"Tinak, come and see!" Mastra waved his hand nervously, "The enemy troops below are starting to rotate again!"

Tinak yawned: "I've seen enough. Mastra, let's sleep a little longer now. When the enemy below finishes shifting, there will be a big fuss again."

On the hill besieged by Hestein, two former Tratoani had such a conversation. Of course, if we really want to talk about it, their current identities are undoubtedly the city-state Tratoani, but no matter who comes over now, they will feel like big-headed soldiers on duty at the gate of the city.

Think about it, they have been in trouble for eight lifetimes in the past few months.

Originally, they were in front of Tratoani in the city-state. Although the situation in the north of the empire was a little nervous, most people would only think that even if the war started, they would just send some soldiers out symbolically. After all, the main force of the empire will always control the three city-states in Aztland, and it was not their turn to fight desperately. Tessomok asked them to attend the island for a festival, so they went foolishly. Unexpectedly, they were involved in the infighting of Aztland.

They first watched the performance of the Messenger of the Feather Snake God, and heard Tessomok promise to replace the Sun God of War with the Feather Snake God and cancel the human sacrifice. Before they were excited, they were forcibly carried by Nesavalkoyotel to march northward, and they could not even go back to their homes. Later, Nesavalkoyotel left, but they were surrounded by the Black Spring Tribe, and almost became a dish on the table. Finally, they reached a reconciliation with the Black Spring Tribe, but Tessomok took them to ambush the Sun King, but the ambush was not ambushed, and they fell into the control of the Sun King again.

Under the surveillance of Xueqipepe, they carefully paid attention to their every move, and looked like a prisoner who was caught with a reward. They waited for it and finally waited until Tessomok regained the initiative from Xueqipepepe, thinking that they could finally fight a proud battle against the Sun King under the name of the Feather Snake God. As a result, the pirate kingdom surrounded them when they retreated. They wiped their faces with dust and pretended to be ordinary soldiers. This made them survive the chaos, but in the end they fell back to the Sun King.

Tessomok died, the envoy of the Feathered Snake God was captured, and there seemed to be no hope in resisting the rule of the Aztland Empire, so they could only follow the Sun King to fight the Pirate Kingdom. But for a long time, Nesavalkoyotel and the Sun King fought again. Nesavalkoyotel cut off the Sun King's supply of food and grass. Without food and grass, the Sun King had to choose to give up the northern plains and retreat. Retreat, at least there was no need to fight. They were still very happy to think that they could finally go home and have a cup of hot chocolate. But who would have thought that as soon as they arrived at an unknown river, they saw a large number of warships waiting for them - the Pirate Kingdom had already seized their way through the river. These uninvited guests from outside would always use this method they could not dream of, and they could not defend themselves.

Then now, they were surrounded by tens of thousands of pirates in the mountains, who were short of food. Their entourage had long been running away in the war and had to do everything by themselves. Due to the serious lack of manpower, they were even sent out by the Sun King to keep a watch. For a few days, the people around him called him "Hey, who is that!". If anyone came over now and called them respectfully, they would probably not be able to react for a while.

The rotation of the Pirate Kingdom Army under the hill is carried out regularly, once every half a day. After the news of the Sun King's defeat came, tribes on the grassland came to assist Hestein. Now, Hestein's troops have far exceeded that of the Sun King. The hill is surrounded like an iron barrel, and even a mouse cannot run out. In order to give pressure to the enemies on the hill and to prevent the Sun King from raiding at night, Hestein rotates soldiers regularly. In the eyes of Mastra and Tinaek on the hill, every minute and every second, the enemies under the hill are full of energy.

In contrast, Mastra and Tinaik could only sleep a little longer during the rotation, and at any other time, the enemies at the foot of the mountain might suddenly launch an attack and wake them up from their sleep.

What was worse than mental torture was that the last little food in his army was about to be exhausted.

Mastra stood up with difficulty, and Tinaik glanced at him weakly: "What do you want to do?"

"Look at where to catch some birds, rats are OK." Mastra sighed. "The current situation does not mean that the Sun King gives us food. Alas, when Tratoani is about to catch rats, it is unprecedented."

"Since it's unprecedented, I have a way to have a hot meal right away." Tinak pointed to the bottom of the mountain, "Now I shouted to kill and go down the mountain, and the enemy surrounded me and immediately threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. As long as they captured us as prisoners of war, they would have some food to eat. What do you think?"

"Are you crazy? We, Tratoani, go to be prisoners of war?"

"I have observed that this group of visitors from abroad has no custom of cannibalism," said Tinaik. "As long as they don't kill us on the spot, we should be alive."

"What if we were shot to death before we rushed down the mountain?"

"That's a matter of luck," said Tinak. "I've already figured it out. If the Sun King doesn't send us food today, I'll rush down the mountain. It's better to die in battle than to starve to death. And maybe I don't have to die."

Mastra was a little moved when she was said.

"Add me one," he said, "If we can survive this time, I will recognize you as our eldest brother!"

Several Aztlan soldiers walked towards this side.

"Two Tratoani, the Sun King invites you to come."

"Look for us to go? Now?"

Mastra and Tinak felt a little confused. Since being besieged in the hills, the Sun King had never said a word to them. They were like two ordinary soldiers, not even qualified to participate in the military convention. At this moment when the army was about to run out of food, the Sun King suddenly came to them. What exactly did they want to do?

In doubt and anxiety, they were pushed into the Sun King's tent by the soldiers. A hundred people were taken to the tent, all of whom were from the Aztlan, including Tratoani, warriors and entourages.

The Sun King was in front of them, and even at this moment, he did not give up on his golden carriage.
Chapter completed!