Chapter 1440: Confrontation Between the Mayan Camps. I Am Going to Kill the Evil Demon!

"The great god of the plateau has brought down his immortal miracle! His blood-red eyes are in the high sky, watching the mortal tribes! This is the eye of God, the sight of God!..."

"Praise Huitzilopochtli! He is the brightest sun and fire on the sacred kapok tree, controlling all wars and life! He is the great god of the plateau and the great god of Maya, destined to rule everything in the present and the future. From the plateau to Maya!"

"Praise the Lord! Prostrate yourself before Him, pray to Him! Only He is the only great god in the Fourth Age and the last Lord of the Fifth Age! Come, worship Him!..."

When the July wind blew across the west coast of Maya, hundreds of tribal chiefs and more than 20,000 Maya tribesmen gathered in the salt village where the army was stationed to participate in the grand "Sky Festival" of the Lord. After the blue sacred fire, white hymns, and bloody sacrifices, accompanied by the hoarse prayers of the main god priests, tens of thousands of Mayan tribesmen looked up at the sky with shock and fear!

At this moment, a "red giant beast" slowly rose into the sky, opened its blood-red eyes, and stared at tens of thousands of tribesmen!

Under the announcement of the main god priests, this is the "coming of the main god", a "terrible coming" that has never happened before and is even unimaginable! At this moment, all the Mayan tribesmen who saw the "giant eye of the gods" were either terrified and awed, or lost their souls, or fell to the ground, and were completely shocked and even scared!

"Ah! Ah! The people of the plateau have summoned the gods! This is the face of the gods! The gaze of the gods!..."

"Kneel down, kneel down! Prostrate yourself to Him, Prostrate yourself! When the gods are angry, the sun will disappear, everyone will die, and the corn will fail!..."

"Ancestors, this is a miracle from the true God! The god of war on the plateau is actually a real great spirit!..."

At this moment, whether it was the humble Mayan tribesmen, the stubborn Mayan warriors, or the sacred Mayan nobles and priests, they were completely deprived of their minds by the "miracle of the sky" that they had never seen before, and the "bloody god of war" summoned by the tribes of the plateau!

"Sky Serpent God! What...what is this?!...How did they do this? Is it the power of the ancient sacred objects?..."

At this moment, even the knowledgeable and cunning Mayan merchant Ticarlo was shocked and trembling all over, and panicked and incoherent. Under the wave of faith of tens of thousands of people kneeling and praying in fear, he also couldn't help himself and fell to the ground. Beside him, his nephew Ti'Akin, who had converted to the Lord God, had already burst into tears and was extremely pious.

"Praise the Lord God, praise the Lord God! The Lord God has appeared!...Ah! Only such a powerful great god can help Mayapan restore the country and let our Cocom clan return to the ancestral royal court of Chichen Itza!"

Under the "God's Eye" rising into the sky, the pious voice of prayer finally spread from the mouths of the converted Mayan tribes, from the salt village on the seaside, to the interior of the jungle. The Mayan tribe's faith transformation has been carried out from the heart of the tribe without distinction!

However, such a faith transformation, even with the blessing of "miracles", is destined to be a long and profound process. The conflict between the old and new beliefs will continue throughout the Yucatan lowlands, completely reconstructing the order of the Mayan tribes, until the Mayan tribes with a long history are completely incorporated into the arms of the Lord God!

"Blessed by the Lord God! The Mayan missionary work has finally made a qualitative breakthrough! After that, it is constantly moving from the coast to the inland, constantly going deep into the jungle, and deep into the heart of the Mayan!..."

Bertard looked at the hot air balloons in the sky with a faint look in his eyes, and even looked at the endless Mayan forest in the east. This Yucatan lowland Mayan, with a radius of more than 800 miles, is shrouded in endless forests, and there are no rivers that can be used for rowing.

From the Golden Maya more than 2,000 years ago to today in the 15th century, this vast tropical jungle has been a green hell that is difficult to pass through, and it is also a natural barrier that the Mayan tribes cannot be conquered by the outside world. All military rule is difficult to maintain in such an isolated environment. All that can be relied on is the control of commodity trade and the divine connection with gods and ancestors!

In this era, even with the most reliable tribal guides, clear forest roads, and water and food supplies from cities and villages along the way, it would take a month to walk from the land to the lowland Maya! On average, a small group of warriors can only walk more than 20 miles a day. If a large army is mobilized, the march will be even slower.

However, if you take the kingdom's improved single-masted paddle boat, from the salt village on the west coast of Yucatan to the port of Ecabu on the east coast of Yucatan, the sea journey of more than 800 miles only takes ten days! If you change to a captured caravel, it can be shortened by half, just five days!

In terms of communication efficiency, the Xiu and Kapur clans located in the inland, and the remaining Tulum tribes on the east coast, these Mayan clans that are at war or hostile to the alliance, are not even as convenient in communication as the kingdom ports on the east and west coasts.

Therefore, it is difficult for the Mayan clan chiefdoms in the jungle to form a joint force in time and take the initiative to launch an attack on the kingdom occupying the coast. Once they venture out from the depths of the jungle to the coast, they will be easily defeated one by one by the concentrated superior forces of the kingdom. Of course, it is also difficult for the kingdom's military to penetrate deep into the jungle and risk fighting on the territory of the hostile clan. This is not because they cannot defeat the enemy, but to find the enemy and supplies in the endless forest, which is far more difficult than fighting!

"Black Wolf Leader! The Corn Clan has changed its position! They have sent envoys to officially announce to the ministries that they support the Xiwu Clan and the Tulum Priests in fighting against the invaders on the plateau. They also claimed that the Mayapan royal family has long since extinct , the Cocom clan that appears now is a fake from the plateau people!…”

"Huh?! This group of cunning and repetitive corn people hiding in the deepest part of the jungle! Didn't they say they would be loyal to the Mayapan royal family and demand autonomy during the tribal meeting in Kapok City? Now, who gave them the courage to do so? Dare to declare war on the kingdom?…”

"Ah, boss... The position of the Corn Clan is sandwiched between the Xiu, Kapur and Tulum tribes. The reason why they gave up swinging and directly lined up this time... probably, maybe, maybe... is the Tulum priest Tuan’s persuasion? And it’s related to us destroying the Yixi clan and helping Prince Yanhu ascend to power?…”

"Um...any other news?"

"Ouch! There is also the Weihai clan in the south, which has officially announced that it will side with the Mayapan royal family and send troops to the 'rebellious' Corn clan! However, it is hard to say how many troops they will actually send and to what extent they will fight... At most, that is Blocking the possibility of Tulum priests going south..."

"God bless you! If you think about it this way... isn't it just the coastal tribes fighting against the inland tribes? It's a rotten battle in the jungle where the sun can't be seen. The corpses will rot in a few days, and only the remains will be eaten by insects and ants. Bones... In this kind of bad fight, no one can kill anyone, and more people will die of mold in the forest than in a direct fight..."

Hearing this, Black Wolf blinked his eyes and expressed his deep disgust towards the Mayan jungle on the east coast not far away. This kind of rough battle in the jungle where you can't see the light of day and can't touch the enemy is much more depressing than chasing the canine in the wilderness. He really can't arouse any interest.

"Forget it! How can anyone cut down this endless forest? Now that the matter is over, let's just eat grilled fish!"

Black Wolf thought for a while, then tightened his grip on the copper ax and loosened it, gradually suppressing his murderous intent. Then, he held a branch in his hand, strung two delicious red anchovies on a string, and roasted them slowly on the bonfire, thinking about the changes in Maya's situation.

Last year, he led his elite troops to personally raid the Ekab Chiefdom, seizing one-third of the ports and territory on the east coast in one fell swoop. This has now triggered a change in the attitudes of a series of surrounding Mayan clans.

With more than a dozen Mayan emirates and dozens of clan city-states, it is increasingly difficult to maintain a certain tendency of neutrality. They were divided into two, and they all directly took sides, ending up as "Mayapan" or "Xiu".

The Chel theocratic chiefdom on the north coast and the Weihai clan on the east coast all sent envoys to express their respect for the Mayapan royal family under the kingdom's powerful coastal military front. In and out of words, they were all willing to worship the main god. They were obviously afraid of the powerful force of the plateau tribes!

At the same time, the inland Kapoor clan quickly moved closer to the Xiwu clan and the Tulum Temple, and sent two thousand warriors to faintly confront the kingdom's garrison in the forest sea in the south of Chikin Chiefdom. Now, the further inland Corn clan, under the influence of the three surrounding parties, finally officially joined the Xiwu side.

At this point, from three coasts to the interior of Yucatan, the "Mayapan" camp and the "Xiu" camp have been completely formed!

Mayapan's side, supported by the kingdom's legions, occupied three coasts. In addition to the remnants of the Cocom tribe of the Mayapan royal family, the members of the alliance also include the Puton tribe, the Jinshe clan, and the Kanur clan on the west coast, the Chel theocratic chiefdom and Chikin chiefdom on the north coast, and the Egyptian chiefdom on the east coast. Kabuyan Island, Weihai Clan.

The Xiwu side occupies most of the jungle interior. Their main force is the powerful Xiwu clan and the Kapoor clan, plus the Tulum priesthood of the old god faith, the Lishu clan vassalized by Xiwu, the Tes clan vassalized by Kapur, and the Maize clan in the middle. clan.

The situation in the entire lowland Maya was divided into two and fell into a long-term confrontation! The west coast is the struggle between the Kanur clan and the Xiwu clan, the north coast is the rivalry between the Qijin chiefdom and the Kapoor clan, the east coast is the rivalry between the Yandao clan and the Tulum temple tribes, and the Liwei clan in the southeast corner The hostility between the Sea Clan and the Corn Clan.

In the eight-hundred-mile jungle and green sea, the melee battles between the Maya clan, which had never subsided, became more frequent. Many Mayan tribes and barbarian tribes were involved. The fighting between the various tribes stretches for hundreds of miles from the west coast to the east coast, like a grand and endless jungle ritual, just like the melee when Mayapan collapsed!

"Blessed by the Lord God! The kingdom has taken control of the coast and established the Mayapan Restoration Alliance. The powerful Mayan clan states in the jungle are not willing to surrender and convert to the Lord God. Instead, they have formed an alliance with each other and colluded into one!..."

"Across the vast forest, a confrontation has formed. If I can cut a passage through this forest, I will definitely lead my red-haired guards to kill these annoying Maya jungle gods one by one. Sacrifice, send everything to heaven!”

"It's just that right now, I can't do anything about this forest, so I can only watch this bad war continue... And what I can do is to keep migrating the grassland tribes and converting to the Mayan tribes in this constant war... to unite well. Come out, the loyal wolves of the kingdom…”

"Tsk tsk! I heard the news in the past two months. A new white-skinned evil demon scout appeared in Cuba in the East China Sea. They had a fight with the kingdom and a ship was captured... fighting the white-skinned evil demon. I think it's better than the one in the Mayan jungle. Bad battles must be more interesting, right?…"

Thinking of this, Black Wolf reached into his bosom and pulled out a sharp "demon dagger". Then, he smacked his lips longingly, cut the delicious red snapper into a few pieces, pinched them one by one with his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.

"Ha! Delicious, really delicious! The demon's dagger is so fast! They must have a lot of good stuff! And how can I, Black Wolf Toltec, miss the head of the demon noble in my spoils?!..."

The half-cooked freshness accompanied by the smooth taste of fish meat made Black Wolf very satisfied, and a smile appeared on his face. Then, he glanced at the grassland warrior Niulang, who was standing guard loyally and straddling the demon's scimitar, and threw another hot grilled fish directly to him.

"Niulang! This big fish is a reward for you!"

"...Yes. Boss!"

Niulang didn't waste any words, and directly stabbed the grilled fish with the scimitar, and also tore it into strips with his hands, chewing it in big mouthfuls.

"Is this scimitar useful?"

"It's useful! Boss, I've never seen such a fast knife in the wilderness and grasslands!..."

"Haha! Niulang, if you fight with the evil demons with such weapons, will you be afraid?"

"No! Boss, I saw the head of the evil demon noble that was sent, and it looked ordinary. His face was full of fear, and there was no extra eye or ear on his head. On the northern grasslands, there is no need to be afraid of enemies who can be killed... As long as there are spoils of war and I can get good things, I can fight anyone!"

"Haha! Good, very good! This dagger is also a reward for you!"

Black Wolf was very happy, and casually threw the steel dagger sent by Cuba to the personal guard Niulang. Then, he was in high spirits, looking at the vast sea in the east, and muttered to himself expectantly.

"Come quickly! The demon army, please show up in the East China Sea soon!"

"I've been in this broken place Maya long enough... As long as the demon fleet shows up in large numbers, I can apply to His Highness and the Marshal to personally lead my guards to cross the sea to support Cuba!"

"I have fought the civil war of the Jiao people for so many years, but I haven't met many decent opponents... Next, I must go to the front line of the war of gods and fight the white-skinned demons for several years or even more than ten years!..."

The mighty sea breeze, with the announcement of the black wolf, drifted towards the island of Cuba hundreds of miles away, and drifted towards the front line of Haiti three thousand miles away. And a large ship anchored on the west coast of Haiti, just stabilized, and hung a large ironwood bell on the sea, which could accommodate a curled up person. Then, this ironwood bell, with the air in the bell, sank steadily and slowly into the sea under the command of the apprentice of the main god priest and scholar Ading!

"Suck..."

"Wow!..."

The two pearl divers also took a deep breath at the same time, tied two ropes around their waists, held stones in their hands, and went into the water at the same time as Hou Zhong. The ninth attempt to salvage the large thunder firearm, the 8-pound cannon, finally began again!