Chapter 699: Ancient Ershui City, Qinbo Ali of Three Eras

The red-haired hunter Cha Bo, wearing straw sandals, started from the Snake Lake Village occupied by the scouts and ran all the way north. He walked through lush lowland jungle, crossed deep and shallow rivers, lakes and streams, and stepped on the soft edges of cornfields. He passed through large and small waterside villages, met small groups of militiamen collecting food, and saw large groups of warriors heading south. Finally, he finally came to the edge of Qinbo Ali in the Nishui City and saw the vicissitudes of low stone buildings, as well as large and small pyramid temples.

"Broad nose, thick lips, deformed eyes, and a helmet like a pottery bowl. What a strange sculpture, a strange god-man!"

Chabo's gaze paused for a moment on the ancient stone carvings on the outskirts of the ancient city, and he curled his lips inadvertently. Ever since the Legion went south to the seaside, such worthless stone sculptures have often been seen, like the remains of ancient civilizations.

He heard from the priests accompanying the army that these stone relics and figures all came from the Olmecs, the ancestors of all tribes in the world. What is carved on the stone carvings are gods and men of the Second Age, who were revered by the Teotihuacan people of the Third Age and were called the "Old Gods."

More than a thousand years ago, the ancient Qimbo Ali inherited the afterglow of the Olmec civilization and formed a large-scale settlement for the first time. More than 800 years ago, the Teotihuacan people once ruled here and established the most prosperous city-state in the entire coastal lowlands. Subsequently, the Teotihuacan civilization collapsed, and the ancient city of Cimboari also fell into a long-term decline.

"For gods who cannot be beaten, let them die when they die!. In today's world, only the supreme God can fight best! Praise the Lord God!"

Chapo was thinking wildly while showing the scout's patterned wooden sign to the patrolling Mixtec warrior squadron. Then, he looked around the large and small stone huts and huts in the city, looked at the dozen tall pyramid temples, scratched his head, and asked loudly to the Mixtec captain whom he knew well.

"God bless you! Corncake, I have the latest military information and I want to report it to the Black Wolf Chief! Where is the Chief?"

"Oh, praise the Lord God! The great chief is meeting with the great chief's envoys and local tribal leaders in the main temple."

The tall "corncake" turned around, put the copper spear in his hand on the ground, and answered with a naive smile. In Mixtec, his name is jita, which means "tortilla."

When you hear this name, you can tell that he is an ordinary Mixtec civilian and is destined to be a low-level warrior in the tribe for the rest of his life. However, after he surrendered to the Kingdom of the Lake, he was promoted to a third-level warrior because of his bravery in combat, and also served as a squadron leader of a hundred men. At this moment, the smile on his face was sincere. Because, only in the army of the Black Wolf Chief, he had a chance to advance.

"What? The great chief's envoy?"

Hearing this, Shouchabo was startled, clasping his fingers and thinking hard.

"The leader of the Black Wolf is the Great Chief, and the one under the Death Temple is the Great Chief, so what is the Great Chief? Well, forget it, I can't think of it. The chiefs didn't say it, don't care!"

After a while, Chabo shook his head vigorously and stopped thinking about it.

In the Black Wolf Legion, Red Monkey, Red Deer, and Red Frog, the chiefs who led the troops, never mentioned the names of those under the Temple of Death, and never mentioned the great chiefs of the alliance. Therefore, for the canine warriors in the legion, their allegiance is by no means the king of the Mexica Alliance, but the only supreme highness!

"Tortilla, where is the main temple? Is it the largest pyramid temple in the center?"

"Oh, no. The biggest one is the Quetzalcoatl Temple."

"Is it the second largest one on the left?"

"Oh, no. That one is the Temple of the Sun."

"Is it the third largest one on the right?"

"Uh Chabo, look at the mural of rain, it's very similar to the one in my hometown of Shenshi City. It's obviously from the Rain Temple."

"Damn it! Where is it?"

The red-haired hunter Chabo finally got angry. He stared at the "tortilla" with wide eyes.

"I have the latest military information! Take me there!"

"Oh, okay! Actually, the last one, the smallest, newly built temple, is the main temple."

The Mixtec warrior Gita carried a spear and led the red-haired hunter Chabo as he walked deep into the ancient city. Towering gray pyramid temples with carved murals stood beside the two of them, quietly telling the vicissitudes of history.

More than five hundred years ago, dozens of northern wilderness tribes migrated southeast to the coastal lowlands in order to escape the flourishing Toltec Empire. These martial tribes heading south from the plateau immediately took a fancy to the lowland plain where Qinbo Ali was located. They defeated and integrated the local Teotihuacan remnants, occupied the fertile Qimbo Ali, and gradually took root. Subsequently, these martial tribes heading south continued along the coast, intermarried with the seaside tribes along the way, and extended to the east, expanding to the Hidden Snake City hundreds of miles away.

Then, more than three hundred years ago, the martial Toltec civilization on the plateau once again collapsed in the war caused by the canine descendants heading south. The Mexican plateau, which has numerous city-states and is densely populated, once again fell into a long and brutal melee.

In the melee on the plateau that lasted for hundreds of years, some Toltec survivors moved eastward to the seaside. They brought developed stone construction skills, the organizational form of city-state alliances, and built many large temples. It was they who brought the polytheistic belief with Quetzalcoatl as the core and combined it with the local "old gods". The Toltec remnants who moved eastward gradually merged with the wilderness tribes who moved south, and this formed the concept of the people of the hot land, the "Totonacs"!

Of course, the prosperous Mexican Plateau in the center has always been the political center of the Central American world, and the fate of all the tribes has always been affected by the hegemony on the plateau. A hundred years ago, after the rise of the Tepanek people, they once again levied tribute from the coastal city-state of Totonac.

More than thirty years ago, after the emerging Aztec Three-State Alliance was established in the Mexica Valley, the conqueror Moctezuma I devoted himself to expanding his hegemony, convened a huge warrior legion from various affiliated city-states, and began to conquer the East. Vassal wars among ministries. He first conquered the northeast and made the Huastecs along the way surrender, and then went south along the coast to force the states west of Totonac to pay tribute.

It is said that Montezuma I stayed in the ancient city of Quetzalcoatl for a month, listening to the mythology explained by the feathered serpent priests at that time, and accepting the pilgrimage from the leaders of Totonac. Then, he led the alliance's legion to the surrendered Nishui City Qinbo Ali, leaving an envoy from the Mexica royal family, and designated this place as the alliance's "place of accounts", which is where the tributes from the coastal states are gathered. land. The construction of the main temple in the city began after the Nishui City Ministry became a vassal of the alliance, less than thirty years ago.

"The main god who can fight! There are so many weird murals of gods, but I don't even recognize any of them."

Hunter Chabo looked around, looked at the carvings on the temple, and blinked. He didn't know the old stories, and he didn't really care. Soon, his keen eyes stopped on the shining carvings of the gods, and a strong desire emerged.

"Hiss! The red eyes of these gods are all inlaid with rubies! Ah, the helmets are made of shining gold, and the laces are made of countless silver grains. Lord God, what a rich coastal tribe!"

"No! These local Totonak tribes are so rich! According to the surrendered militiamen, the nobles in Nishui City can eat meat every meal, as well as endless amounts of salt and spices. Even Ordinary city-state warriors have several pieces of feather clothing, and they all look alike!"

Warrior Gita licked the saliva from his mouth and clenched the bronze spear in his hand. A simple and cold killing intent appeared in his eyes, like a brown bear craving for honey.

"It's a pity that the great chief's envoy stopped us from grabbing it! All the local tribes were defeated and surrendered. As a result, the rich leaders acted like nothing happened! Damn it, it's really hateful!"

"Huh? The envoy stopped him and refused to snatch it?"

Hunter Chabo touched his chin, thoughtfully. He suppressed his temper, looked at the shimmering golden temples and palaces around him, and said no more. The drizzle of rain fell again, hitting his red hair. It was not cold, but very warm.

With the ancient Nishui City as the center and hundreds of miles along the coast, including the Ancient Quetzalcoatl City, Golden Bay City, Cone House City, Coyote City, and Hidden Snake City, they are all "hot lands" where the Totonak tribe gathers. This area along the coast has abundant rainfall and a hot and humid climate, which is suitable for crop growth. The rivers flowing down from the western plateau irrigate the lowland plains along the coast and form densely populated villages. Along the coast, a series of Totonac city-states developed, gradually forming a prosperous coastal trade route, linking the trade between the Nahua Plateau and the Mayan lowlands.

Because of its vast territory and prosperous trade routes, the city-state of Totonac was wealthy. But also because the city-states are scattered for seven to eight hundred miles along the long coastline, the alliance of the Totonak city-states is extremely loose. The customs of each tribe are not the same, and most of them are not subordinate to each other, or even hostile to each other. In fact, only the Holy Land Priests in the east and west of Totonak have the influence to call on all ministries to unite.

The drizzle hit the dirt path mixed with bluestones, making it a bit slippery to walk on. Compared with the big cities on the Mexican plateau, Qimbo Ali, a city in the jungle, is not very large. Hunter Chapo walked very fast, and within a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the main temple with brand new bricks and stones. And when he climbed onto the temple pyramid, which was more than ten meters high, the vast hall came into view, giving him an unobstructed view.

The Black Wolf Chief was wearing armor and straddling a bronze sword. He raised his head and stared at the sculpture of the main god holding a throwing spear. A dozen Totonak descendants wearing feather crowns were kneeling behind the temple with their heads lowered. And a big noble from the alliance wearing a feathered uniform and holding a scepter was frowning, facing the black wolf, standing at the front of the local nobles.