Aztec Eternals

After running for about a quarter of an hour, the battlefield finally appeared in front of my eyes.

Shulot boarded the nearest mound and looked down. Four or five hundred meters away, Totek's tall and burly figure appeared again. He was leading more than 30 guards forward, assaulting the blocking royal warriors, behind him was Tisok who was guarded by more than 50 guards.

The young commander frowned. He saw the specific situation on the battlefield, but he couldn't say that the group of royal warriors didn't work hard.

Every 300 of them formed a dense shield formation, mainly for defense. Seeing that Totek led the imperial guards charging over, he tried to avoid the sharp charge and consume Totek's physical strength. Waiting for Tisok's rear team to approach, he went forward and repeatedly entangled, forcing Totek to return. The ten shield formations alternated back and forth, constantly harassing.

To put it bluntly, this is still a method of biting by a pack of wolves, constantly attacking, consuming the opponent's physical strength, and capturing prey with minimal casualties.

Occasionally, Totek would charge into the shield formation, strike a few quick strikes, knock down the squad leaders at the front, and retreat again before being attacked by the swarm. He would not stray too far from the supporting Praetorians, lest he be surrounded from front and back. Once surrounded by dense battle formations, losing speed and space, the unparalleled brave general can only hold on for a while.

Every effective attack will consume a lot of his physical strength and add some new wounds to him. But it will also make the shield array in front stagnant and chaotic, losing command for at least a quarter of an hour.

If you want to break through this layer of obstacles, you must attack faster than the speed of the shield formation. Just like what Totek is doing now, more than half of the shield formation has been left behind by him. If he had enough physical strength, he would be able to lead the king to a complete breakthrough in another half an hour.

Another way is to entangle until dark. When night falls, the dense shield array will fail, making it difficult for the army array to cooperate. In the night battle, the warrior's individual combat power is amplified, and with Totek's ability, breaking through is easy.

Shulot waved, and Bertard nodded. The two of them had planned for a long time, and the plan was simple and rude.

The warriors continued to march to their positions, and when the deep sound of drawing the bow sounded again, it was impossible to break through.

Totek stopped. He turned to look at the mound not far away. A hundred steps away, the longbow pointed straight. The commander wearing a cloak stood in front, it was the little warrior who rescued Avit. Next to the little warrior, there were three old opponents he was familiar with, Stanley holding a huge shield, Bertard who drew his longbow, and Olosh holding a throwing spear.

"Tisok, surrender!" The boy took off his helmet, revealing a delicate and resolute face.

It took so much effort, certainly not for the doomed king. The boy's gaze was always looking at Totek, as if looking at a rare treasure.

Totek also looked at the boy. His body was covered with blood that could not be melted away, his face was covered with dust, and there was an unconcealable exhaustion between his brows, but his face was always like a rock.

No matter how difficult the situation is, a firm will will never give up!

Seeing Shulot's face, Totek was only slightly surprised, and after thinking for a while, he recalled the identity of the boy. His eyes were sharp immediately, and then he bowed slightly, breathing quickly, accumulating energy. Then move forward slowly, ready to go, like a jaguar ready to hunt.

Only capturing the boy alive is the only hope of getting out of trouble!

"So it's you little wolfhound! So it's you!" Tisok suddenly realized and shouted loudly amidst the big shield guards of the guards.

During the two days of fleeing south, he repeatedly deduced the failure process of this civil war, but he still failed to understand the context of the matter.

Why did Avit suddenly appear in the mountain camp? Why is Ketoko's reinforcements in the hands of Avet? Why did Xiusock's legion rebel at the most critical moment? Now, at last, he thought he knew the whole truth of the matter.

"It turns out that the black hand behind the scenes is the old fox Xiutel! The old fox and the poisonous snake have colluded together!"

"The insidious poisonous snake bit me, the treacherous coyote bit me, and now the little wolf dog with no teeth will bite me! Say, who else?! That old poisonous frog in Kechar is Didn't you betray me too?"

The appearance of Shulot seems to have crushed Tisok's last trace of rationality, and madness has reoccupied his eyes. He excitedly waved the magic staff in his hand, and the samurai's composure disappeared from him again.

"Tell my brother that this little wolfhound is a threat to his throne, that he is the reincarnation of Montezuma. Sooner or later he will die at the hands of the old fox and coyote! Only kill them."

Tisok yelled at Stanley, the madness made him lose his mind, but it still didn't dispel the tricks engraved in his bones. Perhaps imagining the beauty of the enemies killing each other, the divine staff he waved excitedly deflected the shield in front, revealing an obvious gap.

"Shut up!" Shulot couldn't bear Tisok's slander and provocation to his grandfather, father and Avette any longer. He waved his baton angrily, about to abandon the original plan, and ordered the longbow warriors to shoot in salvo, no longer worrying about the possibility of accidentally injuring Totek!

"Whoosh!" A sharp lightning flashed through the gap of the shield with a strong sound piercing through the air, and with a slightly rounded arc, it went straight into Tisok behind the shield, and the king lost his voice in an instant!

Berthard's longbow trembled, and an obvious and proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, watching his own shooting with satisfaction.

Totek's heart trembled when he heard the voice. He changed the angle of force and rushed towards the king, but it was too late.

With a trembling sound, the long arrow plunged obliquely into Tisok's throat with a puff. Then the long arrow, carrying huge kinetic energy, penetrated obliquely all the way down, tearing the king's trachea, and slashing his right common carotid artery from the inside. A large amount of blood gushes out from the neck and pours into the adjacent trachea.

Tisok couldn't speak anymore. He fell on Totek's arm, trying to breathe hard, but he could only breathe out big mouthfuls of blood foam. Under the triple pain of choking water, suffocation, and blood loss, the king struggled hard for tens of seconds, and finally let go of his hand, and the scepter fell to the ground, gaining eternal relief.

Bertard's smile froze. He aimed at the eyes just now, so the process would be quick and the king would not have much pain.

Stanley said in admiration: "As soon as the commander said shut up, the warrior commander shot Tisok in the throat, which is really comparable to the god of hunting! This is the first achievement in this battle!"

Since fighting Totek together two days ago, Stanley's impression of Bertard has changed a lot. He believed that although the opponent was born in a poor family, he was indeed a warrior not inferior to himself. Between warriors, there should be sympathy for each other.

Olosh curled his lips: "I can't even shoot a shot in the throat from a hundred steps away! You must be a lame tiger catching a blind rabbit. You are purely blind."

The old and quiet vicissitudes of life samurai blushed. He just looked up at the sky, ignoring the envious crowd. In the sky, the midday sun rose high.

Although the three powerful warriors were deeply moved by Tisok's death, there was not much disturbance in their hearts. The warriors are full of pride, only yearning for a wider sky!

However, not all warriors yearn for the future, and some have left their beliefs and vows in the past.

There is silence on the battlefield, the old king is dead, and everything is over.

Totek held the dead king in his arms, and the blood covered his arms and flowed down his arms, across his body, and down to the dirt under his feet.

All will return to the earth, as he swore.

Totek remained motionless, like a frozen sculpture. He lowered his head, and Shulot couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. The guards next to him also lost their movements, like dead trees that had lost their vitality.

The boy waited for a while, and saw that the sculptures were still motionless. He decided to take the initiative.

"Totek! Tisok is dead! I will give him a glorious and grand funeral! I will hold a sacrifice for him to welcome the kingdom of God! Come and help me!"

As if this sentence flipped a certain switch, Totek finally bent down slowly. He put the king in his hand on the ground, and gently closed the other's eyes, which were wide with pain. Then with a little force, he pulled out the long arrow stuck in the king's throat.

He finally took off his double armor, cut his inner shirt with a long copper dagger, and tore out long strips of cotton cloth. The sharp long dagger cut through the muscles in his chest, oozing traces of blood. His appearance didn't change at all, but he slowly and steadily wrapped up the wound on the king's throat, and arranged the king's remains.

The boy's words faltered. He stopped talking, just watched this scene quietly, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Totek knelt down on one knee again, and finally performed a death salute to the king. Then he stood up and faced the boy.

Shulot observed carefully and found that there was no sadness, no anger, no pain, and no relief on Totek's face. The originally cold and ruthless face has lost even the warmth, like a lifeless rock.

"My heart is ashamed, I'm in big trouble!" The young man felt bad and was still making the last attempt.

"Totek, surrender! Tisok is dead, and Avit is the new king. We can serve Avit together! If you surrender, the position of commander-in-chief will still be yours! What do you want? , I can promise you instead of Avit, such as the status of a third-level honorable nobleman, or find you a wife from the royal family."

The young man felt that his prestige might not be enough, so he made a wish on behalf of Avitt, and Avitt would definitely agree with him anyway. After all, a thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. With such a fierce general, you can form a powerful assault team, attack and kill the opponent's commander in a big battle, and win key battles. It will be much easier to flatten the world in this way. What's more, Totek's command ability is also obvious to all.

Totek just shook his head slightly.

"We can work together to conquer this world! Tarasco, Tlaxcala, Otomi, Mixtec, Zapotec... We can work together to conquer them all! This is the first King Montezuma's legacy!"

Xiulot was in a hurry and spent a long time preparing, but the general refused to surrender. He immediately remembered that the warriors of the previous generation were all teenagers in the period of the predecessor Montezuma, and Montezuma had a very special meaning and influence in their hearts. He opened his mouth to compile the last will of the king.

Totek nodded, shook his head again, and finally spoke.

"The legacy of the late Monarch Montezuma was to unite this union. He said, I have conquered enough lands that my children and grandchildren shall unite this scattered union and bring it together into a whole. Lessen the theocratic authority of the priests, and increase the authority over the The control of the city-state and the reduction of the land of the great nobles are the long-term solution."

Shulot was stunned. Montezuma also said these words? I am also born in the royal family, and I have never heard a word. Immediately, he felt a chill in his heart: Even if he is as great as Montezuma, once he dies and leaves, all the unfavorable records about the priests and nobles will be silently erased.

The young man thought for a while, and persuaded: "Then come and help us! If we want to inherit Montezuma's legacy and reform this alliance, we still need to conquer the outside world to gain the prestige of controlling the army. You can help us, come Accelerate this great future!"

Totek didn't speak, he thought for a moment before answering.

"My duty was to protect the king, but I failed."

"I made a mistake. I shouldn't have recommended Avett as the commander of the Southern Army under the siege of Ottopan. This gave him a chance. I should also dissuade the king from rashly choosing to fight Avet. Such a complete failure. I should have discovered Xiusoke's identity earlier, but I didn't. I should have protected the king and went south, and I still haven't done it."

"I made an oath of protection, but now the oath is not fulfilled! I have taken the responsibility, and now the responsibility has failed! As a warrior, what can I say? The only thing I can do is die."

Totek's voice finally brought ups and downs, and his deep soliloquy echoed in the world, with an unshakable will.

The boy finally shouted anxiously: "Don't you care about the king's body? Who will take his soul? Don't you care about your comrades-in-arms? Are you letting them die?"

Totek nodded upon hearing the words: "Thank you for reminding me."

He looked around the last 80 hair-cutting guards: "After I die, you are not allowed to kill yourself, and you must serve the new king! This is the last order!"

The imperial guards just knelt down on one knee in silence, bowing their heads and accepting orders.

Then, Totek faced the boy and said seriously: "The king's body will be handed over to you. The king is Avit's second brother. For the honor of the new king, Avit will definitely give the king a grand burial." .

The king should not besiege the city of Ottopan by force. This will disperse the hearts of the people, attract interference from other tribes, and allow Avit to take advantage of the situation. This is the root of all failures, but unfortunately I can't persuade him.

After this war, the Otomi were severely damaged and no longer threatened us. You can sign a contract with them and rescue the captured warriors. If you don't want peace talks, then use your trebuchets to take down the city of Xilotepec. They can't threaten us across the mountains. Don't besiege the mountain city of Ottopan any more!

If the new king is going to conquer foreign countries, he must fight the Mixtecs and Zapotecs, who are poor in the southern city. Their wealth can satisfy nobles and warriors. Either fight the isolated and helpless Tarascos in the west, their copper mines can make the country strong!

Don't go to fight the Tlaxcalans first. There is a pond where birds live. Throwing a stone will startle the birds in the sky. They will call in reinforcements from the Nahua and Mixtec. The holy land of Cholula will eventually choose to support them when they feel threatened. The king of the Tarascos was farsighted, and he would certainly lead troops to rescue.

This ancestral scepter is important to Kezar. If Avet needs Kechar's support, he can use this scepter in exchange. If you're going to deal with Kechar, put it away.

Finally, the first emperor said that after death, the soul will go to the kingdom of God, and no one needs to be guided. There is such a ritual, but it is a means used by the priests to control the hearts of the people.

After I die, please bury me simply, without engraving a mark, and please do not perform sacrifices."

Shulot was shocked. Totek, who seemed cold and dull, had always been like a mirror!

That's why he was a little scared. If there was no Tisok's restraint and he let Totek do his best, he and Avitt would die without a place to die in the end!

Totek finished speaking what had been buried in his heart for a long time. His face finally had a breath of life, as if breaking free from some kind of shackles that had imprisoned him for many years, he finally gained inner freedom.

He finally raised his head, looked at the beautiful clouds in the sky, and showed a vivid smile.

"A warrior is like a withered flower:

The flower withers naturally, I remember its beauty,

I should also die peacefully, leaving behind my beauty.

Because flowers never covet the beauty of the world,

She will only be on a beautiful day,

Choose to die peacefully.

"

After finishing the last sentence, Totek naturally raised the copper dagger in his right hand and gently slid it across his neck. He let the bright red flow quietly, looked at the distant sky quietly, smiled, showing the surprise of seeing the memory, and then fell to the ground silently.

The young man stared blankly at this scene. Before he knew it, tears fell from his eyes.

This is the withering of flowers, in the most beautiful season. This is Death of the Samurai.

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