Aztec Eternals

"Lu Wei, my silly daughter. Remember Daddy's words. You hide inside tonight, don't come out! No matter what you hear, don't come out!"

The old militiaman Chihuaco squatted in the corner of the hut, repeatedly urging him in a low voice. He stretched out his hand and stretched it towards the ground, but the palm disappeared directly.

The firepit inside the house shone dimly, illuminating the humble hut and drawing shadows in the corners. It turned out that at some point, there was a small hole in the soil. There is a small figure hidden in the cave. The old militiaman touched the figure's head affectionately, and couldn't help saying it again.

"Don't come out! Wait for Dad to come back."

In the narrow burrow, Little Reed nodded timidly. Beside her was a jug of water, some corn tortillas, and a small basket of dried fruit. Chivaco squatted and looked at his daughter for a while, then remembered the gift he had brought back. He reached out and groped in his arms for a while, took out a rare piece of dried venison, and carefully handed it into the hole.

Smelling the aroma of dried meat, little reed's eyes shone. She took the jerky from her father, hugged it and began to bite. This piece of jerky is very thin, and the meat is not too hard. The small reed is bitten in the mouth, like a little hamster chewing.

A gentle smile appeared on Chivaco's face. He looked at his daughter for a while, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Lu Wei's little face, and then said with a sigh.

"Lu Wei, Daddy is leaving. Daddy has to do a lot of things today. I want to avenge you, your brother, and your mother. If I can't come back, you have to take care of yourself."

Little Reed shook his head and freed his little face from Chivaco's grasp. Then, she continued to nibble on the jerky happily, wondering if she heard what her father said.

Chivaco sighed again. How could such a young daughter take care of herself? He looked at it for a while, then got up reluctantly, brought two bundles of hay, covered the hole in the ground, and left a hole for ventilation. Then, the old militiaman looked around the humble home, threw the clay pot on the ground and smashed it, overturned all the pots, and kicked the straw beds everywhere.

After getting the traces of being ransacked, Chivako took a last look at the location of the burrow. Reed hid in it very obediently, without making any sound. The old militiaman just smiled. He extinguished the fire in the fireplace, pushed open the door, and left with the door open.

At the door, Wei Ziti was wearing a headscarf and carrying a spear, staring blankly at the moon in a daze. More than a week has passed in May, and the incomplete half moon hangs in the night sky, like a half-eaten pancake. The old militiaman stepped forward and patted Daimu on the shoulder hard.

"Wood, are you all packed?"

"Hmm. Nothing to clean up."

Wezti replied in a muffled voice.

Chivako nodded, then also held the spear, and strode towards the south of the city.

"Let's go. Time to hit the road!"

Soon, the rest of the old brothers also gathered over one after another. The group of people did not speak, just walked forward quietly all the way under the faint moonlight.

The capital at night is like the waning moon in the sky. The half near the city gate is a civilian area, which is desolate and seldom sees the fire. The half near the inner side is the aristocratic area, which is bustling with lights and still noisy.

Farther away, the tall "House of Winds" stands tall and towering, and the immortal flame shines in the sky. The simple and sacred hymn came faintly in the wind. The priests prayed all night, praying for the blessings of the gods to bring victory, and also praying for the majestic capital to never fall.

Amidst the priest's singing, a sneer appeared on the corner of Chivako's mouth. Soon, the sneer turned into an accompanying laugh. A group of patrolling warriors passed in front of them, and the leader of the noble asked a few words carefully before waving his hands to tell the militia warriors to "get out".

The group continued to lower their heads and came to the south gate in silence. Pu'apu had brought a dozen warriors with him, waiting here anxiously.

"Old man Qi, have you made all the arrangements?"

"Well, yes. How about you, sir?"

"Oh! Arrangement, what can I arrange? If I die tonight, will the mother-in-law and the child survive? Besides, there are many people in the family. If I really want to arrange it, I'm afraid it will leak."

"The master is wise and courageous, and he is a man who does great things."

Chivaco whispered compliments. Then, he looked at the city wall not far away, and asked cautiously.

"My lord, where are the militiamen guarding the city wall?"

"It's all in the house. Today I went to get a batch of fruit wine, and then I found a reason to gather the militiamen together. They drank all night, and now they are probably sleeping soundly in the house."

Puap was visibly agitated. Following the gaze of the old militiaman, he looked at the sparse figures on this section of the city wall, and said impatiently.

"Don't worry, these people on the city wall are all our people. The hidden doors under the city wall have also been cleaned up. Now we are waiting for the Mexica to come!"

Chivaco nodded. He turned and said to the youngest Ayuli.

"Little Ya Yuli, you are the most flexible. Take the token of the connector and wait outside the city first."

Yauli blinked, and headed towards the secret door. Chivako looked around for a while, then walked to the shadow of the wall and began to wait in peace.

Puap looked at the dark sky, and then at the firelight of the palace in the distance. He paced back and forth restlessly, walked for a while, and couldn't help but speak again.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

The old militiaman raised his head and looked at the position of the moon before answering patiently.

"The moon is not yet in the middle of the sky. Don't worry, the Mexica will come. They are in a hurry than us."

As the night wind blew, a dark cloud slowly floated over, covering the dim moon, and the sky became darker and darker. The whistling of the wind blew across the city wall, like a low-pitched dirge. Suddenly, several deep night owls "croaked" came from outside the city.

Puap's spirits perked up. He looked towards the city wall, and a torch on the city wall shook and circled several times.

"The Mexica is finally here!"

Not far outside the city, Nekali lowered his body, raised his head, and looked at the torches dangling on the city wall. Then, he turned around and shouted to the elite scouts behind him.

"That's it! They're all close to the city wall, don't make a sound."

After finishing speaking, the senior scout half-bowed and approached the edge of this section of the city wall first. The city wall, which was heavily guarded during the day, is now empty. A large pile of catapults and ash bottles were placed on the top of the city, and Nekali's palms were sweating. Beside the equipment defending the city, a few defenders poked their heads out. They looked at the rapidly approaching Mexica scouts and just nodded happily.

"Come on, the secret door is here!"

A thin figure suddenly appeared from under the city wall. Little Ya Yuli waved his right hand vigorously, holding a red wooden sign in his hand. Nekari pulled out the copper ax from his waist and stepped forward quickly. He looked at the shape of the wooden sign, and gestured behind him again.

In the dim moonlight, the Mexica scouts followed Yauli's figure to a rough wall. Yayuli squatted down and disappeared from the eyes of the scouts. Nekari hurried forward and leaned over to check. Only then did he discover that there was a very inconspicuous hole at the base of the wall. The opening of the hole slantly leads to the lower side, and its width is so narrow that even one person can barely pass through it.

"I hate burrowing like a hare!"

Nekari shrank his body and slid into the hole, muttering bitterly. What kind of secret door is this? It's clearly a narrow tunnel! The walls on both sides were pitted and uneven, scratching the leather armor on his body. After climbing for a while, the senior scout's forehead was sweating again. In this kind of terrain, he couldn't even stand upright, but if two people blocked him at the other end, he would be poking fish on land, and one would die.

After struggling to crawl for dozens of breaths, the hole on the other side was clearly visible. Nekari held his breath, and carefully stretched out his hand to grope. Another pair of big callused hands grabbed him and pulled him up forcefully, pulling him out of the hole.

"God bless you! See you again, Mexica!"

Chivaco had a smile on his face.

"Yeah. God bless you! Thank you for your help, Prepecha."

As soon as Nekari stood still on the ground, he couldn't wait to look around. The tall stone wall is so impenetrable, but it is already behind him. And in front of his eyes was a magnificent and prosperous capital city! The majestic pyramid lights the holy fire, and the towering Palace of Winds shines with candlelight. And on the streets in the center of the city, there are countless dots of lights. The flames flicker in the noble gardens, like stars in the night sky!

Seeing all this, Nekali had a wolf-like smile on his face. He looked greedily for a while, then turned around and helped the scouts behind him enter the city. The old militiaman looked calm, watching more and more Mexica warriors gather. These warriors wore Tarasco-style leather armor, with lightweight copper axes tied around their waists. They looked sturdy and resolute, just like the former copper ax guards.

The moonlight flows quietly. About two quarters of an hour later, more than a hundred Mexica elites had gathered beside the tunnel, all wearing armor and holding axes, their eyes full of killing intent. Looking at these tough and indifferent Mexica warriors, Puap shuddered and suddenly regretted it.

Seeing Puap's expression, Nekali clenched the copper ax in his hand and grinned.

"Hey, partner of Prepecha. Next, let's open the city gate!"

Huitu Puap gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Wait a little longer. There is a lot of excavation. In case it attracts the attention of the patrol team. Our number is not enough. By the way, the defenders in this section are my subordinates. They are all arranged in the big house in front, and we need to deal with them as much as possible." .You bring some samurai with me, go and take them first."

Hearing this, Nekali frowned. he asked suspiciously.

"You can't control your men?"

"I haven't been in charge of this army for long, and I don't have many reliable cronies. The fewer people who know about things like tonight, the better."

"Okay! Lead the way."

Nekali nodded expressionlessly. He looked around, estimated the number of people on the other side, and began to take the initiative. The senior scout made a few gestures, and nearly a hundred Mexica warriors followed Puap and the old militiamen to a row of big houses not far away.

"Which houses are occupied?"

"In order to defend the city, the residents near the city wall were all removed by the chief, and there are only militiamen stationed here. From here, until you block the door later, I will send people to wake them up in batches, forcing They join."

"Don't bother!"

Nekali interrupted Puap coldly. A cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Is all your people here?"

Looking at Nekali's cold smile, Puap felt a chill in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at the old militiaman. The other party sighed and lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Yes but"

"Go in, no one will stay!"

Necali looked at the Mexica warriors beside him, and issued orders coldly. Hundreds of elite warriors held axes in their hands, nodding their heads chillingly. Soon, small teams disappeared into the big house in front of them like a pack of wolves hunting.

"Damn! You."

Puap opened his mouth to speak, but met the indifferent eyes of the senior scout. He felt the undisguised killing intent in the other party's eyes, and closed his mouth wisely.

The dark night is full of tranquility, and the warm wind carries the aroma of wine. Soon, there was a faint noise in the house, accompanied by the sound of blood flowing from the ax blade into the flesh. A few muffled screams came, but there was a bit of sadness in the dullness. Puap sniffed hard. He smelled a strong smell of blood, as if it came from his own hands.

Chivaco shuddered violently as he smelled the blood on the wind. He raised his head and looked at Wezti beside him. Stupid stared blankly at the cold Nekali, and couldn't help shivering when he thought that he had beaten him twice.

Sensing the gaze, the senior scout turned his head sharply and smiled coldly. Wezti immediately lowered his head quietly. Nekari pouted and continued to wait patiently. After a while, the house quickly became quiet, and teams of warriors came out of it one after another. Their expressions were still calm, but the copper ax in their hands was hanging down, and blood was dripping down.

"Have you all cleaned up?"

"Yes, it's clean, Captain."

Nekali nodded in satisfaction. He looked around, counting the palms of his hands, and estimated that more than two hundred elite warriors had entered the city.

"It's almost there. You, come here and take us to the city gate!"

Facing the large group of Mexica elites and feeling the boiling killing intent, Puapu kept silent and nodded silently. He took Nekali to the gate of the city. All the nearby torches have been extinguished, only the faint moonlight falling from the sky, falling on the cold warriors.

"These are prepared stone shovels, mainly the outermost layer. The inside is actually half empty"

Borrowing the moonlight, Nekali sized up the city gate that would be blocked, and frowned again. He pointed to the two sides, and nearly half of the scouts spread out to the outside, blocking the vicinity of the city gate.

"How long will this take?"

"Three quarters of an hour. If there are enough people and strength, if you work hard, it will take about two and a half quarters!"

"Okay. Start working, hurry up!"

"The moonlight is rather dim, can you see clearly? If not, light a torch."

Puap asked hesitantly.

"No need. Those here are all elite warriors who can fight at night. Before the city gate opens, the less movement the better."

"That's right! Master Captain, there will be patrols at night. There are enough people here. We'd better go there and watch at the intersection in advance."

Chivaco looked up. He pointed to a big house half a street away, and suggested with a smile.

Nekali looked at the location of the big house, and nodded slowly. A group of dozens of people walked towards the big house together. The firepit in the middle of the room has already been lit, and there are a circle of pottery bowls, some cakes and fruits, and two open jars of fruit wine around it. After dozens of steps, there is a tempting aroma in the air.

"Hey, that's really clever! Whose idea is this?"

Nekali understood immediately. He looked at everyone with a smile, and the old militiaman also smiled. Everyone sat down in the room and poured wine into bowls. Looking from a distance, a group of people drinking and partying is in harmony.

The fire flickered, time ticked, and the sound of ticking sounded from far ahead. In the deep night, a group of warriors who patrolled all night finally held torches and strode towards this side!