The sun is always bright in the dry season, and the divine wind is flying in the sky. After the wind moon on the thirteenth, there is the eagle moon (Cuauhtli), which symbolizes spirituality, which is the month of control, movement, and luck. Since the Southern Expedition, all the plans and efforts have come to pay off.

A brave Prepecha warrior entered the Apa army city with the head of the chief Tekos, and conveyed the king's will: Within three days, the city will surrender without killing. Three days later, the whole army attacked the city and killed them all!

The southwest allies have been destroyed, and Apa City is a lonely city, without any vitality. The defenders in the city lost their last breath of energy, and their expressions deteriorated all day long. Under the bombardment of the terrible bronze beast, most of the nobles were devastated. They quarreled fiercely for two days, and even broke out in a small-scale fight before they came to a conclusion.

At noon on the third day, the gates of Apa City finally opened wide. The surviving palm tribe put down their weapons and went out of the city to ask the king's army to surrender. They knelt down outside the city gate, allowing the guards to bind their hands and feet, leaving life and death in their hands.

Afterwards, Bertard led 3,000 imperial guards into the city to take stock.

The area of ​​the military city is not large, and the population is not large, but the food storage is extremely rich. Wang Jun captured 6,000 strong militiamen, 4,000 women and children, and a total of 10,000 rebels. And in the granary in the city, there are actually 30,000 people's grain stored for a year! All these rations were handed over by the defenders who surrendered, and they were never burned.

Xiulot did not enter the city. He just stood calmly under the royal banner outside the city, watching the destruction of the Palm Glory family. It wasn't until the samurai commander came forward to report that there were 30,000 people in the city with food reserves for a year, that he showed surprise and expressed emotion.

"Allies in the mountains, a strong military city, and plenty of food...It turns out that this is the confidence of the palm patriarch Zotor's rebellion!"

Speaking of this, Xiulot laughed heartily.

"Haha! Zotor was put to death, and the Tekos were destroyed in civil strife. The army city of Apa and Wandan stored food were all owned by the Kingdom Army. These stored food were just used to recruit tens of thousands of Tekos refugees!"

The king led the army here, and the most worrying thing was not the enemies in the mountains, but the logistics food supply. The Imperial Guard Corps, the Gyeonggi Corps, the Second Long Spear Corps, the Guajili Corps...there are four Kingdom Legions stationed in Zicao County. The local food is not enough for them, and they even have to transport 200 grains from Patzcuaro Lake District Dori comes to supply.

Because of the lack of food, the king had to do his best to search for the aristocratic fiefs, and let half of the Gyeonggi army return, escorting tens of thousands of rebels northward. Even so, tens of thousands of Terkos captives and refugees who are about to arrive still bring him great food pressure. But now that the city of Apa has surrendered, with such a large amount of seized grain, the kingdom's burden will be much easier.

"Well, one load of grain eaten by the enemy is worth three loads transported for three hundred miles. This is the Xiu Clan's Art of War."

Shulot made a joke. Then, with a serious face, he ordered Bertard.

"In three days, let 2,000 spear corps set off, **** 10,000 rebels from Apa City, and return to Gyeonggi! All these 10,000 people will be demoted to serfs and entrusted to warriors with military merits!"

"Follow you, Your Highness!"

Shulot nodded slightly, with a smile on his face. The 20,000 rebels in Zicao City and the 10,000 rebels in Apa City were all used as serfs, filling the gap of 30,000 slaves. As for the 50,000 serfs that are still lacking, we have to find a way from the various ministries of Terkos... What, you ask about the gap in the enfeoffment of the Southern Expedition? We'll have to wait until the next war to make up for it...

The eagle controls the long wind and soars in the southwest sky. Three days later, 12,000 people set foot on the road to the north, and the number of people eating has decreased by a large amount.

Shulot let the last 2,000 spears in his hands guard the city of Apa, and left behind 4,000 guards including the artillery battalion to suppress the various places and maintain the food road. Then, he led only 3,000 armored troops to patrol the vast Apa Plain to the west of Apa City.

The black wolf's king's flag slowly moved to the southwest, and the scouts were released for twenty miles. There are many streams on the Apa Plain, with lush aquatic plants and lush forests. The king stopped from time to time to check the surrounding landscape. Three thousand imperial guards marched for four days and traveled more than a hundred miles to reach Caolin Village (now El Charapo) by the Emmon River (now).

Caolin Village is located at a mountain pass, surrounded by fertile basins along the river. It used to be a large village with more than a thousand people. It's just that after the war at this time, it was looted twice by the Terkos tribe and the dog-born army, and it was already dilapidated.

Shulot looked at the overgrown farmland outside the village, squeezed the fertile soil in the field, and nodded in admiration.

Then he climbed the surrounding hills and looked south. The towering mountains are layered and undulating, extending for three or four hundred miles until the Pacific Ocean. I heard from the Terkos pioneer in the army that at the end of this mountain road is a fishing village called Nespa, and there is the largest sandy beach within hundreds of miles around the fishing village.

There are two common mountain roads from the Apa Plain deep into the southwestern mountains to the Pacific Ocean. One is along the Kanhe River, through Kanhe Village, to Hand Snake City, and then to the seashore. The black wolf is sweeping along this road. The other more dangerous road is along the Emmon River, through Caolin Village, deep into the mountains, and then arrives at Neshpa on the coast. In other words, Kanhe Village and Caolin Village are the two key valley entrances that divide the Apa Plain and the southern mountainous area, and they are also important places to control the passage to the southern mountainous area!

He looked north again, and the endless Apa Plain appeared in front of him. Surrounded by mountains, the Apa Plain is vast and fertile. The terrain here is extremely flat, and the climate is warm and pleasant, never suffering from floods or droughts.

Looking closely, the plains are full of staggered streams, lush forests, fertile fields, running deer, and roaring monkeys. On the vast fertile field, the villages of the Prepeca people alternate with the tribes of the Tekos people, and the reclaimed farmland by the river is less than one-twelfth of the entire plain.

"The terrain is flat, the temperature is suitable, the water and fertilizer are abundant, and the streams are criss-crossing. The Apa Plain is a fertile land under the tropical sun!"

Xiu Luote looked at this piece of fertile soil, feeling overwhelmed and thoughtful. In later generations, the Apa Plain was one of the most important granaries in central Mexico. The area of ​​arable land on the plain is far greater than that of the Patzcuaro Lake area, and it is truly fertile and wild! Thinking of this, many previous plans flashed through his mind, but he could not make a final decision until he had finished investigating them all.

One day later, the 3,000 imperial guards went west again, traveling more than 70 miles in three days, and arrived at Kanhe Village by the Kan River. Ezpan left 2,000 spearmen here to guard the rear. Thousands of Terkos prisoners were escorted by the warriors, walked out of the mountains, and went to the city of Apa in batches.

The flag of the black wolf was flying high, and three thousand guards were in armor, and the passing Tekos prisoners all showed fear. Xiulot stood under the royal banner and watched patiently for a long time.

Before his eyes, the long line of captives stretched for tens of miles, divided into different batches. Each batch of captives ranged from hundreds to thousands of people, strung together in a team of 20, and guarded by a small group of warriors from the Royal Army along the way. Most of these Terkos captives are young and strong men and women, all of whom have withered and haggard faces. They were in a state of distress, and with traces of hunger, they walked along the river with difficulty.

A new batch of Terkos captives soon arrived in Kanhe Village, about a thousand people. The spear battalion commander guarding the village shouted loudly, and dispatched two hundred warriors with bronze spears, and then took out a dozen wooden barrels containing food. The aroma of grain spread over the face, and the captive team was in a commotion, and then they were suppressed by the warriors' leather whips.

Under the stern order of the warriors, the captives lined up in a long line, holding hands, and went to receive today's food one by one. After receiving the food, the captives immediately squatted to the periphery, buried their heads in their hands, and ate them all in twos and threes. Their daily food is extremely limited, if they don't eat it as soon as possible when the guarding warriors are present, it is very likely that others will **** it at night. If some captives wanted to take them again, they would be picked out by the warriors and whipped ten times mercilessly.

All in all, although the captive team was chaotic, under the strong pressure of the warriors, they maintained a basic order.

Shulot watched for a moment, but was too far away to see anything clearly. After pondering for a while, he said to Bertard.

"Let the person in charge here come over."

"As ordered."

The samurai strode away. Soon, a warrior with a strong figure and a fierce face, like a wolf and a tiger, came to the king's banner. The samurai knelt down respectfully, trying to force a kind smile.

"God bless you! Your Majesty, the commander of the Thousand-man Battalion of the Second Long Spear Corps, Pimon, a senior warrior of Patzcuaro, salutes you!"

Xiuluo nodded, looked at Pimon calmly, and asked.

"The Lord God bless! What did the captives eat?"

"Your Majesty, it's Miscellaneous Rice Dumplings."

"Oh? Get two from the bucket and let me taste them."

"Ah! This? This..."

Pimon looked up in astonishment, momentarily at a loss.

"Go! Take it from the captives' barrels!"

"...as ordered."

Hearing the king's order, Pimon gritted his teeth and went to the barrel. He carefully selected for a moment, took out two rice **** that were barely visible, carefully wrapped them in his own clothes, and came to the king again.

"Your Majesty, this is the miscellaneous grain dumpling of the captives. You are a noble king, such food..."

Xiulot picked up a grain dumpling, put it in his hand, and looked at it carefully for a moment. This ball is about the size of a fist, and the whole is a strange green color. It feels cool to the touch, and it should have been made for a while, but when I smell it, there is no peculiar smell, on the contrary, it has the fragrance of palm leaves.

Shulot stared at the green miscellaneous grain dumpling, hesitated for a moment, and then prepared to take a bite. Seeing the king's movement, Bertard next to him quickly reached out and grabbed the dumpling.

"Your Highness, I'm hungry, please let me have a bite first."

"...Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Shulot nodded slowly. The samurai commander didn't change his face, and under Pimon's shocked eyes, he took two bites.

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Berthard paused, his face turning bruised and purple. After a long while, he swallowed it calmly, looked at Pimen coldly, and spoke calmly.

"There are also some insects, the soft taste is like giant winged ants, and then there are some palm flavors."

"Ah! Dear Sacred Eagle Warrior Commander, you are so knowledgeable!"

Battalion Commander Pimeng tried his best to compliment him while sweating coldly.

"Exactly, exactly! There are giant-winged ants in this group. I just dug a few piles the day before yesterday, soaked them in salt water, and wrapped them in the group today. As for the smell of palm, it is the palm weevil beetle on the palm tree. It is round and round, juicy when you bite into it, very fresh! The warriors just caught a few nests from the tree yesterday..."

"..."

Hearing this, Shulot's face twitched, and Bertard tried hard to keep calm. The two looked at each other for a moment, speechless for a while.

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