The clouds are rolling, and the sea breeze from the east carries moist water vapor; the mountains are stacked, and the mountains and forests in the south are particularly green and dense.
At this moment, the faint smell of blood spread among the towering temples. Most of the once high-ranking rain god priests turned into prostrate corpses, and their souls went to the kingdom of God in the clouds. In the ancient temple, the tall rain god sat on the throne. With his deep golden eyes, He silently stared at these heavily armored northern warriors and the wilderness barbarians he had never seen before.
"More than eight hundred miles from north to south, more than five hundred miles from east to west, with dangerous mountains in the eastern highlands, undulating lowland valleys in the west, and dense rainforests on the southern coast. This is the extremely vast Mixtec land!...Two highland cities, twenty There are over 10,000 tribes; the four cities in the lowlands have a population of nearly 400,000; the three cities on the coast have a population of 300,000...all taken together, there are nine large city-states with more than 900,000 tribes!"
Hei Lang's eyes were blazing, looking at the young priest who showed his true feelings, and he was silent in his heart. He thought about the situation of the Eastern Expedition, and also worked hard to analyze the southern attack, accumulating experience for the inevitable southern expedition in the future.
The four states of Tlaxcala are small in size, densely populated, and have relatively flat terrain. Most of the Tlaxcala tribes are concentrated in the core Tlaxcala Valley and the holy city of Cholula. The Alliance army marched eastward. As long as it conquered the passes blocking the north and south, it would go straight into the heart of its old enemy and sweep through the important cities in the north and south. In other words, the various tribes in Tlaxcala must rely on checkpoints and city-states to hold on, fighting for every inch of territory, and there is no room for maneuver.
The Nine Mixtecs are quite different. Their alliance was more loose, the land was vast and the terrain was divided and rugged. Even the population of each tribe is scattered in various mountains and valleys. In the entire Mixtec Alliance, the nine city-states do not belong to each other, and there is no royal capital that is higher than each state and can be conquered in one go. To conquer all the city-states, from north to south, there are nine hundred miles of mountain roads!
The Black Wolf fought from north to south and from west to east for many years. Coupled with His Highness's patient teaching, his vision has changed from what it used to be.
"The Mixtec warriors are not strong. If they fight face to face, the kingdom's army can completely defeat them with one blow! But if they hide in the mountains, defend city-states and mountain strongholds one by one, and then send small groups of warriors and militiamen to harass The army's retreat..."
Thinking of this, Hei Lang frowned and fell into deep thought. If the city-states were to be cleaned up one by one, one would not know how many troops would be needed and how many years would it take. He had a vague feeling that the Mixtec tribes might be somewhat similar to the Tekos people in the southwest mountains.
"Facing such an opponent, military combat is no longer the biggest difficulty. The steep mountainous terrain, long marching distances, difficult food roads in the mountains, and the long-term maintenance of military presence are the real troubles!...Forget it, This kind of problem should be left to the wise His Highness or the King!"
After a while, Hei Lang shook his head vigorously. As his status rose, he thought more and more and felt more and more that the knowledge in his mind was not enough. But now, we still have to return to the mission given by His Highness when we went south this time.
"...Collect intelligence from the south to deter the Mixtec ministries from moving north. If there is an opportunity, try to weaken the opponent's war potential as much as possible..."
Black Wolf's eyes became cold again. He stretched out his left hand, grabbed the young priest's clothes, and looked directly into the other person's escaping eyes.
"Tell me, your name?"
"...Respect the Commander of Mexica, I am the priest elder of the Temple in the Clouds, the descendant of the Tiger Claw King, Andiwei, the Sky Goddess!"
The young priest Andiwei was a little afraid, but he still spoke his name with customary pride. In the Mixtec language, andivi is the descendant of clouds, sky, and sky. This is a sacred name, and only descendants of gods with noble bloodline are qualified to inherit it.
"Are you, at such a young age, a priest or elder?"
Hearing this, Hei Lang was a little surprised. He thought of the priests and elders of the alliance, who were not experienced, cunning, and accustomed to killings and blood sacrifices. And these Mixtec people, who have a long heritage, actually allow such a young god to occupy the position of priest and elder...
He shook his head slightly and continued to ask.
"How many warriors and militiamen are there in the Holy Stone City? When will other Mixtec tribes send reinforcements? How many reinforcements will there be from each country, and how long will it take to arrive?"
"...This, this...I...I don't know..."
"Um?"
Black Wolf's expression turned cold. He stretched out his right hand and took the obsidian dagger handed to him by Red Frog Coca. The sharp blade flashed with the black light of sacrifice. Then, he grinned, and the black light stuck to the young priest's neck, bringing real death pressure.
"last chance."
"This, I..."
Andiwei was sweating profusely and his face was extremely pale. His eyes drooped, and when he saw the body of the old priest leader again, his fingers trembled.
"I count three! Three! Two! One..."
"Ah! I said it!"
The cold blade used a little force and scratched the skin of the neck, oozing out a faint blood red. Andiwei could no longer bear the suffering, and his shouts were filled with tears.
"There are five thousand warriors and ten thousand militiamen stationed in Shenshi City! In addition to the strong men from various tribes who have fled into the city, it is estimated that several thousand more people can be recruited!"
"Um..."
Hearing this, Hei Lang raised his eyebrows. In addition to the 3,000 Mixtec warriors eliminated in the ambush, there are still 12,000 warriors and militiamen in Shenshi City. Such a force, relying on a solid city wall, if it cannot stand...
"What a pity! This time we are going south, the mountains are rugged and difficult to navigate, and it is rainy season. We cannot carry bronze cannons that can bombard the city walls..."
Black Wolf sighed in his heart. The Guakili Legion advanced rapidly with light troops and raided the Mixtecs during the rainy season. The entire army only carried one month's worth of food.
In order to maintain logistics, the eight thousand legions were divided into three groups and scattered throughout the valley to plunder. The army's food route was difficult, and its logistics had to be supplemented by looting along the way. Even arrows were limited, not to mention heavy copper cannons that could not be used in the rainy season. The walls of Shenshi City are six to seven meters high, the defenders have sufficient strength, and the morale of the defenders is also strong. If the opposing commander does not make serious mistakes, it will be difficult to defeat him.
"anything else?!"
"...Highland Mixtec are one with each other, and the nobles in Yunshan City in the south must have received the news. Although their reinforcements are not many, only one or two thousand people, they should arrive within a few days."
"Yunshan City? Two to three hundred miles south?..."
Black Wolf's eyes flashed and he looked at the map on the board. Then, he pointed his finger southwest.
"So, how will Lowland Mixtec, Mountain River City, react?"
"This...how do I know this..."
"Um?"
"...Ah! Dear general, this time all the ministries are going north to contain the forces of the Mexica Alliance and rescue the Tlaxcala people. It was the leader of Shanhe City and the nominal leader of the Mixtecs, the god Yun Chen. .”
On the line between life and death, Andiwei's thoughts turned rapidly, bursting out with unprecedented wisdom and wisdom.
"The Tehuakan Valley was attacked, the Holy Stone City was in danger, and the Mountain River City more than two hundred miles southwest was also threatened. Not to mention the collapse of the Yunzhong Temple, the priests of all countries will be shocked! Leader Yunchen will definitely be in Shanhe In the city, gather all warriors and withdraw the Mixtec legion that came out..."
Hearing this, Black Wolf nodded slightly. The Mixtec legions that came forward shrank with all their strength, and the major city-states gathered their troops to defend themselves. Naturally, the Mixtec people's restraint on the southern route army no longer existed.
"The warriors are gathering in Shanhe City. It takes time to mobilize. And before sufficient troops are gathered, the Mixtec warriors in the lowlands and coast may not take huge risks and risk their lives to come to the rescue..."
Speaking of this, Andi Wei felt sad. The Mexica people in the north became more and more powerful, and they conquered all directions and were invincible. Facing the terrifying northern tiger, when will the divided Mixtec flock be able to unite?
"Oh? There won't be a lot of reinforcements in a short period of time..."
Hei Lang narrowed his eyes, and some thoughts flashed through his mind. Then, with murderous intent on his face, he asked coldly.
"In the Tehuacan Valley, which tribes have a large population and flat villages? Where are they located?"
"This...I..."
Andiwe shuddered. At this moment, he seemed to see endless fire and blood in the eyes of the Mexica commander.
"explain!"
"Ah! In the Tehuacan Valley, there are about a dozen villages with more than a thousand people. The largest villages even have tens of thousands of people. Their locations are..."
"Andiwe! You yellow bird that betrays the tribe!"
Hearing this, a middle-aged priest prisoner couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily. He knew that the name of his tribe must be in Andiwe's next words. And after knowing these villages, it is unclear what the cruel Mexica people will do. As for the yellow bird, it has an ominous sign in traditional mythology.
"Think of your glorious ancestors! The immortal Tiger Claw King is in the Kingdom of God, guarding our tribe! Look here again! This is the sacred Temple in the Clouds, the sanctuary where the gods focus!... An Divi! In front of the supreme rain god statue, how could you do this and shame your ancestors and bloodline?! Aren't you afraid of the endless storm and divine punishment after death!"
"Um?"
Hei Lang's eyes were sharp, and when he heard the sound, he saw an extremely excited middle-aged priest. The priest wore a blue feather crown and seemed to have a high status. The priests and captives around him all secretly focused on him.
Hearing the middle-aged priest's rebuke, Andiwei's face showed shame. He lowered his head, trembling all over, and was speechless for a moment.
"hehe!"
Black Wolf's handsome face showed murderous intent. He pulled out the bronze sword from his waist, took a step toward the middle-aged priest, and then suddenly stopped. Then, he looked at the young Mixtec priest, once again sizing up his expression of fear and shame, and gradually raised the corners of his mouth into a playful smile.
"who is he?"
"...the temple priests and elders, descendants of gods from the mountains, Eta of Flowers"
"Oh? Another priest and elder. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with you."
Black Wolf smiled and nodded, patting Andiwei on the shoulder. Then, with a stern expression, he threw a sharp obsidian dagger at the young priest's feet with a "ding" sound.
"I said, I will give you a chance to convert to the Lord God! And now, it is the test of your belief in the Lord God!"
As he spoke, Black Wolf stretched out his hand and pointed mercilessly at the middle-aged priest opposite, the elder Eta whose hands were tied but was still roaring.
"Andiwe! Right here, in front of the Rain God, go over and kill him!"
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