Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 690 - 361 Canine Descendants Settled, Spring Birds Fly_3

Chapter 690: Chapter 361 Canine Descendants Settled, Spring Birds Fly_3

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Keka and Ozoma... order them to reorganize the Red Frog and Red Monkey legions."

The King pondered for a while and decided to solve the problem once and for all by completely dispersing these tribal warriors.

"Enlist all tribal warriors into the flags! Then, each small flag will provide 40 men, and each large flag will provide 400 men, producing 6,000 warriors from fifteen large flags, forming six battalions. Divide these 6,000 into two groups, assigning them to Keka and Ozoma!"

"Your Highness..."

Bertade’s expression shifted. He cautiously advised.

"Isn’t this a bit too hasty?"

"No destruction, no construction! Without demolishing the old wooden towers, new stone houses cannot be built. Sixty thousand Guajili tribespeople were defeated and captured, transported to the south, and they have just been settled; now is the best opportunity!"

Xiulote’s eyes gleamed with determination, and his tone was resolute.

"Let Olosh’s Jingji Legion stay for two more months, until the spring plowing in May. Three Kingdom Legions, twenty thousand elite Samurai stationed here, the Guajili Tribe will not be able to stir any waves. Yes, send orders for Keka and Ozoma to come and dine with me this evening!"

"I will obey your command, Your Highness."

Bertade respectfully complied.

Next, Xiulote stroked the feathers of a small golden eagle for a long time without speaking. It wasn’t until Aviloztli curiously pecked at his wooden-like master that Xiulote came back to his senses.

"Bertade, once eight thousand sturdy men are drawn out, the sixty thousand Guajili tribespeople will no longer have the capability to rebel. Two thousand Archers will be settled in the First Legion. As for the six thousand men of Keka and Ozoma, I plan to establish a standing legion."

"Establish a standing legion?"

Upon hearing this, Bertade was somewhat surprised. The Kingdom currently had only four legions, the First and Second were pioneer legions, only the Imperial Guards and the Jingji Legion, totaling fourteen thousand, were standing armies.

"Yes. Guajili warriors are skilled hunters, and their elite redhead Hunters can even injure Samurai in Copper Armor. Such a fine source of troops is too good for simply settling. They are skilled at fighting but not at farming. Once the Guajili Legion is organized, start military training immediately. I will soon have a great use for them!"

Xiulote made his decision and inquired.

"Can the Kingdom’s food supply keep up with the maintenance of an additional standing legion?"

"Your Highness, the northern campaign consumed a great deal, and settling the tens of thousands of Guajili tribespeople also requires a large amount of food and materials..."

Seeing the expression of His Highness, Bertade sighed. He took out a scroll of maps from his chest, flipped through it briefly, and responded.

"If we expand the gemstone trade, and request a batch of aid food from the Alliance, the Kingdom can last until this year’s autumn harvest. And once the Guajili tribespeople can sustain themselves, and river mud and compost are widely used in military and civilian settlements, there will be a surplus in the Kingdom’s food supplies."

"Let it be so! Instruct the village Priests to hasten this year’s spring planting, promoting new agricultural tools and fertilizers."

Xiulote smiled satisfactorily. He reached out and touched the letter on Aviloztli’s leg, and the small golden eagle tilted its head in confusion. "Chirp?"

"Not long ago, the Royal Family’s Envoy came with a fleet, transporting a batch of Tin Ore and taking away the Kingdom’s Copper Ore. The Envoy also brought a verbal message from King Aweit, requesting more Bronze Armor and weapons. I have already written a letter to Alisa, exchanging the Kingdom’s surplus Bronze Equipment for the Alliance’s abundant food... Now, the letter is right here."

Hearing this, Bertade scrutinized the "messenger" before him and asked doubtfully.

"Your Highness, do you need me to dispatch another Envoy to the Alliance?"

"Haha! I have already sent another Envoy, bearing exotic flora from the Northern Land, especially the Wilderness Priests’ Black Feather Jade... And now, let the world’s fastest messenger make a trip."

Xiulote laughed lightly. He reached out and patted the small golden eagle’s head firmly.

"Aviloztli, no more playing! I have taken your fish, which I will serve to our guests from the north tonight. Now, hurry back to the Lake Capital City!"

"Chirp chirp!"

Aviloztli retracted its head a bit from the pat, then its little eyes widened, wearing a puzzled look as it gazed at Xiulote.

"Chirp chirp?"

"Go!"

Xiulote raised his arm and tossed the matured golden eagle into the air. According to the falconer’s explanation, Aviloztli now possessed the intelligence of a six-year-old child. It had the concept of home in its mind, which was the Lake Capital City where it had lived for many years. Even if it flew thousands of miles away, it could find its way back, just like migrating birds. However, currently, it remembered only one home.

That is, Aviloztli was now a one-way messenger or a yo-yo capable of extremely long flights. Throwing it out, it would take less than four hours to return to the Lake Capital City, 700 miles away, directly arriving at Alisa’s palace!

Then, having flown too far, it would not be able to find its way back. The next time it came over, the falconer would have to bring it along.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp?"

Aviloztli circled above Rivermouth Fortress, calling out in confusion. Xiulote stretched out his hand, pointed towards the East, and smiled as he shouted to the golden eagle.

"Go, Aviloztli! Take my letter to Alisa!"

"Chirp chirp?"

Aviloztli flapped its wings non-stop. Then, suddenly, its call changed, its body trembled briefly, and it dashed toward the East.

"Tweet tweet!"

Xiulote watched the golden eagle fly away, vanishing at the edge of the sky, and he sighed deeply.

Behind him, Bertade silently put away his longbow and hidden arrows, and smiled faintly.

"Bertade."

"Present, Your Highness."

"Who do you think is suitable to be the Legion Commander after the formation of the Canine Descendants Legion?"

The King, with his back turned, watched the distant bird as he asked in a calm voice.

Bertade hesitated briefly, then responded cautiously.

"Your Highness, I follow your will in all things."

"Has Black Wolf’s injury healed?"

"Toltec’s injury has healed. He feels guilty about his previous failure and has been too ashamed to meet you, only reading in the camp."

"Oh? Having gone through this trial, he has finally calmed down."

Xiulote looked at the sky, his face full of smiles.

"As his mentor, what do you think of him?"

Bertade bowed his head, his expression respectful, and answered again.

"Your Highness, I follow your will in all things."

"Hmm. Go then, and tonight have Toltec come over as well, tell him I invite him for fish."

"...As you command."

"Haha!"

For some reason, Xiulote felt quite joyful. On this beautiful spring day, he hummed a tune lightly, shed his royal coat, and became a boy again.

"The spring’s golden eagle flies to my window, sings a song, drops a fish, and then flies away again~ Springtime bird~"