It was almost noon, Jia Boye sneaked to the edge of the city without anyone noticing, facing Gonzalo Pizarro's mansion, curled up in a corner. His robes hadn't been taken off for weeks, and were dirty enough to keep him from staring.He wiped the dirt over his face, trying to hide his new golden mustache.When the Spaniards saw him, they thought he was a slob from nowhere, or a native Indian living on the streets of Cuzco.Because Jia Boye pulled the brim of his hat extremely low, and the hat was worn crookedly, completely covering his forehead, even the Indians mistook him for a country bumpkin from Lake Titicaca.However, they didn't know that in his long gown, he hid a small, heavy copper mace, which was fastened to a slender belt around his waist.Moreover, this mace tied Jia Boye's only hope.

In fact, Jia Boye had already reached the edge of the city at dawn.He traveled non-stop at night to avoid the constant flow of soldiers on the road during the day, who were assembled here under the orders of Manco and Vera Omar.In the middle of the night while on the road, he lost his way several times, so he took many wrong roads in vain.Although his body was exhausted, the resentment and pain in his heart urged him to move forward all the time, making him dare not take a rest. Only at this moment, leaning against the city wall gradually warmed by the sun, did Jia Boye realize that he was so hungry and tired, his limbs were too stiff to move.However, he didn't want to find food to satisfy his hunger at all, and his eyes were fixed on the mansion from beginning to end.Anyway, he thought, after the business was done, he could go to eat and rest, if it had any meaning by then.

Now, all he had to do was kill Gonzalo, nothing else. For a full two hours, the governor's mansion was filled with servants and a few princes and nobles who came in and out.Most of them were unfamiliar faces, and from the behavior and attire of those people, they could still smell the breath of Spaniards.The way they kicked up dust with their heels on the ground revealed the arrogance and arrogance of the new rulers. Heavy tiredness hit Jia Boye's eyelids.Hungry and thirsty, he trembled from head to toe from time to time.But in any case, he couldn't slack off for a moment, let alone just for such a trivial reason as to satisfy his hunger.He imagined that moment, taking Gonzalo in his hands, and removing a shameless scourge from the world.He casually took a few coca leaves from a small silk bag hung around his neck, covered under his gown, and stuck to his chest, and put them in his mouth, chewing consciously until his hunger disappeared.

The dwarf told Jia Boye the shocking experience, every time he thought of it, he hit Jia Boye's temple again and again: "Gonzalo slipped into Anna Maya's room while she was sleeping. To Annamaya, she woke up suddenly, screamed wildly, and broke into a ball. Manco was going to kill him on the spot, but Annamaya stopped him for fear that foreigners would do harm to the only king, so we had to Fleeing in a hurry overnight..." These days, Jia Boye kept recalling these narrations, over and over again, and it seemed to be a vivid image in his mind. All the plots were mixed with an incompatible hatred, tearing apart his every moment. A nerve is tens of thousands of times more painful than the pain of hunger and thirst.Every breath he took was like tasting the fine wine of jade liquid, deeply drinking every bit and every drop of tingling pain.At this moment, his wide eyes are like copper bells, and his fingers are clenched tightly with a mace.

The scorching sun of the afternoon made him drowsy.Jia Boye, who was dizzy, could hardly concentrate his mind to pay attention to Gong Saluo's movements.In the end, he fell into a deep sleep unknowingly, his mouth covered with dust, and he sank deeply into the abyss of nightmare. In the dream, he saw Anna Maya in the distance, with a determined expression on his face.She hugged her golden husband and said to Jia Boye: "Our people must declare war on you foreigners, because all the mountain gods and our ancestors need our love and courage, so that destruction will not win. And I, when my golden husband leads us to fight, I will always stay by his side, because this is my responsibility. And you, you must stay away from me..."

Jia Boye wanted to say something more, wanted to explain to her that the two of them could not be hostile to each other like this, but his mouth could only move silently.As hard as he could, he tried to make Ana Maya hear him.He begged Anna Maya to stop looking at him so determinedly.But there was no response, not a sound, not even a cry came from his mouth.He woke up suddenly, only to find himself moaning feebly.Because his mind was full of Anna Maya's figure, he forgot where he was in a trance. The powerlessness caused by the nightmare seemed to follow him for several seconds. Suddenly, maybe the knife in his chest touched his chest, and he woke up suddenly. Only now did he clearly recall the love that night in Khalkha. After the lingering, what he said to her:

"So, the two of us had to stand against each other. If in battle you had to side with Manco against me, Ana Maya, then in your eyes, I would be a 'foreigner', with The same as any other foreigner. I am one of them after all." Anna Maya's lips were trembling in pain, she stroked Jia Boye's lips with her fingertips, and said softly: "You are my favorite, the cougar in my heart! You are the only man in the whole world who can touch me, in this life or in the next life. No one can touch my heart like you and lead me to a happy place Hall." A smile appeared on Jia Boye's face unconsciously, accompanied by two strings of teardrops sliding down his cheeks, drawing two marks on his dusty face.

Yes, he never doubted that Annamaya loved him as much as he loved her. But nothing is possible between them.She is the wife of the Inca king who has passed away for many years, she is a woman who knows witchcraft, and he, a foreigner, is nothing even among their compatriots, but there is too great a distance between them Too many tragedies. That's it, the only thing he has to do is slash Gon-Salo with his hands. And if he can die like this after Gonzalo is solved, this is the greatest gift God has given him. As night fell and enveloped Cuzco, the moment he had been waiting for finally arrived.

Chaotic screams disrupted his thoughts.The streets were full of shouts and roars like hell.Jia Boye got up together, his knees creaked, and his thighs were already numb and stiff.Suddenly, a pig rushed out with its mouth wide open.What a big boar, the pig's hair is as black as the night, it really looks like a pit bull from Andalusia, it weighs about 20 kilograms, and it has sharp canine teeth in its mouth, sharp enough to tear horses apart tripe. Suddenly, more pigs were herded over.There were about thirty pigs, each with its head lowered, but screaming as if it was about to be slaughtered.The boar slammed its head straight at the city wall, while the sow dragged its heavy belly and pissed all over the dusty sky.Followed by a dozen or so little piggies, staggering and fleeing under the feet of the bewildered and screaming Indians.The Indians tried to drive the foul-smelling pigs to their destination.

This group of Indians were country folk who had just been promoted to the ranks of pig farmers. Their gowns were stained and they were waving long sticks angrily.But they dare not beat the pigs with long sticks.A little while ago, it was because a little piggy started up that the whole group of pigs got into a commotion.Not far away, a group of Cuscos looked at the pigs from a safe distance.There were men, women, and children in the crowd. They smiled and opened their eyes wide, appreciating this bizarre and absurd drama. Now it was Jia Boye who jumped onto the street, yelled loudly, and then kicked the pig's chubby butt two or three times with his heel, grabbed a little piglet, grabbed its ear with both hands, and immediately suppressed this chaotic situation.All the pigs calmed down instantly, no longer struggling.The pigs raised their heads, somehow, their eyes were no longer distracted, and they no longer neighed.

Other people watching along the road were also dumbfounded, and the pig farmer looked at the volunteer with distrust.Jia Boye greeted them in Kaiqie language, so as to relieve their guard.Even so, when he asked them where the pigs were going, no one answered.Jia Boye realized that maybe his accent had surprised them, or maybe it was his attire, maybe a few pieces of mud had peeled off from his face, or coca leaf juice was coming out from the corner of his mouth, or maybe it was his attire. They were surprised.But at last someone raised his hand and pointed to Gonzalo's mansion and said: "To the foreigner. These animals are his. They were brought from Cajamar for him to eat." There was a mixture of suspicion and respect in the man's voice.With a flash of inspiration, Jia Boye knew that an opportunity had finally come to him.He said to the man: "Let me help you, I know how to command these animals." However, it took Jia Boye a lot of effort to drive the pigs into the narrow trapezoidal entrance and into the square courtyard.However, the scene was more chaotic than before. After the pigs entered the square yard, they rushed around, overturned and smashed several urns, and even frightened the horses who were grooming. The young Indian servants were also scared by the pigs and ran away. . Two years later, Jia Boye found that Gongzaluo's official residence remained unchanged, except that each room had an extra Spanish-style hard door, and a railing was erected in the middle of the courtyard as a way to tie the horses. use. Jia Boye ignored the group of pigs and went straight to the middle of the square courtyard. After a while, he immediately recognized the disgusting screams and laughter coming from the next courtyard. Gonzalo, dressed in a buttoned shirt, velvet trousers, and shiny boots, was accompanied by two noblemen, without even noticing that he was a disguised Indian.No one paid attention to Jia Boye, and everyone just focused on watching the farce of the pigs.One of them caught a maidservant, pushed her hard, and teased her before a most vicious boar.Before the boar waited for an opportunity to fight back, Jia Boye swung the mace, knocked the animal away, and put a knife on the man's neck without warning, asking him to let the maid go.The smug aristocrat groaned: "Damn you! You almost broke my wrist, you bastard." When Gong Saluo and his followers were angrily about to take down Jia Boye, they stopped suddenly, and Jia Boye took off his hat and showed his face.Jia Boye wiped his face with the back of his hand a few more times, and his face became more clearly visible. Gonzalo was the first to recover his demeanor, and resumed his sarcasm: "What wind brings you here! I must introduce you to this Duke Jaberia de Mendeluca y Flores, who has brought all the pigs we want! Then, my lord duke , you have finally found a job that matches your status." The guard next to Gonzalo, with his sword drawn.Jia Boye didn't care at all. Gonzalo went on, contentedly: "I heard that you disappeared, ran away, and even died. Nonsense! You are not alive, and you want to appear in front of everyone? Should I think that my dear brother Francesco finally died again?" Decided to kick you here?" Anger welled up in Jia Boye's eyes, and Gong Saluo and his entourage took two steps back. Jia Boye waved his mace, gritted his teeth and said: "Gonzalo, the gates of hell have opened for you, this moment has come, you should go back to where you should go!" Gonzalo laughed out loud: "Look! The weapon in your hand really frightens me!" "Listen, Gonzalo, with this mace alone, I'm going to kill you! This time, you won't get away with it. I'm not like those who rely on God to kill evil, I I will destroy you by myself!" Gonzalo's entourage was too frightened to answer a word.Taking advantage of this moment, Jia Boye immediately stepped forward.Immediately, swords were thrown everywhere, Jia Boye suddenly blocked the sword with his arm, and then clashed with other swords with a copper mace.Gong Saluo took a small step back, pulled out a small knife from his tights, and stabbed at Jia Boye's arm with lightning speed, but missed.It was such a stab that he almost fell down.Constrained by the swords of the two entourages, Jia Boye had to fight against each other with his arms, squatting steadily. Taking advantage of Gong Saluo's unstable center of gravity, Jia Boye swung his mace and happened to hit Gong Saluo's thigh. Gon Salo uttered a miserable scream, and fell down in the middle of the courtyard.Jia Boye wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but the oncoming sword had already torn through his long gown, almost slicing his chest.Jia Boye retreated and rolled on the ground, but the two attendants kept swinging their swords from left and right to attack.Jia Boye tried his best to resist with the mace, but unfortunately the handle of the mace was repeatedly slashed, and it was almost unusable. For about a second, Jia Boye suddenly remembered how the Inca warriors would be caught several times before, and how he destroyed the weapons in the hands of the Inca warriors.Now he was like an Inca warrior, he was almost powerless to resist, and he had reached the critical moment when he had to fight with his body, but at this critical moment, his inspiration suddenly appeared. Jia Boye let out an angry roar, swung the mace around to create a larger turning space, and then threw the mace in his hand towards the face closest to him like a catapult throwing stones. Before he could dodge in time, the brass mace hit his cheek, and only two bone cracks were heard. Before the Spaniard could fight back, he was staring at gold stars and lost consciousness.Seeing such a scene, another Spanish follower was terrified and at a loss.Taking advantage of this moment, Jia Boye immediately rushed into the pig herd, grabbed a boar that was frightened and ran around in the fight, and with the strength of his arm, he swung the boar vigorously towards the follower, using it as a unique self-defense shield.At this time, the Spaniard's sharp sword stabbing at the boar was almost like piercing butter, piercing deeply into its body, and it was difficult to retract the sharp blade for a while.Jia Boye turned around with great effort, and forced the boar, together with the long sword, to the other side of the courtyard.Just as the boar was stabbed in the stomach by a sharp knife and died with a shrill neigh, Jia Boye kicked the Spaniard in the stomach and got rid of the unarmed entourage. At this time, Gong Saluo was only two steps away from Jia Boye.With incomparable strength, Jia Boye rushed towards Gong Saluo, and pinched his neck with both hands. Jia Boye muttered in his mouth: "You're dead this time! You're done playing, the world doesn't need you anymore." Jia Boye was suddenly overwhelmed by Gong Saluo's eyes, and he didn't pay attention to the approaching footsteps and shouts behind him.In a daze, an iron block from a boot heel kicked Jia Boye's side fiercely. The sudden attack made Jia Boye feel unbearable pain and caught him off guard. He let go, stepped on Gonzalo, and stumbled.Before getting up, someone aimed at Jia Boye's temple, and gave another violent blow, making Jia Boye semi-conscious.Faintly, someone tied his hands and covered his eyes, his head was buzzing and he couldn't struggle.As soon as he regained consciousness, he realized that his hands were handcuffed behind his back.The humiliation of failing to act seemed to give him strength he had never had before. He exhausted all his strength and struggled to stand up, attempting to provoke him in order to obtain eternal liberation. As he expected, there was a sudden sharp pain in his back and neck, and then his vision was completely black. He gradually saw red in the dark, followed by a clear pain, and then saw red liquid, bloody red lumps.His whole body was rumbling non-stop, as if he had been beaten from head to toe.Jia Boye was surprised to find that his hands and feet still obeyed his command.He ran his fingers over his face, feeling sticky warm blood. Jia Boye opened his eyes and adjusted his gaze, he understood. He was lying on the floor of a room.He recognized that this was the place where he had lived a long time ago, before he left Cusco on the orders of Don Francisco. With a splitting headache, he reluctantly sat up. A tall, barrel-shaped man carefully fastened the shackles on his right ankle, and nailed the chains connecting them to the wall with a mallet.Despite the man's corpulent frame, his movements were surprisingly deliberate.After he nailed the shackles, Jia Boye noticed that there was neither violence nor complacency in his black eyes, it should be said that they looked more helpless.Four men surrounded the fat man, looking at him with contempt and indifference in their eyes. Jia Boye asked him: "What's your name?" "My name is Henrique Amerson. My friends call me Rick, though." "Do what you have to do! Don't worry about anything." Rick sighed and continued to knock, Jia Boye gritted his teeth.Jia Boye tried to shift his attention to observe the newcomers, but he didn't know any of them.They wore heavy leather vests, new as they were, with the Pizarro emblem embroidered on them: two bears treading on slate, surrounded by pine trees and pine cones.Also, the half-moon hook-shaped halberds in their hands are also brand new, and they are casually placed on their shoulders.Jabote was not surprised when they saw a tall, well-shaven figure with a starched and neatly ironed lace collar: Enando Pizarro, stepped aside at once to make way to greet him. Fat Rick says: "Report to my lord, I can finish it right away." He tapped one last time, but lost his aim and hit Jia Boye's ankle swollen.Jia Boye groaned, and one of the guards smiled embarrassingly, then stepped back and reported: "Lord Anando, with this chain around his dog's legs, he can't even dance." Anando jokingly said: "Well done, Henrique, then we can hold a ball specially for our Mr. Gabriel Mendeluca y Flores." When the fat man stood up panting, Jia Boye gritted his teeth to make himself stand up. The splitting headache made him feel nauseous, but he didn't show it at all.His numb legs barely supported his body. Anando shook his head and said: "Mr. Jia Boye, time obviously hasn't left traces on you. When you left last time, bile flowed from the corners of your mouth. I didn't expect to see you again two and a half years later, and you still haven't changed! However, if you take a good look at your clothes, you can also You can't say you're still the same, because your taste in clothes is a little bit worse, it's like you just came out of a cesspit." Jia Boye spat out blood with a bah. "Great, that explains why there's always been a rancid smell in the air since you appeared," Enando said. One of the leather-clad guards was about to step forward when Enando stopped him with a gesture and said: "Jaboye, this time you can no longer rely on Francisco to save your life. From now on, only I can give orders here. My dear Governor brother is very happy to see me return from Spain, so I have officially sealed me Lieutenant-Governor. And, fortunately, my brother has sharp eyes. He finally sees that you are not doing your best to fulfill the tasks he entrusted to you." Jia Boye leaned against the wall, gritted his teeth and said: "What a capable deputy governor! Great title, but not big enough to cover up what you've done. Go eat shit! You people go eat shit!" Before he finished speaking, Anando slapped Jia Boye forcefully with his gloved hand, causing Jia Boye to roll on the ground. Anando gasped and said: "You think you can talk hard enough, you son of a bitch! I can kill you right now. I could give you to Gonzalo, who doesn't want to disembowel you all the time Stomach, fill his five internal organs temple! But doing so, it’s still cheap for you. When you were in Toledo, didn’t someone earnestly say that there should be a public trial? Well then, I’ll give you a trial! It’s completely in accordance with the rules Proceed. Then all Spain will know that we have hanged a bastard son of a bitch, that is you, Gabriel Monteluca y Flores. Then, my friend, listen to me, All Spaniards will always remember your name, and remember that you are the first nobleman who betrayed his motherland on the land of Peru and was sentenced to be hanged!" On Jia Boye's bleeding lips, he managed to squeeze out a sneer: "Enando! You need to be quick in your trial. Your brother has done so much good to Manco and his kin that he has turned the Incas into bloodthirsty beasts. Manco and his generals have long since Thousands of soldiers were assembled and gathered in the north of Cusco. This is what I saw with my own eyes, even tens of thousands! Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, the number of people gathered may increase sharply, and they will return to here……" Jia Boye's words really exerted the expected influence on the jailers around Anando.They looked at each other with dignified eyes and serious expressions.Anando deliberately smiled contemptuously: "That's great news! If those fools are still imagining taking back the city with their stones and sticks, then they are waiting to be chopped into pieces! But you, Duke Jaberye, I have no interest in hearing your nonsense stories. Also, pray to God and ask him to bless you to pass this test! This is more practical than waiting for those natives to rescue you!"