Chapter 16

"Dear new Mexican Tratoani." In the large tent surrounded by curtains, the priests of Hilotpec raised their sticks and saluted. "The great primordial god, the god of day and night, the descendant of the ancestor god Omete Otl salutes you."

Shulot stood in the priest group on the left side of the big tent, looking curiously at the attire of the Xilotepec envoy. This black and white stripes resembled a wild animal in his hometown twenty thousand miles away, the national treasure giant panda.

On the right side of the big tent is the commander group wearing a sunstone double-sided cloak, headed by a cold and hard man with a "female snake" painted on the back. Arvette was also standing at the end of the commander's group, smiling genuinely.

In the middle of the big tent is the king wearing a gorgeous red and white battle robe and a skull helmet. The king sat high on a high platform, maintaining the majesty of the gods. He didn't mean to come down to perform the divine ceremony, but just looked down at the messenger with cold eyes.

"Respected King." The priest envoy lowered his head, his tone more respectful. "Helotpec has always paid tribute to you and the Great Alliance on time, and the city lord has married a noble daughter from the Mexica. We are loyal subordinates of the Great Alliance. I don't know why the king wants to attack."

The king slightly raised his hand to the priests, and continued to maintain a mythical posture.

In front of Shulot, an old priest with a sun cloak came out: "Helotpec has three charges. First, in last year's tribute, the amount of tribute did not meet the requirements of the alliance. The Tomi city-states formed an alliance in private, with evil intentions. Third, worship the old gods." When talking about the third article, the old priest stared at the messenger sharply.

The emissary kept his head bowed until he heard the third charge, when he raised his head with a shocked expression on his face.

Sure enough, the priest said again: "The great descendant of the sun god demanded that the city-state of Xilotepec hand over ten years of tribute, the sacrifice of three thousand men, and sever the covenant with the cities of Otomi. Hand over the temple for A sacrificial plate for sacrifices and records, converted to the great sun god and war god Vitzilopochtli."

"Hand over the sacrificial plate and convert? These are unacceptable conditions!" The priest's messenger obviously lost control of his emotions. "The great original god blesses us. There are 100,000 warriors in the city-state. The food for three years is as solid as gold, as indestructible as the sacred stone on the top of the mountain."

The king raised his hand again to the officer corps. Xiulot saw that the leading cold-hearted man strode out: "Then we will besiege the city for three years! The Tampen River will bring us a steady stream of food, and the alliance's reinforcements are still coming in a steady stream. The army can Stay here for ten years!"

"What's more, you only have 20,000 soldiers and one year's food reserves." The cold man spat out the cold truth ruthlessly, "After one year, all the males in the city, from god descendants to slaves, will be sacrificed .”

The messenger's expression froze, and there was no sound in the big tent for a while.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrificial plate, conversion." King Tisok spoke for the first time, "Go back and tell the descendants of the city-state that they only have one chance."

Xilotepec's emissary could only leave silently.

After the envoy left, the solemn atmosphere in the big tent became slightly active. Tisok released the mythical posture, and asked Avitsotel with a smile: "My dear brother, what happened to the Otomi people in the west?"

Avet stepped forward, restrained his smile and responded seriously: "Dear king, according to the information obtained by the merchants sent out, the Otomi people are gathering. The nearby Otopan mobilized the whole country and organized four There are only 10,000 warriors in the city-state, and 20,000 people are mobilized in Guamare and Palms, and the warriors in the city-state have 8,000 each."

Tisok nodded, then smiled and asked the cold man next to him: "My loyal chief commander Totek, how is the preparation of the legion?"

The cold Totek finally showed a smile and replied, "If the Ottopans come to help in a hurry, we will give them a surprise on the way." All the commanders also smiled knowingly.

Discuss the military. Tisok finally had time to pay attention to the corner of the big tent.

"Sholot." He beckoned and smiled to let Sholot come over.

"I just heard from Avitt that you want to make a large wooden sling?"

"It's a catapult."

Tisok frowned slightly, "Oh", and didn't ask what a car is. To him, this was just an insignificant episode.

"You say the sun is a big ball of fire?" Tissok got to the point.

"Yes, the sun is a big fireball far away from us and much larger than the earth." Xiulot replied seriously.

"Where does the sun god live?" Tisok stared at Shulot and asked seriously.

"This should be on the sun." Shulot weighed repeatedly, not daring to discuss the existence of God with a theologian, especially when the theologian was the supreme god-born king.

"You said the earth is a big earth ball?" Tisok continued to ask.

"Yes."

"Where does the Mother Earth live?"

"...should be in the center of the big earthball."

"Come on, Shulot, spin a few times on the spot."

Xiulot was at a loss for a moment, then turned around obediently a few times.

"Do you feel faint?" asked the king, laughing.

"Dizzy." Xiulot replied innocently.

"So, you said that the earth is constantly rotating?" The king smiled, "Then why don't we get dizzy at ordinary times?"

Shulot was speechless.

He wanted to talk about the concept of relative speed, but then realized that it was futile and irrelevant. In the end, I could only stay silent.

The king seemed rather pleased. He seemed to have let go of some hidden worries and worries, and he no longer looked at the boy with sharp eyes.

He summoned his hand again, letting Shulot, who was wearing the Tengu sacrificial attire, approach the stage. For the first time, he pinched Shulot's face affectionately with his hands. Well, it hurts a bit.

"You child." The king said with a chuckle, "Since you want to take the path of a priest, you must study astronomy and theology seriously. At least half of your grandfather's attainments."

"After all, your grandfather has told me that you will eventually succeed him as the high priest of Teotihuacan. Originally, I planned to marry a princess to you, but it's a pity that priests cannot have official wives."

"Avet, my younger brother." The king waved to the officers, and Avet Sotel hurried up to the high platform, bowing his head to pay tribute to the king.

"The Teotihuacan family is also the direct bloodline of the sun god, and is closely related to our Tenochtitlan. You must treat Shulot as your nephew. For this expedition, let Shulot With you. You come and teach him the common sense of war and military affairs."

"You need to spend more time on Shulot. As for the intelligence and guards in your hands, let the chief commander Totek act as the agent for the time being."

"Yes." Avit's face was full of respect and obedience, without any trace of dissatisfaction.

"Sholot, the city-state of Teotihuacan has always been the most loyal supporter of the royal family. From now on, you must loyally obey the next Tratoani." Tisok smiled and talked to Sholot , but his gaze remained on Avette's face.

When referring to "the next Tratoani", he paid more attention to every change in Avitt's expression. "Just like your grandfather did to me."

"Follow your instruction." At this time, Shulot did not dare to go offline.

"Okay. You guys go down."

It was already far away after walking out of the big tent, and the sun that was so far away in the sky began to set. The harsh sunlight finally moved away from the land.

"Congratulations." Avit said to Shulot with a smile.

"What?"

"Passed."