Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 961 - 566: Discussing Generals While Drinking Tea, Monarch and Ministers Determine Rankings

Chapter 961: Chapter 566: Discussing Generals While Drinking Tea, Monarch and Ministers Determine Rankings

The fragrant wind curls around, stone lotuses open and close, and fresh dew slides between the grass. Singing birds chirp joyfully, foxes wave their tails lightly, Jaguars roar lying down... The moon sets and the sun rises, after a night of sparse rain and sudden wind; in search of mystery, until backaches; picking flowers is invigorating, drunkenly unaware of returning home~~

The next morning, Xiulote walked slowly, stepping on the drizzling raindrops, returning to the great hall to discuss matters with the waiting Head Warrior. As for Nashu, who usually stood by his side, well, she was unable to move conveniently today and did not appear.

"The rainfall this month is still so abundant!"

Xiulote stood by the window, looking at the low-hanging clouds, reflecting on the wind and rain of the previous night. A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Late summer’s high temperatures and heavy rains are the critical period for corn’s rapid growth. As long as it’s adequately watered, this fall should see a good harvest."

"Indeed. Blessings from the Chief Divine! The corn in the fields looks promising."

Bertade nodded calmly. He picked up a purple clay teapot, brewed a cup of hibiscus tea, and handed it to his Highness. Then, observing his somewhat fatigued Highness, he gently advised.

"Your Highness, high temperatures and heavy rains may make the corn grow tall, but there’s a risk of excessive growth, requiring ample sunlight... While this cloud and rain are good, one shouldn’t overindulge."

"Indeed! If there’s too much rain without sunlight, the corn stalks will grow excessively and may lodge, damaging the harvest... hmm?"

Xiulote sipped the floral tea, savoring the rich floral aroma, and nodded in agreement. He then noticed the clear gaze of the Head Warrior, paused for a moment, and somewhat awkwardly replied.

"... After the hardships of war, a little rest now and then..."

"Your Highness, it’s been a long time since you practiced martial arts in the morning."

Bertade smiled slightly, stopping just short. He too took a sip of the floral tea, naturally diverting the topic.

"As a warrior, one must hone a strong body, concentrate steadfast will, and nurture the energy of ’Ihoter’... Your Highness, perhaps tomorrow morning, I shall accompany you in practice!"

"Rise early, practice martial arts?"

Upon hearing this, Xiulote’s eyes flickered. Memories of ten years surged into his mind, causing some daze. Since he was ten, he followed Jaguar Olosh for warrior training. And from the age of thirteen, the sparring partner had become the loyal Head Warrior, until he married at nineteen last year. Unknowingly, warrior training had been left aside for a year...

"Alright!"

The young King pondered for a moment, then his expression became solemn as he decisively nodded. He gazed at the calm Head Warrior and expressed his gratitude.

"Bertade, at my current position, there are increasingly fewer people who can advise me... If you leave in the near future, who in the kingdom could take your place?"

"Your Highness, Jaguar Olosh, with his rich experience and keen insight, can oversee the kingdom’s major affairs. His loyalty to you is unwavering, and among the generals, he should be foremost after I depart."

"Yes. Jaguar Olosh was the Great General left to me by my father, and also my teacher in youth. I have always trusted him greatly. It’s just that he needs to command the kingdom and cannot accompany me always."

Xiulote pondered for a while, drank more tea, and asked with a smile.

"Besides him?"

"Old General Etalik, steadfast and composed, with a robust style. He hails from your family’s warriors, with deep qualifications, loyal beyond question. Among the generals, he should be second."

"Old General Etalik was the Great General left to me by my grandfather. Though he is old, his strength remains, capable of being entrusted with significant duties, holding the South for me. However, despite his robust health and ability to fight, he is already over fifty..."

"Your Highness, your family’s warriors are numerous, loyal for generations, with loyalty proven. The High Priest has already gone to the Divine Kingdom, and the Legion Commander of the Eagle Corps is next to the King; you are their only master of allegiance... Temple Guard Captain Elvi, High Priest’s Guard Commander Ecatl, High Priest’s trusted aide Eva, all can fight fiercely for you!"

Bertade thought for a moment and emphasized his recommendation.

"Guard Commander Ecatl, his martial arts are no less than mine. Your Highness, you can have him by your side for protection, continuing to practice martial arts."

"Guard Commander Ecatl?"

Xiulote closed his eyes in thought, and a steadfast and composed figure appeared. He was also a family warrior familiar since childhood.

Ecatl had protected his grandfather for many years; his loyalty was beyond doubt. On the night of his grandfather’s passing, he led the Death Warriors, setting great fires in Cholula Holy City, charging back and forth, fighting a bloody battle for a day and a night, creating a good opportunity for the southern army to enter the city.

"Very good! Bertade, your reminder is excellent!... Hmm, any other suggestions?"

The Head Warrior hesitated for a moment, then cautiously spoke.

"Your Highness, your kin siblings have all grown older... perhaps you could train a few."

"Hmm? My kin siblings? You mean..."

"All will be at Your Highness’s discretion!"

Bertade bowed his head in salutation, saying no more.

Xiulote pursed his lips, pondering silently. In this era of noble birth, where family stands above the state, the relatives of a ruler often hold great power. Even if there are some unspeakable risks, they are, in most cases, the monarch’s most crucial support, with loyalty certainly surpassing that of other Divine Descendants.

Elder Trakel Er is the brother of the predecessor Montezuma, who consecutively supported three of Montezuma’s grandsons to serve as the King of the Alliance.

"Counting, Xiuwali is four years younger than me, this year sixteen; Xiujigao is three years younger than me, this year fifteen. Both of them have completed the basic warrior training... The elder brother is like a father, my father entrusted me with two brothers, always hoping they would achieve something. By now, the eastward expedition will likely have no major changes... So be it!"