In the past January, the surface was calm and stable, but there were hidden waves. Under the oppression of tens of thousands of royal troops, the southern nobles had to choose to obey the change after a painful struggle. They handed over their land and Dingkou, and took hundreds of people directly related to the north of the Leman River to guard the frontier. With the arrival of the capital priests, Zicao County's population of more than 200,000 people is being organized into households and villages in an orderly manner, gradually being brought under the direct control of the kingdom. And the Southwest Terkos tribe will also solve it together in the Southern Expedition.

At the beginning of January, the 7,000 imperial guards had a peaceful New Year in Zicao City, that is, Kuramo City. The king personally held a New Year's sacrifice, summoned the priests from the capital who were going to take office, and appeased the purged Gyeonggi Army. Then, the fourth batch of five thousand rebels set off immediately. So far, 20,000 rebels have embarked on the serf road to the north. The Crow family took the lead in going north to change, followed by more than a dozen hereditary nobles from the south.

At the same time, the black wolf went deep into the southwestern mountains and lost contact with the Kingdom Legion. After Ezpan left 3,000 people in Apa City, he continued to follow the king's order to go west. He took over the 5,000 Guajili Legion left by the Black Wolf, commanded nearly 10,000 soldiers, and chased and killed the retreating Terkos coalition army day and night.

In the first ten days of January, Xiu Luote set off from Zicao City, escorted by the 7,000 imperial guards, and took forty bronze cannons, all the way to the west for two hundred miles. The southern nobles along the way obeyed and moved north, and the two nobles who dared to defy were bombarded by the condor cannon in one day, and the whole family was killed!

In late January, the Black Wolf King Banner arrived at the foot of the city of Apa, and the Imperial Guard entered the newly built siege camp. In the next few days, the Praetorian Guards were fully deployed, blocking all passages outside the city of Apa. Then, ten condor cannons were installed in the south of the city, bombarding the south city for days. Today is the second day of February and the fifth day of artillery bombardment.

Three days ago, Wang Jun organized a tentative attack to test the siege effect of the Yushenhu squatting cannon. The hundreds of corpses of both sides under the city are left over from that siege.

Under the cover of the shields of the heavily armored warriors, the gunners pushed dozens of tiger squatting cannons within fifty steps of the city wall. Afterwards, Wang Jun's archers suppressed the bows and arrows at the top of the city, while the tiger squatting guns bombarded the top of Apa city, and shot three rounds.

After all, the Tiger Crouching Cannon is an extremely light scattering artillery, and when fired upwards against a six-meter-high stone city wall, its power attenuates greatly. The scattered stone pellets could only barely damage some of the civilian militiamen, but could not break through the shield on the top of the city. Instead, it was the huge roar of dozens of guns bombarding at the same time, which caused a huge shock to the hearts of the defenders. The militiamen in Nancheng panicked, shouting the names of the gods, and broke down the city twice, and were driven back to the city by the palm warriors who supervised the battle.

The fighting spirit of the defenders is still there, and a strong attack will not only damage the warriors in vain, but also reduce the points gained after the victory. Shulot watched for a moment, then stopped the attack. Afterwards, the ten Condor cannons bombarded slowly, creating psychological pressure on the defenders while studying the tactics of the artillery until today.

"Boom!...boom!...boom!..."

Amidst the thunder of the condor cannon, Shulot returned to the besieged camp. Sitting cross-legged in the king's tent of the camp, he said to Bertard with a smile.

"Lord God bless! According to the alliance's 260-day sacred calendar, today is the last day of Ehecatl, Jaguar Day (Ocelotl)."

"The divine wind swirls in the sky, creating disorder and chaos. The old order disintegrates in the divine wind, and new rules will be conceived in the chaos. And in the storm of death, unpredictable changes are coming, and in the Life flows in the wind of death! The valiant jaguar is a symbol of great battle. Warriors are willing to sacrifice their lives to keep the fire of the sun burning forever!  …”

"The Lord God bless! Praise Him, give divinity to the storm, and courage to the jaguar!"

Hearing the sacred calendar, Bertard saluted respectfully. Then he asked cautiously.

"Then, Your Highness, in the eyes of the holy priest, what does it portend?"

"Well, it portends..."

Shulot pondered for a moment, thinking of the black wolf who was somewhere, and smiled confidently.

"It indicates that good news will come soon!"

Black Wolf will never let me down. The king thought so, but he never said it.

"Praise the Lord God, God bless Your Highness! The Southern Expedition will definitely win!"

Hearing this, Bertard responded with a smile. He never doubted the complete victory of the Southern Expedition.

Xiu Luo nodded and said no more. He unfolded the map of the south, read the reports from various places, and planned the arrangements after the southern expedition.

Time passed silently, and the sun slanted slightly to the west. Several red-haired hunters appeared from the western plain with red-dyed bamboo baskets on their backs and small red flags. Within two or three quarters of an hour, the red-haired hunters rushed forward. They looked in awe at the roaring, roaring, and stone-bombing bronze beast, and were led by the guards, after several inspections, to wait outside the king's tent in the barracks.

"Your Highness, Miwa, the deputy general of the Red Frog Squad, came from the southwest mountainous area, bringing with him the news of victory!"

Shield Guard Terkos reported back with a happy face. Berthard looked surprised, and looked reverently at His Majesty the Foresight.

"Ah? Good news? Good, very good! Let Miwa come in."

Xiulot raised his head, was taken aback for a moment, and laughed happily. He remembered that the red-haired personal guard, who was good at fighting and stubborn, was so desperate to attack the enemy at night that he even got into it.

The red-haired personal guard Miwa entered the tent immediately, took a few bamboo baskets, and knelt down ten steps away. All weapons were removed from his body, and even his fingernails were checked. On both sides of him, there is a personal guard supervisor holding an axe.

After Medina's assassination, Wang Zhang's vigilance level increased significantly. Ordinary envoys not only have to be checked repeatedly, but also have to report back ten steps away from the king under the close supervision of the personal guards.

"The Supreme Chief of Death! Four days ago, under the command of the leader of Ezpan, Chief Red Frog defeated the Terkos coalition army, broke through the Snake City, and destroyed the shield tribe! The army beheaded all the noble chiefs of Tekos , priests and leaders, captured nearly 4,000 tribal warriors, and captured more than 10,000 women and children from nearby tribes!"

The red-haired personal guard Miwa knelt down and kowtowed, and then handed over a few bamboo baskets. The guards checked briefly, and a strong smell of blood spread out in the tent.

Asked about the smell of blood, Xiu Luote raised his eyebrows, knowing it clearly. He glanced at the bamboo basket and smiled.

"Praise the Lord God! Praise Him and grant us victory! Miwa, you fought well. Long story short. What heads are there?"

"Ah! Great chief, the heads of the chief Tekos are all inside, there are twenty or thirty."

The red-haired personal guard Miwa walked to the largest bamboo basket with a simple smile on his face. He reached out and groped for a moment, then suddenly lifted his hair, and pulled out a middle-aged head with closed eyes.

"This is Shield Chief Chimali!"

"Oh? Chimali's dead? Good! Very good! Ezpan and Coca are good!"

Xiulot glanced at the head, smiled and admired. He has always been worried that the prestige chief Chimali fled into the mountains with his people, and with the support of the Kolima tribe in the west, he relied on the hundreds of miles of mountains and the kingdom army to fight guerrillas. Unexpectedly, the other party died so easily!

"Praise the Lord God! Praise the Great Chief!"

Hearing the great chief's praise, the red-haired personal guard Miwa smiled brightly. He stretched out his hand, grabbed his hair again, and took out a middle-aged head with closed eyes. Looking carefully, the face of the head is quite similar to the previous one.

"Great chief, this is Malina, the herbal elder. He is Chimali's younger brother, and he killed Chimali himself."

"very good!"

Shulot took a look and nodded. It sounds like civil unrest broke out within the Terkos tribe. In fact, he knew nothing about the negotiations in the Southwest Mountains. Ezpan negotiated in private and promised the enfeoffment of the hereditary nobles, but naturally he was never ready to fulfill it.

"Lord God bless!"

The red-haired personal guard Miwa smiled and prayed, and took out the last middle-aged head with eyes open. The man had short hair and tattooed faces that symbolized bravery.

"Great chief, this is the hunting elder Toppan. He killed Malina, and there was chaos in the city. Chief Ezpan seized the opportunity, defeated the enemy in one fell swoop, and killed him as well. As for the other noble chiefs of Tekos, all of them were killed. It's all here!"

"Oh? So, the shield chief Chimali, the herbal elder Malina, and the hunting elder Toppan...the three of them attacked each other and turned into heads in the end, so they were sent here?"

"Yes, that's right. Great Chief, the Southwest Terkos people eat each other, their morale is low, and they are completely discouraged. After the first battle, no one in the Southwest dared to resist. When I set off, Chief Ezpan had ordered that the Great Plunder three hundred miles to the southwest, trap the Tekos who are short of food, and reach the endless lake!"

Hearing this, Shulot fell silent, frowning slightly. With the enemy at hand, the Tekos will not have civil strife for no reason... He can vaguely guess the hidden story, and Ezpan should have done something. As for killing all the noble chieftains of Tekos, I am afraid that it is to silence everything, so that everything that used to be covered in dust and mud. On this point, he was sure that Ezpan would not leave any omissions.

Ezpan was born as a general, and in order to win the trust of the king, he even cut off his little finger in pain. His combat style is both flexible and ruthless. He used to be the monkey's lieutenant, and his flexible tactics came from the monkey's professor. And the ruthless style is born in the bones. After the victory of the Western Expedition, his purge of the old nobles of Tarasco in the jurisdiction was even more thorough than that of the Mexica generals.

And the red frog Miwa was born in a wilderness tribe, so he will not show mercy. It is conceivable what the two of them can do together.

"Forget it... when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Wait until he comes back, let's beat it again."

Shulot thought for a moment, then nodded. He smiled lightly, and looked at Miwa who was waiting with his head down.

"Miwa, Ezpan asked you to come, what else can I say?"

"Great Chief, Chief Ezpan requests you to send as much food as possible to the south!"

The red-haired personal guard Miwa raised his head and replied respectfully.

"Great Chief, Chief Black Wolf raided the mountains and burned all the Tekos' food! According to the news of the Tekos captives, Chief Black Wolf has reached the seashore. Thousands of legions plundered all the way to the southeast, completely sweeping all parts of the southwest. , created nearly 100,000 Tekos refugees!"

"Chief Ezpan has determined that the Tekos refugees are about to fall into famine and cannot stay in the mountains for long. As long as the follow-up food is sufficient, the legion can recruit or trap most of the Tekos refugees and bring them back to the northern kingdom as slaves!"

"The black wolf continues to break in? One hundred thousand Tekos refugees?"

Hearing this, Shulot opened his eyes wide in surprise, and stood up abruptly. He paced back and forth, thought for a moment, and promised loudly.

"Yes! Very good, tell Ezpan to let him do whatever he wants! I will collect food from the southern nobles and supply it to him with all my strength!"

"The southwestern mountainous area is too far away, and the environment is complicated, so it is difficult to directly govern. Tell him, I only need the population! As long as he loots enough people, no matter what method he used before, I will not blame me! And if he can get 100,000 people, He is the number one hero of the Southern Expedition! At that time, I will reward him generously, and give his army a thousand bronze armors! And the Red Frog Squadron of Keka will also have a generous reward!"

"Ah! As ordered! Praise be to you, Warchief!"

The red-haired personal guard Miwa prostrated himself on the ground with a happy expression on his face.

"Tell him to guard the back road and beware of the Kolima tribe! The southwestern mountainous area can't support 10,000 legions. Let some of the legions come back with the looted population and station in Zicao County. In addition, tell Ezpan and Coca, treat the ordinary Tekos refugees better! Only the tribes that resist the king's army will be reduced to serfs, and the others will be incorporated into the banner team to reclaim wasteland in Zicao County."

"Follow you, Warchief!"

Miwa kowtowed again. He was smiling and fighting, like a hound waiting to be hunted.

Shulot ordered a few words, then waved Miwa back. Then, the king looked at the three heads lined up side by side, feeling a kind of fate inexplicably. However, there seem to be some subtle incongruities.

"Bertard!"

Shulot watched for a moment, then spoke suddenly.

"Your Highness?"

"Close the eyes of the last head~lightnovelpub.net~ and obey."

The warrior commander immediately obeyed and closed Toppan's eyes. This time, the three heads stood side by side, with their eyes closed, they came to the northern kingdom to meet the king of the north.

"Yes, that's it."

Xiuluo nodded and looked at it for a while, feeling much more comfortable. He clapped his hands and ordered calmly,

"Send these three heads, together with these bamboo baskets, into the city of Apa! Let the Palm family take a good look at the fate of their allies!"

"Follow your will!"

Berthard saluted and stood up, smiling and looking north. When the head was sent into the desperate city of Apa, there was no hope. And the divine omen will be fulfilled again.

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