The rain in June is pouring down, soaking the fields in the Lake District. In the endless fields of farmland, corn stalks are pulled out, beans grow true leaves, and pumpkins sprout new shoots. Even the weeds poke their heads out and look towards the rainy season sky. The land near the lake is so fertile and full of life force.
Ashulote was wearing a raincoat, a cloak, and a bamboo basket on his back, standing on the edge of the field like an old farmer. He stared blankly at the fertile fields and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"With so much rain, everything can grow. The land of the southern tribes is so fertile. It's really a gift from the Mother Earth!"
Surrounding Ashulote were more than thirty Guakili men. Some of them were shirtless, exposing the tattoos on their chests and backs; some had daggers tied to their legs and hatchets slung around their waists; some even carried bows and arrows on their backs and wore bone ornaments... No matter how you look at them, they They have nothing to do with meek farmers.
"Boss Aluo, today the brothers hunted two pigeons and three hares. Please eat together tonight!"
"Yes, boss, we also got some turkeys. They are plump and delicious when roasted!"
"What to bake! The southern tribes have a large clay pot that can be stewed whole to make soup. Add some cheap salt and get some priest spices. The taste will be delicious!"
Several leading men gathered in front of Ashulote and showed their courtesy respectfully. Two of them even secretly dyed their hair red. But in fact, in the entire village of thousands of people, there are only a few real red-haired hunters. Among them, the most capable and powerful one is the "Aluo" in front of him.
"I told you, don't call me boss!"
Ashulote glared at the young men fiercely, and they all shrank their necks. Then, he grabbed one of them by the chin and scolded him harshly.
"And you! Don't think I don't know where turkeys come from! Don't get me into trouble!"
This is a resettlement village for the Western Canine people in the Red Fox Valley. It is located in the east of Hekou County, close to the mountain and forest border of the kingdom. There are six canine flag troops, a dozen village settlements, and more than 20,000 Guakili tribes nearby.
At this time, most of the canine warriors were conquered by the kingdom. There were only some ordinary tribesmen left in the village, and no one knew his identity as Chief Red Salamander. But after all, he exerted pressure on one side and served as the chief of a large tribe for many years. In the Eastern Canine Alliance, he is the second-largest figure after Chief Chichika.
The cone is in the capsule, and its end can be seen immediately. The strong ones have always been respected in the dog-born village. The young men come from various tribes, and they are constantly colliding with each other to compare their strengths and weaknesses. Even though Ashulote wanted to conceal his identity, his red hair could not be concealed. After he took action to teach a row of provocative tribesmen a lesson, he naturally became the "leader" of the village.
Thinking of this, Ashulote sighed secretly. His identity is really sensitive, so the lower profile the better.
"O Mother Earth Goddess, since you have protected me and survived the attack of sky fire, you will not take away my life again! Lord Hummingbird God, this is your territory, I am willing to offer sacrifices to you, and have no intention of interacting with you again. You are my enemy! Please also bless me as well as the three gods of the Condor Tribe... Please protect me from all the gods and let me live in peace!"
Ashulote held the sun amulet around his neck and prayed sincerely to all the gods.
Not far away, the old village priest Taiya watched with cold eyes. After seeing Arnold's prayer, he nodded secretly. He made a decision, held the magic staff in his hand, and walked slowly to Ashulote.
"Praise the Lord God! Aluo, according to the Lord God's guidance, when the corn grows five cotyledons, it is time to go to the ground and weed."
The old priest Teia was a native of Prepecha. After the Western Expedition, he was relieved of his position as village priest and conscripted to the royal capital to learn the teachings of the Lord God. When he finished his studies, he happened to be assigned to the ferocious dog-origin village, where he was responsible for guiding the settled Guakili tribe.
Hearing this, the young men of Guakili stared at the old priest with evil eyes. All day long, the old priest only knew how to urge them to go to the ground. Everyone has been working hard from the end of April to the beginning of June. They have never been so tired. If you are busy working in the fields, how can you have the joy of hunting and traveling!
"Yes, praise the Lord God! Dear Priest Taiya, I will take everyone down to the ground right now."
Ashulote bowed respectfully. Although the priest in front of him is old and frail, behind him is the entire powerful cactus tribe! He turned around and yelled at everyone fiercely.
"Get back to work! Put your bamboo baskets on your back, grab your stone farm tools, and go to the fields to hoe weeds! Damn it, be careful, don't hoe pumpkins as weeds! You are growing food, If the seeds are buried in the soil, they will produce several times the amount of fruit in the fall. By then, everyone will have enough to eat!"
Then, Ashulote pulled out the dagger from his waist and swung it fiercely several times, causing a sharp sound of wind.
"Ancestors witness! If anyone doesn't work hard and everyone has nothing to eat in autumn, I will give him to other tribes!"
Hearing this, the young men all trembled. In the wilderness, with the increase in tribal population, there will be food shortages every few years. The tribes sometimes fight each other, and sometimes they directly exchange the old and the weak. They have known the consequences of being sent out by the tribe since they were young.
Everyone was as silent as cicadas, and obediently carried their bamboo baskets on their backs, took their stone hoes, and went to work in the fields.
Seeing this, the old priest Taiya was extremely happy. He had no background in the kingdom, otherwise he would not have been assigned to the newly established canine village to serve as the most difficult, dangerous, and unprofitable canine priest.
Fortunately, there is a canine-headed man in this village who believes in the Lord God, knows the general situation very well, and can control the situation. It's all thanks to the other party's control that this year's spring plowing work can be completed in time. You know, other nearby Guakili villages are moving slowly, and they have not even finished sowing until now.
Thinking of this, the old priest Taiya looked at Ashulote with a kind smile.
"Aluo, come with me, I have something good for you!"
"Uh...ok."
The strong Ashulote followed the skinny Taia and walked towards the wooden house of the village priest. Apart from the barn, it was the only decent building in the village. The others were huts and thatched sheds.
The old priest Taia approached the dim wooden house, fumbled slowly for a while, and then took out a sturdy bronze hoe.
"Here! Arnold, this is a hoe for you! Its blade is very sharp and it is very convenient for hoeing."
"Hey, this is...sharp and strong bronze?"
Ashulote took the hoe and looked it up and down for a while, with a look of surprise on his face. The Cactus tribe is so powerful that they use precious bronze as farming tools!
"Huh? Arnold, you actually know about bronze?"
The old priest Taiya was also a little surprised.
"Oh, respected Priest Taia. I have been detained in the logistics camp since I was captured by the Death Chief's legion. Sometimes, the legion will let us transport some weapons and equipment. This is what I heard from the samurai in custody. .”
Ashulote began to lie, his face unchanged and his heart not beating.
"Not bad! Arnold, His Majesty's Guards Corps allows you to transport equipment, which shows that you have been performing very well."
The old priest Taiya smiled and nodded, becoming more and more sure of his choice. He thought for a moment and pointed.
"From now on, you have to call your Majesty, not Chief Death. His Majesty inherited the Kingdom of Tarasco and appointed the sage from the Lake District as the chief minister. He is the sun of our Prepecha people. Prepecha officials at all levels respect He even surpasses many Mexica warriors. When the Mexica warriors call you Your Highness, we will call you Your Majesty... If you meet a warrior who comes to collect food, saying "Your Majesty" can make people feel close to him."
"...Yes, praise your Majesty! Priest Taiya, thank you for your teaching."
Ashulote was speechless and could only bow his head in response.
"Okay! Over the past few months, I have long seen that you are a smart and good boy!"
The old priest Taiya nodded with satisfaction. Then, he groped around the room for a while and took out a worn yellow paper book.
"Here, Arnold!"
"Uh...what is this?"
Ashulote stared at it for a long time. There were three mysterious square symbols on the page, like the mysterious runes of a priest.
"The Alliance's fundamental book, the Ali Sutra. Arnold, read it well, and your future will be bright!"
The old priest Taiya smiled gently, and a light seemed to flash in his eyes.
"Arno, the glory of the main god has not yet enveloped the hearts of the various tribes in Guakili. For the kingdom, if a devout priest from Guakili appears, he will definitely be reused, and can even become the third-level chief priest in charge of a parish. ! You are a devout believer in the Lord God and the leader of the Guakili tribe. You can take this road!"
"Ah, this?..."
Hearing this, Ashulote was confused. He stared blankly at the wise old priest in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Hold him. Carry him with you."
The old priest Taiya smiled confidently. He put the scripture into Ashulote's hand and warned him kindly.
"Starting from this evening, I will teach you the words of the Kingdom every day! Within a month, you should learn as much as possible. It is best if you can memorize the scriptures!"
"Ah? One month, memorize it?"
Ashulote was a little confused. It would definitely be a good thing to learn the sacred writings of the southern priests. However, why should we limit it to one month and try to memorize it as much as possible? He looked at the old priest Taiya, who smiled mysteriously.
"Arnold, do as I say. When the time comes, there will naturally be benefits for you! Huge benefits!"
Asiulote was still waiting to ask more questions, but the old priest Taiya smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he should go to the fields to work. Ashulote took the sharp bronze hoe and went to the field obediently.
Looking at Arnold's strong back, Taiya smiled again. He murmured expectantly.
"One month, wait another month. In one month, His Majesty will come here to inspect. The spring plowing in the village will be completed in time, and Your Majesty will not be in a bad mood. At that time, I will take the opportunity to introduce you to Your Majesty! Arnold, this is Your only chance is also my only chance! I can’t spend my whole life just being a poor village priest..."
