The sun rose to the sky, and the smoke from the kitchen never stopped. A thousand Tlaxcalan archers squatted outside the station, eating their lunch in a mess. They had just formed an army, trekking from two counties in the south, their military appearance and discipline were at the level of the kingdom's trained militia.

However, after experiencing the cruel and unusual conquest of the East, the strict obedience of the water valley city, the long and restless migration of thousands of miles, and the difficult and exhausting farming and road construction in the south of the kingdom... The Tlaxcala archers who managed to make it to the top of the battalion have already The awareness of tribal resistance has been completely obliterated, and they have become obedient and obedient, becoming a usable kingdom army.

"Hmm!... Know how to be in awe and obey orders, they are all a good group of eagle cubs!..."

After the woodpecker Epeck ate the tortillas in two bites, he carried the battle flag and patrolled around the archers under him. And as long as he appeared, the Tlaxcala archers would immediately stop to eat and bow their heads respectfully to him.

Epeck looked carefully, and there was not only fear and obedience in the simple eyes of these archers, but also an obvious look! This kind of look, just like the serfs that Epeck had seen in the army, was an urgent desire to make military exploits, grant land and slaves, and change the fate of himself and his family! And for this goal, killing and being killed is very common for these warlike tribes who are used to life and death and sacrifices.

"Military merit granting fields...the only way out for the surrendered tribes is to climb the mountains of the kingdom..."

Epeck groaned, his eyes moved down slightly. In this thousand-man battalion, most of the tribal archers wore the amulet of the sun hummingbird on their necks, and some even had their emblem pattern engraved on their foreheads, and even wore an extra amulet of the **** of death, the black wolf. The addition of this kind of **** belief, sufficient food supplies along the way, and the encouragement of military merits finally maintained the morale of the army at a level worthy of a battle.

"Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Highness! After the meal, let's set off as a team!"

The battle flag waved, pointing north. The officers of the kingdom waved the shafts of copper spears and shouted loudly, using "hit" and "roar", and lined up the tribal archers into an uneven marching team. Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of the head of the post station, Luo Duyi, and the chief of the village, Tai Shishan, they headed northward with noisiness, leaving only mess and smoke along the way.

"Lord God! This messy battalion finally left!..."

Tai Shishan, the leader of the village, curled his lips, looked at the tribal archers heading north, and shook his head.

"Old Luo, look at their ghostly appearance. They can't even line up well. Do they seem capable of fighting?"

"Like! Can!"

The postmaster Luo's one-armed answer was concise but sure.

"Huh? Why?"

"Look at their eyes, arms, and fingers. They are all very good archers! Archers shoot arrows from a distance, and they don't need to line up neatly."

"...Uh! Whether you can fight or not is not just based on archery skills..."

Tai Shishan, the leader of the village, pursed his lips and retorted somewhat unconvinced.

"When I was on the northern expedition, I also met those dog descendants who were good at shooting. As long as they lined up and charged up, and fought face to face for a while, the dog descendants of the brigade would flee, running as fast as rabbits!..."

"The Lord God bears witness! Taishan, this is different."

"It's different there? It's all the same mess, the same shooting skills!"

"Um…"

Postmaster Luo scratched his head with one arm and one hand, thought for a while, and replied seriously.

"They have the weapons, armor and food of the kingdom, and they are commanded by the officers of the kingdom..."

"They believe in the main god, and the **** will give them courage. They come from the east and the south, and there is no retreat..."

"They are the same as I was back then. They can only risk everything, seize this only opportunity, and fight with their lives... the Lord God's blessing!"

Hearing this, Tai Shishan, the leader of the village, stared at the northern sky, watching those disappearing figures, and remained silent for a long time. It wasn't until the working village young men returned in groups that he sighed softly.

"Lord God bless! Lao Luo, it's time to stew meat..."

There is very little rain in late autumn on the plateau, which is a season suitable for marching. After building sections of dirt roads and county roads, the marching speed became even faster.

Woodpecker Epeck estimated that before the road was built, a thousand-man battalion could often march 30 miles a day in order to maintain a stable speed and spare capacity for coping with long-distance marches on the plateau. After repairing smooth dirt roads and county roads, the daily marching speed can be increased to 50 miles.

"Lord God bless! With a flat county road, this march saves a lot of energy... and from here to Hekou County in the north, there are only 80-90 miles left. Hurry up, before noon the day after tomorrow, I will definitely be able to catch up." arrive!"

Thinking of this, Woodpecker Epeck's hanging heart finally became much more at ease. The archers under him are all lightly armed troops, and when they march in a hurry, they don't need to think about the next day's actions, and their speed can be doubled. Therefore, in front of so many nobles and priests, the grand ceremony at noon the day after tomorrow will definitely arrive on time!

"Haha! Although the villages and fields in the north are only two hundred miles apart, they are very different from Gyeonggi!..."

The woodpecker, Epeck, was relieved, and now he had the leisure to look at the villages and fields along the road. He also recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, comparing the differences across the kingdom.

"The characteristic of Gyeonggi County is the military manor. There are fourth-level warriors and first-level military nobles who granted land everywhere. There are also large and small manors everywhere, as well as Chinanpa on the lake..."

Epeck the woodpecker rubbed his chin, remembering his estate in Patzcuaro Lake District. As a first-class military nobleman, he was also confiscated with 800 acres of land and 40 serfs farming the land. But in fact, after several years of fighting and reclamation, the area of ​​his manor has actually reached more than 1,000 mu, and there are more than 50 serfs, and there are more than a dozen children from the tribe who defected from the Mexica Alliance. . And the neighbors around him are all military nobles of the kingdom who accompanied His Highness to the west and owned hundreds of thousands of acres of land.

Such large and small military manors cover the entire Patzcuaro Lake District. The military nobles and warriors in the manor are also the most loyal pillars of the kingdom. In the autumn harvest season that just passed, the entire Gyeonggi County was full of prosperity and prosperity!

"Under the construction of countless prisoners of war and slaves, a long embankment of white stone has been built on Lake Patzcuaro, and the 'cement' of volcanic ash has been poured. This large lake that floods during the rainy season has been initially tamed, just like surrendering at the feet of the Lord God The huge anaconda, obediently obeying God's will..."

"In the rainy season that just passed, the precipitation was blocked and accumulated by the dam, and no flood was caused. A series of well-built canals led the lake water, irrigating the large fertile fields along the lake, and moistening the farmland on the fertile fields. Groups of serfs Busy in the field, waving new farm tools, harvesting the emerald green and yellow corn fields. The small chinapa floating fields have finally been built on the corner of the lake, ready to harvest multiple times a year! And in the corner of the field , it is a compost pit dug to prepare fertilizer for the high-yielding Chinampa floating fields..."

Thinking of Chinampa in the Lake District, Epe the woodpecker smiles all over his face. With Chinampa Floating Fields, it truly feels like home to the Mexica! And if the entire Lake Patzcuaro can be completely divided and tamed by the kingdom like Lake Texcoco. Then the Chinampa floating fields and Milpa farmland along the lake alone can support half a million people in the entire Gyeonggi!

Yes, after the conquest and migration of the Eastern Expedition, the capital of the Kingdom of the Lake, which is more than 200 miles away, has reached the size of 500,000 people. Four-tenths of the population of Gyeonggi, nearly 200,000 people, are serfs, labor slaves, and miners who produce wealth.

Among them, the serfs of military nobles and warriors at all levels accounted for about 85%; the miners in the mining area and smelter of Black Rock City accounted for 10%; the slaves who built embankments and temples in the center of the royal family accounted for the remaining half become. This number is still increasing with the kingdom's external expansion and with the arrival of batches of prisoners of war, but the ratio is roughly the same.

As for the slaves of the kingdom, there are two ways to change their destiny. One is to survive a long period of time and become a commoner after working for ten years according to the Islamic law. And the other is to join the army to fight and make military exploits for the master. If he is promoted to a warrior, he will automatically get rid of his status as a slave.

Of course, the woodpecker Epeck didn't know about these populations and numbers. As a military aristocrat with a bright future, the Gyeonggi Lake District in his memory is a kind of prosperity blessed by the gods, guided by His Royal Highness, and created by the warriors of the kingdom!

"In the prosperous Patzcuaro Lake District, there are emerging military manors everywhere. Small boats carrying stones and wood are constantly flowing, and building materials are transported from the mountains in the west. In the military manors along the lake area, there are tall Wooden and stone houses, vast fertile farmland, the fenced market, and teams of kingdom warriors patrolling!…”

"In front of the tall houses, the young warriors are training martial arts and archery under the guidance of their elders. In every manor of each household, there will be several warriors and the same number of servants. The warriors are dressed in refined They wear leather armor, helmets, big bows on their backs, and copper axes and spears... They are well-equipped and dare to face any enemy, even their servants are also well-equipped!  …”

"In the vast farmland, the serfs wielded wooden, stone, iron, and even bronze farm tools to reap abundant crops. The priests guided a new harvest 'ritual' to fertilize the land, and even found some stones to increase production... Grain filled the barns, and pumpkins fed the serfs. Few wanted to run away, because there was a greater chance of starving, being killed, and being captured in the wild..."

"In the circled market, goods from all directions are waiting to be traded. There are obsidian sacrificial vessels from the alliance ~lightnovelpub.net~ gold and silver ornaments from the people in the clouds, spices and dyes from the people on the seashore, and dyes from the forest The feathers and clothing of the people, the jade opals from the southwestern mountains, and even the fur and horns from the northern wilderness... are all waiting to be traded by military warriors!"

As a military nobleman, from the perspective of the woodpecker Epeck, the prosperity of the kingdom should be like this. This kind of prosperity comes from the fighting of warriors, the conquest of legions, and the labor of serfs. This is the prosperity of military nobles, and it is also the stable pillar of the kingdom and the inexhaustible driving force for expansion!

And this kind of prosperity, compared with the Mexica alliance, the kind of prosperity that only belongs to the nobles, is more sincerely supported and supported by the warriors!

"Prosperity from the land, and prosperity from war...The warrior's manor is like a flower, blooming on Patzcuaro Lake in Gyeonggi, just like the most beautiful Chinanpa!...Praise the Lord God and King!..."

Reminiscing for a moment, Epeck the woodpecker was excited. He couldn't help chanting in a low voice, it was a hymn created by the poets of Qincongcan King's Capital. But after reciting, he looked at both sides of the road, the large harvested fields, and villages full of people, but once again felt another kind of prosperity. A kind of prosperity that is strange to him, rare in the alliance, and belongs to the common people!

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