"Lord God! The sunset is so beautiful! Just like... uh... blood-red cocoa?..."
As evening approaches, the red sun sets on the hills in the distance, like the bloody light falling on the pyramids, which is inexplicably sacred and strange. In this situation, the woodpecker Aipei wanted to recite a poem, but he couldn't read the beginning. Just like at this moment, he looked at a pile of bamboo baskets filled with "mountain goods" in front of him and wanted to curse, but he also didn't know what to curse.
"Damn it! You call this 'mountain goods'?"
"That's right! Witness the Lord God! These are our fifteen banner teams and tens of thousands of people! Just tell me, is it a good thing?!"
The red-haired leader Mikui held his head high and patted his chest hard. His wild and innocent face was filled with a simple smile. These "mountain goods" were all transported back from the land of Tlaxcala and even the land of Totonac by the Black Wolf Legion, which was not far away for a thousand or two thousand miles. And every time when transporting "mountain goods", more than a hundred red-haired elites must be mobilized, and hundreds of trained militiamen must be brought with them!
After all, this is the hope of thousands of Guakili warriors in the legion, and it is also the source of motivation for the warriors to fight. It must be transported back to each flag team!
"Uh, Lord God!... This... you... are indeed a good thing! Compared to the previous small tribe, I don't know how much higher... My God! Are these?..."
The woodpecker Aipei squatted on the ground, his eyes widened, and looked through the "mountain goods" in the bamboo basket. He carefully looked at the baskets of gold, silver, jade, jewelry, jewelry, and sacrificial utensils piled up in these old bamboo baskets, so glittering that he was dazzled by them. But he still tried to keep his eyes open, trying to identify the different divine patterns and imprints... His face was filled with greed for one moment, surprise for another, and in the end he even exclaimed uncontrollably!
"Is this a gold-plated Quetzalcoatl statue? Such a thin layer of gold? What's shining inside?...Ah! It's obsidian! It can carve the brittle obsidian into such a simple and delicate face, and then plate it with a layer of Reinforced with thin gold... Lord God! This must be a masterpiece created several months later by a great stonemason from Tlaxcala and a great goldsmith from Mixtec!..."
"Huh? A skull instrument inlaid with silver? A half skull is used as a bowl, and a layer of black silver is used as the base. It seems that mercury is also added. In the middle is a pure and clear large turquoise, the size of a dove egg, symbolizing eternal life! ... This is ancient Faith in the God of Death! This half-skull must have come from a distinguished priest with high magic power, and may also be the most noble descendant of a god!...Looking at the blackened bone divine pattern, it is estimated that it was carved three to four hundred years ago. Bar?!…"
"And this!...Is this?...the feathered serpent mask of a high-level priest? Such a simple shape, with a thick gold base, grayish ancient silver, and two inlaid bird's egg sapphires...This...this can't be a lie. Is it from the Toltecs? Ah! The ancient pattern on the back symbolizes an ancient and noble ruler... It must be! A sacred sacrificial vessel inherited from the Toltecs!... God! This thing at least has Seven hundred years, right? Just like the Tlaloc mask of the Alliance High Priests!!”
Seeing such an impossible sacred sacrificial vessel, Woodpecker Aipei could no longer bear it and trembled all over. He grabbed the red-haired leader by the collar and asked almost growling.
"God! Ancestors! Damn it! Damn it!... Don't tell me that this highest-level heritage sacrificial artifact can be obtained by simply robbing a Tlaxcala temple!..."
"Tell me! Where did this come from? Did you rob the Quetzalcoatl Temple in the City of the Four Serpents, or the Great Pyramid of Cholula in the Holy City of Nava?!"
"Eh?! Do you know the Four Snakes City and the Holy City?... Praise the Lord God! We have sold it secretly so many times, and finally met someone who knows the goods!"
Hearing this, the red-haired leader Mikui looked surprised, then grinned happily.
"Let me tell you, you are dressed like a bright turkey and you look like you are not very good at fighting... You must know a lot more!..."
"Oh!...The Lord God has witnessed it! You are right! These are the most precious mountain products!...As for where they come from, it's all there!"
"What? All...all of them?!"
"That's right! We robbed not only those Snake Cities, but also those Holy Cities! We fought for two or three years and killed many soldiers and more warriors before we got these expensive goods. !...These are all our rewards, that...well...the Black Wolf leader...'gave' them to us!"
"Lord God! Is it...really the inherited sacrificial weapon of the Holy City Cholula?!..."
Hearing this, the woodpecker Ape was shocked. His face was shaking violently, and his heart was beating violently. In the eyes of people of this era, these legendary sacrificial vessels are not only precious cultural relics, but also divine artifacts!
"Artifact... Artifact! Artifact sold in baskets?!... Damn it! Only these barbarians in the wasteland would not take the inherited artifact seriously... Just put it in a basket and put it on the road so carelessly... Selling on the side… Damn it!…”
"...I'm telling you! We Guakili warriors are always the first to break the city! The Black Wolf leader is also very generous. As long as we can win the battle, he doesn't care much about us!...The entire Black Wolf Legion, fifteen banner teams , the mountain goods of the sixty small flag teams are all shipped to me... Therefore, I can tell at a glance whether the goods are good or not! These pieces are the best!..."
The red-haired leader Mikui smiled sincerely, patted his chest, and enthusiastically patted the woodpecker's arm, mumbling incessantly.
"Let me tell you! This inn was built not long ago, and the most expensive items that are most difficult for each flag team to sell are all stored here, and they haven't been picked by anyone yet! And when we encounter the elite warriors of the brigade, we are not sure that we can defeat them. , and I won’t sell it..."
"Friend, brother! You are very lucky, the bird poop can fall on the middle of your forehead! ... You can come here and meet us selling mountain products, that is the blessing of the Lord God! ... What's more, you are He is someone who knows the goods. If you miss our place, you will never find another one!…”
"Huh?!...A second family? This kind of heritage sacrificial weapon...I will never forget your family when I meet you in this life!...What's more, there is no way that such a sacred weapon can be exactly the same..."
Woodpecker Ai Pei held his forehead, his mood fluctuated violently, and he could no longer even squat down. He simply sat down on the ground, sitting among the broken bamboo baskets filled with ancient sacrificial vessels, with an unbelievable blankness on his face and empty and scattered greed in his eyes.
"The Lord God bless you, the Lord God bless you! Let me slow down, let me slow down!..."
"Ugh! Lord God, this is really someone who cannot be beaten... No matter how big the problem is, it won't work!..."
The red-haired leader Mikui scratched his neck helplessly and stood there waiting for a while. While waiting, he thought about what the other party had said. He seemed to know these expensive goods very well, and they seemed to have a lot of background... huh? ! …
In fact, these wild goods of the flag team are naturally the trophies that the canine warriors of the legion hid after they captured the city-state, and then returned after traveling thousands of miles. This kind of secret hiding of trophies is actually very common among legions that are fighting everywhere, and it is absolutely impossible to stop it.
Generally speaking, the war priests accompanying the army would turn a blind eye. Especially after a desperate siege, it is the default rule in the legion for the first warrior to hide a few trophies. But if you really make too big a fuss, take the real treasure, and make it known everywhere...well...
"Hey! I'm still too simple-minded. I shouldn't show him the best mountain goods as soon as I come here... But if he doesn't tell us, we don't know what these are!..."
The red-haired leader Mikui thought about it for a while, then narrowed his eyes and signaled to the hunters around him. The simple red-haired hunters made eye contact, like a pack of wolves before hunting, and nodded slightly in understanding. The battalion commander in front of me saw the real expensive goods. If he didn't buy anything, didn't take out some prohibited military goods, and didn't tie them to a rope...then he would have to sneak an arrow to him and kill him at night. he! …
"Praise the Lord God! How are you? Friend, brother! Are you okay? Which one, or several goods, do you like?"
The red-haired leader grinned, holding the woodpecker's arm, looking at the other person's eyes that gradually focused, and asked with a simple face.
"Brothers from the south! Witness the Lord God! We Guakili people come from the simple wasteland, the things are good, the prices are low, and we are most honest! Whatever you are interested in, I will wrap it up for you right now! ... If these few baskets are not enough , We still have a lot of them in the cellar! But things are about to be a bit out of date..."
(End of chapter)
