Chapter 539 The King's Decision, an Unprecedented Grand Ceremony!

"The immortal sun has set. My great-uncle, who has shone on me for thirty-seven years since childhood, has fallen!"

Cries echoed in the tent, and sadness spread among everyone. After a moment, Avitt came back to his senses, sadness appeared on his face, and tears fell from his eyes.

Hearing the death of the immortal sun was like watching the collapse of a sacred mountain. His heart suddenly felt empty, and he lost a sacred tree that stood tall and could rely on. He thought of the majestic teachings of his great-uncle Tracaelle, the voice and smile that resembled his grandfather Montezuma's, and the reverence from his childhood, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

The king in his prime suddenly turned around and turned his back to everyone. He cried angrily, like a tiger losing his eldest son!

"Woo! Roar! Woo!."

The mournful sound came from the large tent of the North Route Army, with the low roar of a jaguar and the cry of an eagle, painful and majestic!

"Why!."

Gillim's eyes flashed and he sighed silently. He looked at the messenger from the capital who was lying on the ground crying and asked in a deep voice.

"What kind of legacy did the elder leave behind before he died?"

"Woo! The elder's decree. The priest and elder Ugel will be the new high priest; the three priests and elders Tonatiu, Yazar, and Akap will all be deputy chief priests. From now on, in the high priest group, All important matters are decided by lot by the high priest, the chief priests, and the other elders.”

"Huh? Ugel is the high priest? Are there three new deputy chief priests? The high priests will vote by lot?"

Gillim was startled. This was really an unexpected arrangement, and it must contain the elder's deep meaning.

". The weak and mediocre new high priest, the ambitious deputy chief priests, the council of elders who voted by ballot. Great! The powerful power of the high priest group has been completely divided from now on, and it will no longer be a threat! And the king is young and powerful, It has great prestige, just above it, and controls the divine power and royal power of the alliance!"

The female snake intelligence officer frowned and thought carefully for a moment, then her brows gradually relaxed and even hinted at a smile. After a while, he pursed his lips and sighed in a low voice.

"The elder has really good intentions towards the king."

"Uncle"

Avitt's crying gradually became lower and his voice was choked with sobs. He fell into grief and still couldn't help himself. Gilliam looked at the sad king, his face also showing sadness. Then he sat up straight and asked solemnly.

"The high priest passed away in Cholula City. Was he poisoned by the priest families of the Holy City?"

"Exactly! The high priest ordered the elders of Cholula to choose two people to sacrifice to the main god! The priests and elders of Cholula were resentful and sent poisonous smoke and medicine. After the high priest used it, that night He was poisoned and went to the Kingdom of God!"

The envoy from the capital stared back and replied in a deep voice. When he mentioned the priests and elders of Cholula City, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and there was anger in his voice.

"How dare the city of Cholula do this! This is a great insult to the Mexican Union and an irreconcilable blood feud!"

"Um"

Gillim looked serious and nodded in agreement. He remained calm, his thoughts were spinning, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"The Holy City of Cholula should not have the guts to murder the high priest. But if it was the impulsive act of an elder, it is possible. But, the elder and the high priest died at the same time, almost in no particular order? There is something really strange. Among them There must be something hidden!”

The chief intelligence officer frowned deeply and remained silent. The intuition brought by many years of intelligence work told him that there must be something hidden behind the death of the high priest. But as the messenger said, since the high priest died in Cholula City, it was an insult to the powerful alliance and a blood feud that must be sacrificed! The priests and elders were speechless and could not escape death. He thought for a moment, composed himself, and asked carefully.

"After the high priest went to the Kingdom of God, what was the reaction of the South Route Legion, His Highness Shulot?"

"His Highness was both sad and angry. He personally put on armor and went into battle, leading the Guards Corps to attack the Holy City of Cholula. When I came, I heard that the city of Cholula had been destroyed. The South Route Army repaid blood with blood and slaughtered 20,000 people in the Holy City. All the twelve priest families were wiped out!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Avitt turned around. There were tears in his eyes, and he made a sound of surprise in his mouth.

"Xulot destroyed the holy city of Cholula and slaughtered 20,000 people in the holy city? Is this what that kid would do?"

After the Western Expedition and the enfeoffment, Shulot went out to control the Kingdom in the Lake, and Avit didn't have many opportunities to meet him. In the king's heart, he still retained that smart, persistent, innocent and soft-hearted young man.

Gillim raised his brows, feeling more worried. The young tiger has grown up, roaring ferociously into the forest with an awe-inspiring killing intent. Compared with this, Your Highness is just a fledgling that has just hatched out of its shell and needs to grow up quickly!

"Exactly! His Highness avenged his grandfather and personally sacrificed the twelve priests and elders on the Great Pyramid of Cholula! After the sacrifice, His Highness also raised his dagger, danced a sacrificial dance, chanted incomprehensible words, and was cremated. The high priest! When everyone present heard this, they all felt the same and shed tears of sadness."

"Why!."

Seeing the messenger's confident nod, Avitt sighed. He imagined that scene and shook his head slightly.

"That child will be so angry that he slaughters the city. It can be seen that the death of the high priest really made him heartbroken! Anyway, give him some time to calm down his grief, and then recruit the South Route Army to go north!"

"Kings!"

Hearing this, Gillim was suddenly shocked. The South Route Army postponed their march northward, and he opened his mouth to attack the Three Snakes City Fortress. He observed the king's expression, hesitated to speak, and decisively changed the subject.

"The elders of Cholula City have promised to surrender. The sacred objects and Dingkou in the city."

"Yes. I will send an envoy and ask Shulot to send the sacred objects and enshrine them in the great temple in the capital. As for the tens of thousands of people in Cholula State"

Avitt pondered for a while, feeling a little relieved and a little sincere in his heart. He has always respected and feared the old fox of the royal family, the resolute and ruthless high priest.

Back then, it was the two of them who planned together to overthrow the rule of their brother Tisoke and successfully take control of the alliance. Over the years, the high priest has been in charge of the high priesthood in the capital, and his prestige has grown day by day, and he is close at hand. Without making a move, he slaughtered the nobles and priests of various countries; when praying in the morning and evening, the 200,000 people in the capital responded in unison! Such a majestic power made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

Now that the high priest has gone to the kingdom of God and no longer controls the divine power, the urgent threat to the throne from the Holy City and the others has disappeared in an instant.

"call!."

The king in his prime breathed out a breath and put down his guard against the Holy City. He thought of Xiulote, the nephew from a distant maternal line, the student he had trained by his own hands, and the son-in-law he had watched grow up. His heart suddenly softened, and he felt a lot more tolerance and love.

"The Kingdom in the Lake has just emerged and is in need of additional supplies. Let Shulot handle the tens of thousands of young men captured by the Southern Route Army!"

"Kings?"

"Ok, deal!"

Avitt regained his composure and made a decision. He waved his hand and asked the warriors and envoys in the tent to go out. Then he spoke coldly, his words as cold as ice.

"Gillim, the expansion of the great temple has been completed, and the elders and the high priests have died at the same time. The two elders who suppressed the alliance have passed away, and the capital in the lake must hold an unprecedented sacrifice! Only in this way can the main god and ancestors be sacrificed and revealed. The respect of the deceased will suppress the hearts of all tribes and states in the world!"

".A never-before-seen 'big festival'?"

Hearing this, Gillim suddenly became solemn. He saluted solemnly, asked in a low voice, and paused briefly at the word "big sacrifice" emphasized by the king.

"right!"

Avitt nodded coldly, his expression full of murderous intent, without a trace of mercy.

"At least 6,000 Tlaxcala descendants and nobles, plus five times the number of warriors and militia, must be sacrificed, 36,565 people! Invite envoys from all ministries in the world and all states in the alliance to Come and observe the ceremony. We will sacrifice two hundred noble blood and one thousand ordinary prisoners of war every day for thirty days in the capital’s great temple! I want all the city-states and tribes in the world to bow their heads in fear and shock!”

When the king said this, he remained silent and did not say anything thoroughly. For the Mexica people who believe in gods and are martial and warlike, victory in war and grand sacrifices can best establish the prestige of a king. After winning the Eastern Expedition and the Great Sacrifice, he will succeed the elder and become the new Immortal Fierce Sun!

"Ah! Six thousand divine descendants and nobles?!"

Gillim turned pale in shock and let out a low breath. Thirty thousand men were easy to come by, and the Northern Route Army captured just this many Tlaxcala men during their six-month campaign eastward. But six thousand noble gods and nobles? This is a number that can make everyone in the world tremble!

You must know that there are 1.2 million people in the four states of Tlaxcala. With a noble ratio of 1%-2%, the total can only be 20,000 noble blood including young and old! As for the cruel conquests in the world, nearly half of the three major ethnic groups, the Otomi, the Tarasco, and the Tlaxcala, have been killed or injured, leaving only eight to nine million people and a few hundred thousand noble bloodline members!

"That's right! In this great sacrifice, we will exterminate the descendants of the Cloud Snake Gods of Tlaxcala and sacrifice half of the noble bloodline in the world!"

Avitt raised his head and looked at the sky with drooping clouds. His eyes were as cold as a sacred mountain, and his will was as firm as corundum.

If the alliance wants to unify the world, the biggest obstacle it faces is the nobles with noble blood in each tribe and state. In this era where divine descendants are born, the noble bloodline has a very popular appeal to warriors and civilians from all countries!

The history of the establishment of the Mexican Federation firmly records all this. More than seventy years ago, the city-state of Texcoco was conquered by the Tepanec Union. Prince Nezahualcoyot has been in exile among various tribes for more than ten years, but he can still return to the city of Texcoco and call on the nobles and warriors who surrendered to the Tepanec Alliance to raise their troops and fight against the city-state of Trochititlan and Telaco. Pan city-state formed an alliance.

The Tri-City Alliance of Mexico was thus established, and troops were raised in the hinterland of the Tepanek Alliance. While the Tepanek legions were outside, they quickly captured the Tepanek capital, Azga Bozark, and sacrificed the Tepanek royal family. In this way, the alliance succeeded in one fell swoop and established hegemony in the Mexica Valley. The exiled prince Nezahual Coyot also restored royal glory and became the famous poet king.

It is for this reason that the elders decided to kill and use the death of Ketzal to exterminate the royal family and nobles of Texcoco. During the Western Expedition, he also issued a stern decree to destroy the Tarasco royal family and leave no one behind. After the death of the high priest, the demise of the twelve priest families in the Holy City was also part of his plan. As for this Eastern Expedition, all the descendants of the Tlaxcala people will also be slaughtered!

"All descendants of gods in the world must be exterminated! Only the Mexica royal family can inherit and rule the world for eternity!"

Hearing this, the female snake Gillim fell to the ground in excitement and kowtowed heavily. He raised his head and looked at the king's cold expression, his heart was filled with admiration and murderous intent surged in his chest.

"I am the king's dagger, guarding the king's inheritance! I will spare no effort, regardless of life or death. For the rule of the Mexica royal family, the descendants of gods from all over the world are either publicly sacrificed by priests or secretly executed by secret guards! "

“.However, after several decades, which royal family will succeed to the throne? It is up to man, and the fate is still uncertain!”