The enemy receded and night fell. Seven long boats docked at the beach, and the Kingdom Expedition Team, with only about 200 people left, set up camp on the west bank of the Dashui River. Pimon led two hundred warriors with long spears, rushed to treat the wounded, and tortured the prisoners. The warriors also supervised the 800 strong men, and buried the dead bodies of both sides hastily.

Soon, little bonfires were lit on the flat river bank. The aroma of food, mixed with the faint smell of blood, spread out in the night wind and drifted in all directions.

"I personally tortured the captive... The leader on the opposite side is called Yunshi Kawa. He is the military leader of Yeguo City. He has always had a close relationship with Yunchen, the leader of Shanhe City, and he is regarded as the opponent's supporter and ally."

Holding the spear, Pimon came to the two captains. He sat down on the floor, took the tortilla that had been roasted and softened, and gnawed on it while telling the identity of the enemy.

"Yunshi Kawa? The military leader of Yeguo City, an ally of the great leader Yun Chen?"

Hearing this, Pu'apu's face showed confusion.

"What does this mean?"

"To put it simply, the leader on the opposite side is the most resolute group of people who oppose the alliance among the Mixtec people."

Pimon put down the tortilla, stretched out his hand, and gestured to the southeast.

"Since the Eastern Expedition, the Mixtecs have initially maintained neutrality. Yeguo City, which is closest to here, is nominally a vassal of the alliance. If the scouts from both sides encounter each other, although they are wary of each other, they will not directly attack."

"This kind of relationship lasted for several months. But when His Majesty swept across the two southern states, the attitude of the Mixtec tribe in the lowlands gradually deteriorated. Under the call of the leaders Yunchen and Yunshi, the Mistyk tribe who opposed the alliance Sterk tribe, more and more..."

"The Mixtec immediately set up troops in the mud village, secretly threatening the army's retreat. His Majesty also stationed troops to confront them. Three months ago, news came that His Majesty had set fire to the holy city and sacrificed to the Cholula priest family. The attitude of the Mixtec people has completely changed! Many pious lowland tribes began to be hostile to the alliance. And the scouts of the kingdom also broke out more than a dozen fights with nearby tribe warriors..."

"The mouth of the Sancha River is within the control of Yeguo City. The 80,000 to 90,000 Mystec tribes there have become enemies of the alliance, and reinforcements may come at any time! ... and the Yunshi Kawa on the other side of the river , is also an experienced mountain warrior. He just fought with us, left two hundred corpses, and retreated. But I think it is very likely that he retreated temporarily..."

"What! Within a hundred miles, there are 80,000 to 90,000 hostile tribes? Then, at least 10,000 Ding can be produced!"

Hearing this, Pu'apu's expression changed, and he spoke solemnly.

"Battalion Commander Pimon, we can't delay here, we have to hurry to the upper reaches of the northwest tributary... You know, if there are too many hornets in the forest, it will kill people!..."

"Well. Let's go tomorrow morning! As for now, I will first arrange the camp where the young men are stationed, and guard the night with the warriors."

Pimon clapped his hands and stuffed the last piece of pancake into his mouth. Then, carrying the long gun, he turned around and strode away to arrange the defense for tonight.

"The Lord God blesses the kingdom!"

At the end of summer, the wind is warm, and the mountains and forests are deep and vast. The Yangtze River goes east and winds along the river. Looking at the deep and dangerous night, Chihuaco looked at the mainstream of the river in the east upstream, his eyes became deep.

"Old Pu. Tell me, why did Your Majesty let us travel up the river for more than a thousand miles to come here?"

"Why?"

Puapu scratched his head, thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out. He recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, and guessed according to his own knowledge.

"Maybe I want to see if the waterway in the upper reaches of the Talsas River can be opened up? We came up from the most southwestern seaport and went against the current for two months before we got here. The upstream waterway ahead is said to go straight into Meath I don’t know how long the Turk’s hinterland is...what’s the matter, this largest river in the south is also two thousand miles away!”

"Yes, a long river of two thousand miles! From the Terkos territory, to the hinterland of the Lake Kingdom, to the southern city-states of the Alliance, and then to the messy Mystec city-states, and even to the north of Tela The land of Scala... this long river connects all the southern tribes together..."

Hearing this, the old militiaman nodded in approval and sighed softly.

"On the way, we saw so many ships and so many captives! If there were no such waterway, tens of thousands of captives would be escorted to the kingdom by land for a thousand miles, and many people would die! And these fleets can transport Captives, of course, can also transport warriors, food, and strange stones from the mountains..."

Speaking of this, the old militiaman paused. His old eyes flashed, revealing the brilliance of thinking and practical wisdom.

"The kingdom has mastered the lower and middle reaches of the river. Now, let us go through this difficult upper reaches... I see, His Majesty is like a greedy giant anteater! The whole river is stretched out by him Red tongue, you want to eat the land and tribes along the way like ants, eating one bite at a time!"

"Uh! Old man Qi, what nonsense are you talking about? How dare you speak ill of His Majesty!"

Hearing these words, Puap shuddered. He looked around nervously, but he was relieved when he saw no other figures. He pursed his lips and lowered his voice.

"...However, what you said makes sense... To the east of the Kingdom of the Lake is the Mexica Alliance, and to the north is the desolate Northland. King Avet of the Alliance is also a mature jaguar. He Controlling the Mexica Alliance, constantly conquering the four directions, blocking the way for the kingdom to expand eastward...If your majesty wants to extend his hand to the rich southern city-states and the various eastern ministries, there is only one long river to rely on!"

"And if the upper reaches of this long river can be dredged and large ships can really pass through, then the tens of thousands of legions in the kingdom... can even bypass the fortress and appear in the alliance..."

Having said that, the two of them stopped talking for a while. In the hearts of the Prepecha warriors, there is no king of the alliance.

The night wind blows ~lightnovelpub.net~ The bonfire flickers and flickers. After a while, the old militiaman sighed quietly.

"The mountains in the south are as numerous as the leaves on a tree. The river in the south is the trunk of the tree. As for the tribes in the south, they are just thorny bees hiding in the leaves... I don't know when, It will come out and stab you!..."

"Kill!...ah!...uh...ho ho..."

The sound of short fighting suddenly came from the northeast of the river bank, right where the warriors were patrolling. From a distance of two miles, the sound was urgent and harsh, like bobcats fighting and biting in the forest at night.

The two captains heard the reputation and looked, but in the dark night, they couldn't see clearly, they could only see very dark shadows. Puap pulled out the copper ax and held it tightly in his hand. Then he turned his head and grinned.

"Old Qi, the bees are popping up and stabbing people. It's now!"

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