Aztec Eternals

Back in Daying, it was dinner time, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grilled tortillas, the grassy aroma of roasted amaranth, and the spicy aroma of roasted peppers.

Xiulot sniffed his nose and ran all the way. He was also a little hungry, but there was still work to do right now.

He asked Bertard to set up the army for camping and cooking, Olosh went to see his father's injuries, and he took Stanley to report the military situation to the main tent of the Chinese army.

As soon as he entered the big tent, the boy saw Avit sitting majestically on the throne. I haven't seen him for a week, and my friend has become more and more calm, with the majesty of a king in every move. When he glanced at it, it made people feel cold all over.

There are many generals sitting on both sides of the big tent. On the left are those directly under the royal family, and on the right are the heads of the city-states. The generals chatted with each other in low voices, and large cups of cold cocoa were already placed on the simple wooden tables. It seemed that the dinner party was about to begin.

Shulot smiled slightly, and his old friend Akap was also sitting near Avit.

Akap looked thinner, but looked radiant. Before the decisive battle, he was sent to appease and contact the surrounding city-state legions. Judging by the tens of thousands of city-state warriors near the camp, this work must have been done well.

Seeing the boy coming in, Akap also showed joy and nodded at the boy.

There are four seats near Avitt, the one closest to him is still vacant. The remaining two were sitting with two guests from the royal capital.

Near the throne is a samurai in his thirties. He has a thin face, a square face, a dignified manner, a serious expression all the time, and a domineering look between his brows. At this moment, he was raising his head slightly, carefully sizing up the young man who entered the big tent, with wisdom and thought shining in his eyes.

In another position was a young priest in his twenties, who was also wearing a fifth-level coyote priest uniform. He has a handsome appearance and always has a faint smile on his face. He doesn't look very friendly, but he has a kind of cynical nobility. At this time, he also looked at the boy with great interest.

Seeing the young noble priest, Stanley behind him snorted heavily, showing a bit of disdain. The noble priest also pouted, not looking at Stanley.

Then came two more warriors. They carried Tisok's body to the center of the big tent. Autumn on the plateau is not too cold. Tisok died three days ago, and his body already had a faint stench of corpses.

There was a moment of silence in the big tent. The legion commander in the front row had a complex expression, while the senior warriors in the back row stood up to check. The generals stared at the old king's body, silent for a while.

"King, Tisok has died in battle, and Totek has also committed suicide. Fortunately, this trip to the south did not disgrace your life. You are already the only king!"

Xiulot knelt down on one knee, lowered his head slightly, and held up the divine staff with both hands. On such a formal occasion, the generals of various ministries gathered together and must maintain the majesty of the king.

The regiment commanders with full bills suddenly exclaimed. It seemed that until this time, until they heard the young man's report with their own ears, they could not be sure that Tisok was really dead, and that the corpse was really the king.

Excitement flashed in the eyes of Arvette on the throne. He stood up and approached, gently took the scepter, handed it to the guard behind him, and then lifted the boy up with both hands.

"You have worked hard this trip! It is the first victory in this battle!"

The king praised him aloud, he held Shulot's hand, and looked around sharply at the generals in the camp.

"This is my beloved General Shulot! He is the grandson of the high priest of the Holy City, Shuttle, my favorite student, and the fiancé of my eldest daughter! Come, everyone, drink this cup and salute my triumphant warrior !"

All the tent generals looked solemn. They picked up the cocoa on the table, stood up together, and just about to drink it, they paused for a moment and looked at each other: What should I call this?

It was the serious warrior at the head who reacted the fastest, and he quickly grasped the key. He walked up to him, raised the pottery cup to his chest, bowed his head seriously, and saluted: "Your Highness!"

Then everyone bowed their heads together and saluted: "Your Highness!" Then they drank the large glass of cold cocoa in one gulp.

The bright red cocoa juice dripped from the corners of their mouths. This is the drink of warriors and nobles, and it is also a gift from the gods. The ice-cold cocoa will be colored with special fruit juice, seasoned with honey, spices and peppers, just like the blood of God.

All the generals saluted loudly, which gave the young man a strange feeling, as if he was slightly drunk.

He bowed his head resolutely in return, and he smelled the sweetness of honey, the pungent spices, and the pungentness of chili peppers in the air. Thinking of the bitterness and sweetness of cold cocoa, the young man's heart twitched and his face turned bitter. But the feeling of drunkenness just now disappeared.

Only then did Avit approach Tisok's body, looked at the pale, bloody face, and smelled the faint breath of death. His joy slowly faded, and a deep sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

After all, this is the second brother of his compatriots, who has the warmth of more than ten years since childhood. Even if they turned against each other due to power and regarded each other as enemies, the warm memories of the past cannot be erased.

"Perhaps, only when facing a dead enemy, facing a non-threatening corpse, will the warmth flow out from the king's heart again, and put a cloak of tenderness on the cruel power struggle."

Xiulot looked at his friend who was grieving from the bottom of his heart, feeling emotional in his heart.

"It's better to bring back such a corpse than to bring back a brother who will be turned into a corpse by Avitt. This way at least we can keep a little more warmth for our friends!"

After a long time, Avitt woke up from the memory. His eyes returned to indifference.

"The old king is dead, and all sins will naturally be judged by God. Take the body down and let the priests embalm it. After all, you have to bring it back to the king's capital and bury it in the royal cemetery."

"Remember to ask the battalion commanders and captains to take a look and make sure Tisok is dead!"

The personal guard bowed his head to accept the order, and left the tent with the corpse. Liveliness returned to the big tent, with a little more excitement than before.

Avette kindly pulled the boy to the throne. Akap, a serious warrior, and a noble priest, the three welcomed them together.

"Come on, Shulot, let me introduce you."

Avet held the boy's hand with one hand, and with the other he grabbed the serious samurai's arm. The serious warrior quickly bowed his head and saluted the king.

"This is my loyal warrior Gilliam. He is a hereditary nobleman. He has followed me for more than 20 years since he was a child. He has been planning the overall situation for me in the capital last year. The 2,000 family warriors in Ketoko's reinforcements are him. s arrangement.

Gilliam has worked hard all these years. We were able to win the battle to seize the army so easily, but it was all thanks to him! Now that he has come to help me plan, the intelligence work of the army will be handed over to him. "

Hearing Avette's praise, Gilliam bowed his head solemnly and saluted the king again.

Xiu Luote's heart moved when he heard this, this is his friend's absolute confidant and future intelligence leader.

Since Avet raised his army, there was no longer any need to worry about Tisok's suspicion, and the old subordinates who had gone to Tarasco in the past gathered here one after another. Shulot already knew many generals, but Gilliam was the only one who introduced him grandly like today, which shows the status of the other party in Avitt's heart.

The boy also bowed his head and clenched his fists, saluting Gilliam with a solemn expression.

Then Gilliam returned the salute seriously again.

Seeing the formal salute of the two back and forth, the young noble priest next to him laughed and joked.

"Since we are all eagles, we don't need to learn how to flap our wings like a turkey, let's just fly!"

Hearing this, Gilliam fell silent.

Xiulot smiled and nodded to the young priest.

But he was a little puzzled: "Where did this rich man come from? He doesn't know much about the world, yet he compares me and Gilliam to turkeys? This is more reckless and simple than me."

Arvette also heard this and smiled. He held Shulot with one hand and introduced the noble youth with the other.

"This is one of the six elders of the chief priests of the Great Temple, the youngest son of Ugel, a hereditary nobleman from the royal city, Ugos. He is also the fifth-level coyote priest in the capital. He came this time as a war Priests join the army, specifically to contribute to the alliance."

Hear the key messages from the chief priests and the six elders. The young man thought in his heart, as if realizing something. He glanced at Avit, and his friend nodded slightly. The boy looked back at Ugos again, with a smile on his face.

"When I first came to the camp, I heard about His Highness's reputation. When I saw him today, he really looks good. He is indeed a warrior like a flower." Ugos commented on Shulot reservedly.

Gilliam also nodded seriously.

"His Royal Highness can develop catapults and longbows, and he is really good at ingenuity. He created words and learned a lot. He raised the slogan to end the war in the camp, which shows that he understands people's hearts. This time, he shot the old king and forced the general to death. He was even more brave. .

Let me offer you another cup of cocoa. May the heart of the scholar never fall, the heart of the wise never change, and the heart of the warrior always remain! "

After that, Gilliam filled another glass of mixed cocoa, raised the clay cup over his forehead with a solemn face, and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing Gilliam like this, the boy could only sigh softly. He also filled a glass of mixed cocoa, saluted and drank it. Immediately, the spirit was lifted, the sweetness filled the mouth and nose, the bitterness echoed on the tip of the tongue, the chest and abdomen were scorching hot, and the heart twitched again. It's so hard!

Avette looked at the etiquette of the two with a smile.

He secretly laughed in his heart, Shulot always only drank hot cocoa with honey, and he was especially sensitive to chili and spices. Now the boy's secretly twitching expression can't be hidden from him.

"Although cocoa is a drink for nobles and warriors, it is still a vulgar drink, and the priests of the Great Temple don't like to drink it." Ugos also drank some cocoa and continued to interject.

"I once drank the holy water from the chief priests in the Great Temple of the Holy City. It was a gift from the gods, and I had to fast for three days to drink it. Every time I drank it, I felt like I was flying, and The gods share the joy in their hearts, and they don't leave headaches like the smoke of the gods, which is really a supreme treasure."

The young man was taken aback. It sounded like some kind of special potion that made people feel happy. He asked curiously: "Where does the holy water come from? How can I drink it?"

Ugos smiled mysteriously, with a contented look on his brows.

He looked at Avit, nodded and saluted: "Of course the holy water comes from the gods. When the noble king attends the enthronement ceremony in the capital, the chief priests will naturally offer it respectfully!"

Avit laughed and patted Ugos on the shoulder. Xiulot secretly wrote down the name of "holy water".

The dinner party began immediately. During the war, there were not too many fancy diets, but the food was rich in variety and sufficient in portion.

Shulot started with a corn tortilla with nopal. This kind of cactus is the favorite of cochineal. It tastes softer and greener, with a sweet and refreshing taste. This is used to appetize and pad the stomach.

Then he spread out a burrito and added delicious smut corn, fragrant pine mushrooms, hot roasted venison, and then smeared with fresh mountain honey. After carefully rolling, take a bite and it is tender and soft, sweet but not greasy, and has a light fragrance. This is a favorite staple for teenagers.

After feeling 60% full, the boy took two skewers of fresh pineapple barbecue and sprinkled it with light chili powder. The sweet and sour pineapple is invigorating, and the slightly spicy turkey is grilled, slightly crispy, and soft enough. This is a non-greasy side dish.

Afterwards, the boy thought for a while, and served another bowl of tomato and mushroom soup. He still liked the slightly sour tomato and the smoothness of the mushroom. This is the soup after dinner. Feeling ninety percent full.

In the end, the boy hesitated for a long time between sweet prickly pear fruit and vanilla chocolate, and finally chose two kinds of prickly pear fruit. Because it is October now, the season when the cactus fruit is just ripe.

After cooling the prickly pear fruit with well water, he broke open the peel and bit it off.

The green and white pulp is sweet and juicy, like watermelon in summer, and the purple-red pulp is waxy and sweet, more like dragon fruit in autumn. Then a faint sense of flying came to the young man's mind, which was a slight illusion unique to cactus fruit, which brought a moment of confusion.

When the banquet reached a comfortable place, everyone drank tequila, and there was a commotion in the big tent.

Avit got up from the throne, waved the divine scepter in his hand like a baton, and made a gesture of war dance.

The heads of the city-states and the generals directly under them stood up knowingly.

The warriors stood side by side, shouting to the roar of eagles and tigers, and brandishing shields and batons. They danced with agitated steps, hitting each other from time to time, causing the roar of battle, and skillfully staggered, stepping hard on the ground, showing the agility and strength of their movements.

Stanley beat the heavy war drum, and the dull drumbeat jumped out of the excitement of the battle.

Akapu played the beautiful ocarina, and the distant sound of the flute flew to the distance of heaven and earth.

Xiu Luote sang the simple and simple Kagura, and Qingyue's singing lingered in the ancient desolation.

Ugos crooned gorgeous arias, and his elegant light songs described the changes of the seasons.

This is the eulogy of the warriors to the battlefield and the remembrance of their ancestors. All the vast lands that have been experienced, all the colorful seasons that have changed, are unfolded like pictures in the past memories, like the rivers that pass through the hearts of everyone.

All the generals danced to their heart's content, cherishing each other in the dance center, and they played in unison, regardless of you and me in the ensemble. Until we are close to each other, we don't care about the happy place. Turned into an unbridled roar, weeping and singing at the fierce place!

This is the sympathy and emotion of the samurai, lost, slightly drunk, gradually forgetting himself, leaving only the common fighting spirit of the collective!

Shulot also sang and drank. When he was happy, he threw the pottery cup, grabbed Stanley's war drum, and struck Kitaro's loud banquet! The boy sang back to the Millennium in a low growl, and then fell drunk to the ground unknowingly.

When he woke up, Night Breeze was slightly chilly, and Avette's cloak was covering him. He looked around the big tent, which was full of drunken generals, and then looked up, and saw Avet sitting on the throne, smiling.

"My Peerless Warrior, how is today's dinner?"

Just after waking up, the young man's heart was still filled with the joy and wantonness of feasting.

He laughed and praised:

"Winning and drinking, I drew my sword and sang loudly, and the lyrics shook the world fiercely.

Ambition knows that great things can be achieved, and the domineering mind still thinks that the warrior relies on it.

The group of children chasing me with melodious voice, dancing and looking around, how generous! "

Avette chuckled:

"Sholot, there's no need to say something incomprehensible. How was the dinner? Good or bad?"

"Of course it's excellent! Before today's banquet, I brought Tisok's corpse to show off too much power.

The banquet was so enjoyable that the city-state and the generals directly under it could gather together, and the priests and warriors drank and sang together. All the generals will be able to open their hearts and eliminate the grudges in their hearts. "

"After the dinner, all the hearts will belong to you!"

Then, Shulot clapped his hands and praised: "Even I was drunk by you tonight, and you made so many wanton gestures, it's really unimaginable!"

"No! No! I've never been this crazy before." The young man suddenly realized, "Avit, did you drug this wine?!"

The king on the throne smiled and said nothing. Gilliam turned from behind the shadow of the throne, bowed deeply to the boy, and apologized with a solemn gift.

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