In this gorgeous spring day, he sang softly, took off the king's coat, and became a boy again.
"The golden eagle in spring flew to my window to sing, dropped a fish, and then flew away again~Spring Bird~"
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