There are four qualified people, that is, the four most powerful city-state leaders of Tlaxcala, that is, the "Four Emperors Co-rule".

These four chiefs control the Great Council, which is made up of 50-200 chiefs, and the Great Council has the power to make decisions that all Tlasra must obey.

The four city-states were Tepetike Park, Okotlco, Kia Westland, and Tisatlan.

The leader of Tisatlan was the Hikoten Cartel, and the leader of Okotlo was Mahiskachin, and the two chieftains were the strongest and had long fought for dominance of Tlaxcala.

Tepetik Park's leader is Hetrato, and Kiawesttland's leader is Tarakat, the two leaders are the weakest, but not much different.

The entire Tlaxcala was able to muster a total of 50,000 soldiers, and the average strength was higher than that of the Aztecs, otherwise it would not have been possible to hold out on the side of Montezuma II's couch for so many years.

"We must break through the Aztec blockade, or sooner or later our people will not be able to hold on." Hetrato said, patting the table.

"I can't hold on anymore, my citizens faint when they stand, and the warriors start to feel weak in their limbs. Without enough salt, the farmer didn't even have the strength to farm. Tarakaat snorted.

"Don't yell at me, you two. The salt is distributed according to the population, and the townspeople of Tisattlan do not take more than yours. The Hikoten Cartel had also been exhausted lately, glaring at them fiercely.

He was old, old-qualified, fair-minded, and prestigious, and Hetrato and Tarakat did not dare to shout anymore when they saw him angry, but only puffed out of their noses.

Mahiskachin coughed and said, "It's not that we don't want to fight now, it's that the situation is forcing it. Now the Aztecs want us to go out and fight him, and without the advantage of the terrain and the camp, we don't have much advantage. To fight a war of attrition, they have a large population and can afford to fight, can we afford to fight? ”

Mahískachin, who was known for his wisdom among the chiefs, was so reasonable that Hetrato and Tarakaat could not refute it, but they were not reconciled, and could only pull their hair in frustration.

Hicoten Cartel sighed and was about to say a few words of comfort, but the general of Taniguchi's guard ran in, looking like he was not giving up.

He frowned, and was about to reprimand him, but he knew that this general was usually cautious and steady, and if it wasn't for a big event, he would never be so flustered.

So he pressed a little unpleasantly and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Chief, there is an army of Ramakats outside the valley, and it seems that the leader of them is the true body of Quetzalcoatl, and now both the Ramakats and the Aztecs are kneeling there?" The general gasped.

"What?!" The four chieftains were so shocked that Hetrato even kicked over his chair.

"Could it be a ploy by the Aztecs?" Mahiskachin was the first to be skeptical.

"Probably not, if they want to trick us out, then they should pretend to go to war and seduce us to send troops, what's the point of making such a scene?" He immediately refuted his reasoning.

"And, do the Aztecs have the guts to pretend to be Quetzalcoatl?" Tarakat asked rhetorically.

The answer is, of course, no, the gods of this world are not just the sustenance of the soul, but the power that does exist.

Even though the gods almost no longer descend to the mortal world after the Fifth Solar Age, many spells that rely on the beliefs of the gods can still be used.

Moreover, the identity of the ruler of the God of War was not in the right place, if it weren't for the fact that Quetzalcoatl seriously injured the God of Darkness, this position would not have been his turn.

In addition, the Feathered Snake was not removed from the throne back then, but gave up voluntarily because it was disappointed in humans, and said the prophecy that it would return.

This caused the Aztecs, especially the Ares priests, to have an ambivalence of shame and fear when it came to Quetzalcoatl.

Therefore, it was impossible for the Aztecs to pretend to be Quetzalcoatl, they did not have the audacity.

"Let's go, let's take a look." The Hickotten Cartel slapped the board.

"By the way, go and call the Ramakat we're taking in." He was opening the curtain and turned to the general.

"Yes." The general followed the four chieftains out of the door, and then turned in the direction of the Lamakat settlement.

When the four leaders arrived at the mouth of the valley, Liu Zheng had already flattened everyone.

"Get up, I don't like to be bowed down, in the future, you only have to bow your head and touch your chest when you see me"

"Yes, my God." God's Word is a command, and even if you don't understand it, it doesn't affect obedience.

Hamaré came to his senses from the joy of seeing the gods, looked at the army of Ramaquat behind him, and cautiously asked: "God, may I ask you what is the matter with you coming here?" ”

"I'm here to crusade against you." Liu Zheng said calmly.

Although Hamaré had some premonitions, he still asked aggrieved and afraid: "God, have we done anything against you?" ”

Liu Zheng laughed, his voice shook the four wilds, and then sneered: "I taught you how to make weapons, taught you how to hunt wild beasts, and taught you to kill your own kind?" ”

Hamare broke out in a cold sweat and bowed his head and replied, "God, you have never taught us. ”

He added: "Have I taught you to build temples, to write prayers and to cultivate flowers, and to sacrifice your own kind to the gods?" ”

Unable to explain, Hamare could only mutter: "God, you have not taught us. ”

Liu Zheng said again: "Isn't it that I created with blood and bones when he used conspiracy to frame me, mutilated my people, and seized my throne by despicable means, and you worship him as a guardian saint?" ”

He has been pretending to be Quetzalcoatl for so long, and he knows a lot about the history of that god, and he can really understand Quetzalcoatl's thoughts.

In the legend of Huaguo, in order to protect the villain she created, the ancestral goddess Nuwa refined the five-colored stone to make up the sky, folded the feet of the turtle to support the four poles, leveled the flood to kill the beasts, dredged yin and yang to eliminate adverse qi, and worked hard.

The same is true of Quetzalcoatl, who fights two trolls, Tralt Kutli and Hippaktri, in order to protect the world and humanity, and even goes to hell to retrieve the bones of his beloved people.

In the end, he used his own blood and bones to create new human beings, and nursed them to grow up, teaching them words, laws, and the knowledge of survival.

How angry such a god is when he sees three bad gods mutilating his people, and how disappointed he is when he sees humans pleasing those bad gods with the flesh and blood of their own kind.

Liu Zheng could probably feel a little, so there was a trace of real anger and sadness in his voice.

His martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of Jindan Roundness, and the aura around him can already affect the people around him.

The feelings contained in these words were so sincere and heavy that neither the Ramacats nor the Aztecs could speak, but silently shed tears.

"I've been thinking about the kingdom of God for a long time, because I used to be too indulgent to you. Now that I'm back, I'm going to tear down the temples of those evil gods, overthrow the existing systems and customs, and re-establish order. Now, go to war, and show me how much that fellow Vizilopochtli has taught you. ”

As soon as Liu Zheng's words came out, Hamare was so frightened that he knelt down again: "God, how dare we raise our blades to you. ”

"Don't you dare? Didn't what you did cut my heart like a knife? Needless to say, fight now, and tell your king the news of my return again. With that, he turned in the direction of the Tlaxcala.

"Don't meddle." After speaking, Liu Zheng returned to the front of the Ramakat coalition army.

"Attack." He lowered his mask and led the charge to the Aztec formation.

"Attack, for my god!" The Ramakats had been waiting for a long time, and when Liu Zheng gave the order, they immediately cheered and charged.

The knife on the opposite side was already raised, and the Aztecs could not lie down and cut at will, so Hamare had no choice but to give the order to meet the enemy.

At first, the Aztec warriors were a little timid, after all, they were fighting with the gods, and they couldn't let go.

But when the people around him were cut down by the Ramakats, the anger temporarily overcame the scruples in his heart, and the shiny "Macquawit" was waved.

We don't dare to do anything with the gods, but you slaves who have fallen into the country are nothing, and you dare to show off your might in front of us.

After the Aztec warriors regained their fighting spirit, the situation quickly tilted in favor of the Aztecs.

After all, in terms of weapons, organization, and physical fitness, the Aztec warriors were better than the remnants of Ramakat, who were about to turn into savages.

The Ramakat coalition soon felt overwhelmed, but managed to hold on to their hatred and worship of the gods.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng had no choice but to pull out the boy and prepare to kill.

The Aztecs were more powerful than he had estimated, and he had to abandon his plan to kill as few people as possible.

The killing intent has been decided, Liu Zheng has once again become the "Burning Flame" that swept across the Pande Continent, and the sharp boy can cut the leather armor and flesh with a slight stroke, and the enemies everywhere they go are as if they were cutting wheat.

Even the gods, the Aztec warriors could not just let their comrades be killed, and finally a few tiger warriors and eagle warriors gritted their teeth, clutched the huge "Macqua Witt", and slashed at his body.

However, even though they were mentally prepared to kill the gods, their obsidian weapons were completely unable to break through the steel-forged full-body plate armor, and the all-out slash ended up leaving only a few white marks.

Liu Zheng slashed in one style, directly cutting off people with sticks, and the elite Aztec soldiers who crisscrossed Central America could not withstand the pain of being disemboweled, and let out a miserable howl that was not like a human voice.

"Defeat me with all your might, or be killed by me." He shook the drops of blood off the knife, and his eyes were like torches.

"Players complete the 'Hidden Gold Island', one of the eight nautical legends, and are rewarded with the blessing of the 'Ethereal Body'. 4/8 is currently complete. ”

"Ethereal Body: When attacked, there is a chance to enter the Ethereal State, immune to physical damage."

Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment by the sudden system prompt, but he immediately threw it to the back of his mind, and the tip of the knife dragged a blood line on the ground, spreading forward like a trajectory of death.