"Ah! Capture Tree Snake City within twenty days?!"
"Exactly! No matter what the cost, I will capture Tree Snake City before the rainy season reaches its peak!"
There were only two people left in the big tent. Avitt made no secret of it and declared coldly. Gillim's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in worry.
If you want to capture such a strong Tree Snake City in such a short period of time, you must risk your lives and lose thousands of Alliance warriors!
You know, the storming of Feathered Serpent City alone took a full month, and resulted in casualties of 400 royal warriors, more than 3,000 city-state warriors, and 8,000 city-state militiamen. The Tree Snake City is more important, with taller walls and more defenders. There are two to three thousand more Tlaxcala warriors in the city than in Quetzalcoatl City, and it is estimated to be around six thousand.
Unlike the emerging Mexica Confederation, the Tlaxcalans were more rigidly stratified. These die-hard snake warriors are more or less of noble blood and would find it difficult to surrender to the Alliance. They will definitely drive the militiamen in the city to resist until the end.
Thinking of this, Gilliam saluted solemnly and sincerely admonished.
"Your Majesty, is it too hasty to order the city to be destroyed in twenty days?... If each legion has too many casualties, I am afraid they will be dissatisfied and even resentful..."
"Gillim, this is my decision!"
Avitt shook his head, his expression was stern and Qiankun was arbitrary.
"The situation now is different from before! The elders and high priests have all gone to the Kingdom of God... Without the suppression of the Sun and Morning Star, the countries in the alliance will inevitably become unstable and even rebel. But all the tribes in the world have lost their control. Knowing this, there will be reactions, especially the Totonacs not far to the east, as well as the Mixtec and Huastec tribes in the south, and even the Huastecs who just paid tribute and had their leaders detained... .”
"All the legions from all over the country are dispatched to participate in the Eastern Expedition. The hinterland of the alliance is extremely empty. Even the capital city in the lake has only four thousand royal warriors, and two thousand temple guards and one thousand elder guards who will not be dispatched easily. Nobles from various places are secretly dissatisfied. , the foreign vassals have hidden rebellion, and if there is a change internally or externally, the capital city in the lake will be unable to conquer it!... Therefore, I cannot wait for the rainy season to end, and then stabilize the city. Secure the siege."
Hearing this, Gilliam pursed his lips and looked serious. He leaned down, bowed solemnly, and whispered.
"Your Majesty, the Texcoco Lake area has generally been cleaned up, and there should be no rebellion. The two states of Texcoco and Tlacopan were severely punished by the elders and high priests. The great nobles may have died. Die, or be transferred to the seal, and the rest have just been exiled..."
"Where are the other seven states in the north and south? And where are the newly conquered Otomi and Prepecha people?"
Hearing this, Gillim lowered his head and said nothing, unable to speak.
As the chief intelligence officer, he clearly knows how many powerful nobles have been deprived of their power by the alliance's centralization reforms in recent years, and how many flames of dissatisfaction have been planted. Just because the alliance interfered with the succession of the great nobles and sent tax priests to the noble fiefdoms, it triggered more than a dozen noble rebellions and assassinations.
In the seven years since the king took the throne, the number of alliance nobles who have died at the hands of the elders, high priests, and him has even exceeded the total number of casualties in the alliance's battles in the previous fifty-two years!
Although the royal center carried out such vigorous reforms and aggressive killings, there was no large-scale rebellion in the entire alliance. This was all due to the long-term suppression of the elders' god-like authority, the ruthless and decisive cleansing action of the high priest, and the military success of the alliance's conquests everywhere. The royal power and the divine power cooperated extremely well and worked together to firmly suppress the local nobles.
Now that the elders and high priests have left, the various royal families within the alliance are very likely to change, and the high priests will also be divided internally and restrain each other. The form of central power reform is indeed very different.
After a while, Gillim sighed softly and asked for instructions in a deep voice.
"My lord, what is your plan?"
"At any cost, conquer Tree Snake City and capture the gods in the city! Then, I will declare victory in the Eastern Expedition, lead the three royal legions back to the capital city in the lake, and hold an unprecedented grand ceremony to suppress the alliance states and the world. Each department! As for the remaining two cities of Yun She and White Snake..."
Speaking of this, Avitt pondered for a long time. He calculated the situation of various ministries in the Eastern Expedition before finally making a decision.
"For the time being, Casal will lead the four city-state legions to carry out the early siege. It is impossible to attack the city during the peak of the rainy season. Neither the Mexica legion nor the Tlaxcala garrison can do much. The scale of the battle will be huge. Small..."
"As for the siege after the rainy season, Captain Stanley of the Eagles had two legions, as well as thousands of people from Iskali and Tepopolo. After they captured Oak City in the western Wesochinco State , then ten thousand people can be sent to besiege the city. And Xiulote’s southern legion will also dispatch twenty thousand people to go north and continue to besiege the two snake cities!"
"The main force of the royal family returns, and the vassals of various states besiege the city..."
Hearing this, Gillim's expression flashed, thoughtful. He bowed respectfully and nodded in agreement.
"What the king said is true! The return of the main force of the royal family to the capital will stabilize the situation in the alliance. Just like a closed fist, it can be punched out at any time to deter foreign countries at home and abroad! The consumption of food and grass on the Eastern Expedition front will also be greatly reduced. ..As for the dangerous Yunshe Mountain City and White Snake Hill City, we need to slowly besiege them. There is no need to rush. We can leave them to His Highness Shulot, who is good at fighting..."
"Well! I feel at ease when Xiulote fights. After the Tree Snake City is captured, I will send an envoy to explain the follow-up arrangements to him carefully. As for the end of the Eastern Expedition, leave it to him! ..."
Avitt smiled and nodded slightly. Then, he thought about the arrangements for the capital's grand festival. After the expansion of the great temple was completed, the high priest was murdered, and the elders went to the Kingdom of God to conquer the divine war in the east and pray for a good harvest in the autumn. The sacrifices for five major events must be combined into a grand ceremony that has never been seen before! Such a grand ceremony is destined to be a top priority for announcing the main gods and ancestors, suppressing foreign countries at home and abroad, and winning over the hearts of the alliance!
"How many Tlaxcala divine prisoners are there in the Northern Army?"
"Your Majesty, the Northern Route Army conquered Hot Spring City and Feathered Serpent City, and captured about a thousand divine descendants and nobles. Each legion dispersed to plunder, and captured more than a thousand people. Altogether, including young and old, there are More than 2,500 people!”
"More than two thousand five hundred noble bloodlines...it's still far from the number of six thousand..."
Avitt frowned, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice.
"Let the South Route Army send two thousand captured divine descendants and nobles to the capital city in the lake! After breaking through the tree snake city, we will conduct a large-scale search in the city. We must collect the lucky number of six thousand! And after capturing the noble prisoners, , I will return to the capital city in the lake to take charge, and then inform the whole world to hold a grand ceremony for the victory of the Eastern Expedition!"
"Yes, follow your will!"
Gillim lowered his body and paid homage. Then, his expression moved slightly and he asked for instructions again.
"Your Majesty, most of the four states of Tlaxcala have been conquered. After the big ceremony, what should be done with the lands and settlements of these four states?"
"Well, how to deal with the four states of Tlaxcala..."
Avitt thought for a long time. The eastward march from the north to the south resulted in heavy killings, and the four states of Tlaxcala were already in ruins. If the Alliance wants to truly rule here, it needs to move Mexican immigrants, occupy important cities and fortresses, and assimilate the remaining Tlaxcala tribe. According to the traditional practice of the alliance, the princes should be enfeoffed, the nobles should be moved, and the new Mexica city-state should be established on the newly conquered land.
"Should we follow the tradition and be enfeoffed, or should we be included directly under the direct administration? If we were to be included directly under the direct administration, the royal family would need to invest in manpower and material resources, stationed legion warriors, and there would also be dissatisfaction and complaints from the great nobles of various states..." Gu Mi
Thinking of this, Avitt hesitated. The alliance is intricately intertwined and is different from the kingdom in the lake which is a blank sheet of paper. Even if he is as noble as him, he cannot arbitrarily reduce titles, expand direct subordinates, and continuously strengthen centralization like Shulot. He weighed the pros and cons, thought about the situation of all parties in the alliance, and finally sighed.
"According to the previous plan, most of the four kingdoms were sealed off, and the alliance only controlled important cities and checkpoints! Some nobles from the seven northern and southern states were transferred to the seal, and more than twice the fertile land of the four kingdoms was given, and then their original lands were included Directly under the royal family!”
"Obey you!"
Gillim nodded respectfully and bowed to the ground. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and suggested.
"Your Majesty, the four states of Tlaxcala are vast in area and have fertile land. Even if the eastern expedition wipes out half of the Tlaxcala tribe, there will still be five or six million people left! These tribes are different from us Mexica people. Although they are feuding, they have the same language and similar culture, and can be assimilated in one generation. The common people at the bottom have been called moth people for hundreds of years and have become accustomed to the rule of the divine nobles..."
At this point, Gillim paused. In this era, the sun god, the god of death, the cloud snake god, the Quetzalcoatl... all have different symbols. In the hearts of all people, there is a true and true divinity. Not long ago, he heard that His Highness Hulot claimed the position of the God of Death to win over the hearts of Tlaxcala captives, and he had a similar plan.
"Your Majesty, after removing the descendants of the Cloud Serpent God from all the tribes in Tlaxcala, if there are royal nobles sitting in charge and inheriting the throne of the Cloud Snake God, we can quickly win over the hearts of the various tribes and let them serve the alliance!"
"Huh? A royal nobleman, inherit the throne of the Cloud Snake God and conquer all the tribes of Tlaxcala?"
Hearing this, Avitt was slightly startled and asked hesitantly.
"You mean to ennoble my nephew, Moctezuma Socoyotsin, as a prince here, claim the throne of the Cloud Serpent, and rule over the people of Tlaxcala?"
"...Your Majesty, that is not the case."
Gillim gritted his teeth and spoke frankly.
"His Royal Highness Prince Chimalpili is brave, intelligent, and different from ordinary people! In my opinion, His Highness the Prince can be ennobled as a prince and succeed to the throne of Cloud Snake God!"
"Ah? Little Chimalpilly, the tetrarch prince?"
Hearing this, Avitt looked surprised. He looked at the chief intelligence officer carefully, his expression slightly cold.
"Gillim, he is only nine years old this year! How can he leave the capital and be entrusted to the land of Tlaxcala?"
"Your Majesty! Although His Highness is still young, he is indeed smart and decisive, much more than other noble heirs!"
Gillim fell down on the ground, touching his head to the ground, and exhorted him hard.
"You can continue to take His Highness with you and teach and raise him carefully. But by letting him inherit the title of Cloud Snake God and enfeoff the prince, on the one hand, he can nominally control the transferred nobles of the alliance and control the four kingdoms. On the other hand, he can nominally control the transferred nobles of the alliance and control the four kingdoms. On the other hand, this will also be quite helpful in assimilating the people of Tlaxcala and winning over the hearts of all tribes!"
"...When His Highness gets older, he will be able to leave the town of Dongdong and manage the four Snake Cities. The four Snake Cities are not far from the capital city in the lake. If you take the shortcut in the mountains, the distance is less than three hundred miles, and you can easily get to know each other. See..."
"...Besides, the future alliance will be handed over to His Highness Hulot and Princess Alyssa, and the young Highness must have a place to establish himself! Your Majesty!..."
"A place to establish yourself? My son, little Chimalpilly..."
Hearing this, Avitt lowered his eyes. Thousands of emotions surged in his chest, but he didn't make a sound. There was silence in the big tent for a while, only Gillim's bitter advice echoed lowly in the king's tent.
"Alyssa and Shulot together will inherit the alliance I left. And Little Chimalpilly's enfeoffment..."
Avitt closed his eyes and meditated, remaining silent. Reason and emotion are constantly colliding in his mind. His eldest daughter Alyssa has always been his favorite. Now she is married and will inherit the power of the alliance with her son-in-law Shulot. And beside him, there is only the second son left by his deceased wife. If there is no arrangement, he will feel a little guilty after all...
"Well...accelerate the assimilation of the four eastern countries..."
After a while, Avitt took a long breath and found a reason to convince himself. He suppressed his deep emotions and nodded slowly.
"Self-entrusted Xiao Qimalpili and succeeded to the throne of Cloud Snake God...Yes!"
Gilliam knelt on the ground, overjoyed. He saluted respectfully, with a little joy in his voice.
"Praise the king, praise the Lord God! With the blessing of the Lord God, and the blessings of the ancestors, the Eastern Campaign will be a great victory!... Your Majesty, you have destroyed the two tribes of Tarasco and Tlaxcala, and divided the whole world into two parts. This is from The majestic king that has ever existed! In a few decades, you will surely become the most supreme, greatest and immortal Grand Tratoani in the history of the Alliance!"
"Ha ha!"
Avitt burst out laughing after hearing what the female snake said. Then, he shook his head proudly and corrected.
"No, Gillim, you are wrong!...The elder and the high priest have fallen one after another. In the current Mexica Alliance, I am the most supreme and greatest Grand Tratoani!"
"Yes, congratulations to the king! You are the supreme, shining sun in all directions!"
Gillim saluted and praised, and Avitt laughed heartily. The tears on his face had dried, leaving only the fierce ambition and desire to conquer. The power of the entire world has never been so concentrated in the hands of one person, and he wants more!
"Maybe I should change my name to a new one."
Avitt thought faintly. Then, he held the staff tightly and shouted loudly.
"Come here, tell the whole army to mourn for the elder and the high priest for a day! One day later, the whole army will go south to attack the Tree Snake City to avenge the high priest and sacrifice for the elder!"
"Do your will, O Most High Sun!"
Soon, the news of the complaint spread, and the warriors' cries and roars resounded throughout the camp. Those boiling shouts, like the howls of a pack of wolves, continued all night long, carrying a murderous intent.
The old sun slowly sets, and the new sun will rise tomorrow. And after the sun rises, there will be a bloody and cruel siege, like a sacrificial fight!
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