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"Commander Colonel Furogba, Chogriroro, Havanaga, the three heirs of the Montmara Army, how did you catch them, God, it's impossible?"

Without explaining, Li Dingguo waved people to take them down. Immediately afterwards, the Spanish priest from Leon City brought them in from another angle. He also looked around through several holes. After a while, the same horrified voice came. come out.

After five or six waves of testing in a row, each wave of people clearly recognized the identities of the three hostages, and Li Dingguo's vigilance was relieved. Amidst the heavy footsteps, Mao Yu'er, who was in high spirits, finally appeared in the In that room, seeing four identical expressionless faces looking at him, the Southwest Army God nodded proudly.

"The transaction is successful, set out immediately!"

But even if he got approval, Tian Wu's old face like weathered rock did not fluctuate at all, he just nodded slightly indifferently, and immediately sat back cross-legged in meditation.

At this extremely important moment, Song Yongzhong did not appear here.

Ten meters away from the Ming army camp, in the grove, he took out six small packages, and the remaining five under his command each distributed one, and the last one, he was firmly hidden in his chest.

Amidst the neighing of war horses, the mighty Ming army packed up their bags and headed towards the unfamiliar south, starting the biggest gamble since this expedition.

Chapter 9 and One. Maya

Time and space seem to be messed up here.

Dressed in jaguar skins and carrying obsidian batons glued with turtle dung, thousands of Aztec warriors followed the tradition, swarming up in all directions, and covered the low walls covered with green moss. The enemy fought to the death, but above them, shrapnel from the early industrial age whizzed by.

Cooperating with Tianwu has many benefits. Along the way, Li Dingguo's army has grown at a speed of rolling sheep. Although it has been Christianized for more than 100 years, priests of the old faith are in this ancient and new land. , still has an unprecedented appeal. I heard that the celestial witch in the north is carrying the Aztec sacred object, the crystal skull, to the holy land to worship the sun god. Coming out and entering into the war, some autonomous tribes also abandoned their residences and defected here in large numbers.

When the army marched to Gutierrez, there were already as many as 10 people.

Moreover, the war did not seem to be as difficult as Li Dingguo imagined. With a broad mass base, food was not a problem, and Spain was sparsely populated. Once the natives under their hands rebelled, they were helpless. They were almost invincible all the way, penetrating southern Mexico.

This will break through the fortress of Gutierrez City in front of you, and the gate of the Sino-American Isthmus will be fully opened to the expeditionary army.

This is the last trembling of the eighteen prayers, but it is not so easy. It is connected to the flat and fertile Yucatan Peninsula. It is one of the main grain-producing areas of the Spanish colonies in North America, and it is also the last fortress of Lake Nicaragua going south. Here, the Spaniards are also heavily guarded, with more than 1000 colonial troops equipped with plate armor, matchlock guns and steel weapons.

The loud iron sound of ping-pong-pong on the city wall keeps ringing. How the Aztec Empire perished more than 100 years ago is vividly repeated here. The heavy obsidian baton can only be smashed on the plate armor, but the Spaniards only With long swords and halberds, these Indian warriors holding ancestral guys can be stabbed right through. Five or six strong natives may not be able to take down one person. Standing behind, a tribal warrior can clearly be seen through the binoculars. A stick hit the chest of a Spaniard defender, and the opponent staggered, but the opponent just turned around and chopped off his head.

Such a fierce opponent, even with red eyes inspired by religious beliefs, the native Indian warriors were helplessly defeated. After two or 300 people were killed, they retreated like a tide.

On the head, there was another face of Spanish crossbow bolts. When the muskets shot down, the fleeing tribal warriors collapsed to the ground one after another. Mao Yuer couldn't bear to watch the scene of screaming.

Putting down the binoculars, she turned around helplessly, and clasped her fists heavily at Li Dingguo: "General Li, the casualties are too great, it is really impossible, shall we dispatch our expeditionary army? Just take this city and send the crystal skull to Holy Land, we can take Mexico without delay!"

"Your Highness, this is a pilgrimage trip for the indigenous people. We are guests from afar, so how can we overwhelm the host?"

Li Dingguo put down the binoculars respectfully, but the princess had no intention of sending troops at all. He couldn't trust these natives.

If these people really regard Mao Yu'er who came back with the crystal skull as a prophetic saint, how could this ghostly witch appear in her room without making a sound? For them, one should be on guard.

What's more, Li Dingguo's Daxi elite troops were not the ones who died in the siege. They let these natives serve as cannon fodder and consumed the remaining blood of the Spaniards. Why not go up and collect their heads?

But after saying this, Li Dingguo couldn't help but secretly turned his head away, and secretly observed his side.

Tian Wu was as expressionless as ever, not to mention him, even the three young masters of the tribe who were hostages were as silent as the noodle stall, and the old noble military leaders who had surrendered were kneeling on the ground and muttering I prayed, as if the one who died was not my own.

Weird race!Shaking his head secretly, in Mao Yuer's disappointment, the red battle flag was raised again, and several descendants of the Aztec nobles stood up again, walked out of the formation, and rushed towards the meat grinder in front of them with their own people shouting. A Spanish fortress like that.

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The battle of Gutierrez lasted for five full days, and more than 3000 local natives were killed on the city wall, and the Spaniards were not defeated, but after they ran out of ammunition and food and were exhausted, they waved the white flag Those who came out and surrendered, for the sake of fighting, there are still more than 600 Spaniards left.

Here, Li Dingguo also left a way out for himself. After confiscating the weapons of these Spaniards, he released them as promised. This obviously caused dissatisfaction among the Aztec nobles who attacked the city. The characters are indifferent.

Anyway, after breaking through this fortress stuck in front of the road, Central America opened the door to the expeditionary force.

When later generations mentioned Central America, they couldn’t avoid the famous Panama Canal, which cut off America in the middle and changed the route that had to go around Cape Storm and Ice Fire Island in South America in the past, shortening the voyage from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific Ocean by 30 days. This canal was excavated by the United States in the [-]th century, and at that time it was just a dry Isthmus of Panama.

At this time, the commercial golden channel connecting the two major water systems of the Atlantic and the Pacific is just around the corner. Looking through the Soconusco Mountains, Lake Nicaragua, which is like a small sea, is like a gem on land. Adjacent to the Pacific Ocean side, the lakeside is only [-] kilometers away from the Pacific Ocean, but it belongs to the Atlantic Ocean. A San Juan River passes through here and flows into the Atlantic Ocean.

This is also the most important trading station of this era. Raw materials such as spices, cocoa and palms looted from the Caribbean Sea were shipped by the Spaniards and flowed upstream along the San Juan River to the shore of Lake Nicaragua. The carriages were transported to the port on the Pacific side, and shipped to Asia.

If a canal is to be dug, digging [-] kilometers from here to dig a waterway to the Pacific Ocean seems to be a good idea. Standing on the mountain and looking down, Li Dingguo secretly remembered it.

It's just that digging a canal requires population and food. In his hands, he still doesn't have the conditions to dig a canal, so he just took a look at it, and then packed up and left, marking out the plan.

I have to admit that although these New World civilizations are backward and closed, they also have their own unique features. The Aztecs are quite primitive in terms of hieroglyphs and cartography, but the Tianwu, who went south for the first time in his life, seems to be a living creature. As shown on the map, leading the expeditionary force through the rugged hills around the coast, after about four days of marching, the holy place marked by Mao Yuer finally came into view.

This place is hard to find. It is located between the mountains, and there is only a closed and narrow strait that connects this desolate beach. You can pass through the gap in the mountains and look east, hidden in the tropical rainforest. The ruins of the city suddenly came into view.

Soldiers from Ming Dynasty wandered around in the tropical rain forest curiously. For them, this place was like another world. Groups of exquisite and strange statues were carved on the stone houses covered with moss, and they were paved with stone slabs. That is, on the moss-covered city roads, mysterious ditches criss-cross. In the middle of the city, there are three consecutive zigzag pyramids standing there, which are indescribably similar to the Egyptian pyramids.

The holy site of the Aztecs, but the ruins of a Mayan city.This belongs to a civilization that is even more enigmatic than the Aztecs and the Inca.

Even in the era of Mao Jue, archaeologists did not fully investigate the secrets of the Maya. The earliest excavated records of cultural relics can be traced back to the tenth century BC. After more than 1000 years of glorious development, these Mayans disappeared as abruptly as they appeared suddenly, leaving only empty cities swallowed up by the tropical rainforest. No matter whether the Aztecs or the Incas, they actually It is just a civilization that stands upright by relying on the ruins of the Mayans. Regardless of technology, astronomy, geography, or civilization, both are far behind the Mayans.

There are even rumors that the Mayans built spaceships and immigrated to other galaxies. This crystal skull, which is far ahead of the times, seems to add a bit of authenticity to this rumor.

It's just that at this time, neither Li Dingguo nor Mao Yuer had the heart to investigate the mysterious history of this city, and restrained the army a little bit. Under Li Dingguo's urging, the princess also hurriedly used her poor Mexican dialect to rush to Tianwu. asked.

"Return the skull, where is the holy place where the sacrifice is held?"

Still with the stone face of a dead man, without further ado, Tianwu took out an ancient stone slab with engraved patterns from the animal skin bag he carried with him. On the slate, the bustling city loomed, and behind the city, Leaning against the mountain, a portrait with an extremely huge face opened its mouth ferociously, holding the stone slab and looking towards the deserted city in front of it. Suddenly, Mao Yuer excitedly moved forward and raised her little hand.

Between the fingers, on the mountain wall covered with green vines, this big face loomed faintly. Even after thousands of years of wind and frost, the big mouth that seemed to swallow the city at any time was still roaring ferociously into the distance , the two beards formed the plank road up the mountain, and the two side-by-side dark nostril holes did not know where they led.

"found it!"

Chapter 9. The Aztec Festival

The city that has been abandoned for thousands of years, on this special day, is full of vitality again.

The fanaticism caused by religion is incomprehensible to ordinary people. As the soldiers of the expeditionary army looked on in amazement, the hundreds of thousands of locals who followed to the holy place in a mighty manner all got busy, and the gravel on the ground was carried out. , The strong rattan was cut down, and the thick moss was scraped off with a knife. In their busy work, the ancient city that had been abandoned for thousands of years unexpectedly reappeared in a few days.

Although the years have passed in the ancient city, the traces of damage left on the pyramids can no longer be repaired, but after cleaning up, the towering and majestic city in the tropical rainforest still stands majestically on the horizon, shining brightly in the sun.

But what makes Li Dingguo a little uncomfortable is that he seems to be an outsider. Every day, Tianwu only discusses the details of the sacrificial ceremony with those descendants of the old nobles. He couldn't understand what the Ztecs were babbling.

On the other end, Mao Yu'er was busy following along all day long.

Under the pyramid, as soon as a wall was cleaned of moss, she and Xiaoduo immediately rushed up excitedly. She had no food or gold or silver in her box, but she brought a lot of high-quality products from Suzhou. Rice paper, rice paper was dipped in water and pasted on the wall of the Mayan pyramid, and then the stone was wrapped with a handkerchief soaked in ink, and hit on the wall one by one. Those Mayan carvings, exquisite strokes and incomprehensible hieroglyphs were completely expanded down.

On the one hand, Mao Yuer's doing this came from her interest in studying her opponents, and on the other hand, she also came from the influence of her family. Mao Jue was willing to organize an investigation team when he was free, and went to various famous mountains and rivers to print inscriptions and engrave them. He even organized painters and scientific expedition teams to go to In Dunhuang, I went to protect and copy and repair the local murals, and once discovered a sealed scripture cave, which caused a sensation. It was published in the newspaper for half a month. Under his influence, Mao Yuer was willing to play archaeology without any problems.

However, Mao Yuer, who was in high spirits, didn't know that her rubbings became extremely important materials for future generations to study Mayanism, and after the destruction of the ancient city's holy land, it became the only treasure that was handed down.

"This looks like a princess, she is clearly a crazy girl, not even as good as those palace daughters around King Daxi back then, what kind of family education is this royal family?"

There are still people who can't see her, watching her busy there, squinting her eyes, and Feng Shuangli, the left governor, humming contemptuously, hearing these words, Li Dingguo nodded slightly in agreement .

To tell the truth, after learning of Mao Yuer's identity, he really had a slightly crooked mind. Mao Jue's favorite jewel, the eldest princess of the empire, if he married her, Li Dingguo would be a relative of the emperor. His identity can be completely washed away, and he can also go smoothly in the political arena of the Ming Empire.

However, after getting in touch these days, even Li Dingguo really had a headache, and he completely gave up the idea of ​​marrying this crazy girl. He was really afraid that Mao Yuer would drive him crazy.