High Priest Vikk left, as he had come, clad in understated black robes and a plain black cloak. It's just that the noble chief of Shenshi City has a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he has a deep humiliation in his heart, as well as an indelible hatred.

Andy Wei stood in front of the window of the temple hall, watching the chief in black robe disappear into the western forest under the guard of the warriors. And behind the mountains and forests is the sturdy city of God's Stone, like a curled up hedgehog, stuck behind the Mexica Legion.

"Ha! Don't look at it. If you really hate that old fox, then wait for him to come to negotiate next time and kill him yourself!"

The corner of the red monkey Ozuma raised his mouth, walked to the side of the young priest, and also looked at the God Stone City in the sky.

Although today's negotiations did not achieve a final result, the Mixtecs already knew the conditions and expressed a certain degree of surrender. In secret negotiations with such a great relationship like this, the envoys of the other party always have to go back and forth several times. At the very least, the chief Vic should share the responsibility of peace negotiation with the priests and nobles in Shenshi City, instead of fighting everything alone.

"I... personally... kill the chief?"

Hearing this, Andy Wei's expression froze, his hands and feet were stiff. He had no doubts about the determination of the red-haired barbarian, and once again realized the strength of the Aztec alliance. Even an ordinary tribal chief dared to put the chief priest who killed Mixtec on his lips.

"...Uh, the next negotiation, Chief Vik, may not come here...Uh, the negotiation was requested by the chief of the black wolf. Killing the other party's envoy, I am afraid it will ruin the great affairs of the chief..."

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the red monkey Ozoma grinned. He stretched out his hand, patted the stiff shoulder of the young priest, and laughed.

"What a little wolf dog, even biting a fox, he is timid! The Mixtecs are powerless on the battlefield. Even if a chief priest dies, they still have to obediently ask for peace! Besides, this group of dogs You can't fight, but the internal fights are strong. Even in the nest, they will bite each other. If you kill the chief, the rest of the people may be secretly happy!"

"..."

Andy Wei was speechless again, his face turned blue and purple, and he felt like being pointed at and scolded. What the red-haired savage said was rude, but it was a fact of the southern city-state. The internal fighting among the priests and elders has always been fierce and cruel...

"Hey! Lord God! May you bless me and give me light in my heart!"

"Ha! Lord God bless you!"

Seeing Andy Wei's prayer, the red monkey Ozoma pursed his lips. He also closed his eyes and prayed for a while. Then, Ozoma opened his eyes, looked at the group of captives who were going away, and asked seriously.

"Little wolf dog, you are good at arithmetic. These days, how many young and strong captives have the army moved north?"

"let me see."

Andy Wei took out a roll of hardcover paper from his pocket. This is Mexica paper, much better than wood.

"As of today, there have been twelve teams going north, each team ranging from five hundred to more than a thousand prisoners...Including the one that just passed... there are about 10,000 young and strong men and women!"

"And according to the message from the commander-in-chief of the black wolf, there are probably the same number of young and strong captives in the southern valley, who will be escorted over!"

"Well, 10,000 plus 10,000, that's more than 20,000 young men and women? No, there are three or four thousand surrendered soldiers, that's an extra 20,000...5,000 mouths."

The red monkey Ozoma hooked his fingers and calculated for a while. Afterwards, he worked hard to calculate the food storage, with a serious expression on his face.

"With the addition of 25,000 people, the food for the legion is only enough for one month! They have gone out and plundered a lot, but the consumption is also great! It seems that they must be knocked out from the hands of Shenshi City. Pen rations!"

In this era, armies scattered and looted, usually with great attrition. Unless you capture a large granary, or a particularly rich area, it will be difficult to have a surplus.

"Yes. Witnessed by the Lord God! I will terribly intimidate God Stone City for the chief of the black wolf and the legion! I know their weakness, and that is the power of the city-state! If it is delayed for too long, the Tehuacan Valley will be burned to nothingness. , the strength of the various ministries has been greatly damaged, and the leader of Shanhe City, Yunchen, will probably find an opportunity to occupy the God Stone City! There is no one heart between the lowland Mystek and the highland Mystek!..."

The words of the two gradually became low, and scattered into the evening wind at the end of summer. Their sights were faintly looking towards the west. To the west is the verdant mountains and forests, the sacred stone city in the highlands, and Huahuapan, the mountain and river city in the lowlands, is just two hundred miles away!

September is gradually passing, and the rainy season is coming to an end. The black-robed envoys from Shenshi City came and went, and the migrating captive team meandered northward. The leader of Shanhe City, Yunchen, finally gathered more than 10,000 Mixtec warriors and more than 10,000 mountain militiamen, stationed at the mountain pass in the southwest of the valley.

These Mixtec armies all came from the city-states of the lowlands and the coast, led by different military leaders, and only responded to the banner of the chief of the cloud dust. They set up camp, occupied the terrain, and kept threatening the Mexica Legion going south.

The black wolf gathered the army, with 6,000 Guacillian troops, 4,000 Tlaxcala soldiers, and 4,000 Mystek soldiers, confronting the Mystec reinforcements. He intends to have a happy field battle and defeat the main force of the Mixtec in one fell swoop. However, the commander-in-chief opposite did not give him this chance.

The main force of the leader of Yunchen remained garrisoned, but kept sending teams to fight with the Mexica scouts in the familiar mountains and forests.

As the sun rose and the moon set, hundreds of scouts and militiamen hunted, attacked, entangled, and then died like dry grass in the rolling mountain forest. Every day, dozens of casualties continue. For the Mixtec who are familiar with the terrain, this small-scale forest battle can maximize the gap between them and the Mexica warriors.

"Damn it! These pigs in the mountains will hide in the mud and smoke people with their stench!"

Facing such a battle situation, Hei Lang was a little irritable. Although the Guajili fighters can fight in the mountains, it is too wasteful to consume the Mixtecs like this, let alone decide the overall situation. He had a strong urge to directly lead the army to attack the mountain camp of the leader Yun Chen, and then personally behead him!

However, after a while, Hei Lang let out a long breath and shook his head. In his heart, the instinct as a commander still overwhelmed the impulse to be a warrior.

"The two thousand people in Yunshan City also appeared in the mountains and forests in the southeast. Thousands of warriors and militiamen are hidden in Shenshi City. The Mixtec people have a long history and will build strong camps and cities to control the key passes in the mountains. They After all, they are the ancient people of the rain, and they are different from the savage Tekos."

"So far in the south, more than 20,000 people have been plundered, and the Tehuacan Valley has been looted... It's time to embark on the return journey to the north! His Highness sent a message for the last time, saying that the king is in a hurry to lead the Guards to go north. , I don’t know whether to start the journey..."

Thinking of this, Hei Lang looked to the north with a serious expression. The high sky is vast, and the land on the plateau is flat and empty. There is a place where jaguars run to their heart's content and eagles fly. And the vast mountains and forests in the south will be cleaned up later!

"Order! Accept the latest conditions of Shenshi City! Give them five days to hand over 20,000 people's food for one month! As long as the food is enough, release the priests and nobles captured by various ministries, and return the temple in the cloud to them!"

At the end of September, outside Shenshi City, the Guajili Army received the last batch of food, withdrew from the Temple of Clouds, and officially returned to the north. 20,000 Mystec young and strong captives were escorted out of the Tehuacan Valley. The 5,000 soldiers from various tribes were also coerced by the legion and went to the mountain city of Tlaxcala.

As the sun sets, birds fly in the mountains. The black wolf Toltek led the two thousand warriors in the rear, standing on the hill north of Shenshi City, staring silently.

In front of him, he couldn't wait to send out a small team of warriors to recover the **** stone city of the temple in the cloud. In the farther south, thousands of militiamen of the Mixtec people in the lowlands followed the army far behind, like escorts sending a gift out of the country, or weed rats following a jaguar. As for the main force of Chief Yunchen...

Hei Lang narrowed his eyes and looked at the opposite mountain. At the end of the sky, a group of fuzzy dots can be seen faintly, as well as battle flags whose patterns cannot be seen clearly.

"Commander Black Wolf, that is the battle flag of the great leader Yunchen. Above is a white cloud, and below is golden sand. The so-called 'Yunchen' is the revered descendant of Yunzhong, occupying the rich golden sand land , Mountain River City!"

Andy Wei explained in a low voice with a complicated expression. As the priest and elder of the Yunzhong Temple, he had naturally met the chief of Shanhe City. That is an ambitious descendant of the gods, who also has the blood of the Tiger Claw King...

"The chief of Yunchen... the land of the golden sands!"

Hei Lang paused every word, and slowly repeated it. He pursed his lips tightly, stared deeply for a while, and then announced in a low voice.

"Let's go, don't read it! The Lord God blesses you, Your Highness is divinely inspired, the alliance's legions are destined to sweep the world!...Andy Wei, we will be back!"

After all, the black wolf turned around with his head held high, carrying a high handsome flag, and leading the elite warriors, he stepped towards the conquered north.

At the same moment, a robust middle-aged leader, wearing a gorgeous golden robe, was also standing under the handsome banner. He has a handsome appearance, white teeth, exquisite silver ornaments on his hands and feet, and mysterious tattoos on his face. It was a blue wave, a trace of a cloud, and a divine pattern that directly communicated with the Rain God and the ancestors.

"Respected Chief Yunchen, Aztec barbarians, finally left!"

A scout warrior came in a hurry, knelt on the ground, and reported back to the revered chief.

"Um."

The big leader Yunchen nodded slightly, maintaining a majestic divinity. Yes, he is not only the military leader of Shanhe City, but also the priest elder of Shanhe City. In other words, he has completely controlled the entire city-state in his hands!

"Aztecs...Godstone City...Temple in the Clouds..."

Chief Yunchen's gaze did not stay on the distant wolf flag for too long. He looked at Shenshi City again, thought for a long time, and then looked again at the Temple in the Cloud not far away. On the towering temple, the banner of the Rain God has just been erected, announcing the return of the god.

"Boss, Shenshi City has sent a small team of warriors to take over the Yunzhong Temple first!"

"Ha! These old guys in Shenshi City have given up the Holy Land, let others plunder, and secretly begged for peace with the Aztec barbarians... They have shamed the Rain God and humiliated the tribe!"

The leader of Yunchen looked slightly cold, and in front of many chiefs, he spoke righteously and cursed in a low voice. However, the corners of his mouth curled up quietly, and he had already made a decision in his heart!

"Mistec ministries, we can't do this anymore! In the face of the increasingly powerful Mexica, only the loosely united ministries can resist! And to unite the entire alliance, who else but me?"

"The Tehuacan Valley was plundered, and the strength of God's Stone City was greatly damaged. And in my hands, there are 20,000 lowland and coastal legions, and they occupy the righteousness of the rescue holy land... The rulership of God's Stone City, and even the entire highland Mis Turk's theocracy will have to be re-discussed!"

Thinking of this, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Cloud Chen lowered his eyes slightly, and prayed for the Tlaxcala Alliance in the north for a second. Then, he opened his eyes, already full of fighting spirit.

"Let's go! The army goes north to guard the revered temple in the cloud!"

The leader of Yunchen ordered in a deep voice. His face is full of sincere piety, like the messenger of the gods, which makes people feel admiration at first sight.

"Blessed by the God of Rain, I led the army to expel the brutal Aztecs!... In order to thank the God of Rain, I will hold a sacred ceremony in the Temple of Clouds in five days! Send an envoy to invite God Stone City All the chiefs, as well as the rest of the priests and elders, will participate in the ceremony together!"

Light rain fell from the gloomy sky, like dust falling from the clouds. The balance of power has been broken, and the sound of the wind before the torrential rain roared in the Land of the Rain God, turning into the last heavy rain before the end of the rainy season.

Controversy among the Mystec ministries will start, as for the life and death of the Tlaxcalans... then only, let the cloud snake protect it!

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