Xolotl lay on the soft grass bed, tossing and turning all night long.
The young man listened to the night rain outside the window, and the continuous pounding sound of raindrops seemed to hit his heart. His thoughts were like the long wind, drifting thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, flying to the distant Lake Capital, and landed on a slim figure that he did not recognize yet, trying hard to see clearly the smile of that beautiful figure.
Night always makes people think sharply. Xolotl clearly understands that this political marriage is the most important guarantee for the alliance between the two forces, and there is no possibility of cancellation or change.
As for Xolotl himself, he has some awkwardness in his heart, and also has many longings, imaginations, and expectations, which are complicated and difficult to describe. Regardless of his past life or this life, he is still a young man emotionally.
Early the next morning, when the genius dawned, Xolotl stood up suddenly. He casually put on a robe and went to find his old friend Acap who lived next to him.
Acap had also gotten up early. He was wearing a neat Chief Priest robe, his hair was combed, and he was wearing a formal feather crown. He was sitting in the tent, holding a wooden board in his hands and studying. When the young man took a closer look, he saw that it was the first edition of Chinese Characters revised by himself and Avet.
"Acap, what do you think of this text?" The young man thought for a moment and then looked around.
"Very good! The text you invented has accurate meaning, standardized writing, neat and beautiful appearance. It is not only conducive to upper and lower communication, but also convenient for teaching knowledge and conducive to the inheritance of culture." Acap smiled and nodded in approval.
"Do you think grandpa will be happy to use these words? Can it be promoted on a large scale?" the young man asked with some worry.
"High Priest shouldn't object, especially since you invented it." Acap thought for a moment and smiled. "He has always had the idea of reforming religion. Over the years, he has also guided the city-state Priest to discover and organize the stories and records of Feathered Serpent."
"However, other Priests may not be happy to see the standardization of writing. The biggest resistance is definitely the Chief Priest group from the capital."
"Chief Priest Quetzal has always been old-fashioned and stubborn. They have held the right to interpret mythological records for generations, and often use celestial signs and legends to interfere in the Alliance's internal affairs. The Chief Priest group itself has many fertile resources land and a large number of Samurai followers. This kind of change in writing will touch their fundamental interests, and there will definitely be a violent counterattack." Acap analyzed seriously, and he looked at the young man with some worry.
Xolotl nodded. The Priest class is deeply rooted in the Alliance and controls the hearts of Samurai and the common people. To forcibly overthrow the Priest class is to fight against the majority of the Alliance people, which means self-destruction.
For the Priest class, the only way is to carry out religious reform. The standardization and popularization of writing is actually a kind of educational reform. Next, he needs to stand together with the reformists within Priest, constantly attack and eliminate the traditional conservatives, and at the same time improve the literacy rate of Samurai and the common people.
Then there is the reduction of Priest privileges, modification of human sacrifice rituals, improvement of theological theory, sorting out the clergy system, deciding whether to unify or separate state and church, and so on. These reforms can only be carried out step by step, and it takes time to accumulate people's hearts and wait for the further development of the situation, thus giving birth to the soil for the next reform.
The religious reform he hoped for was destined to be a long and difficult process, unless some uncontrollable force suddenly swept away all obstacles.
After a few chats, the boy looked around again. Well, there was no one around, and Bertad was not there either.
He then sat next to Acap, grabbed his old friend's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Acap, um, the Alisa you proposed for me yesterday, um, the princess, is she good-looking? What's her personality like?"
Acap was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched.
He suppressed his laughter and asked jokingly, "The princess is only eleven years old and is still in the stage of family education. She is not old enough to go to school in Calmecac. How could I have seen it? You should ask Brother Wang His Highness about this matter."
The young man thought for a while, indeed, should he ask Avet? Then he touched his still aching cheek, and suddenly shuddered when he remembered Avet's fierce eyes. "It's better to forget it."
"Actually, Xolotl, you don't have to worry about the princess's appearance." Acap laughed, "What do you think of Wang's brother His Highness's appearance?"
"Pretty good." Xolotl thought about Avet's handsome face and distinct facial contours, and answered matter-of-factly.
"In this case, the king's wife is also a famous beauty in the capital, so how could their daughter be unsatisfactory? As for character, the royal family's tutoring has always been strict. And the princess is still young, so nothing has been finalized. If you are really worried, please take the initiative to contact her more."
"You need to cultivate feelings between each other and experience beautiful things together. At the same time, you should be kind and gentle, and guide the girl's simple thoughts. When the princess grows up, she will be like Soybean entwining Corn, growing up clinging to each other. You will definitely be able to fit in perfectly!" Acap smiled and was kind and gentle.
In the young man's eyes, his old friend's gentle and jade-like face suddenly shone with "wisdom".
"Acap, you are so smart!" The young man stood up suddenly, hugged Acap with joy, and babbled excitedly, "Let me recall it carefully and write a plan carefully!"
Acap just smiled softly and touched the boy's forehead, um, not bad.
The relaxing time passed quickly. In the evening of that day, Acap changed into casual clothes and said goodbye to the commander and the boy. Accompanied by several intelligence officers, he was going to the Otopan siege camp in the rain.
Then, Acap needs to contact the leader of Xoloc there, inform High Priest of the decision to form an alliance with Wang Di, and integrate Teotihuacan City-State Legion into the Alliance.
Avet also sent envoys respectively. While he contacted the officers at all levels in the siege camp, he kept the next plan strictly confidential, and just tested the attitude of the generals. In this way, he could confirm the old subordinates who were still obeying him, judge the wavering neutrals, and clarify the king's die-hard loyalties. Chief Intelligence Officer's identity gave him great convenience and cover for his actions.
On the other side, the messengers also communicated with supporters in the three cities of the capital. He expressed goodwill to the big nobles and the Chief Priest regiment, ensuring that they would at least remain neutral in subsequent actions. He fully promised the small nobles and the grassroots Samurai, and formed a firm supporter force from the legions he had previously commanded.
Finally, the commander began to purge the more than 10,000 Samurai under his command: first, he marginalized the officers who were loyal to the king. Then he promoted the officers who were loyal to him based on their recent military exploits. Then, in the name of victory in the battle, he generously rewarded ordinary Samurai and Militia, thus gathering the morale of the army.
Xolotl stays with his followers all day long, practicing martial arts and writing. Recently, he felt a little frightened when facing Avet, and decided to hide and adjust for a few days.
He now has 500 followers, and has formed a personal guard regiment Samurai, with Bertad serving as the Captain of Warriors regiment. Relying on the backbone sent by his father, his personal guard regiment has become somewhat of a strong force. The young man attaches great importance to the writing learning of his followers, and he plans to train the personal guard regiment into a future officer corps, and at the same time experiment with new tactics and tactics.
Longbow Guard in the army also falls under his leadership. Now there are one hundred and fifty Longbows, and the guard has a full two hundred people, all of whom are more senior Samurais. They have been exposed to Throwing Spears, and have the basic distance sense of long-range shooting, as well as the skills of aiming and shooting.
Xolotl secretly opened a training base in the mountains and forests not far away. They trained Longbow Guard for days regardless of rain or shine. At this time, their training program had changed from overall horizontal shooting and projectile to focused fire at fixed targets within two hundred meters.
Time passes in the wind and rain, and the waves surge under the river. An invisible large net is unfolding slowly but steadily.
Another two weeks passed by in a hurry, and Long River was calm on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. Until one drizzly afternoon, Canoe suddenly came again.
The scout, covered in mud and water, flew forward and fell headlong into the tent. He had just arrived from Xilotepec city day and night. He had been walking non-stop for six days, and the boat had been rowing, and he was almost completely exhausted.
"Xilotepec City rebelled seven days ago! Otomi People simultaneously attacked the grain transportation camp on the Tampico River shore and the grain storage camp in the mountains. The specific casualty information is not yet known, but the logistics channel supplying the Otopan siege camp has been temporarily cut off!"
The commander-in-chief and the young man looked at each other. Their expressions were calm and they nodded gently. "We're finally here!"
Early the next morning, the Tarasco camp on the other side of the river was also abuzz. Just after noon, Tarasco's boatmen repeatedly dispatched upstream and downstream of the Long River, transporting multiple Militia teams across the river, making a large-scale attack posture.
"The beginning of the rainy season has passed, and everything in the world is developing. It is really a perfect harmony between heaven and man." The young man stood on the hill, raised his head slightly, looked at the rainy Sky Family, and looked at the magnificent heaven, earth and rivers.
There was a sense of tranquility in the young man's heart, and even a trace of leisure. When things came to a close, he needed to be bold! He looked at the world in his eyes with a smile, and strode forward firmly, as if the world was coming towards him.