The night was dark, and the fire in the big tent flickered, licking the warm shadows. In the golden strokes, Xiulot's figure is tall and elongated, gradually devouring the submissive woman. He stood upright, like a lofty eagle, watching the graceful water snake lying on the ground, his eyes were cold, and he gave orders in a deep voice.

"Myawa, since Chief Chichini of the Great Sun wants to surrender and pledge his allegiance to the alliance... then I will give him three days to open the city gate and let the kingdom's legion enter the city!"

Hearing this, Miyawa, the snake priestess, lowered her eyebrows and raised her head, showing a pitiful and seductive face, begging for mercy softly.

"Your Majesty!...All the ministries in Jinwan City want to surrender to you. However, the heads of the ministries are all worried about the alliance's tradition of offering sacrifices..."

"The Eastern Expedition to Totonac is a war of faith to spread the glory of the main god! The descendants of Totonac are not like the descendants of Tlaxcala, who were decreed by the gods and required to be sacrificed."

With a calm expression, Shulot pinched Miawa's smooth chin and spoke lightly.

"The chiefs of the various tribes of Jinwan, if they can surrender their cities and surrender their warriors... I will save their lives and let them go to the capital in the lake or settle in the capital of King Chin Cong Chan. I will give them The title of nobility, enjoy a rich life."

Hearing the king's words, Miyawa was overjoyed at first, and then surprised.

If the chiefs of the Jinwan tribes moved to the two capitals, they would naturally have to give up all their territories and lose the tribes and warriors they had controlled for generations. And in this era of fighting among various ministries, without the warriors in his hands, without the inheritance territory, and only with the title of noble of the kingdom, what status and wealth can he have in the capital where the nobles of Mexico and Canada gather together?

Such a condition was naturally unacceptable to the chiefs of Jinwan, and it was far from the minimum bottom line that Chief Qiqini had stated before she went on a mission.

Thinking of this, Miyawa puffed up her chest, carefully avoiding the blade. She wrapped the king's palm with astonishing abundance, and pleaded again.

"Your Highness, all the tribes of Jinwan have settled here for generations and passed it down for hundreds of years... Chief Dari is willing to swear a blood oath to become your most loyal servant, dedicate all his wealth, and dedicate his beautiful lady... .I just want to guard Jinwan for you..."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Shulot raised his brows. Feeling the warmth and softness in his hand, he pressed the dagger calmly, and spoke coldly.

"Qicini still has such a dream, wanting to keep Jinwan City? If so, you can go back! Wash your neck and chest, and wait for the kingdom's sacrifice!"

"ah!..."

The obsidian dagger was pressed down, and a line of blood suddenly appeared on Miyawa's smooth neck. The kneeling snake priestess' eyes widened instantly, and her whole body trembled slightly. Feeling the tingling pain on her neck, she looked up at the king's face in the shadow, with deep fear in her heart. However, amidst the fear of death, she felt a strange feeling that she had never felt before.

"I hovered on the verge of death, looking up at a man as powerful as a **** of death, bearing his coercion. He controls my life, and I breathe his strong breath..."

Miyawa raised her face, her eyes shifted until she was right in front of her eyes. She trembled from the bottom of her heart, but also longed from her body, she couldn't help but licked her tongue, panting lowly.

"Ah... your mighty Highness... I... have been washed clean, waiting to be sacrificed to you..."

Hearing such an answer, Shulot pursed his lips and frowned. He looked down at the woman under his feet, followed her gaze and looked down, the flame in his heart suddenly started a prairie fire. The woman's expression also changed instantly, revealing a surrender-like reverence.

"Ah! Your Highness, your strength is something I have never seen before!..."

"Myava, don't play such little tricks again! . . . "

Xiulot's expression changed, and he scolded. He stared at the woman's admiring and confused eyes, felt the woman's panting and warm breath, and an instinctive joy and longing gushed out of his body. But this uncontrollable body instinct seemed to be burning with fire, making him hot and irritable like a wild beast. His eyes suddenly became fierce, and there was a murderous intent in his voice.

"The army of the kingdom has the thunder of the **** of war and God's punishment. It doesn't take ten days to capture Jinwan City! And the troops consumed by the siege are all warriors who surrendered, and they will not harm the army of the kingdom at all! Therefore, Mia Wa, my patience is limited and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you..."

"Now, give me another reason to prove your worth, and put forward a practical condition!"

"Ah! Your Highness, the mighty God of Death... the tribes of Jinwan, can lead the army of the kingdom into the city, allowing you to surrender the 15,000-strong Eastern coalition army without many casualties! And, we are the tribes of West Totonak The leader of the alliance can also send guides and envoys to persuade the jungle tribes in the southwest inland to surrender to the army of the kingdom...

Miyawa lowered her brows and looked up at the standing king with her water-like eyes open. She begged softly, hummed softly, swayed and rubbed against her body, like a snake trampled by a condor, using a special way to please the strong.

"Your Highness, we don't have the extravagant hope of keeping Jinwan City, and we are willing to sacrifice the city-state...just to preserve the whole family and obtain a new territory in the southern or western lands..."

"Give up your city-state, betray your allies, and send envoys to surrender to the interior in exchange for preserving your entire clan and moving your territory..."

Hearing these conditions, Xiulot stretched out his hand and pinched the woman's chin to stop her sultry friction and shaking. Amid the woman's cries of pain, he fell silent and thoughtful.

Jinwan City on the coast is located on the route to the east, with convenient sea communication, it must be controlled by the kingdom, even if it is in the way of entrusting children!

However, the location of Jinwan City is too far away. It is 900 miles away from the lake capital of the alliance, and 1,600 miles away from the Qincongcan king capital of the kingdom! Being able to rely on the sea route and control the important places of the coastal city-state is already the limit of the kingdom's capabilities.

As for going deep into the inland ~lightnovelpub.net~ after one or two hundred miles, those undulating jungles, swamps and mountains, the terrain is too complicated, and the distance is too far away. These places, with the current level of traffic, are like South Vietnam in the Qin and Han Dynasties. The cost of rule is too high to be included in the management, and even decent tribute cannot be transported much.

Therefore, Shulot will hand over these vast inland territories to the alliance. And King Avit will not directly rule this place, he will only regard them as transferred territories, and replace and relocate the real powerful nobles in the heart of the alliance to here.

In other words, the Jinwan ministries want to change their territory, which does not conflict with the kingdom's interests. It's just that before they migrate, they must leave enough small holes as the basis for the kingdom to rule the city-state.

After sorting out his thoughts, Shulot lowered his head, looked at Miyawa who was weeping with tears in his eyes, pinched the other's tender face, and said calmly.

"Miyawa, the tribes of Jinwan donated their city-states, let the army enter the town to suppress the coalition army, and then converted to the **** of war as the main god, so that the chiefs and leaders can be preserved, and the wealth in the hands of the chiefs can be preserved. Then, 70% of the tribes will be left behind. Send guides and envoys to persuade you to surrender...I will allow the rest of the people to migrate, and re-establish the city-state in the land of Totonak in the west!"

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