Candles are shining brightly, and the splendid king's palace is decorated with gold and silver carvings; bonfires are blazing, and the gorgeous murals of gods are filled with colorful lights.
The door of the main hall was tightly closed, and there were only two people and attendants in the hall. There was silence and solemnity everywhere. Avitt raised his eyes slightly and stared at the mural on the ceiling of the palace.
Huitzilopochtli, the sun god, the god of war, and the patron saint of Mexica, is located in the middle of the sky, wearing feathers that stretch like the sun on his head, holding a throwing spear that emits thunder and lightning, looking down at dozens of gods and thousands of people. And in his left hand below him is the god of death, Shulotel, with a black wolf head and a long red tongue, loyally protecting the rising sun.
After that, there are Tlaloc, the rain god, Tezcatlipo, the primordial sun, Ometeotel, the god of day and night, Miscuatl, the hunting god, Quesaltzin, the fire god... .
In this ceiling mural, the order of the gods is deliberately designed and seems to be full of profound meaning. Among the gods, there is no Quetzalkoatl, the Quetzalcoatl god who is widely believed in by all tribes in the world. It was obviously newly painted not long after the religious reform.
Avitt stared at the mural of gods on the ceiling, contemplating without saying a word. The sun god shines in all directions! No matter how heroic and proficient the God of Death is, or how famous he is, he is the loyal subordinate god of the Lord God, always guarding the rising of the sun and never disobeying him in the slightest. The residence of the God of Death is in the west of sunset, desolate and far away, never threatening the throne of the Lord God. The power of the God of Death cannot be compared to the Lord God who rules the world...
Many unforgettable memories flashed through one after another, like pictures painted and engraved by gods. The scroll came alive for a moment, and then disappeared one by one, taking away some of the comments from the ministers nearby.
After a while, Avitt's heart finally became clear. With a confident smile on his face, he raised his staff and stood up from the throne like a jaguar.
"Praise the Lord God! Shulot, my student, in the past three years, you have surrendered the three kingdoms of Otomi, conquered the Guakili dog descendants in the north, changed the feudal system in the south, and conquered the Tekos tribe...even if you are seven hundred miles apart. In the lake capital, I can keep hearing good news about you! My child, I am proud to watch you grow up day by day! At this moment, you appear in front of my eyes, already as handsome as an eagle, in the vast sky Soar in the sky!"
Avitt's words were filled with joy from the bottom of his heart. He walked down calmly and forcefully and came to Shulot's side. Then, he stretched out his hand, shook the young man's hair naturally, and helped the young man up kindly.
"Xulot, my student, get up! You don't need to be polite in front of me."
Hearing this, Shulot stood up, smiled respectfully, and looked at the king's face.
"His Majesty..."
"There is no one in the hall, please call me teacher!"
Avitt raised his eyebrows and interrupted Xuelote's words. Then he laughed boldly and gave the student a strong hug.
"Haha, your height is already slightly higher than mine!"
"teacher..."
Facing the king's tenderness, Shulot felt a little moved. He bowed his head and saluted. Then, Avitt turned around and returned to the throne. Shulot also followed and came to stand beside the throne.
"Xulot, how is the situation in the Kingdom of the Lake?"
"With the blessing of the Lord God, everything is going well!"
Shulot thought for a while and answered with a smile.
"Whether it is the Otomi people in the north or the Tekos people in the south, they have successively sent envoys to surrender to the alliance and pay tribute regularly every year. The Chapala Lake area further to the west is overwhelmed by the attacks of the Guamar dog descendants and is unable to move eastward. It’s just that the kingdom was established not long ago and its foundation is a little shallow. There is not enough people in the country, and there is also a shortage of food after successive battles..."
"Dingkou and grain...I will think of a way for you."
Avitt agreed calmly. Then, he took out a huge map from under the throne and unfolded it in front of Shulot.
"After the autumn harvest, the Alliance will mobilize all its troops, launch a divine war, conquer the Tlaxcala people, and destroy the old enemy in the east!"
The king's calm eyes revealed burning flames.
"The core of the Four-State Alliance of Tlaxcala is located in the Tlaxcala Valley two to three hundred miles to the east! The alliance will mobilize one hundred thousand warriors, divided into two groups, the north and the south, and march toward the east respectively, destroying all those who dare to stand in the way. enemy!"
"What, mobilize a hundred thousand warriors?!"
Hearing this, Shulot was shocked. Behind the 100,000 warriors, there must be at least the same number of militiamen to maintain logistics and guard the retreat. The main body of the alliance has a population of three to four million and mobilizes more than 200,000 strong men. It is a real big deal!
Of course, this levy-to-dispatch ratio is because the logistical distance is only two to three hundred miles. If the alliance's territory expands again and it wants to conquer the Zapotecs a thousand miles away, the number of troops that can go out will be reduced by more than half.
"That's right! Fifty thousand warriors directly under the royal family and fifty thousand vassal warriors from various states. There are more than 1.3 million people in Tlaxcala. They are good at fighting and have been fighting for hundreds of years. They can mobilize 40,000 to 50,000 warriors and nearly 100,000 militiamen. More The key thing is that they have built many mountain cities that are difficult to attack and require a large number of troops to surround them. In this battle, the alliance does not want to pay tribute or surrender, but only needs to completely destroy the Tlaxcala Alliance!"
Avitt's cold expression determines the fate of millions of people. The alliance has been quietly saving up for three years, just to eliminate its old enemy in one fell swoop. He looked into Shulot's eyes and said in a deep voice.
"The scouts have found out that the old enemies, the Tlaxcalans, have secret alliances with the Totonacs in the east, the Mixtecs, and the Zapotecs in the south. Once the alliance marches eastward, these three groups are likely to Troops will be sent to rescue...Xulot, my prince, if the food is supplied by the alliance, how many warriors can the feudal kingdom in the lake send out?"
"Teacher, the kingdom can mobilize two and a half legions, about 20,000 warriors!"
Shulot had expected it and answered calmly.
Excluding the troops garrisoned in each county, the kingdom can dispatch two and a half legions for expedition. The main force is the 7,000 Guards Corps and the 8,000 Guaquili Corps, and then thousands of tribal warriors are mobilized from the surrendered Tekos army to assist. If these tribal warriors stay in the hinterland of the kingdom, they will be a hidden danger to public security. And once the troops are sent to the front line, under the pressure of tens of thousands of elites, they will be the best vanguard army!
"Twenty thousand warriors...not bad, very good!"
Hearing this, Avitt's eyes flashed with satisfaction. The kingdom in the lake was short-lived and had an unstable foundation. In his opinion, 20,000 warriors is indeed the limit of the kingdom's troop dispatch. And Shulot's ability to dispatch so many elites to fight for the alliance is enough to prove his loyalty. In this case, he gave students a chance to choose.
"Xulot, do you want to join the Northern Route Army or the Southern Route Army? The Northern Route Army goes straight into Tlaxcala State, so be careful about the support of the Totonac people. The Southern Route Army is attacking Tepeyacac State, so beware of rice. The Rise of the Stycs and Zapotecs.”
Shulot frowned slightly, lost in thought.
By this time, the Mexican Alliance had five points in the world and only two points. The remaining ministries in the world are all communicating secretly, forming a vague encirclement network. Generally speaking, the Mixtecs and Zapotecs on the southern route have more troops and are more troublesome. However, with the support of the Tulsas River waterway, the loot can be continuously transported back to Lithospermum County in the south.
"Teacher, I join the Southern Route Army!"
After a moment, Shulot made a decision and replied loudly.
He believed that with the powerful strength of the Kingdom's Guards Corps, they would not be afraid of any field battle! During this alliance's eastward expedition, the land of the Tlaxcalans obviously had nothing to do with the feudal kingdom in the lake. If the Eastern Expedition succeeds, the Tlaxcala Valley will either be brought directly under the Alliance, or be enfeoffed as a princely domain, or both.
What the Kingdom in the Lake can obtain is the loot plundered during the Eastern Expedition. Among them, the young and strong Dingkou, who are large in number and can consolidate the foundation of the kingdom, are the most precious. Only along the Tulsas River can the population gained in the war be transported thousands of miles back to Zicao County in the south.
As for the Mixtecs and Zapotecs, if they dare to send troops to attack, they will plunder all the Mixtec states along the river!
"very good!"
Avitt nodded with satisfaction and looked at each other with a smile. In just a few words, the two of them decided on the military and national affairs of the alliance and the future direction of the world. The army is dispatched and the affairs are complicated. The specific military details will be handled by specialized advisers and generals.
Next, the conversation between teacher and students becomes much easier. Avitt asked about the scenery and people in the north and south, and Shulot also talked about the situation in various parts of the northern wilderness, as well as the continuous mountains of the Tekos people in the west.
"So, the wilderness stretches infinitely to the north, more than two thousand miles north, and there are still tribes of canine descendants?"
Avitt was surprised. His eyes widened, like a jaguar smelling something fishy.
"Exactly! Teacher, according to the surrendered Chief Guakili, in order to avoid the cold wave disaster, they went south from the northern wasteland more than a thousand miles away and arrived at the land of the Otomi people. And on their former land, further One or two thousand miles to the north, there are still countless migrating tribes. The tribes in the wilderness are like stars in the sky. Further north, where the endless cold wave is raging, there are still tens of thousands of miles of land! These lands are extremely fertile and covered with thick There are thick long grasses and dense black forests. There are several large rivers running north and south, connecting everything along the way..."
Hulott talked about the vast North American continent with the same gleam in his eyes.
"In the northern wilderness, there are huge veins of gold and silver, exposed between the Gobi and the rocks. Further north, there are huge open-pit copper mines, open-pit coal mines, open-pit iron... and other metal mines. And in our world In the northwest, there are towering rocky mountains stretching for thousands of miles. That is probably the source of our Mexica people, the land of Aztlan... And relying on the blocking of rocky mountains, many places in the far northwest will not Attacked by the cold wave. There is fertile soil that can be cultivated, rivers flowing from the mountains, more prosperous tribes, and even city-states in the mountains..."
After hearing about such a vast world, Avitt stood up suddenly. He looked towards the north, with a falcon-like desire to conquer in his eyes. After a while, he calmed down and slowly sat back on the throne.
"Xulot, my student. After hearing what you said, I really want to take the legion to the north... You just said that the Tekos people in the west of the world also have thousands of miles of land? "
"Indeed! From the mouth of the Leman River to the mouth of Talsas, the Tekos people from all parts of the north and south are scattered over a land of more than 1,500 miles. Their land is either along the endless western lake or along the Along the valleys and rivers in the mountains, the terrain is extremely scattered and the terrain is quite dangerous. Only by opening up the two largest rivers in the world and conquering along the seashore can the land of the Tekos people be brought under control!"
"Yes, Not Bad!"
Avitt nodded slightly. He looked at Shulot and said with a smile.
"Xulot, my student. I gave you the whole west of the world, but unexpectedly the west is so vast! It seems that there is still a lot that the Kingdom in the Lake can do in the future!"
Hearing this, Shulot's eyes flashed and he nodded respectfully. He thought about the teacher's words and heard the subtext.
"The kingdom in the lake can only expand to the west..."
The two of them talked and laughed, and unknowingly, they chatted for a long time. All the ministries and major events in the world are tolerated in the minds of the kings and considered in their minds.
"Xulot, I heard that you implemented a strict reduction of feudal titles in the south and reduced the number of Prepecha nobles' fiefdoms by more than 90%?"
After a while, Avitt shook the staff in his hand and asked another concerned question.
"Exactly! Teacher, these southern nobles are the legacy of the Kingdom of Tarasco, and control 89% of the land and settlements in the south. The tribute and manpower the kingdom collected from the 200,000 people in the south are not as good as There are 40,000 to 50,000 people in Gyeonggi Province.”
Xiuluo nodded, his expression confident and firm.
"After I conquered the north, I rested for a season and then continued south to reduce the fiefdoms. Tens of thousands of elite warriors pressed down like mountains. The old nobles had no way to resist and could only obey orders. Those who were unwilling to obey were wiped out and the fiefdoms were completely recovered. , the children were exiled to Northern Xinjiang!"
"Not bad, very good! Excellent!"
Avitt was slightly moved, and his emotions fluctuated as he spoke.
"The old local nobles control too many fiefs and people! The central power of the royal family must continue to be strengthened! What a pity...a pity!..."
Hearing this, Shulot felt a chill in his heart. He pursed his lips and looked at Avitt's expression cautiously.
"Teacher, after all, the alliance is different from the kingdom... There is no need to rush. Otherwise, the nobles' denial will be really dangerous..."
"Um."
Avitt's expression remained unchanged, noncommittal. He looked at Shulot and asked with concern.
"Xulot, my child, I heard that you encountered a dangerous assassination in the south?"
"Ah! Yes..."
Shulot lowered his eyes and nodded in response.
"Teacher, the situation was quite dangerous at that time. The assassin hid frog poison in his nails, and I almost had a brush with death..."
"Yes. I heard the details from the intelligence officer."
Avitt looked at Shulot calmly. After a while, he spoke calmly.
"Xulot, my child, the mastermind behind your assassination has been captured by the Alliance and is imprisoned in the dungeon of a nearby temple. Their crime of assassinating His Highness of the Alliance is unpardonable. They are keeping their lives alive at this time just so that you can see them. Above! Soon, they will all be executed, and their heads will be erected in front of the great temple as a warning to all states!"
"Ah! Gulamo was captured by the Alliance?"
Shulot's heart was shaken, and the surging hatred rose up, turning into cold murderous intent.
"God bless you! Thank you, teacher! I will go and meet them!"
"Um."
Avitt nodded calmly, not caring. To the king of the alliance, the fate of a few noble assassins is just that of little grass rats. He pondered for a moment, looked at the mural on the ceiling again, and said quietly.
"Xulot, today's conversation ends here. Alyssa, wait for you in the rose garden! She has been waiting for a long time, don't let her down."
