The night stars reflect the earth, and the forest fields have a faint light. The black figure walked silently through the forest, arriving at the city-state on the seaside. Under the guidance of the guards, it quietly entered until it reached the Quetzalcoatl Temple in the city.
There are bonfires burning in the main hall of the temple, and reliefs of gods in the shape of snakes are carved. The light of the bonfire reflected in the dim side hall, outlining a strong and model figure. The figure was stretching out his hand, touching the relief mural carved by his ancestors, motionless.
The firelight flickered, reflecting the outline of the mural. On the left is an avatar warrior holding a spear, as tall as a human body. On the right is a giant snake half the size of a mural, fighting with warriors. And between the warriors and the giant snake is the original city-state of Totonac!
"The legend of the ancestors...the warriors of the sun god descendants, fought and combined with the giant snake Miavakotel..."
Chief Chichini of the Great Sun spoke in a low voice and stood in front of the warriors on the mural. The glimmer of light flickers, and it is hard to tell whether it will light up or go off. His figure sometimes merges with the warriors on the mural, and sometimes appears clearly, just like his complicated and unspeakable emotions of eager waiting.
"The sun or the giant snake, who is right and who is wrong?..."
"The divinity of the sun and the divinity of the giant snake are both inherited from our ancestors. The sun is the father of the tribe, the light and glory; and the giant snake is the mother who gave birth to the tribe, the darkness and cunning..."
A graceful figure in black robe walked lightly to the mural and stood on one side of the giant snake. She raised the corners of her mouth and spoke in the shadow of the giant snake, her voice low and slightly hoarse.
"This is the two sides of the Totonac people, just to survive, there is no right or wrong..."
"Well...just to survive, there is nothing right or wrong..."
Only then did Dazhi Chichini turn his eyes and look at the living sister in front of him, the snake priestess Miawa. There was some confusion in his eyes, he sniffed his nose gently and asked in a low voice.
"Miawa, are you singing happily with His Majesty the Death God? Why does it only smell like you and not like a man?"
"Brother, your nose is still as sharp as a snake's tongue. It seems that you are the one who inherits the divinity of the giant snake, not me!..."
Miawa's eyes rolled and he replied with a smile. Then, she shook her head, her expression a little serious, a little resentful, but also a little inexplicably relieved.
"Under the Temple of Death, he didn't touch me... He restrained his desires without missing a beat, just like the hard blood jade in the southern mountains and forests. This is a terrifying man, reminding me of the condor high on the mountain. Hunting the giant snake in the mountains..."
"A condor that hunts giant snakes? You mean?..."
"Yes. This man wants to conquer the entire seaside land and conquer the Totonac Long Snake. The tribe's Golden Bay City is the center of the thousand-mile coast, and it is seven inches of the Totonak Long Snake. Therefore, what we are doing is He must capture this city-state and will never let us keep it!"
"Hand over Jinwan City to the tribe..."
Hearing this, Chichini lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time. After a while, his eyes darkened and he spoke in a low voice.
"Tell me! Miawa, since you are back alive, tell me...what conditions were given to the tribe under the Temple of Death?"
Hearing this, the snake priestess Miawa lowered her head slightly, her expression flickered inexplicably, and she repeated Shulot's original words in a low voice.
"Within three days, we will capture alive the chiefs and leaders of the eastern tribes in the city-state. We will lead the Mexica army into the city to suppress and surrender the Eastern Totonac coalition forces... After this is completed, the Jinwan tribes will retain 20,000 The tribal people migrated to the southwest and inland..."
"...We have done so much, even handing over a city-state that has been passed down for generations, but we can only retain 20,000 tribesmen?!"
Upon hearing such conditions, Chief Chichini's eyes sharpened, and anger surged in his chest. He suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.
"You agreed?"
"Yes. I agreed."
Miawa nodded and answered calmly.
"The Death Temple promised that the Jinwan tribe would convert to the main god and move inland to find a new fiefdom to settle in. If the two tribes of Yutori City and Tuhe City can be surrendered, the tribesmen can keep half..."
"How can you agree to such a condition that betrays the ancestors and the gods?!"
The Great Sun Chief Chikini roared, interrupting the snake priestess's words. There was ferocity in his expression, he looked at his sister's beautiful face and said coldly.
"Miawa, the envoy sent to the Mexica Alliance, has long brought back a detailed reply. This time Totonac's eastward expedition was carried out by the Death Temple of the Lake Kingdom and was not in Mexica. It's part of the king's plan! In other words, this is the army of the Kingdom of the Lake, not the army of the Mexica Alliance! The situation in the alliance is very delicate. If the Death God died here, both the king and the nobles would be happy. Seeing the success, I will not launch a large-scale crusade to take revenge..."
"The Kingdom in the Lake is a thousand or two thousand miles away, and it relies on His Highness the Lake to lead all the tribes. As soon as he dies, the entire kingdom will split instantly! The many chiefs who control the legions will each occupy their own territory and attack each other. ..”
"So, just kill His Highness in the Lake, just kill him! The Mexica people's Totonac Eastern Expedition will collapse in an instant, and there will be no possibility of continuation!"
Speaking of this, Chicini looked fierce, like a giant snake that wants to devour people. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Miawa's chin, stared at her face that was forced to look up, and asked with murderous intent.
"So, my sister, why don't you assassinate His Highness in the Lake? Is it because you don't have the 'Snake Fang'? Or are you unwilling to sacrifice yourself for the continuation of the tribe?!"
"...Cicini, if you don't want to die here, just let go of your hand!"
Facing Chikini's questioning, the expression of the snake priestess Miava changed, she put away all her charm, and a ruthless expression appeared on her face. She puffed out her cheeks and moved her tongue in her mouth, like a sign before a poisonous snake bites.
Seeing this scene, Chichini felt a chill in his heart and immediately let go of his hand. He quickly took two steps back, pulled out the obsidian dagger from his waist, and paid careful attention to the snake priestess.
The snake priestess Miava puffed out her cheeks, raised her eyes, and looked at Chikini coldly for a while. Then, she put her fingers deep into her mouth and exerted a little force. A flash of pain flashed across her face, but she did not stop her hands. She secretly felt cruel, pulled out a well-mounted "teeth" with no abnormalities from the gum position of the wisdom tooth, and spread it out in her hand!
Under the dim firelight, this "teeth" turned slightly yellow, showing the traces of time. On the sides and bottom of the teeth, there are obvious traces of carving and modification to fit the gums where the snake priestess removed the wisdom teeth.
In fact, these are the "snake fangs" used by the snake priestesses to imitate the hunting of venomous snakes and kill them. "Snake fangs" are extremely secretive and are only passed down among high-level priestesses, who are used to assassinate the most dangerous enemies without sacrificing their lives. The "snake tooth" in front of me was also taken from a young woman's wisdom tooth, but it was carefully chiselled and hollow inside, hiding fresh blood-soluble snake venom, sealing the throat with blood.
"Cichini, my brother. I have brought 'snake fangs' with me on my mission tonight, and I am prepared to die for the tribe!"
The snake priestess Miava stared at the silent Chichini with a cold face, and declared word by word.
"Ancestors witness! Tonight, under the Temple of Death, he remained vigilant throughout the whole process. He was not tempted by me, nor did he sing with me. I did not use 'snake teeth' to bite him and draw blood!"
"What's more, the Death Temple did not push us to a dead end and gave the tribe a territory for survival and continuation! Chichini, you fool blinded by greed only care about the power in your hands! Think about it..."
"If I assassinate His Highness, no matter whether I succeed or not, I will really harm the Jinwan tribe! You know, the Black Wolf Chief is crawling in front of His Highness like a wolf, ready to bite us at any time! And Jinwan City The city walls cannot stop the bombardment of divine punishment..."
