Chapter 558 Generous King, Reward for Warriors!

The ancient hall is built of volcanic rocks, with deep colors, simplicity and solemnity. The four walls are carefully decorated with large and colorful mural legends, telling the story of the oldest tree snake god descendant and the establishment of the tree snake city. This is an epic passed down by the people of Tlaxcala, and is remembered in the hearts of generations of tree snake gods.

However, if you look closely, you will see that there are more marks of hacking on the still gorgeous carvings. The gold, silver and precious stones that once decorated it have all disappeared. There were only rows of torches on the walls, burning brightly, illuminating the scene in the hall.

The Mexica generals looked solemn and wore gorgeous uniforms, sitting in a circle. And more than a dozen warriors who had made great achievements were lying on the ground, kneeling in the center of the hall with their bare hands. In front of them, the supreme king held the scepter in his hand, smiled lightly, and announced loudly.

"The Eastern Expedition is a great victory, the Lord God protects the alliance! The hereditary nobles of the Lake District, the commander of the royal army, the dead dog Chi Chi Mickey, took the lead in attacking the South City, occupied the temple in the city, and captured the leader of the Tree Snake City. This is his first victory!"

Having said this, Avitt paused and glanced at the city-state army commanders with bright eyes. Everyone bowed their heads and expressed their sincere respect for the brave and capable king's confidant.

Seeing this, Avitt smiled with satisfaction. Naturally, the first success in attacking the city must be attributed to the royal legion directly under him. He raised his staff high and was as decisive as a god.

"King's order: Chi Chi Mickey, the dead dog, is promoted to the third level of honorable noble! Give Chinampa a fief of 400 acres, 100 serfs, 20 beauties, and 10 boxes of precious stones, gold and silver!"

"What, promoted to the third level of honorable noble?!"

Hearing such a reward, the army commanders from various states looked at each other and were a little shocked for a moment.

Among the king's rewards, the most important one is promotion to the noble rank. From the second-level hereditary noble to the third-level glorious noble, that is a real threshold and a huge class jump! The honorable nobility is the pinnacle of noble promotion. From then on, it becomes the true top level of rule. It is hereditary and replaceable, and it is the same as the country. And if it is enfeoffed in a foreign country, you can serve as the city lord!

"How can it be so embarrassing for the King to reward us like this, arbitrarily promote upstarts, and promote us to glory, which has been passed down for hundreds of years and has shed blood for the Alliance for generations?"

Captain Xintel of the Wejian Legion opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, about to object.

You know, the entire Mexican Alliance only has thirty or forty glorious families. There are only about three families scattered in each state, and they all hold the power of each city-state. Ten years ago, Chichi Mickey, the dead dog, was just an ordinary military noble. But now, after just one expedition to the west and one to the east, he has risen to the top and is equal to all the glorious nobles and city-state army commanders here! .

"cough!"

The commander of the Pacho Army of the Xiajin Army quickly reached out his hand, held down Xintel who was sitting next to him, and signaled with his eyes. He had long seen that the king was constantly taking measures to weaken the local nobles.

The previous centralization reforms, the ecclesiastical reforms, and the driving of city-state warriors to attack cities during the Eastern Expedition all weakened the strength of the great nobles. Now he continues to promote new nobles, weakening the influence of the inherited nobles. His dissatisfaction is also accumulating! But, thinking about Yotiko’s doubtful death in battle

Pacho coughed carefully and whispered to Xintel.

".The most important warrior in the alliance. With such military achievements, although the reward is great, it is reasonable."

".Why."

Xintel gritted his teeth and sighed lowly, his heart burning but helpless.

Secret conversations took place in the corner, and after a few words, they fell into silence. In the center of the hall, the dead dog Chi Chi Mickey's eyes were red with excitement and his voice was choked with sobs. He fell to his knees violently, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and swore in a trembling voice to the king who was simply holding out his hand.

"Your Majesty! You are the flying eagle, and I, Chichi Mickey, am your wings! Witness the Lord God! No matter where the eagle goes, I am willing to follow you and fight for you!"

"Ha ha!"

Avitt laughed heartily. He reached out his hand and shook the dead dog's hair. Then, he personally helped his beloved general up, handed him a glass of wine, and toasted to celebrate.

"Come! The Lord God bless the alliance! The generals raise their glasses to celebrate the first victory of the Eastern Campaign!"

"God bless you! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the commander of the Death Dog Army!"

No matter what they were feeling in their hearts, overflowing smiles appeared on the faces of all the generals. Everyone raised their glasses together and drank it all. Chi Chi Mickey took a swig, and the slightly spicy tequila poured into his throat, but it was as sweet as honey.

"In order to capture the Tree Snake City, warriors from all over the world fought hard and made outstanding achievements! The warrior Mo Qihui, a military nobleman from the Lake District and the vanguard of the royal army, took the lead in breaking into the southern city, killed the warrior chief of the Tree Snake family, and captured two people alive. The god-born prince, you have won the battle for this!”

Mo Qihui's face turned red, and he knelt on the ground, breathing heavily. He was waiting for the king's reward, his heart was pounding and beating hard.

Avitt smiled slightly, glanced at the loyal and fearless young warrior, paused for a moment, and announced loudly.

"King's order: Warrior Mo Qihui is promoted to the second-level hereditary noble! Give Chinampa a fief of one hundred acres, twenty serfs, four beauties, and four boxes of precious stones, gold and silver!"

"Second-class hereditary noble, one hundred acres of Chinampa!"

Mo Qihui's head buzzed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. One acre of chinampa floating fields yields approximately the same harvest as six acres of milpa fields. And one hundred acres of Chinampa is equivalent to six hundred acres of ordinary fields! What's more important is that such floating land has a price but no market, and is hardly circulated in the market. It is the foundation of the inheritance of noble families.

In fact, the population of Lake Texcoco has been saturated, and all suitable fields have been reclaimed and are in the hands of nobles at all levels. The reason why King Avit was able to give thousands of acres of Chinampa as a reward for this eastern expedition was because the high priest uprooted the nobles of Tlacopan and exiled 20,000 people last year!

Unfortunately, now the elders and the high priest have gone to the kingdom of God. The successor High Priest Uger has always been deaf and dumb and cautious. Such a big case will never be handled again.

While thinking, Avit reached out and shook Mo Qihui's hair. The tipsy young warrior reacted and swore loudly.

"Your Majesty! You are my supreme sun! I will thrust out the bronze spear, wield the battle axe, and fight bravely! I want your light to shine on all the states in the world!"

"Haha! Good! Come, drink this cup!"

"May the Lord bless you! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the warriors!"

For the promotion of the hereditary nobles, the powerful legion commanders present had no reaction. They were powerful and knowledgeable. They already had such power in the city-state and didn't care much.

After drinking the wine, Avit looked at the kneeling Mo Qihui, thinking of his performance in suppressing the Lord of the Tree Snake City in the temple during the day. The king raised his mouth, like a god who fulfilled his wishes, and asked with a smile.

"Mo Qihui, in addition to these rewards, what other wishes do you have?"

"Uh, wishes?"

Mo Qihui was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the king's majestic and amiable face, and shouted out his wish not long ago.

"Your Majesty! I want the beautiful dancing girl in the garden!"

".Ha! Ha!"

Hearing this wish, the Mexica generals looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"So, it's a little wolf cub in heat!"

"Ha!"

Avite laughed out loud. He stretched out his hand, patted Mo Qihui's red face, and agreed with a smile.

"Okay! When you go out later, take whoever you like! I'll spare you the job tonight and promise you a night of spring!"

"Huh? Take them away directly?"

Mo Qihui drank a lot and was a little drunk. At this moment, he heard the king's words, thought about it, and then boldly shouted.

"Your Majesty, I was born with great strength! If I can take two away, will they all belong to me?"

Hearing this, the hall suddenly laughed and was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Haha! Of course, if you can take a few away, they will all belong to you!"

Avite couldn't help but laughed. He nodded readily and agreed to Mo Qihui's request. He was always particularly tolerant of loyal and brave warriors.

Then, the king raised his scepter again and walked towards the next warrior. He looked at the kneeling burly body, smiled faintly, and his voice became louder.

"Turquoise Tesihuit, the military noble of Sourwood City, the chief warrior of the Sourwood Legion, was the first to climb the city wall and break into the South City, and also made great contributions!"

Tesihuit knelt on the ground, his expression calm, without any ups and downs. He was originally taciturn, and after the death of the head of the family, he spoke even less.

"Wang Ling: Warrior Tesihuit, promoted to the second-level hereditary noble! Grant Qinanpa 80 acres of land, 16 serfs, three beautiful girls, and three boxes of gems, gold and silver!"

Hearing this, Tesihuit's expression was still unmoved. After all, he was a general trusted by the former legion commander, and he had no shortage of land and wealth. And he himself didn't care about money and beauty.

".Such a warrior is selected to join the Broken Hair Guards as a centurion, fight for the alliance, and die for the royal family!"

"Hmm? Transferred to the Broken Hair Guards as a centurion?"

Hearing this, Tsihuit raised his head in surprise, and saw the king's smiling face, and was a little confused for a moment.

"If I am transferred to the Imperial Guards, I will have to leave the Sourwood City-State and go to the Lake Capital to guard the king. In this case, how can I have the opportunity to investigate the truth of the death of the master of the family?"

Yes, at this moment, although General Turquoise was full of doubts about the death of the master of the family, the object of his suspicion was the successor of the Sourwood Legion, the Spruce Clan Leader, Hochkalo.

Because, the one who had the ability to take action in the camp that night and ultimately gained the greatest benefit was Hochkalo! As for the Supreme King, he has not thought too much for the time being.

Hochkalo smiled on his fat face and looked at Tsihuit kindly. If Tsihuit continued to stay in the legion, he would never let him return to the city-state alive from the Eastern Expedition. What a pity

Avite's eyes sparkled as he carefully examined the expression of General Turquoise. He observed for a long time, and from the other party's stunned expression, he did not see any resistance or hidden hatred. The king finally put his mind at ease, smiled, and asked.

"Why, Tsihuit, you don't want to?"

".I.This."

Tsihuit was speechless, but the situation was such that he could not refuse. After a moment, he sighed, lowered his head, and knelt on the ground like a bear, saluting respectfully.

"Your Majesty, you are a towering sacred mountain, standing at the highest point of the alliance! I am willing to follow your figure, climb to the heights, and fight for you!"

"Good! Very good!"

Avite got the answer he wanted and nodded with satisfaction. Rewarding the city-state warriors who have made great contributions and winning the hearts of the warriors of various states, this Tsihuit is the best example!

"Come, drink this cup!"

"May the Lord bless you! Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the warriors!"

The generals congratulated in unison and drank the water and wine. The king laughed and held out his hand.

Seeing this familiar loyalty link, Tsihuit was a little dazed. He stayed for a moment and slowly lowered his head. Then, a powerful big hand grasped his hair, restraining his soul from then on. Then, a majestic and laughing voice came from the front.

"Haha! Tsihuit, my warrior. In addition to these rewards, what wishes do you have?"

"What, wishes?"

Hearing this, Tsihuit pursed his lips and raised his head. From this angle, he can see the king's kind smile and the kind smile of Hochkalo. Regarding the death of the head of the family, the suspicion of Hochkalo flashed through his mind in an instant, and he was about to blurt it out!