"Ah this?!..."
Seeing the anger of His Highness, Pan Python Moyahualuo trembled all over. With a "pop" sound, he fell to his knees and explained in panic.
"Witness the Lord God! Your Highness, the Pan Python Legion fought day and night and suffered 3,000 casualties in the militia before slaying 10,000 Tlaxcala warriors. None of these Tlaxcala warriors are good. They are all from Mexico. Enemies from the Alliance! They have been fighting against us for decades, and they have long had an unsolvable blood feud!..."
"Faced with such an old enemy, according to the alliance's plan, the men should be slaughtered, and everyone with a higher spear than a spear should be killed! Then, the women should be left to give birth, and the children should be sent to the community military academy to be raised, and the breeding should be completely changed!" ..Only in this way will this place truly become the land of our Mexica people!"
"Yes, Captain Pan Mang is right! Your Highness, this is the Divine War of Eastern Expedition! It is the Eastern Expedition of the Alliance announced by the Supreme King, and it is the Divine War of Destruction of the Nation announced by the Immortal Sun and the Noble High Priest!"
Huashu Huochikua's fat face twitched and he also knelt down. He paid attention to His Highness's expression and spoke cautiously, his words still filled with murderous intent.
"The people of Tlaxcala are rebellious, and all the people are soldiers. The strong men of the tribe are all skilled in bows and arrows, and they are protected by mountains and forests! After the army goes north, the food road will pass through this basin. What if we don't kill them all? Can the safety of the food road be guaranteed? If the enemy attacks, how many troops will be restrained?... In order to win the battle of gods, we have to do this!..."
"Exactly! Your Highness, please calm down."
Yuyan Mihoti looked at the situation in the tent and slowly knelt down on one knee, still straightening his back. The Yuyan Legion comes from the southwest of Lazico State, which is the farthest away from the Tlaxcala people, and the hatred is not deep. The samurai didn't bother to attack and kill civilians as a reward for their military exploits, so they gained the least. Mihoti felt no guilt, but wanted to advance and retreat together with the other two city-state leaders, so he gave the admonishment.
"Your Highness, how can you be soft-hearted in the face of the evil Tlaxcalans, your old enemies in the God War? If they had the chance to kill us Mexicans, they would be just as ruthless!..."
"...fighting for land, killing people to fill the fields...killing cities and destroying countries at every turn, this is the Warring States Period..."
After hearing the excuses of the three legion commanders, Shulot lowered his eyes. Many memories from the past came to mind, some of which were beginning to blur. But the softness he once had was now far away and hard to touch.
Central America covers only a million square kilometers, but has a population of at least more than 10 million. Compared with the more than 20 million people in the Warring States Period of the Celestial Dynasty, the population of the country was more crowded, and various tribes were fighting constantly, and even the cruel tradition of human sacrifice was born.
The Eastern Expedition was a battle to destroy the country, and they attacked their old enemies, the Tlaxcalans. When the armies of various states take action, they will never show any mercy, and the Northern Route Army's conquest will only become more brutal. In fact, the people of Tlaxcala would show no mercy if given the chance. Later, they followed the Spaniards and captured the lake capital and the Texcoco Lake area. They killed them for several months and almost killed all the Mexican men in the lake area. The brutality of the massacre at that time shocked even the usually cruel conquerors.
"call!..."
After thinking for a long time, Shulote sighed quietly. His face returned to calm, he looked at the three legion commanders kneeling in a row, and asked in a deep voice.
"The heads you captured were all men?"
"Yes! Your Highness."
The three of them looked at each other and answered affirmatively. Captured young women were able to weave, work, and give birth to children, and were usually regarded as part of the wealth. It is not far from the southern states, and captured women can be brought back to the states as rewards for the warriors. Only men of appropriate age who have the ability to take up arms and fight will be completely erased...
"Phew...you all get up!"
Shulot's expression remained unchanged, he didn't criticize anything anymore, he just shook his head slightly. Then, with a calm expression, he told the three captains information that they didn't know.
"...According to the estimates of the High Priests, there are 400,000 Tlaxcalans in the state of Tepeyacac. Among them, there are less than 100,000 people in the city of Tepeyacac in the east, that is, the mountain top city. . And there are more than 300,000 people in this fertile basin of two hundred miles."
The Nahua spelling of Tepeyacac is Tepeyacac. Among them, Tepe is the abbreviation of tepetl "mountain", and yacac is the variation of yacatl "top of the mountain or tip of the nose". The two together are the "top of the mountain". Therefore, the city of Tepeyakak in Tepeyakak State is the mountaintop city in the mountain state. From the name, you can tell that the terrain here is composed of towering mountains on both sides and a basin between the mountains.
"The more than 300,000 Tlaxcala people, calculated based on ten people and three men, are only more than 90,000 strong men, of which there are only more than 10,000 warriors. The Southern Route Army came all the way, and counting your gains, they have been killed Between 40,000 and 50,000 men, more than 20,000 were captured! And counting the unrecorded raids, killings, and plunders, and excluding those who starved to death and those who fled into the mountains... the Tlaxcala tribe in this area was left with at most only Ten thousand strong men, more than a hundred thousand women, children, old and weak..."
Speaking of this, Shulot took a deep look at the three legion commanders. Wherever the army passed, there was blood along the way. After the attack in March, the "mountain state" of 400,000 people was left with only half of the population at most, and only 80% of the population was alive. But this year the war has made it difficult to farm. During the spring famine next year, tens of thousands more will die...
Numerous thoughts flashed past. Shulot clenched the scepter in his hand and commanded calmly.
"The army is crossing the border, and the killings are fierce. The remaining Tlaxcala tribe is no longer a concern. Go back and tell the city-state legions under your command not to kill anymore!"
"Ah? Your Highness, these Tlaxcala bad guys..."
Pan Python Moyahualuo wanted to say more, but Huashuo Chiku narrowed his eyes and pulled him quietly. Pan Mang is too straightforward, why should he contradict His Highness in person? When the armies of each country disperse and suppress the local areas, the specific steps to be taken at that time do not depend on the wishes of the several regiment leaders.
Yuyan Mihoti lowered his head slightly and said no more. The three city-state captains stood up and lowered their heads to His Highness. They were all silent, and there was a moment of silence in the tent.
Xiulote looked at the python Moyahualuo with a sullen face for a while. His gaze was as substantial as if he wanted to see through the other person completely.
The Panpython Legion comes from the state of Oaxtepec. The meaning of this word is "on a high mountain", so it can be called Gaoshan State for short.
The Mexica's "mountain state" of Huattepec and the Tlaxcala people's "mountain state of Tepeyacac" directly share the same mountain range and are closely connected. The fighting between the two countries lasted for nearly half a century, and one can imagine the depth of hatred in them.
"The kingdom in the lake has not been established for a long time. The warriors own the land, but they lack serfs and wives. The Tlaxcala people have a similar language to us and are a good complement."
Shulot pondered for a moment and his tone became gentle.
"Let's do this! The Eastern Expedition will continue for a long time. Warriors from various legions, if there are captured Tlaxcala prisoners, can come to the Chinese army camp and trade with the Kingdom of the Lake... And an adult Tlaxcala Scaladin is strong, and the kingdom is willing to provide a quahtli in exchange, no limit to the number!"
"Your Highness, are you serious?! A grown man can be exchanged for a quahtli? No limit to the number?!"
Huashu Huochikua's fat face trembled, and his voice trembled slightly, completely in disbelief.
Quachtli is a common size of cotton cloth in the Alliance, approximately similar to a piece of cloth in China. The price of a kwahteri, depending on the quality, ranges from 65 cocoa beans to 300 cocoa beans, with an average of 200 cocoa beans. The purchasing power of cocoa beans is about 3 cocoa beans for one turkey egg or a tortilla. Ordinary civilian warriors only eat two corn cakes twice a day. As for the price of a pound of gold sand, it is less than 400 cocoa beans and usually no more than two pieces of cloth.
And a strong adult man can exchange for a quahteri, which is equivalent to half a catty of gold sand!
Even in the lake capital, where the price of slaves was the highest, an adult female slave could only be exchanged for two or three pieces of cloth, and the quantity needed was very limited. Whenever a war started and a large number of captives poured into the capital, the price of slaves would plummet, even lower than the price of a quahtli. If the slave cannot be sold, the slave owner is also responsible for the slave's daily meals. Otherwise, you will starve to death, you will not be able to recover any capital, and you may even lose money.
Now the army is marching eastward, and the Tlaxcalans are everywhere in the mountains and plains. The city-state soldiers only need to spend two days to capture the enemy's prisoners and deliver them to the Chinese army's camp, and they will get real wealth! There are almost no risks, and there is no need to pay for food. There are only a lot of benefits. For the leaders of various states, being able to sell prisoners at this price is a huge profit!
Hearing such a promise, Pan Python Moyahualuo also opened his eyes wide and looked at the generous His Highness. His eyes flashed and greed surged in his heart.
"If we can make money by selling captives, the hatred between the city-state and the Tlaxcala people can't be put aside first... Anyway, the Tlaxcala people are going to the Kingdom of the Lake as slaves, and they have no chance to fight with the city-state again. We are enemies. And the city-state has been in too many difficulties over the years..."
"Well! With such an enemy, we can recruit thousands of militiamen from the country, capture prisoners and sell them for money..."
