Chapter 189 The Storm Rises in the Capital

The golden sunshine shines through the swirling divine smoke and falls on the towering "House of Wind" Yakata, like a blessing from the gods. The sacred pyramid then became bright and flowing, its light shone, and it was extremely bright. The sacred fire on the pyramid never stops day and night, and the grand sacrifices, songs and dances never stop.

However, the war situation gradually overturned, and simple sacrifices could no longer calm the hearts of the nobles. The Northern Army of Mexico quickly moved south, and the well-informed nobles responded.

Chihuaco stood outside the city gate several meters high and saw refugees from all directions pouring into the capital, seeking the strongest shelter in the capital. The refugees lined up in a long queue, but the queue entering the city was constantly interrupted. From time to time, nobles, big and small, dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing gold and jade, hurriedly left the city for the fiefdom outside the royal capital, protected by dozens of family-crested warriors. Whenever a team leaves the city, it means that the defensive force in the city is weakened.

Encountering a noble master who was eager to leave the city, the hummingbird warrior leading the team had an angry look on his face, but he could only stand waiting outside the city gate with his hands tied. The old militiaman looked at the expressions of these nobles, and then at the warriors of the chief family, and felt enlightened.

"When the noble gentlemen leave the city, I'm afraid they will never come back again. These gentlemen are on the run! Could it be that even the fortified royal capital cannot be defended?"

Chihuaco was looking around when he suddenly heard a commotion. A majestic and tall old man in rich attire, surrounded by dozens of bronze-axe guards, walked towards the city gate with vigorous steps.

The war had only lasted for more than half a year, but Chief Minister Zinzini seemed to have aged ten years. His face was wrinkled and his hair was completely white. However, his eyes were still firm, and there was also a coldness in his eyes. The chief approached the city gate and after a brief glance, the anger on his face became more obvious. Then, he identified a hereditary nobleman who was saluting at the city gate. His rank was just right and he could use his head.

Then, the old man in colorful clothes pointed his hand and shouted loudly.

"Leaving the city without permission from the king is a betrayal of the gods and the king! Catch him, the descendants of the nobles will be executed on the spot, and the family warriors will be recruited into the army!"

At the city gate, facing the chief's order, the hereditary nobles looked horrified. He panicked and explained.

"Chief, there are many nobles before me."

Beside the old militiaman, the hummingbird warrior leading the team has been paying attention to the chief family head, guessing the family head's thoughts. He was closest to the hereditary nobleman, and as soon as he heard the order, he suddenly pounced from behind. Then, without waiting for the noble to finish speaking, he thrust out his spear and penetrated the opponent's heart from behind. The tip of the spear came out from the chest, and blood immediately splattered. The hereditary noble just said "ah" twice, then fell to the ground and died, like a red petal. Then, the surrounding guards swarmed up, disarmed the noble family warriors and took them away.

Seeing this sudden scene, the old militiaman Chihuaco shuddered. He looked at the noble nobles who were above him and were casually executed like weeds, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.

"It turns out that noble men can also be killed easily."

There was a moment of awe inside and outside the city gate. Zinzini looked at everyone's expressions, nodded slightly, and gave the order again.

"Cut off the head and hang it on the south gate for public display! Anyone who leaves the city without permission will be put to death, as will the nobles! Close the four gates, leaving only the south gate for refugees to enter. The able-bodied refugees will be recruited into the army on the spot. Among them, the young and strong women will be arranged by the logistics camp, and the rest, the old and the weak, will be dispersed and not allowed to stay near the capital!"

After hearing the chief's order, the surrounding warriors followed the order and left. Then, Zinzini looked at the family warrior who took action first, his face vaguely familiar. He didn't bother to remember, but just spoke.

"You did a good job! If you sign up, you should be rewarded!"

"Dear head of the family, I am Puap from the 'Huitu' family, and I am willing to die for you!"

Puap, the hummingbird warrior, knelt down and saluted respectfully.

The chief minister nodded slightly. "Huitu" is the name inherited by civilian warriors, and is also a family warrior who has served the Hummingbird family for generations. He pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"It turns out he is the son of Lao Huitu. Puap, from today on, you are a military noble, a warrior captain who can lead a hundred people! However, there are no warriors for you, so you have to recruit them yourself. I allow you to promote the militia and become a warrior. that power!"

Speaking of this, Zinzini glanced at the militiamen following behind. As his majestic gaze passed by, the militiamen bowed their heads at the same time. Chihuaco also felt cold and lowered his head.

"Puap, you are a warrior of the Hummingbird family for generations. I have a task for you! You lead the recruited warrior team to intimidate and pacify the tens of thousands of Tekos militia scattered in the city. Of course, there will be other warrior teams with you. Cooperate. Remember, these tribesmen are unruly and often harass you. If necessary, use the decisive measures you just used!"

Upon hearing the reward, Puap was overjoyed and kowtowed five times on the ground. Then, he raised his green and red forehead and accepted the order with a fierce expression.

"Master, follow your orders! If the Tekos people dare to disobey orders, I will take off their heads and build them in front of the tower of the Moon Goddess!"

The chief minister stared at the fierce hummingbird warrior for a while, thought for a moment, and continued.

"Okay! Puap, I believe in your bravery! However, we need to rely on these Tekos tribes to defend the city. You go and get a batch of food, wine, and country women to comfort you. The hounds must obey orders. If you want to be beaten with a whip, you will also be rewarded with two bones!”

Upon hearing this, Puap bowed his head respectfully and paid homage. The chief minister took one final glance at the tiny ants outside the city, then strode away and returned to the highest "Palace of Winds".

It wasn't until the chief's figure disappeared from the distance that Puap stood up and glanced around fiercely. Then, he proudly raised his head and looked at the militiamen behind him.

"The Supreme Chief has just appointed me as a military noble, warrior captain! You are lucky, there are only a dozen warriors in the team now. Since you have all been in battle, I will give you a chance to become a warrior: I am loyal, and from now on, you can also call yourself a samurai master!"

All the militiamen looked at Chihuaco together, and Puap also followed his gaze with some surprise. The old militiaman was slightly in a trance, with the chief's last words always in his mind, "Reward country women." It wasn't until Puap shouted in dissatisfaction that the old militiaman reacted. He thought for a moment and fell to the ground.

"My great noble lord, Chihuaco pledges allegiance to you! From now on, you are the tallest corn stalk, and we are all pumpkins under your feet. We must die before you!"

Seeing the old uncle kneeling down, many militiamen also fell at Puap's feet one after another, calling him "noble master".

Puap, the hummingbird warrior, laughed at these popular flatteries. He stretched out his hand, imitating the movements of noble men, and held Chihuaco's little remaining hair. Then, he looked around proudly and said loudly.

"Let's go to the logistics camp! Let's give each of you a country girl first, and then we can have a good time with food and wine! Then come with me to deal with those Tecos barbarians. Wait until Mexica is defeated Man, there are many good days ahead!”

Puap's laughter floated in the winter sunshine. He is the corn at the bottom of the mountain, feeling only brilliance and warmth. But at this time, the chief minister was standing in the green pines on the top of the mountain, feeling the infinite desolation and chill.

In the magnificent "Palace of Winds", Zinzini looked at the murals of the royal family, hid his fingers in his sleeves, and silently calculated the strength of the troops in his hands. The incompetent "Crocodile" lost the river mouth fortress, the Mexica army quickly moved south, and the reinforcements from the Lake Chapala area were still halfway there.

Now, he only has the last 1,500 royal warriors in his hands who can obey the orders of the palace. The priests actually have a thousand temple guards stationed near the "House of Winds" pyramid, unable to command them at all. As for the private soldiers of the nobles of all sizes in the capital, it is estimated that there are still a little more than a thousand left. These private soldiers of the nobles were also difficult to command, but they were forcibly enclosed and guarded in the city by him.

"Based on this, the total number of warriors in the capital is less than 4,000. The royal warriors need to suppress the city, and neither the temple guards nor the noble private soldiers can be mobilized. The capital has completely lost the ability to go out to fight in the field. Damn it, Os Let’s kill him! Five parts of the body will be sacrificed to the gods!”

The chief's eyes were slightly red. Immediately, he remembered the situation of the militia in the capital and relaxed a little.

After urgent promises and recruitment, the southern Tekos tribe once again sent 15,000 militiamen, who arrived in the lake area last month. He dispatched 5,000 Tecos militiamen and 500 royal warriors to Huayamo Fortress, a hundred miles to the north, as the outermost line of defense of the royal capital. Then, he recruited the remaining 10,000 Tekos militiamen and entered the capital to garrison them. At the same time, after cobbling together here and there, the Lake District recruited another 10,000 militiamen who could only defend the city, including white heads and young men.

"At this moment, there are 20,000 militiamen in the capital to help defend the city, as well as food and grass collected from all over the lake area. Relying on the tall city wall and sufficient food, we should be able to hold on for several years!"

The situation deteriorated rapidly. Faced with the crisis of the kingdom's destruction, Zinzini no longer considered the future development. He has sent out warriors to completely plunder all the villages and towns around the lake area within three to five days. All grain was confiscated and all young women were sent to the army. The prosperous villages and towns were reduced to scorched earth, leaving no usable food and people for the Mexicans!

Thinking of this, Zinzini closed his eyes again, his thoughts were surging, and his heart was like a knife. Outside the capital, villages and communities have become empty, and decades of hard work have been ruined. In the capital, the chiefs of Tekos married royal ladies, and the tribesmen robbed and harassed everywhere, causing chaos in the prosperous capital. The eyes of the chief minister were red, and the murderous intention came to his heart again.

"The Russians should be killed! Damn it, the river mouth fortress was lost too quickly! The Mexicans quickly went south and cut off the northern passage, and all arrangements were ineffective!"

Jinzini calculated silently, and the situation in the kingdom that he had been thinking about day and night was clearly reflected in his mind.

The thousand warriors sent to the Akanbarobang fortress complex were separated from the capital before they could play a role in raiding. At this time, there should be nearly 3,000 warriors and more than 10,000 militiamen in Akambalo State, but they cannot be transferred back to the capital safely. These northern remnants must be under the supervision of the Mexicans. As long as they leave the fortress, they will not be able to withstand the assault of five thousand Mexican warriors.

At the Huayamo Fortress in the northern lake area, the five hundred royal warriors and five thousand Tekos militia stationed could only barely resist for a while. His original plan was to gather reinforcements from the Lake Chapala area here, and then move the army north to relieve the siege of the river mouth fortress.

Under the persuasion of the royal elders and under the condition of granting the king autonomy, the Chapala Lake area with a population of 600,000 truly mobilized. The nobles, big and small, gathered 10,000 warriors and 20,000 militiamen, and a total of 30,000 troops marched south along the interior of Sakapu State. Seeing that in another two weeks, the reinforcements would arrive at the Huayamo Fortress and join the army in the capital, but the Mexica captured the river mouth fortress and got stuck in front of Huayamo.

"The 'crocodile' should be killed! And the 'feather' should be killed too!!"

Zinzini can figure it all out without the need for a scout report. "Feather" Peng Guali seems to be heroic and courageous, but in fact he is very scheming and only cares about immediate interests. The Chapala Corps led by him must be stationed somewhere in Sacap State at this time, watching the development of the situation. Once the descendants of the Guamar dogs from the north move south and the Chapala Lake area is threatened, the Chapala Army may simply withdraw north and completely escape the decisive battle that will decide the world.

"Send an envoy with my seal to the Chapala Army in the north! Urge 'Feather' to come to the rescue quickly. In addition, I promised Peng Guari that as long as he arrives in the lake area in time to contain the Northern Army of Mexico, I Just betroth the late king’s princess to him! He should understand what this means!”

Upon hearing this order, the family guards opened their eyes in shock.

"Chief, this kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable to the king!"

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on Zinzini's cold face.

"It doesn't matter. This promise will always have to wait until the end of the war before it can be fulfilled. And by that time, all the chaos will be borne by me alone!"

The family guard was silent for a moment, with tears in his eyes. Then he bowed his head solemnly and saluted, and left solemnly.

Zinzini looked at the mural of the condor and hummingbird, smiled slightly, and showed a cold expression again. A new batch of orders were issued again, and his voice gradually became louder.

"Send an envoy to the east and inform the king of the latest war situation in the north in a low-key manner! In addition, I can't make any mistake in relaying my advice: Your Majesty, when the fire breaks out, the wind should stay away. Let the wildfire sweep across and burn the weeds outside the city. Corn and even cocoa, as long as the divine wind is still there, new seeds will always be sown!”

"An envoy was sent south again, to the mountainous state of Huetamo State, and begged to harass the Mexica people's retreat. They also promised to entrust the prince with enfeoffment and betrothed to the royal princess!"

"Send a divine envoy to Tlaxcala to inform the four alliance leaders that the Kingdom of Tarasco can no longer hold on for long. Once the kingdom is destroyed, they will be able to resist the Mexica alone. The kingdom implores allied allies to mobilize Army, come to the rescue quickly! In addition, inform the priests and elders of Cholula that the Kingdom of Tarasco is willing to convert, respect the holy city of Cholula, and serve the Nahua gods!”

"Finally, send the divine envoys to the southern Mixtec, southeastern Zapotec, northeastern Huastec, eastern Totonac, and even the weak Trapanic! Tell them that if the Kingdom of Tarasco If they don’t want to fall under the war sticks of the Mexican warriors and endure endless tributes and sacrifices, they must resist now!”

"Tarasco does not expect them to bravely raise troops to attack, but at least they must stop paying tribute to the Mexican Alliance! Such a fierce war with a scale of 100,000 people cannot last two years even with the national strength of the Mexicans! After this battle, no matter how big or small the country is, we will all be brothers!”

Zinzini almost roared, shouting out the final instructions, and a strange flush appeared on the face of the chief minister. He gasped for breath, waved his hands to drive away the surrounding guards, and no longer maintained his majestic posture. After a long time, he looked at the last mural and suddenly smiled brightly.

"After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Hummingbird will cease to exist! If the Condor can survive, I will live up to the trust entrusted by the three generations of ancestors. I will fall with a smile from now on, and my soul will forever be lost in the abyss of the earth!"