When the general saw Liu Zheng's face, his face changed greatly.

He asked, "Where are you from?" ”

Liu Zheng replied: "I'm from the sea. ”

The general immediately knelt down, and the others followed suit, shouting: "God, the Aztecs have been waiting for your return." ”

Liu Zheng shook his head and said, "I am not your god. I don't like it when you sacrifice to God with a living man. And those gods who accept your sacrifices, I declare them evil gods. ”

The general did not expect Liu Zheng to say this, he was very frightened, and pleaded with his head next to the dirt: "God, please go back with us and tell the people your righteousness, and we will obey." ”

Liu Zheng sneered: "Really? The priests of Quezal Koatl may listen to me, but will the priests of Viccilopochtli listen? ”

The general was silent, Quetzalcoatl and the god of war were mortal enemies, but the god of war was the patron saint of the Aztecs.

Although everyone wants to go back to the golden age when Quetzalcoatl has shaded the world, they dare not turn their backs on the god of war.

Liu Zheng continued: "Go back and tell Montezuma II that I will come to Tenochtitlan with my soldiers and horses, demolish the temples of those evil gods, kill the priests of the evil gods, destroy your barbaric customs, and re-establish a new order. Now, leave those captives behind, and take your men with you, this jungle is already my country. ”

The general rubbed his head twice in the dirt before he raised his head and said, "Yes, I will convey your will, the most honorable of the noble." ”

Then he departed with the Aztecs, and the struggle between the gods was not something he was qualified to put his beak, he could only pass a word.

The general was gone, and Liu Zheng looked at the captives.

He said, "Go back to your tribe and tell your leaders to come to the tribe of White Clay to see me in seven days." ”

All the captives bowed and bowed, and then they departed.

The group continued to move forward, and soon came to the White Clay Tribe.

The Baini tribe lives on a hill called Tiger Hill, and there is a small stream flowing through it on the sunny side.

This creek sometimes attracts jaguars, jaguars, and other predators to come and drink water, so it is called Tiger Hill.

The soil of Tiger Hill is not good for plants to grow, and there are only a few shrubs and weeds on the entire hill.

There are few fruit trees and few animals in the surrounding jungle.

Therefore, the people of the Baini tribe can only grow crops such as corn and sweet potatoes to barely survive.

If there is not enough food, the population will naturally not be able to go up, and the combat effectiveness of the warriors cannot be guaranteed, so the Baini tribe is often oppressed by the surrounding tribes.

After such a bad time, of course they thought about migrating, but the surrounding land had been occupied by other tribes, and they wanted to move to Baini Village, but they were also stopped by other tribes.

The White Clay Priest Clan used to be prominent for a while, and there were many spells that other priest clans couldn't, although now that they are in decline, the other tribes are still very vigilant and will not give them a chance to rise again.

When Liu Zheng arrived, the villagers were working in the fields.

Their farming methods are very primitive and characteristic of tropical rainforests.

First of all, there were tools of labor, there were no ploughing animals, no plough sticks, only pointed hardwood sticks and stone axes, which were used to dig holes in the dirt and sow all kinds of crops, while stone axes were used to cut trees and clear weeds.

In tropical rainforest areas or shrubland areas, there is no vacant land for people to grow food crops, so it is necessary to "open up the land" first.

If they relied entirely on manpower, such primitive labor tools were very inefficient and people would be very tired, so they invented a way to borrow force.

First of all, during the dry season, the trees and undergrowth of the target area are cut down to create a field that can grow food crops.

Cutting down trees uses the "circumferential peeling method", in which the material and nutrient exchange of trees depends on the rhizomes in the bark, and the bark is stripped off to prevent the delivery of nutrients from the roots to the branches, and the trees will wither on their own, so it is easy to cut down.

Next, throw all the trees that have been cut down in the field, wait for them to dry naturally, and then burn them down before the rainy season comes, and the field will be cleared.

Burned trees and weeds also increase the fertility of the land, allowing crops to grow better.

After the fields are cleared, the Baini people will carry a small loan on their shoulders, carry a long stick with a pointed end, light pits in the ground, scatter seeds into it, and bury the land with wooden sticks.

Abundant rainfall in the rainforest will promote seed growth, and a batch of seedlings will soon grow.

But weeds will soon grow again, and the most efficient way to remove weeds is to uproot the grass by hand.

It's not because they don't know how to use tools, but because most of the soil in the rainforest is very shallow, and it is easy to destroy the soil layer with tools, and the only way to use it is to use this seemingly clumsy method.

However, the growth of wild grasses in the rainforest is difficult to control, and after a few years, the weeds will grow very densely, resulting in a decrease in food production.

When people could no longer plant it, they abandoned the old land for several years and allowed it to take a natural succession, so that the shrubs that grew again would block the sun, inhibit the wild grass growth, and restore the humus of the soil.

When the land is suitable for cultivation again, a new round begins.

Not only the Baini people, but almost all the tribes in this jungle are cultivated in this way.

Primitive and inefficient, but it is the most suitable way for them under the current material conditions, it can only be said that one side of the water and soil supports the other side.

Several Baini people were startled by Liu Zheng who came over, the plate armor reflected the silvery cold light in the sun, and their eyes were not angry and arrogant, and their legs trembled a little.

"My brother, you don't need to be afraid, we are from Baini Village, your kindred." A white mud villager comforted.

The patterns on the faces of each tribe are regular, and most of the time they can be recognized by the patterns.

"Ah, it turned out to be the brothers and sisters of Baini Village, how did you come here?" The people of the Baini tribe were delighted and puzzled.

"The gods came down to Baini Village, we were tested by the gods, most of them went to the kingdom of the gods, and the gods left disappointed. Only one man of God had mercy on us, and granted Chief Haka's dying request to bring us to you. Baini villager said.

When they spoke, Liu Zheng did not interject, but listened quietly beside them.

When they finished talking, Liu Zheng pointed to a small hill and said, "I will go to that hill alone and meditate for seven days, and you don't need to offer water or food, and you don't come near." Go and tell your patriarch that he will send someone to inform the tribes that can be notified within three days, and then come with them to me on the hill on the seventh day. I will tell you my right way. ”

With that, he didn't pay any more attention to the crowd, but walked towards the hill.

His steps were enormous, and even in his heavy plate armor, he was still as fast as a startling horse, and he was already far away in a few breaths.

Everyone looked at his back in awe, until they couldn't see him, and then hurried to the tribe to inform the patriarch of the arrival of the gods.

The picture shifts to the other side, in a fairyland-like palace garden, with paths looming in the shadow of roses and many other unknown flowers.

The air is filled with the scent of exotic flowers and fruits, and as far as the eye can see, there are lush fruit trees and a pool of clear spring water.

Each building in the garden is decorated with paintings and carefully crafted multicolored stone objects, which look so brilliant and dazzling.

A middle-aged man wearing a crown inlaid with large pieces of jasper and multicolored feathers on his head was carelessly tugging at the blooming flowers, the petals piled up in a thick layer on the ground.

And he was the ruler of the Aztec Empire, the most powerful man in all of Central America, Montezuma II.

"Your Majesty, the High Priests have arrived." The attendant walked over and said respectfully.

"They're coming a lot faster than usual." Montezuma II scoffed.

The attendant buried his head in silence, the dispute between the king and the priests was not something he was qualified to participate in, and even if he just laughed cooperatively, it might not reach the ears of the priests.

They can't do anything with Montezuma, but they can do it with him.

Montezuma II also knew this, so he didn't take it to heart, and after snorting, he strode towards the main hall.

He walked over to his throne and sat down, condescendingly glancing at the vassals standing at the bottom of the steps.

The priests stood on the left, and the nobles stood on the right, and there was a clear distinction.

"High Priest, why is it that only 50 of our First Legion have been given for this blessing ceremony, which is a full 5 less than last year." The first legion has long hair.

The high priest, who was standing first on the left, did not lift his eyelids and said, "Your sacrifice has not been pleasing to God." ”

The commander of the First Legion said angrily: "Nonsense, it is obvious that the kid of the Dakas family gave you ten virgins of Tlaxcala and stole those five places. ”

The patriarch of the Daqas family was also in the main hall, and of course he couldn't acquiesce, and immediately retorted: "The ten virgins I gave me are just an expression of my respect for the high priest, and they have nothing to do with the quota of the blessing ceremony. Can the Legion Commander deny that the few warriors of our clan got these places because they were strong enough and captured enough enemies? ”

The First Legion snorted and did not take the stubble.

The people of the Dakas family are indeed brave and good at fighting, and the few clansmen who occupy the quota are indeed famous warriors, and they are not unworthy.

But the First Legion is the main legion of the Empire, and if it was swallowed up by 5 places, he definitely couldn't swallow this breath.

But the high priest, as the priest of the god of war and the head of the priests of the gods, has a status only below King Montezuma II, and his question is already the limit, and the king will not support him if he says anything more, so he has to give up for the time being.

Just record this account on the Dakas family, and go back and calculate it carefully.

Montezuma II saw everything in his eyes and sneered in his heart.

The blessing ceremony was a piece of fat in the hands of the high priest, and it was also an important bargaining chip for him to control the power of the nobility and the army.

Every year, the number of places increased or decreased, which could cause infighting between the nobility and the military forces, thus weakening his power as a king.

But in the same way, a harmonious military elite was also a great threat to Montezuma II, and it was exactly what he wanted to do without taking matters into his own hands to cause them to fight.

As for the nobles and the military powers, do they know that who is a fool to sit in this position?