Chapter 1456 Shoot the Sun! Let Two Suns Fall at the Same Time!
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A long silence filled the dim tent, like the falling night, shrouding the hearts of the two nobles. After a long time, the mountain leader Izel squatted down and, under the vigilant gaze of the reed leader Sintelle, "tap tap" to rub the flint.
"Tap... tap!... Wow!..."
The bonfire slowly lit up, bringing light in the dark night. The old friend Sintelle moved his feet like a ghost, until his shadow on the tent overlapped with Izel's shadow. The two of them sat face to face on the mud, looking into each other's eyes and hands.
"Sintel, your skills seem to be much better than before?"
"Ha! Izel, if you were on the front line, fighting the Zapotecs all day long, your skills would be much better!..."
"Really?... But with the skills of the two of us, even with dozens of confidants... it would be difficult to achieve the goal of wielding a dagger in a legion of tens of thousands of people?... What's more, I don't want to be someone else's knife, especially those guys who hide their heads and show their tails..."
"Well... Izel, I don't want to be someone else's knife either. It's just that sometimes, the God King may not give us the opportunity to choose. Think about the death of the Sourwood Chieftain Yotiko! Think about the sacrifice of the Gorge Gold Chieftain Pacho!... What's more, haven't you forgotten? At the beginning The 'Jade Knife' chosen by you, me, and Pacho? Now, the distance between him and the heart of the God King is very close..."
". Sintel, the 'Jade Knife' has been treated well by the God King and is living a richer life than before. He may not have the idea of risking everything to 'avenge' his former master. Besides, he may not trust us, and he may not be able to assassinate successfully..."
"Izel, our older generation of Mexica warriors have always valued death over life. For certain beliefs and glory, they can give up everything and their own lives. Young warriors like you may not understand. But you have to believe in the vision of Pacho and me. He will definitely be a 'good knife for revenge'! ..."
Sintel looked gloomy and slowly lowered his head. He avoided the bonfire and hid his body in the shadows, just like those old wooden sculptures that were broken and stubborn and reluctant to welcome the sun, still living in the past of the "Flower War". And his voice was also deep, like the whisper of an old shadow.
"God bless you! What's more, in addition to the 'Jade Knife'... there is another revengeful 'Cloud Snake Dagger', which is also with the 'Jade Knife'. We all know the identity of that man. His hidden wife and children, the last few descendants of the Cloud Snake God, are in the fiefdom of the Yunshan tribe leader Hochikalo, and we have long been eyeing them..."
"When the time comes, if the family of the 'Cloud Snake Dagger' is captured, he will have no choice. Revealing his identity means death, and none of his family members will survive. And revenge, at least he can keep his wife and children, and the blood of the descendants of God... For public and private reasons, he can only go for 'revenge'! For the 'Cloud Snake', to avenge the annihilation of the clan!"
"And as long as he moves, the 'Jade Knife' who took in the 'Cloud Snake Dagger' will have no choice. If the matter is exposed, the God King will not forgive him at all, and there is only one way to die... He can only go for 'revenge'! Revenge for his patriarch, even if it is destined to be death!..."
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Hearing this calculation of human hearts, Izel was shocked again, with surprise on his face. His surprise was not because of the existence of the "Cloud Snake Dagger", but...
"Spruce Hochkalo?! This guy who cooperated with the God King to kill the Sourwood Chieftain Yotiko is actually one of 'us'?..."
"Yes. He is a new member."
"Is it credible? Is he a nail planted by the God King?..."
"No, he is the God King's rag. The kind that is thrown away after use... He was transferred from the Sourwood City-State to the Land of Tlaxcala. He originally thought he had made a profit and was granted a large area of fiefdom... But for the sake of the little prince, Gilim left Tlaxcala. The land of Tlaxcala intervened everywhere, intercepted the migrating people, and focused on the management of the little prince's direct fiefdom... This left 'Spruce' with only a territory, but no one to farm it, and it was suffering, and it was worse than before the transfer..."
"And after this southern expedition, the land of Tlaxcala, which had just been stable for a few years, had to transport food to the southern expedition army... The conscription on him, whether it was food or labor, was beyond his tolerance! ... His dissatisfaction with the God King had reached the extreme, and he hit it off with us..."
Sintel lowered his voice and talked about the undercurrents in the Mexica Alliance. The names were thrown out one by one, all of them were real nobles of the city-states, all of them suffered serious losses in the God King's strong centralization and expedition, and they were resentful...
"In addition to 'Spruce'... there are also the two acquaintances from the southern city-states you met today... Behind them are the Flower Tree Chieftain Huo Qikua and the Panmang Chieftain Moya Hualuo. These two glorious nobles of the southern city-states were not only deprived of half of their fiefdom management rights by the God King, but also had their inheritance rights interfered with. And this southern expedition, the continuous withdrawal of food and civilians also overwhelmed Their territory is suffocating! …”
“Hua Shu and Pan Mang? Have they officially joined us? When I was chatting with my acquaintances, I only heard their complaints, but no deeper hints…” “.They haven’t officially joined yet. But once something unexpected happens, they will become ‘us’! Most of the nobles in the city-state will become ‘us’! Because ‘us’ have the same interests! …”
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Hearing this, Izel frowned and groaned in silence. He thought for a long time before asking again.
"Xintel, according to what you said, the so-called 'we' at the moment are only 'you, me, and Yunshan'? Plus two 'knives and daggers' that we may not be able to control?..."
"With such strength, what can we do? Even if we take great risks and really do it, what is the reward?... This is just to reach into the campfire and get the cooked nuts for others!..."
". What kind of strange metaphor is this? Is it another new poem from the capital?..."
Sintel was speechless for a moment and could only hesitate for a few words. But Izel was persistent and continued to ask.
"Xintel, are you blinded by hatred? Are you going to be the 'stone knife' for sacrifice just because 'those people are hiding their heads and showing their tails' are instigated?... Or are you hiding something from me? Could it be that you also want to use me as a tool?!..."
"Hey!...Old friend, we are the closest group! How could I use you as a tool?...I do have some other plans, but they are not finalized yet, let alone discussed..."
Xintel pursed his lips, subconsciously touched the dagger at his waist, and quickly let it go. He sighed, looked at Izel's suspicious eyes, and explained sincerely.
"There is indeed another group of 'them', which may also become 'us'. I told you before... the royal family of the Asar line secretly sent envoys and tried to contact me..."
"Behind them, there is the main force of the entire Western Route Army, and they also occupy one-third of the Mixtec Cloud..."
"Of course, more importantly, once something happens... after the God King and the Prophet, the most powerful and the most right to inherit the alliance, who can naturally accept the royal legion and return the autonomy of the city-state nobles in various places... is their Asar line!..."
"The royal family of the Asar line? You mean, Meng Er and Yu Yan? No, the one with the most right of inheritance is only Montezuma II!... Hiss! What do you mean? There are not only one but two people who want the knife?..."
Hearing this, Izel took a breath and his eyes flickered. And this time, it was Sintel's turn to be serious and approach to interrogate.
"Isel, what's your reaction?... Who do you think 'they in the temple' want to kill the most?... And who do 'they in the Asar family' have to get rid of?..."
"The God King and the Prophet, even if they have caused many disputes, still stand together and concentrate power on us!... To restore the autonomy of the nobles, to restore our territory and inheritance... we have to get rid of the two suns together and shoot them down together!..."
"From now on, no matter whether it is the Asar family, the little prince family, or the Son of God family... no matter who wants to take the throne, they must compromise with the nobles of our city-state and return all our original ruling rights granted by the gods!..."
"And if the prophet is allowed to live, inherit everything from the God King, and combine the power of the two suns into one... then aren't we busying ourselves for him? In the end, nothing can be changed, and it may even get worse!..."
At this point, Sintelle reached out again, tightly grasped Isel's arm, and stared at the other's eyes! At this moment, he roared coldly, like a poisonous snake that could no longer endure the scorching sun!
"The southern expedition is the best opportunity! The two suns are together, almost inseparable! As long as we can kill one, the other can be killed at the same time!..."
"And this southern expedition is the only chance to make the two suns fall at the same time! Once we return to the lake capital, once the two suns separate... we will no longer have the possibility of successfully shooting down the suns at the same time!..."
"Izer, open your eyes and see your situation clearly! You, like me, and like us, have no choice! Only shooting down the sun!..."