Aztec Eternals

The sun is ruthless, and the autumn wind is chilling. Between the solitude of heaven and earth is the battlefield of kings.

Shulot stood on the hillside, watching King Tisok from afar.

The king wears a skull helmet and plain white battle armor, still in the shape of a majestic and terrifying evil spirit warrior. The helmet covered the face, and the king's expression could not be seen clearly. He was only facing in the direction of Avet, staring at the other royal flag.

Marching in the mountains is always difficult, and Tisok's shoulders have been lost for a long time. Now he bears the king's banner, and his huge canopy makes him stand out. Tisok's warriors looked at his royal banner from time to time, as if it was their only remaining source of morale.

Beside Tisok was the tall and burly commander-in-chief Totek with a cold expression. The rock-like commander-in-chief, the true backbone of the army, was carefully watching Avit's warrior formation. His gaze swept across the other Wang Banner, but he remained unmoved in the slightest.

Totek wears double leather armor with a broken hairline face. He held a huge shield more than one meter high in his left hand, and a baton that was also more than one meter tall in his right hand. He also carried a huge two-handed copper ax nearly two meters long on his back. His unusually strong body carried dozens of kilograms of equipment, but it did not affect his agility in the slightest.

Schlott recalled Totek, the blow that smashed the stone platform with his hands Marquavitl, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "This is the man who really surpassed the jaguar, the unparalleled fighter in the world!"

Beside the commander-in-chief with broken hair, there are five hundred warriors with the same broken hair pattern. These loyal king's guards have the strongest individual combat ability, many of them are wearing double armor and holding a copper ax that breaks the armor.

They are indifferent, silent, have been trained harshly for many years, and have good discipline. Hair-cutting guards are often specially selected from civilian warriors, and there are even many warriors of other races. As long as Wang Qi does not fall, their loyalty will never change.

Behind the guard warriors is the thousand eagle nobles, which are heavy shield infantry who are good at forming formations. Most of these first-class military nobles were from minor noble families. Looking at Wang Qi on the opposite side, they felt a little commotion at this moment. Totek looked back majestically, and the military nobles bowed their heads in salute one after another, shutting their mouths in awe.

In the periphery, there are seven thousand warriors directly under the royal family. Warriors of all ranks wore leather armor of different colors. Their faces are weather-beaten, emaciated from hunger, and exhausted from marching in the mountains. Unlike the eagle nobles, they didn't dare to make noise, but looked at the same royal banner and the same legion opposite with complicated expressions.

Many warriors bowed their heads slightly, obviously demoralized. For years they had sieged the city of Ottopan, plagued by the rainy season. Then failed to retreat, was chased and harassed by the Otomi people all the way, and endured the misery of mountain rain and dew and food shortage. Seeing that they are going home, and now they are fighting against the royal army of the same clan. Many people can't help but think of the recent rumors.

On the right wing of the directly subordinate warriors are four thousand city-state warriors. Most of them were from the legions of the holy city of Teotihuacan. These city-state warriors had disheveled and dusty faces. They were excluded from the periphery of the warriors directly under them, and they were obviously not trusted. They were on the south side of the army formation, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the passage to the south.

Shulot stood on tiptoe to watch, he skipped many familiar figures, and finally saw his father. Wearing a beast helmet and carrying a battle flag, Xiu Suoke looked thin and tall. He was gathering with the city-state's two hundred jaguar regiments, which happened to form a strike team. At this time, the father also silently looked at Avit's Wang Qi, which was where his son was.

After that, there were 10,000 conscripted militiamen. The militiamen were far away, carrying all kinds of luggage and supplies. They were only equipped with simple stone weapons, and under the management of the village leader, they gathered in groups, chaotic and noisy.

If it is a siege, the militiamen can be used as coolies for building villages and filling trenches, but in the large-scale warrior battle in front of them, the commanders all forgot the militiamen. Because these militiamen with only stone spears have no lethality to the warriors at all, and will only occupy precious fighting space in vain.

Looking at the Tisok Legion, which was short of soldiers and food, the boy couldn't help but think of the first time he met the king in Teotihuacan.

At that time, the Mexica Army had 20 legions and more than 70,000 warriors. Mighty as a long river, awe-inspiring as a mountain range, mighty in the world, and mighty in the wilderness.

But now, everything is blowing away like rain and wind.

"A man should be like this." The decisive battle was imminent, the young man felt his lips dry, and he always wanted to say something, "Bah, that's not good. He should be able to replace him."

"No, that's not good either. It's better to help those who gain the Dao, and those who lose the Dao to help less."

"Yes, it's still good for King Wu to conquer merchants! Heir Wu accepts it, defeats Yin and suppresses Liu, and Qi Dingergong"

The boy was thinking divergently, but he felt his shoulders suddenly sink. The boy looked up, and saw the majestic Avette. He was also wearing a blood-colored battle robe, carrying a king's banner, wearing a strong sword, and holding a ruby ​​scepter.

"Sholot, don't be nervous." Avette was able to relax with a slight smile, "When things come to an end, you just need to let go of your guts. This is what you told me."

"Look at the distance to Wang Qi on the opposite side, can the longbow reach there?"

Xiulot stretched out his hand to measure the distance. He closed his left eye, opened his right eye, then straightened his right arm and raised his right thumb. Then let the left side of the thumb stick to the target Wang Qi, and alternately open and close the eyes.

"The current distance is three or four hundred steps, and it is impossible to shoot with a longbow." The young man calculated in his heart for a moment, and answered seriously. Immediately, he calculated the markers ahead.

"If we can lead Tisok to the big rock in front, we will be within 150 paces, just within the range of the longbow!" the young man assured.

"Okay!" Avette nodded, "I will invite Tisok to meet later, and try to get him as close as possible. He probably doesn't know the range of the longbow. You lead the longbow guards to move forward slowly, and then reduce the distance." Some distance between the two sides."

"As soon as I wave the scepter in my right hand, the Longbow Guards will shoot at him! Give him an honorable death as a warrior!"

The boy nodded vigorously, a little excited. If the king can be shot and killed in one fell swoop, the battle can be easily won. The army on the opposite side will also surrender without a fight!

Shulot then summoned Bertard and one hundred and fifty longbow guards. He ordered carefully, and the longbow warriors took out their powerful longbows, replaced them with armor-piercing copper arrows, and were always ready.

"The great new Grand Tratoani, master of the lake city of Tenochtitlan, bearer of the Scepter of Montezuma, the glorious Arvette, and his brother of the same blood, always Meet the former king deposed by the priesthood, the failed alliance commander, and the incompetent Tisok!"

Dozens of war priests walked to the front of the formation, holding high the flag of Ketoko, which had the pattern of the chief priest on it. They shouted to the army on the opposite side in order, and the agitated voice reached the ears of most of the warriors, and the warriors directly in the front row were in a commotion.

Following the shout, Wang Qi on the opposite side also responded. Tisok moved forward almost instantly, and the anger burned violently in his chest, almost turning him into the flame of the sun god.

Totek frowned slightly, the cold commander-in-chief always had a rocky face. He took two quick steps forward to cover the king beside him, and then stretched out his powerful arms, half to support, half to stop.

"Wang, this is deliberately provoking you, don't be fooled!"

Tisok took another two steps forward as hard as he could, probably because he couldn't hold back the burly commander-in-chief, so he calmed down.

"Forward! I will meet this traitor! Totek, can I trust your bravery?"

"Die for you!" Totek clenched his fist with one hand and placed it on his chest.

"I don't know the situation in the royal city, and the morale of the army worries me. This traitor must be killed in this battle! Be prepared, I will get as close to him as possible."

"As long as I wave the scepter, you will lead the guards to rush up and split my dear brother in half!"

"To die for you!" Totek bowed his head and accepted the order without hesitation.

Then, under Totek's order, five hundred broken-haired warriors held their shields high and rushed forward. They surrounded Tisok and moved forward with the king's banner.

Under the strict protection of hundreds of elite family warriors, Avit marched forward with the king's banner on his back. Beside him, Stanley, who was as strong as a bear, also held up a huge shield to guard.

Behind him, Shulot was wearing a battle armor and a visor, inconspicuous. He didn't want Tisok to notice for the time being, lest it would be bad for his father. Bertard led the longbow guards to follow at the end, and the warrior's longbow was hidden behind his battle robe and shield as much as possible.

Shulot's heart moved slightly, the two kings did not lead the jaguar or eagle battle group.

It seems that in the royal civil war, the jaguar and eagle war group, as the backbone of the alliance, the military nobles, their loyalty is very wavering, and they are not completely trusted by the kings. This is like the Khan Xue Army of Mongolia. In the Mongolian civil war between Kublai Khan and Brother Ali Buk, they were also secretly suspected by the Khans of both sides.

"Then." The young man thought for a while, "As long as the opposite eagle group and Tisok are separated, without direct military orders, the eagle nobles are likely to paddle, and will not fight desperately."

Thinking of this, Shulot subconsciously glanced in the direction of his father, and at the more than 3,000 holy city warriors there. Then, thinking of his father's message, he nodded slightly.

The two king flags gradually approached. Avit held up the scepter of Montezuma the Conqueror, and calmly looked at Tissok on the opposite side.

Tisok held up his scepter as well. This is an ancient sacred object granted by the chief priest of the Great Temple when he ascended the throne. It is an ancient heritage of the ancestors of Mexica and represents the supreme theocracy.

Back then, the late Monarch Montezuma made another scepter in order to bypass the interference of the chief priests and increase the influence of the royal power. Subsequently, Montezuma respected the ancient holy city, participated in the election of the high priests, supported the high priests who were born in the royal family, and then elevated the high priests to an equal status with the chief priests.

After exhausting his whole life, the first monarch Montezuma finally cut the supreme theocracy in two, divided it into two different theocracy centers, and checked and balanced each other.

Of these two scepters, one represents innovation and royal power, and the other represents old-fashioned and divine power. At this time, they were held high in the hands of the two kings, determined to compete!

After more than a hundred steps, the two sides finally stood still, and the warriors held sticks and shields, ready to fight.

"Avit! You sinister viper!"

Just standing still, looking at Avit's royal clothes and scepter, Tisok finally couldn't bear the anger in his patience. He growled angrily.

"I should have thrown you into the abyss early, let you struggle and howl in the underground sacrifice lake, and be bitten to pieces by the crocodile! I shouldn't have hesitated to give you this poisonous snake a chance without following the chief priest's advice. !"

Tisok completely lost control of his emotions and was just cursing furiously.

Shulot shook his head. Under the successive defeats, the majestic and terrifying lion turned into a raging groundhog, roaring impotently.

"Tisok, you have failed! Kechar betrayed you long ago! The chief priest and elders have announced that you will be deposed, and I have already ascended the throne in the capital! Give up! For the sake of seeing you as my elder brother, I only I will imprison you and let you spend the rest of my life in peace!"

Avet looked at Tisok with a smile. He didn't care about cursing, and even felt very happy about Tisok's performance. He smiled and loudly persuaded his brother to surrender.

"Lies, all lies! I have already contacted Kechar, and the capital is still firmly under our control. You are just a buzzing mosquito! Reinforcements are on the way, food is also being delivered, as long as the If you smash this mosquito, we can still win the Otomi War!

The warriors on the opposite side! As long as you turn from darkness to light, and renew your allegiance to your king, I, King Tisok, swear to the patron saint, Vitzilopochtli, to forgive your sins and never punish anyone! "

The boy nodded first, then shook his head.

No matter how good his military skills are, Tisok is a qualified king after all. Stabilizing the morale of the army, promising the future, and attracting warriors are all basic operations. But obviously, the Otomi war has become the king's obsession. Until this time, Tisok was unwilling to end the war, and his persuasion would therefore be in vain.

"The bottom line must not be violated, it becomes a weakness, and a weakness brings death." Xiulot said softly to himself.

Tisok looked at the other side in disappointment. The warriors lowered their heads slightly under the king's gaze, but did not move too much.

"Tisok has been deposed! His crimes belong to only one person! Surrender, warriors on the other side! Let's end the war and go home together!"

Avit also shifted his target and shouted to the opposite warrior. Hearing the word "go home", the loyal guards with severed hair were unmoved, but the swaying ordinary warriors became a little commotion.

Sensing that the situation was becoming unfavorable, Tisok swung his scepter forward, and directly lifted the table: "Go to hell! A poisonous snake full of lies!"

Seeing the signal, Totek immediately let out a thunderous roar. Holding a huge two-handed battle axe, like a savage beast, he bravely rushed towards Avit's king's banner. Hundreds of warriors with broken hair also launched a charge, leaving only nearly a hundred people to guard the king.

Facing the charging guards, Avit did not hesitate. He swung his scepter vigorously, and the one hundred and fifty longbows were pulled away in an instant, making a muffled buzzing sound. Then, there was a huge rumble, and hundreds of copper arrows pierced the sky like thunder and lightning, and shot towards Wang Qi on the opposite side!

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