Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Six

Atahualpa's army entered the village of Khadeji at sunset.Guyappa and several captains put on leather corsets and iron shirts over their vests, and armor of reeds strong enough to resist blows or blows from stones and clubs.At the front of the team is the military flag team holding bright colorful flags.Then, lined up neatly behind were the spearmen, with the archers at the rear. The stone-paved streets and alleys in the village did not see anyone, except for a little boy with a short-haired black dog blocking the road, blocking the other party's passage. Guyappa walked towards him.

"Do you know who we are?" The child shook his head, not knowing how to answer.Guapa politely asks him to step aside. At this moment horns and drums sounded together, and the echoes of the tumult echoed in the valley. Facing the setting sun, against the setting sun, several bearers carried Atahualpa's resplendently decorated sedan chair into the village slowly. The colorful feathers on the sedan chair were flying in the wind. Carried forward by a group of birds. The sedan chair finally stopped.The delicate Khunbi curtains fluttered gently in the breeze. "Are you ready?" the Inca asked.

"Ready, Prince," said Guyappa, "we are waiting for your order." "Order the army to line up in a ring and surround the entire hill, and my enemy, the damned idol, must not escape from it." After a few short and harsh orders, the army dispersed immediately. At dawn, Atahualpa climbed to the top of the mountain alone, accompanied by only two princes who went to seek divination: Vera Omar and Guyapa. The abbot of the temple was waiting for them in front of the temple. He was wearing a robe covered with pink seashells, and his whole body was more filthy and stinking than usual.

Atahualpa stepped out of the sedan chair, holding a gilded copper ax in his hand.The abbot of the temple neither bowed his head nor bowed to the Inca king, but stood quietly on the crutch with a snake pattern on the handle. "Do you know who I am?" Atahualpa said. The other party nodded. "I know you. You are Prince Atahualpa." "Since you know me, why don't you salute me?" "Because someone once came to God Khadeji to ask for lottery and divination. Through my voice, it replied that there is only one Shapa Inca in the world, and his name is Huaskar."

"You're talking nonsense." "I have no right to decide whether to lie or tell the truth. I just speak for God Khadeji. It existed before I appeared, and it will continue after I disappear." "You're talking nonsense. Tell that lie about me again, and I'll have to hear you tell it." "You are Prince Atahualpa. You have killed. Your death is near." "You are talking nonsense. You are in trouble with my opponent, and you are embarrassing me. Don't you know that no one can despise me arbitrarily? Humans can't, Huaca can't, even gods can't..."

"You are not an Inca king. You have not passed the formal nomination at all. Although you are the son of Vanya Capac, it is a pity that your mother came from a humble background—" The ax in Atahualpa's hand flew through the air like the wind, and no one had time to react, it slashed at the neck of the abbot of the temple.The abbot's head rolled down, blood spattering.After a pause for a few seconds, his old hands still gripped the cane tightly, and finally, at the moment his head fell to the ground, he let go of his hand and fell to the ground along the cane. Gu Yapa forced a smile on his face, pretending to be calm and watching the head roll to the ground.

A drop of blood from the abbot of the temple just spattered the only gold ornament on the vest of the Inca king, a geometric kapac representing the chieftain.Atahualpa walked indifferently to the small temple dedicated to the statue. "No one can despise me!" he repeated over his shoulder to Vera Omar and Guyappa as he crossed the threshold. He raised the ax again and slashed at the statue of Khadeji with human face and body. The place where he struck coincided with when he killed the abbot of the temple, it was the neck.Due to the excessive force, when the head fell to the ground, the body of the statue also shook and fell to the ground, raising a small piece of dust, which stuck to the sleeve of the Inca king's robe.

After that, he stood by the threshold of the temple, gasping for breath, his eyes were bloodshot and swollen, his eyes were fierce and resentful. "You're not happy, Vera Omar?" "Not to mention happy, the only king, there is nothing unhappy. I obey the orders of the Holy Majesty and the instructions of the ancestors of the underworld. I respect you and your father Andi." At the foot of the mountain, a communications officer hurried over.He rushed to Guapa's side panting, with sweat pouring down his forehead, and the long and strong muscles on his thighs were still clearly visible due to excessive running.The young captain immediately turned to face him, and the courier whispered in his ear for a long time, after which Guapa smiled.

"One and only king!" he cried. "What's the matter, brother?" "Huascar, the traitor who usurped the throne, was imprisoned by Chalé-Guccimer, the general of his own army, and he is now in a cage. He has surrendered at last, the only king! You can do it any time you like. It could tear him to pieces." "Look up at me, Vera Omar, at your king, without unwarranted awe." Vera Omar was still staring down at the ground. "The world is about to change, oh! Wise man, this is a major event that has never happened in the Four Square Empire since the reformer Pashar Gudek! I will be the creator of the future world! I am the one who destroys old beliefs and evil gates Man of religion, I am the great man who turned men into stones and stones into men..."

"You shouldn't boast like this, the only king," said Vila Omar in a low voice. "Only Viracocha, the creator god, has such power!" "Of course I can say that, and I can say whatever I like, wise man without wisdom. Guapa, what do you think?" "Of course, my lord." "I want you to order a search of all the houses in this ghost town that worships the Temple of Huaca and the statue of the god of evil, and place any wood you can find around the corpse," he said, pointing contemptuously at the headless abbot's body , "It's like my army surrounded this statue and the whole mountain forest, and then set him on fire!"

Guappa tried to keep smiling. "As you command, my lord." "After the burning is over, ask someone to find the remains of the idol's head, grind it and other bone fragments into powder, and throw it into the air!" The courier stood respectfully behind Guapa, with his head bowed from beginning to end, his hands folded behind his back.The young captain turned to him. "Anything else?" The young messenger whispered in his ear again for a long time.Guyapa suddenly lost his smile. "There's other news," said Guapa. "Later, brother," Atahualpa said. "Too much happened today, and I don't want to hear anything else." He strode onto the sedan chair. Ana Maya looked at the burning fire. The fire engulfed all the houses in the village, quickly spread through the thorn bushes, and climbed all the way to the three huge rocks on the top of the mountain. The night was as bright as day, and the heat was unbearable.She turned to look at Guapa. "Did you set the fire?" "I am only following the orders of the Inca." Unable to cope, she turned to look at the villagers, who stared blankly at the homes, forests and statues engulfed in flames. "You seem to have something on your mind," Annamaya said. "I received a strange message..." "Huascar was arrested?" "No. The primitive tribes on the coast, the Indians of Tarland said that some white men with beards and war robes came from the sea..." Anna Maya was terrified. "Around their waists was a girdle, and on the girdle was something silver that looked like a needle used by a woman in weaving... They walked or rode on llamas, and they were bigger than ours. The Tarlans call them Viracochaguna." Despite the rising temperature, Annamaya was shivering with cold, so obvious that even Guapa noticed.He wanted to wrap his arms around her shoulders, but she gently rebuffed him. "I remember," she said, "I remember... When I was a child, whenever a Herald arrived, Maharaja Wanya Kapac made me rub his body to keep him warm... They talked of strange men from the sea, and they spoke the name of Viracocha . . . and the Quartet changed after that." "We are the powerful country in the world!" Guyapa screamed, "There is not a tribe that does not submit to our prestige!" "I don't know why Wanya Kapac stopped contacting me after his death. His silence disturbed me. For a long time, I thought it was my own bad behavior. But now I wonder if he didn't. Wishing to see the world perish, so she hid herself—the oracle indicated that the time of death was near.” "The oracle has been destroyed, Ana Maya." "look!" Ana Maya pointed to the top of the mountain.Although the entire mountain was engulfed in flames, the large rock that held fragments of Khadeji's statue and the temple dedicated to it remained unharmed.Flames surrounded the temple, surrounding it, turning it into a shining golden hall under the starry sky. Annamaya recalled the words of Vanya Capac, the words he told her, the words that were still in her heart. "Neither fire nor water nor wind can destroy the Word, Guapa, including violence of any kind."