Chapter 1348 Great Thinker, Theologian, Painter, Shulotte

The long wind in November is howling, bringing a cold omen to the Opata tribes in the mountains. And a "jackdaw" arrives unexpectedly, and its black "feathers" bring not only death but also the rebirth of fusion, but it is destined to be bloody.

Further south, nearly 10,000 Yaqui tribesmen all converted to their main god, and the most powerful tribe, the Yome tribe, completely changed its name to the kingdom's "Firestone Town". The priests redistributed the tribe's property and won over the hearts of the tribal people at the bottom, which not only brought faith in the main god, but also brought new development and order! Just like the newly dug "toilets and compost pits" restrict the daily life of the Buraku people, and strictly require the Buraku people to squat in the pits to discharge fertilizer...

At this time, the first batch of three sand ships loaded with red bricks had arrived from Leijin Town. The planned magnificent Huoshi Town Temple has been built from the side hall. In order to keep the gods warm in winter, both true believers and false believers in the tribe work very hard. And this process of recruiting tribal manpower, building temple houses, and ensuring believers survive the winter is the process of the kingdom officially establishing its ruling order in Firestone Town! After all, the new order always has to bring benefits and hope to more people before it can overthrow the old and truly stabilize it.

"Lord God bless you! We will bring a new order! Just like what God said in the revelation, bring light and sun, bring prosperity and warmth, bring development and future!..."

Further south from Xiwan Parish, the land of North Tekos in Dahu County gradually became peaceful after the continuous crusade and pacification of the Monkey Legion. Four to five hundred miles downstream of the Leman River, about 100,000 Tekos tribesmen have established a direct-administered village stronghold, and arranged for the kingdom's warriors to enfeoff. In the more remote mountains, there are the remaining more than 100,000 Tekos flag troops who surrendered. While they nominally submitted and paid tribute, they also maintained varying degrees of autonomy.

Bringing these mountain tribes under direct jurisdiction is bound to be a long process. The first ones to go deep are always the priests of the main god, like the roots of the sacred tree, gradually extending into the long remaining veins of the Guamare Mountains. Before the temples of each tribe are established and the order of faith is completely formed, the kingdom can only use the trade fair as the node, the intimidation of force as the "basis of order", and tribal transactions as the "tax collection method" to regulate tribal disputes. as a “ruling authority.” To put it simply, it is "jisi".

"Blessed by the Lord God! The rule of the kingdom is like a river. The place where the river is connected is the direct territory that we can control first. It needs to be managed patiently! Because the scope that the capital can directly manage is always related to the time of communication. Communication The longer it takes, the harder it is to respond in time, and local autonomy must be carried out... This is also the reason why roads are important. It can reduce the time of communication, expand the scope of direct jurisdiction, and weaken the basis of autonomy of each tribe. There are also four-legged beast-riding horses and horse-drawn vehicles that can run twice as fast as running, which also doubles the territory that can be managed..."

"In all forms of governance, the power of 'force' is always limited, just like the brave jaguar, which cannot pounce on the flying birds in the treetops. The treetops and mountain peaks belong to the ferocious flying eagle, just like 'trade' The all-pervasive power is the sun in the sky, the sunshine that shines on the earth and the ocean, and the 'faith' of the Lord God!

In Hushi City, the monkey Kuruka sat cross-legged under a kapok tree, looking attentively at the leather pamphlet in his hand. This is from Shulot's book, also called "The King's Guidance." Every once in a while, similar booklets will be sent to the kingdom from the southern expedition army, and then handed over to the army commanders in various places.

"In the specific jurisdiction of the tribe, in addition to the 'tyranny' of force and intimidation, there is also the 'royal way' of establishing a new order. As for the role of religion, it is 'morality' and 'law'. The teachings and laws are used to restrain the superiors and subordinates, and to The fear and hope of the soul can soothe the hearts of believers and can calm people down like anesthetic knife water, which facilitates the initial establishment of the rule..."

"However, faith that is divorced from reality cannot really last long. The priests of the Lord God must bring about real changes! ... For the newly conquered vast territory, a new order of the kingdom must be established. And the essence of this new order is The redistribution of tortillas is destined to be driven by the management of a few people, the support of a group of people, the neutrality of a group of people, and the opposition of a group of people. We must always be vigilant to distinguish between allies, neutrality and enemies..."

"For a new order, the more people support it, the more stable it will be, but the harder it will be to achieve! And if a new group of 'profitable and supportive' groups cannot be cultivated, the rule of the kingdom will be on the water. Duckweed has no foundation and will scatter when the wind blows..."

"Witness the Lord God! The source of tortillas is always limited. Either develop production and create more tortillas to distribute to certain groups. Or, the wealth of the old upper class must be re-cut and distributed to the middle and lower classes. As for The last way is to engage in external war, take over the tortillas from other tribes and distribute them among your own tribe to satisfy the superiors and subordinates..."

"As for the specific management of a place, it is like cooking small fish. The flames cannot be too violent, nor can there be no flames. Orders are given and cannot be changed overnight. Xinuo is not easy to establish, and it cannot be easily overthrown... Remember, eagerly in the mountains and forests If you run, you will easily get lost, and you will not be able to reach the real goal. If you encounter a bear or a tiger, a fight will inevitably happen... In short, after planting the seeds, the warriors are responsible for weeding, and the priests are responsible for cultivating the seedlings, which can change everything. Only the power of time and the alternation of generations can make the seeds grow into towering trees..."

Kuluka read the books patiently, his eyes flickering from time to time, like a wise ape. There are no specific orders or instructions in these books of Shulot, only the thoughts summarized by the king and the ideas of governing the country, which are like the spring rain that moistens things silently, nourishing the big trees all over the kingdom. As for Kuluka, one of the big trees, he already has enough practical experience, and what he lacks is just this kind of later theory that has been tempered for a thousand times, to finally enlighten him and rise to a new height!

In fact, a small part of these books was copied and flowed into the Mexica Alliance. Some devout little nobles regarded the books as "the scriptures of the prophet" and pursued them fanatically. Regardless of whether they can understand them or how much they can understand, they must collect them and pass them on to future generations.

Perhaps, the greatest value of a traverser is to become a thinker and write books with peace of mind. Spread the extremely valuable "ideological knowledge" one by one, completely change the foundation of the times, and point out the real direction of progress! Of course, the premise of doing so is that he must be able to protect himself, not be bitten by the times, and not be tied to the stake and burned to death by the old forces whose interests are damaged...

"Lord God! Your Highness writes a new book every three months. This is really... really a wisdom and divine inspiration, overflowing with divinity!... Well, it seems that Your Highness seems to be very idle and safe, so he can write so many things with peace of mind. And these books are really enlightening to read, one sentence is worth a hundred sentences from others!..."

Monkey Kuluka read for a long time, then reluctantly put down the book and stood up. He climbed the ancient lake stone temple Techitlan, and the towering Eagle Mountain Mountain Kua Tepeter was towering behind him. And his eyes looked to the southeast, across the Guamare Mountains, across the Leman River, across the Texcoco Lake area of ​​his hometown, to the cloud land of the southern expedition!

There, batches of food carried on their backs, transported by tens of thousands of civilians, supported the alliance army in the middle and east. The garrisons in the valley of Shenshi City have been harvested, and the 20,000 troops on the eastern front have just received sufficient food supplies, and the siege of Yunshan City has become increasingly tight. Further south, at the entrance of the valley that touches the Zapotec Oaxaca Valley, a battle of thousands of people has just ended, and dark red blood stains the entire valley entrance. At the entrance of the valley, the newly built Jingguan of the Mexica Alliance Army is like the terror from the northern plateau, weighing heavily on the hearts of the Oaxaca tribes!

In the main camp of the alliance in the north outside the city, the ancient royal flags of the bloody sun and the bones of evil spirits are also fluttering in the howling mountain wind. Avit smiled faintly, picked up a bloody head, and looked at it carefully for a long time. On the unwilling face of the head, there are blue bat wings engraved, but it is the Oaxaca god that the alliance rarely conquers.

"Well, the head of the descendant of the gods of Oaxaca-Silver Tip City is a rare offering to the gods!... In this autumn's battle, the 4,000 vanguards of the Zapotec tribes were directly defeated by the 2,000 armored warriors of the alliance, half of them were killed, and their leaders of the descendants of gods were beheaded, and 400 to 500 sacrificial captives were captured!... I don't know if the Zapotec tribes in the south will still have the courage to go north again after this battle?..."

"Haha! Such trophies must be brought to my good son-in-law, Shulot, the chief priest and prophet in the army, to see and appreciate together! Then send the head to each camp, and let Shulot hold a large-scale sacrifice to boost the morale of the warriors!..."

Avit smiled, holding the head in one hand, and led two guards to the Black Wolf King's tent next door. But when he stepped into the tent, his eyes moved and his steps stopped.

I saw a huge piece of parchment unfolding on the rosewood table. Xiuluot was wearing a white robe, looking down at his desk, holding a thin brush, dipping it in red and gold paint, and concentrating on painting on the pale yellow parchment. The painting showed an abstract and strange bird, with a long beak of a hummingbird, wings of a mountain eagle, body of a viper, claws of a jaguar, so magical that it was hard to describe!

At this moment, the golden-red bird was perched on the sacred kapok tree in the clouds, like the incarnation of the sun!

Patting my head, Black Myth is really well made, the animation is good, and the text is even better. I played the second ending, feeling lost, and dreaming of the Monkey King's stick. Huh, it is indeed a domestic masterpiece that has never been seen before...