Chapter 202 Post-War Summary Part 2

The bonfire was burning brightly, dispelling the chill of the night and making the faces of the generals turn red. On these calm faces, there is not only the ferocity after the fight, the high spirits after the victory, and the joy of celebration; but they are also mixed with different emotions of either obvious closeness or secret alienation.

It is now halfway through February, and the army has been on the road for nearly a year. Schulot led the Northern Army and achieved successive victories. The generals gathered from all over the world, followed the Black Wolf's flag, and gathered around His Highness to form a powerful legion. They worked hard in the victorious collective, and gradually moved closer to each other, forming prototypes of different factions.

At this time, following His Highness's words, all the generals started to look at the two generals of Tarasco in the tent.

Ezpin lowered his head and saluted His Highness, freeing himself from the embarrassment. He took a few steps and came to Horta's side, smiled happily, and raised his glass in greeting.

"Master of the Sky Family, congratulations on your joining! I have heard about the reputation of the Sky Family since I was a child, and it feels like flying high above the clouds. I am so emotional and overjoyed to be able to meet you here today!"

Hearing this, Horta smiled and bowed his head in return. He was still too young and had never experienced the life of the lower class. He was unable to distinguish the complex emotions in these words. He just said it sincerely.

"Thank you for your congratulations, General Ezpin! You are so good at fighting. I wonder which glorious family you come from? Please stay close to each other and give us more advice in the future!"

Seeing Horta's show of kindness, Ezpin felt happy, yet complicated. A few years ago, he was just an ordinary militia captain, as humble as a weed lying on the ground. In the Kingdom of Tarasco, which has a heavier bloodline, he is destined to struggle in the dirt all his life, with no chance of success! The great nobles of Tarasco are as high as the sky and as far away as the sky, and they will never look at themselves. At this time, as noble as the head of the Sky Family, he had to bow his head in front of him and smile to please him!

Ezpin looked at His Highness, who also looked at him with a smile. With a surge in his heart, he once again faced His Highness and saluted deeply from the bottom of his heart. Then, he stood there, looked at young Horta, and gradually straightened his back. More than ten years of ordinary resentment suddenly dissipated, and a higher desire sprouted in his heart.

He thought for a moment, reorganized his words, and spoke with a calm smile.

"I come from a commoner family, and I only have the glory I have today by following His Highness loyally. Master of the Sky Family, following His wise Highness will be the most correct choice for you in this life! Let us praise the Lord God and praise the brave and wise Oanda General, he will ascend to the kingdom of the Lord God!”

Then, Ezpin raised the wine glass with his four-fingered left hand, touched it to Horta, and spoke with deep meaning.

"Sky Horta of Chapala, for the sake of the origins of my hometown, I have two words left for you as a guideline for your actions. Following your great highness is like following the newborn sun; believing in the supreme god is like believing in Loyalty and piety are our only path and the shortcut to the light!"

Horta was stunned for a moment, looking at the confident and majestic General Ezpin, looking at the back that had straightened out of nowhere, as if he had seen with his own eyes that the weeds had grown into cocoa. After a long while, he hurriedly thanked her and drank the wine.

Shulot saw everything with his eyes. He smiled and nodded, patting Ezpin on the shoulder. The Mexica Legion was able to conquer the lands of Tarasco, but to establish a truly effective rule, it had to embrace local heroes. He will treat everyone equally and fairly to the greatest extent possible, and provide a path of continuous integration and improvement.

Afterwards, the generals also came forward one after another to have a drink with Horta. Within a moment, the young head of the family became drunk and became dizzy. His Highness seemed to ask something else, but he answered truthfully one by one, and finally took advantage of the situation and fell drunk at the table.

Shulot waved his hand, and two guards came forward and took Orta to a corner to rest. The debate in the big tent continues. The young commander summoned the commanders of the warrior battalions and praised the longbow guards, the royal archers, and the vigorous crossbowmen from the temple guards. The three thousand shooting corps only suffered one or two hundred casualties, but they poured out tens of thousands of feather arrows. They shot and killed thousands of samurai militiamen and completely defeated the militia army in the front line!

"The crossbowmen are the alliance's advantage! But the cost of arrows is huge, and the logistical pressure is as heavy as a mountain. The arrows accumulated for several months were all used up in the first battle, and there are very few left. The production cost of these arrows is even Better than gunpowder bullets!”

Shulot thought deeply and felt a little headache. War is endless consumption, and lives and wealth are burned rapidly in the flames of war. After this battle, the legions need to be recuperated, the prisoners need to be trained and processed, and the logistics need to be transported.

"It's better to leave all these complicated affairs to my father!"

Thinking of the support at the rear, the young commander relaxed and smiled. He smiled and waved, calling the nobles and generals of the western city-states to him, and praised them loudly.

"The Western City-State Legion defeated the militia on the outer edge of the enemy army and assisted the attack on both wings. You have also made great achievements! You have proved your bravery and the glory of your family! The God of War will bless you!"

Hearing His Highness's praise, the nobles of the Western States held their heads high and were in high spirits. In this battle, they first faced the enemy militia, killing and capturing many, and then pursued the enemy's logistics and seized a lot of property. Four thousand well-equipped city-state warriors suffered four to five hundred casualties, most of them minor injuries.

Even in the commander's tent, nobles everywhere still feel good. They beat their bare chests vigorously, quarreled with each other, and boasted in low voices of their prowess.

Shulot smiled and looked around at the nobles in front of him. Everyone also smiled and saluted loudly to congratulate His Highness on his victory.

"True bravery does not lie in the warrior who kills the enemy alone, but in the heart given to the warrior by God! A brave heart is never blind. It can detect changes on the battlefield and contribute to the overall situation of the war among thousands of troops. ! Remember, the bravery of one person is just a low hill by the lake, but the bravery of thousands of troops is the sacred mountain rising on the plateau! "

The young commander put away his smile and changed his words with a hint of wind and thunder. His eyes were stern, scanning the faces of the city's nobles, and his right hand held the long dagger at his waist. The nobles felt a chill in their hearts, and they obeyed and kept silent, lowering their heads, as if they were facing a pack of wolves facing the Wolf King.

The awe-inspiring gaze did not last long. The majestic Highness only gave the nobles of the city-state a slight warning, and then laughed loudly again.

"In this battle, the most courageous among the city-state legions were the mountain families from Trocan State! They only had a few hundred people, but they were able to muster up the courage to pursue the thousands of feathered legions! They defeated the Chapala nobles at the rear. , captured the noble flag! Come, take a few steps forward, Commander of the Mountain Family, to accept this heroic honor!”

After finally hearing His Highness's reward, young Izel's face turned red and he was extremely excited. He strode forward and knelt down before His Majesty.

"Dear Your Highness, the Shanluan Family is willing to fight for the Lord God, fight for the Alliance, and die for Your Highness!"

Schlott looked carefully at Izel who was coming out of the queue, and was slightly confused. This was not consistent with the mountain commander he remembered.

"Brave warrior, are you the commander of the Mountain Family? Tell me your name!"

"Izel, Izel of the Mountain Family! I am the successor commander of the Mountain Family. My brother died bravely in the battle just now and went to the Kingdom of God with glory!"

Izel suppressed his emotions and tried to show sadness and longing.

Hearing this, the young commander nodded clearly.

"Izel, 'eyes of darkness, face that cannot be seen'. This is a very beautiful name. Are you the bastard of the Shanluan family?"

The Shanluan family was named after the sacred mountain in the west. A descendant of the Goddess who claimed to be the Mother Goddess of the Earth would never give such a name to his direct heir.

Hearing His Highness's question, Izel suddenly felt nervous. He was uneasy in his heart and replied in a low voice.

"Yes, Your Highness. My mother is a commoner and I will take over the flag of the mountains, fight bravely, and follow you loyally!"

Shulot looked at the young man kneeling at his feet. He saw such a familiar light in the other person's eyes, which was the desire from the heart.

Eyes in the dark, face that cannot be seen. Trocan State is located in the west of the Valley of Mexico. It is in a key location. It is the place where the Leman River first flows. The Mountain family is a glorious noble in the city-state, with nearly a thousand private soldiers. This time they send troops five hundred.

Shulot's thoughts were spinning, and he made a decision after a moment! He smiled gently and patted Izel's shoulder affectionately.

"A true warrior, regardless of origin, will honor the entire family! Izel, like you, my mother is also a commoner. In today's battle, you have proven yourself! Judge the situation and pursue accurately. You have the wisdom to Eyes, but also a brave heart!”

The young commander had a smile in his eyes. As a commander who has an overview of the overall situation, he naturally knows that Izel's "appropriate" pursuit. This is a family concubine who is flexible in means and also lacks the courage to change his destiny.

"Then, I'll give you this chance!"

Xiuluo made up his mind and laughed loudly. He took off the long obsidian dagger from his waist and handed it to the kneeling Izel, like handing out a slate of fate.

"Military merit is the most important thing in the alliance, but I like warriors the most! Izel, you have the bravery of an army. I give you the weapons you carry with you as proof of your honor!"

Hearing His Highness's words, Izel raised his head in disbelief and looked at the noble man who stretched out his arm. He took the dagger tremblingly and held it tightly with both hands. Then, the young warrior bowed his head obediently, let His Highness's palm fall on his hair, and performed a courtesy of allegiance.

"Your Highness, you are the dazzling sun shining in the sky of Tarasco! I will lead the warriors of the Mountain Family and follow you to the death!"

The young commander naturally shook the young warrior's hair and said softly with a smile.

"The sun not only shines in the sky, but also shines on the sacred mountains in the west. Prove your loyalty and bravery, and you will get everything you desire!"

Then, Shulot looked around at the generals and spoke in a deep voice.

"The Lord God blesses warriors, and the alliance is led by military merit! As long as they make military exploits, a bastard can inherit the family. As long as they kill the enemy bravely, militiamen can be promoted to warriors, and warriors can be promoted to nobles! And those who destroy the country can be crowned king!"

Having said this, Shulot paused for a moment. He looked solemnly, watching every general in the tent, and spoke word by word.

"Whether it is a royal warrior or a city-state warrior; whether it is a spear militia or a tribal hunter; whether it is the Mexica Legion, the Otomi Legion, or the surrendered Tarasco Legion! You are all my warriors and my generals. ! The light of the Lord God shines on His people, and the foundation of the alliance is promoted with military merit. I will treat everyone equally and give each of you a chance!"

The young commander's eyes looked at the generals, lingered on the faces of Natalie and Ezpin, and finally fell on Horta, who was pretending to sleep.

"Remember, loyalty and piety are the only way. Ability and merit determine how far you can go! The generals will work together to capture the royal capital south and conquer the Kingdom of Tarasco. I will seal the king here and fight with you. You share it!”

The calm words came from His Highness's mouth, but they were like thunder falling from the sky. The minds of all the generals in the big tent went blank. Even though such news had spread long ago, everyone was still shocked and stunned. After a moment, "Monkey" Kuruka and veteran Etalik looked at each other and congratulated each other.

"Destroy the country and make the king, and celebrate the Lord!"

"The sun rises to the middle of the sky, and its rays shine on the land in the lake!"

Afterwards, the generals who reacted bowed their heads one after another and expressed their determination one after another.

"Capture Qinchongcan City and massacre the royal family of Tarasco! The hummingbirds of the holy city should establish their kingdom in the land of hummingbirds!"

This is the fierce jaguar, Orosh.

"The glory of the Lord God should shine on the land of alien gods and bring light to every people in darkness!"

This is the devout leader of the Divine Blessings, Natalie.

"Follow the reborn sun, let all Prepecha people bathe in the light of His Highness and walk on the broad road!"

This is the loyal general, Ezpan.

"I would like to be His Highness's eyes, staying on the mountains in the west and looking towards the east where the sun rises!"

This is the young samurai next to him, Izel.

Shulot tilted his head slightly, looked at Izel, and showed a satisfied smile. Out of his sight, Horta was lying on the table, his expression complex and changing, and he murmured softly.

"When the old sun sets and the kingdom falls, I only want to keep my hometown and let the sky return to the lake."

After the excited cheers, there was a hearty drink. The generals opened their minds, shouted loudly, and drank together. When the wine was full, some warriors danced lively war dances and recited traditional poems.

"Life is all about singing, dancing and fighting! Look at the spring flowers blooming and the autumn leaves withering. The life and death of a warrior only lasts a moment, but the glory of the battlefield is eternal!"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, someone sang a sacrificial poem in praise of the gods, which fit perfectly with the poetry.

"Only the stars shine in the night sky. Only the moon spreads darkness. Only the sun shines!

Star in the enlightening east, I follow your direction and look for the path of new life.

Moon that covers the sky, I fear your power and submit to the fate of death.

And the sun that lights up the heaven and earth, you are everything in my heart, deciding rebirth and death!

Praise be to you, God of rebirth and death, Shulotel! .”

The generals held military meetings all night long and drank happily all night long. Shulot felt happy, tasting the wine of victory. Half drunk and half awake, he sat on the main seat and looked at the ventilated skylight on the top of the tent. The starlight and moonlight gradually dimmed, and the morning light rose silently, piercing the vast night sky. Outside the big tent, it is the end of night and the dawn of the sky.

Ah, the New Year is here, and I am very happy and busy. The author salutes everyone and wishes everyone a happy Spring Festival and all the best!