Chief Priest Vico left just as he came, wearing low-key black robes and a simple black cloak. However, the distinguished chief of Shenshi City had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and felt a deep sense of humiliation in his heart, as well as an indelible hatred.
Andiwei stood in front of the window of the temple hall, watching the black-robed chief disappear into the western mountains and forests under the protection of the warriors. Behind the mountain forest is the sturdy Divine Stone City, like a curled up hedgehog, stuck behind the Mexica Legion.
"Ha! Stop looking. If you really hate that old fox, then wait until he comes to negotiate next time and kill him with your own hands!"
The corners of Red Monkey Ozoma's lips raised, he walked to the side of the young priest and looked at the Holy Stone City on the horizon.
Although today's negotiations did not achieve the final result, the Mixtecs already knew the conditions and expressed a certain degree of surrender. In such a high-stakes secret negotiation, the other party's envoy always has to go back and forth several times. At the very least, Chief Vico should share the responsibility for peace negotiations with the priests and nobles in the Holy Stone City, rather than fighting them all alone.
"I...kill the chief with my own hands?"
Hearing this, Andiwei's expression froze and his limbs became stiff. He had no doubt about the determination of the red-haired barbarian, and once again realized the power of the Aztec Alliance. Even an ordinary tribal chief dared to mention the chief priest who killed Mixtec.
"...Well, for the next negotiation, Chief Vico may not come here...Well, the negotiation is requested by the Black Wolf Chief. Killing the other party's envoy may ruin the chief's important affairs..."
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Red Monkey Ozoma grinned. He stretched out his hand, patted the young priest's stiff shoulder, and mocked.
"What a little wolfdog, he is afraid of even biting a fox! The Mixtecs have no power to fight back on the battlefield. Even if the chief priest dies, they still have to come and sue for peace! Besides, outside of these dogs Fighting is not possible, but internal fighting is powerful. Even in the den, they will bite each other. If you kill the chief, the remaining people may even be happy!"
"..."
Andiwei was speechless again, his face suddenly turned purple, and he felt like he was being scolded. What the red-haired barbarian said was rude, but it was true for the southern city-state. The internal fighting among the priests and elders has always been fierce and cruel...
"Hey! Lord God! May you protect me and give me light in my heart!"
"Ha! God bless you!"
Seeing Andiwe's prayer, the red monkey Ozoma pursed his lips. He also closed his eyes and prayed for a while. Then, Ozoma opened his eyes, looked at the group of prisoners going away, and asked seriously.
"Little Wolf Dog, your arithmetic is good. How many young and strong prisoners have the army moved north these days?"
"let me see."
Andiwei took out a roll of recording paper from his arms. This is Mexican paper, much easier to use than wood.
"As of today, there have been twelve teams heading north, with each team ranging from five hundred to more than a thousand prisoners... plus the one that just passed... there are about 10,000 young men and women!"
"And according to the message from Commander Black Wolf, there are probably the same number of young and strong prisoners in the valley in the south who want to be escorted over!"
"Well, ten thousand plus ten thousand, that's more than 20,000 young men and women? No, there are still three or four thousand surrendered troops, that's an extra 20,000...five thousand mouths."
Red monkey Ozoma crossed his fingers and counted for a while. Afterwards, he worked hard to save food, looking a little serious.
"With these 25,000 more people, the legion's food is only enough for one month! They went on an expedition and plundered a lot, but the consumption was also huge! It seems that we have to knock out a lot from the hands of Shenshi City. Pen rations!”
In this era, armies scattered and looted, often with great losses. Unless you capture large granaries or particularly wealthy areas, it will be difficult to have a surplus.
"Yes. Witness the Lord God! For the sake of Chief Black Wolf and for the Legion, I will severely intimidate the Holy Stone City! I know their weakness, which is the power of the city-state! If it is delayed for too long, the Tehuacan Valley will be burned to a white ground. , the strength of the various ministries has been greatly damaged, and the leader of Shanhe City, Yun Chen, may find an opportunity to annex the Holy Stone City! The Mixtecs in the lowlands and the Mixtecs in the highlands are not of the same mind!..."
The words between the two gradually became muffled and dispersed into the late summer evening breeze. Their eyes were looking toward the west. To the west are green mountains and forests, and the sacred stone city in the highlands, while the mountain and river city of Huahuapan in the lowlands is just two hundred miles away!
September is gradually passing, and the rainy season is coming to an end. The black-robed messengers from Shenshi City came and went, and the migrating captive team meandered northward. The leader of Shanhe City, Yun Chen, finally gathered more than 10,000 Mixtec warriors and more than 10,000 mountain militiamen to garrison at the mountain pass in the southwest of the valley.
These Mixtec armies came from city-states in the lowlands and coasts, and were led by different military leaders, only responding to the banner of the great leader Yunchen. They set up camp, occupied the terrain, and continued to threaten the Mexican Army moving south.
Black Wolf gathered his army and led 6,000 Guaquili troops, 4,000 Tlaxcala troops, and 4,000 Mixtec troops to confront the Mixtec reinforcements. He was determined to have a happy field battle and defeat the main force of the Mixtecs in one fell swoop. However, the commander on the opposite side did not give him this chance.
The main force of the leader Yun Chen was stationary, but he kept sending small teams to fight with the Mexica scouts in the mountains and forests with familiar terrain.
As the sun rises and the moon sets, hundreds of scouts and militiamen hunt, attack, and entangle in the rolling mountains and forests, and then die like withered grass. Every day, there are dozens of casualties, continuously. For the Mixtecs who are familiar with the terrain, this kind of small-scale mountain forest battle can best close the gap between them and the Mexica warriors.
"Damn it! These wild pigs in the mountains and forests will hide in the mud and stink people!"
Faced with such a battle situation, Black Wolf was a little agitated. Although the Guakili warriors can fight in mountain warfare, it is too wasteful to waste them with the Mixtecs like this, and they cannot determine the overall situation. He had a strong impulse to directly lead his army to attack the mountain camp of leader Yun Chen, and then kill him personally!
However, after a moment, Hei Lang took a long breath and shook his head. In his heart, his instinct as a commander still trumped his impulse as a warrior.
"Two thousand people from Yunshan City also appeared in the mountains and forests in the southeast. There are also thousands of warriors and militia hiding in Shenshi City. The Mixtec people have a long tradition and will build strong camps and cities to control key passes in the mountains. They After all, they are the ancient Rain People, different from the wild Tekos people.”
"Going south to this point, we have plundered more than 20,000 people and looted the Tehuacán Valley... It's time to embark on the return journey north! His Highness sent a message for the last time, saying that the king was urging him to lead the Guards to the north. , I don’t know if I will set off..."
Thinking of this, Black Wolf looked seriously to the north. The sky high in the distance is vast, and the land on the plateau is flat and empty. That's where jaguars run and eagles fly. As for the vast mountains and forests in the south, we will wait until later to clean them up!
"Send the order! Accept the latest conditions of Shenshi City! Give them five days to hand over a month's worth of food for 20,000 people! As long as the food is enough, release the captive priests and nobles of each ministry, and return the Yunzhong Temple to them!"
At the end of September, outside the Shenshi City, the Guakili Army received the last batch of food, withdrew from the Yunzhong Temple and officially returned north. Twenty thousand young Mixtec prisoners were escorted out of the Tehuacan Valley. Five thousand soldiers from various tribes were also taken by the legion and headed for the hilltop city of Tlaxcala.
The sun sets and birds fly in the forest. The black wolf Toltec and the two thousand warriors behind him stood on the hill to the north of Shenshi City, staring silently.
In front of him, he couldn't wait to send a small team of warriors to regain the sacred stone city of Yunzhong Temple. Farther south, thousands of lowland Mixtec militiamen followed far behind the army, like escorts sent out of the country as gifts, or like grass rats following jaguars. As for the main force of the big leader Yun Chen...
Black Wolf narrowed his eyes and looked at the mountains opposite. At the end of the sky, a group of fuzzy dots can be vaguely seen, as well as battle flags with unclear patterns.
"Commander Black Wolf, that is the battle flag of the great leader Yun Chen. There is a white cloud on top, and golden sand below. The so-called 'Yun Chen' is the respected descendant of Yun Zhong, occupying the rich land of golden sand. , Shanhe City!”
Andiwei looked complicated and explained in a low voice. As the priest and elder of Yunzhong Temple, he has naturally met the big leader of Shanhe City. That was an ambitious god descendant who also had the blood of the Tiger Claw King...
"The great leader of Yunchen...the land of golden sands!"
Hei Lang slowly repeated it word by word. He pursed his lips and stared deeply for a while before declaring in a deep voice.
"Let's go, don't look any further! With the blessing of the Lord God and the inspiration of His Highness, the alliance's legions are destined to sweep across the world! ... Andiwei, we will be back!"
After saying that, the black wolf turned around with his head held high, carrying a high flag and leading the elite warriors towards the conquered north.
At the same moment, a sturdy middle-aged leader, wearing a gorgeous golden robe, was also standing under the handsome banner. He has a handsome appearance, white teeth, exquisite silver jewelry on his hands and feet, and mysterious tattoos on his face. They are blue waves, traces of clouds, and divine patterns that directly communicate with the rain god and ancestors.
"Respected leader Yun Chen, the Aztec barbarians are finally gone!"
A scout warrior came in a hurry, knelt on the ground, and reported back to the respected leader.
"Um."
Chief Yun Chen nodded slightly, maintaining his majestic deity. Yes, he is not only the military leader of Shanhe City, but also the priest and elder of Shanhe City. In other words, he has completely controlled the entire city-state!
"The Aztecs...the sacred stone city...the temple in the clouds..."
Chief Yun Chen's gaze did not linger on the retreating wolf flag for too long. He looked at the Holy Stone City again, thought for a long time, and then looked at the Yunzhong Temple not far away again. The flag of the Rain God has just been erected on the towering temple, announcing the return of the God.
"Big boss, Shenshi City has sent a small team of warriors to take over the Yunzhong Temple first!"
"Ha! These old guys in Shenshi City abandoned the Holy Land and allowed others to loot it. They also secretly sued for peace with the Aztec barbarians... They simply shamed the Rain God and humiliated the tribe!"
Chief Yun Chen had a slightly cold look on his face. He spoke righteously and scolded in a deep voice in front of many chiefs. However, the corners of his mouth curled up quietly, and he had already made a decision in his heart!
"Mixtec tribes, we can't do this anymore! Facing the increasingly powerful Mexica, only the loosely united tribes can hope to resist! And to unite the entire alliance, who else but me?"
"The Tehuacan Valley was plundered, and the strength of the Holy Stone City was greatly damaged. And in my hands, there are 20,000 lowland and coastal legions, and I have the great responsibility to rescue the Holy Land...the rule of the Holy Stone City, and even the entire highland Meath Turk’s divine right needs to be discussed again!”
Thinking of this, Chief Yun Chen lowered his eyes for a moment and prayed for a second for the Tlaxcala Alliance in the north. Then, he opened his eyes, already full of fighting spirit.
"Let's go! The army goes north to guard the revered Yunzhong Temple!"
Chief Yun Chen ordered in a deep voice. His face is full of true piety, like a messenger of the gods, making people admire him at first sight.
"With the blessing of the Rain God, I led the army and drove away the brutal Aztecs! ... In order to thank the Rain God, I will hold a sacred ceremony at the Temple of the Clouds in five days! Send an envoy to invite the God of Stone City All the chiefs, as well as the other priests and elders, will participate in the ceremony together!"
The light rain fell from the gloomy sky, like dust falling from the clouds. The balance of power has been broken, and the sound of wind before the rain howls in the land of the rain god, turning into the last heavy rain before the end of the rainy season.
Disputes will arise among the Mixtec tribes. As for the life and death of the Tlaxcalans...the only option is to let the Cloud Serpents protect them!
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