Chapter 1508 Red and White, an Offer that Cannot Be Refused

The morning sun shines through the peaks of the Sierra Madre del Sur and onto the altar in front of the Valley Road Camp. The war priests of the Alliance are busy lighting the sacred braziers and placing many formal funeral offerings.

The golden disc is the first thing needed. The soft and easy-to-carve surface is engraved with the emblem of the hummingbird god and the symbols of the four eras, and the myth of the rubber man will be added later. Of course, in order to avoid being too heavy, the golden disc will not be too large. This two hundred kilograms of gold disc is just a flat rubber ball with a diameter of one foot. As for the meaning of the gold color, it naturally refers to light.

Silver bowls are definitely needed. The shiny color has always been a pleasing ritual vessel, just like the clouds and sky revered by various tribes. Generally speaking, four silver bowls will be placed in the southeast, northwest and northeast of the disc, and now there are eight. Various herbs and seeds will be placed in these silver bowls, symbolizing healing and salvation. In fact, this was the former priesthood of Quetzalcoatl, and the ritual vessels used to worship Quetzalcoatl were also used. But today, the traces of Quetzalcoatl have been dissolved into the main god, becoming the first god to completely fade from people's hearts in the process of "monotheism" of the alliance.

Obsidian round mirrors are also needed. The deep and transparent round mirrors are like the eyes of divinity, looking at the deep blue sky. The reflection brought by the round mirrors is often regarded as a window to the mysterious world, allowing the soul to communicate with the heaven and the earth. Well, just put two. After all, as the incarnation of the main god, the hummingbird has only one pair of eyes. If you want to worship other subordinate gods and saints, you can put some pairs of small stone mirrors.

Finally, turquoise is also needed. As a symbol of wisdom and soul, graves and funerals are indeed the places where it should appear. At this moment, Xiuluot picked up the crystal clear, amazing size, and full-shaped "turquoise" and looked at it carefully for a while. His originally solemn expression also stagnated for a rare moment.

"Tupika, where did these sacrificial turquoise come from?"

"Ah? Elder priest, these sacrificial turquoise were found from the spoils of the Zapotecs. They were the items of their priests who accompanied the army. They are said to be the best Mayan turquoise. I think the color and shape are very good, so I use them as sacrificial vessels... Well, do you want to change a batch of new gems?..."

"The spoils of the Zapotecs? Mayan turquoise?... Well, it is indeed a very good gem, no need to change."

Xuluot was silent for a while, and put the "Maya turquoise" back to the outer periphery of the disc. These quiet stones formed a ring, and were dotted with red and white flowers, which added brilliance to the gold, silver and obsidian ritual vessels. Xiuluot examined it for a few breaths, smiled, and instructed the war priests.

"Lord God bless! Everything is ready. Notify all the priests, and then notify the warriors in the camp to start the funeral ceremony!"

"Yes! Elder priest!..."

"Swish!..."

Soon, the blue holy fire "swish" rose, and the flame of the stone of the dead floated out the breath of the kingdom of death. Twenty war priests danced the sacrificial dance, shook the "dingling" copper bells, and made strange shouts. In the center surrounded by all the priests, the elder priest Xiu Luote, dressed in complicated clothes, stretched out his hand to put on the god mask made of wood and cloth.

At this moment, he seemed to wear a mask and a god's face, which made people unable to hear or see. The sound of his chanting was instantly blurred, rising and distant, and drifted to the misty sky with the faint divine smoke!

"Praise the Lord Huizilobo! The battlefield is like this, where we offer our sacred blood to God! This is the most reverent moment, nothing in the world is as sacred as dying in battle!..."

"I pray for the Lord to come! He opens his red blood eyes, watching the warriors in the war of gods, and also watching the deaths in the war of gods. He listens to our prayers, and guides the souls rising in the war of gods to the red kingdom..."

"The vitality seeps into the earth, bringing a good harvest next year. The soul ascends to the kingdom of God and enjoys eternal peace. This is The power of the Lord God is the only supreme holiness! And the light envelopes us, from birth to death, and we will be resurrected after death"

"Look! In the red country, there is a red sky, a red dawn and noon, and red pheasants and swifts... I saw the smile of the soul in the sky, and then watched them merge into the body of the earth, and I am happy to tell you! ..."

"Lord God bless! The butterfly of the soul has flown away~~"

The ethereal chanting echoed among the mountains and then scattered into the prepared graves, like the last words of the deceased. The grand funeral is always quiet. It is the rest of the dead and the comfort of the living.

Two thousand alliance warriors stood under the altar, listening to the chanting that made them feel at ease, until Shulot announced that the soul had completely gone away, and the warriors suddenly made a noise and shouted the last words to the dead.

".You useless guy, you followed a useless mountain chief, and you were killed by the Zapotec's fleeing soldiers!..."

".His Majesty the King of God will reward you for your merits! You joined the Broken Hair Guards, and if you died in the God War, you will definitely be rewarded generously!"

"...Go with peace of mind! Lord Turquoise said! He will distribute all the rewards and will not take anything for himself..."

"...Brother, you died in the battle. I will raise your son!..."

".My fellow villager, bring my blessings to the father of the Kingdom of God!..."

Shulot lowered his head slightly and looked at the crowd shouting and praying, as well as at the burial pit on the ground and the five hundred corpses of Alliance warriors buried in the pit. In order to complete the encirclement of the Zapotec Legion, almost half of the Alliance warriors in the two ambushes were killed! This funeral is held for them!

It was precisely because of these elite casualties, in order to save scarce food, and to comply with certain instructions before the war, that the royal regiment commanded by Quakehu did not leave a single prisoner. As for the five thousand corpses of Zapotec warriors...

"Praise the Lord God! He has left! Now, bury the heroic dead. Their corpses will return to the earth, bringing back the original vitality..."

During Shulot's last chant, shovelfuls of soil were thrown into the pit, burying the face of the deceased and announcing the end of this funeral. The war priests continued to dance ritual dances and recite mysterious incantations. The alliance warriors spontaneously danced war dances in front of the burning holy fire, in front of the graves of their comrades, and in front of the piles of enemy corpses.

"Ayi! Ayi!..."

"Ding-deng-dong! Ding-deng-dong!..."

As for the officiating priest, Shulote walked steadily down the altar step by step and came to the priest's tent at the back. The two priest apprentices helped him take off the heavy obsidian feather crown, take off the tight god mask, and take off the feather cloak spread out behind the priest's robe. At this moment, he lost at least forty pounds, and returned from the mysterious and solemn "god incarnation" to the world of free breathing. And just as he wiped the sweat off his face and rubbed his sore forehead, the guest he was waiting for appeared.

"Your Highness the Prophet! Thank you for hosting the funeral! The warriors are very happy. I hope you can stay for two more days and thank you in person!..."

"Blessed by the Lord God! I am very happy to be able to lead these brave warriors to the red kingdom of God! Well... even those city-state warriors who were dispersed by the defeated troops and unfortunately died in battle are still brave men recognized by the Lord God! …”

Shulot smiled gently and looked at the commander of the three thousand alliance warriors in the camp, the commander of the royal army, Kua Kehu, who personally escorted him. Then, he pointed to the five thousand corpses of Zapotec warriors in the recess of the mountain and said calmly.

"Commander of the Cuaco Tigers, when are you going to bury these Zapotec warriors?"

"Oh! Your Highness the Prophet, these corpses are kept for the sacrifice of this funeral. After all, we have no prisoners to sacrifice alive, for fear that the Lord God will be unhappy... The funeral is now completed, and when the warriors calm down, they will dig up another one. Big pit, bury all these Zapotecs in it..."

"Well... a heroic battle is the best gift to the Lord God! The Lord God is happy, and victory is His blessing. And when He opens the door to the Kingdom of God, he not only takes in the souls of the Alliance warriors, but also takes them away Some of the bravest Zapotecs…”

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Shulot spoke slowly, looked into Quakehu's eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Commander of the Cuaco Tiger Army! I need your warriors to help me select the Zapotec nobles and warriors among these five thousand corpses. Well... it's very simple. First, look at their clothes, and secondly, look at their teeth. , look at their tattoos three times...and then notify the Zapotec garrison thirty miles east, guarding the camp at Oaxaca Pass..."

"Select the corpses of Zapotec nobles and inform the Zapotec people?"

Hearing such a request, Kua Kehu was startled and asked doubtfully.

"Your Highness the Prophet! Do you want the Zapotecs to send envoys to redeem the bodies of the nobles? Ask them to hand over a large ransom?..."

"No! I don't need their ransom, and I won't send the body back to the Zapotecs."

Shulot shook his head with a smile, his eyes darkening. He was like a twenty-year-old priest and elder, sighing with profound meaning.

"The glory of the Lord God will treat all the people equally! Commander of the Cuaco Tiger Army, please help me bring the bodies of these nobles and warriors to the Zapotec mountain pass camp, and then invite their envoys to come out camp…"

"Then, I will hold another sacred funeral in front of the Zapotec defenders and in front of the Zapotec envoys! Yes, the nobles and warriors who died for the Zapotec people , hold a funeral for the Lord God!…”

"The red and white on the battlefield are the two colors of divinity. Alliance warriors and Zapotec warriors also need two different funerals. I believe that for this funeral and the fate of so many nobles who died in the war, Zapotec warriors also need two different funerals. The Potec people cannot refuse, just like they cannot refuse the Lord God, and I do this to spread the seeds of the Lord God's faith to all Zapotec tribes through a funeral. I believe that the God King will know later. It will also be recognized. This will help us conquer the Zapotecs..."

"The Lord God bless you! Commander of the Kwako Tiger Army, please do me this favor for the sake of the Lord God and the God King! As for my safety, I leave it all to you!..."

"…!"

At this moment, facing the sudden suggestion from the divine prophet, Kua Kehu was speechless and didn't know what to do. The God King never gave him such instructions. But holding a new funeral was indeed within the authority of the priests and elders, and the warriors were very grateful for the funeral that had just been held. Moreover, His Highness the Prophet’s words indeed make sense! …

The brave commander of the Kwako Tigers looked serious and thought hard for a long time. After a while, he listened to his heart and nodded respectfully.

"Okay! I will do as you say! Your Majesty the Merciful Prophet!..."