Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

April is the hope before spring plowing, and spring's essence spreads across the wilderness. In the northeast of the Yucatan Peninsula, the Kingdom's exploration fleet rests at Ekab Port. The crew repairs the ships, replenishes their spirits, preparing to sail east across the sea to Cuba Snake Island. Meanwhile, on the Mexican Plateau, tens of thousands of Totonac captives are being escorted by the Alliance's samurai, marching southwest, arriving outside Water Valley City to cultivate the fields.

The long wind blows, following the route of the captives, four hundred miles east of Water Valley City, reaching the source of many captives. This fertile land of struggle and battle, with numerous villages, abundant water sources, and fields stretching across the land, also has the western stronghold of the Totonac people, Five Mountains City.

At this moment, the eight thousand Feathered Serpent Legion is stationed along this four-hundred-mile route, transporting captives, covering the grain routes, while also capturing tribespeople along the way. Thousands of the Kingdom's Warriors form the army's blade, spreading out around Five Mountains City to capture captives. They form groups of hundreds, breaking villages and towns, capturing young men and women as prisoners. As for Black Wolf Torc, he personally leads four thousand Guajili Legion, four thousand Mistec Defectors Camp, and a thousand Imperial Guards Artillery Camp, besieging the precarious Five Mountains City.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ten Sun Divine Eagle Cannons are deployed outside Five Mountains City, unleashing roaring thunderbolts! Stone projectiles launch and fiercely strike the city walls of Five Mountains City, like the hurling stones of giant beasts. Occasionally, sharp stones pierce through wooden shields, shattering into a spray of wooden blades on the walls, bringing forth a mist of blood.

"Feathered Serpent Divine! Save your people!"

"Please, please bestow your divine power against the volcanic demon of the West!"

The air is filled with cries on the heads of Five Mountains City, accompanied by desperate wails. The City Lord of Five Mountains, Totonac Divine Descendant Xalapa, turns pale and trembles all over. He watches the dreadful Copper Beasts outside the city bombarding, feeling as if doomsday is upon him.

"What on earth is this?! How do the evil Aztecs harness such vast power? Could it be, as the fleeing Tlaxcala nobility said, this is the evil power of volcanic demons? If only I knew, if only I knew..."

Divine Descendant Xalapa's face is full of regret. Surrounding Five Mountains City are five hills, and although the city walls are low, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. He once believed this was an impregnable stronghold!

In fact, for more than a month before, the Aztec legions only besieged Five Mountains City, raiding everywhere, never forcibly attacking. He patiently awaited the withdrawal of the wild battle-hardened enemy due to exhaustion of supplies. But unexpectedly, he awaited the golden Copper Beasts of thunder!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ten copper beasts line up, roaring with an earth-shaking clamor, launching destructive stone projectiles. Such bombardment lasts only a few days, and the six thousand warriors and militia on the walls lose their courage. They witness the stones flying over the city heads, unleashing a mist of bloody cries. They cannot comprehend it, only thinking it is the divine power of the War God and Thunderbolt, feeling an unstoppable despair.

"If I knew it would be like this, it would have been better to hand over the fifteen thousand Tlaxcala tribes we received and give up five thousand able-bodied men... bow low and plead for the aggressive Aztecs to withdraw!"

Divine Descendant Xalapa grits his teeth, feeling only anger, unwillingness, and fear in his heart. Months ago, Aztec legions raided the borders, looting several Totonac villages, and engaged in battle with the scout warriors of Five Mountains City, both sides suffering casualties. Subsequently, he sent an envoy to inquire of the titular suzerain, "Why make a move against the compliant Totonac villages?" The response brought by the envoy came with terms he considered unacceptable at the time.

"The Alliance's Divine War Eastward, seeking to completely extinguish the divine descendants of the Tlaxcalan people! Five Mountains City dared to accept the eastbound fleeing Tlaxcalan tribes, it must be severely punished! You have ten days to hand over twenty thousand Tlaxcan people! If insufficient, fill in with able-bodied Totonacs!"

To hand over a full twenty thousand able-bodied tribespeople! Five Mountains City only has about 130,000 to 140,000 tribespeople, even after accepting ten to twenty thousand able-bodied Tlaxcalans, totaling merely 150,000 to 160,000 people. Suddenly handing over one-eighth, mostly able-bodied men, is completely unacceptable to the leaders, chieftains, and noble priests of the city! And with only ten days' time, everyone could not possibly reach a consensus on this sacrifice of interests. So, undoubtedly, Five Mountains City neither agreed nor refused, only thinking of stalling.

However, the Aztec legions, ready to move, faced no delay! Ten days later, Black Wolf Toltec personally led the assembled tens of thousands of troops, invading the interior of Five Mountains City. He personally commanded the vanguard, consecutively breaking several obstructing camps, unfazed, directly reaching the base of Five Mountains City! From receiving the final ultimatum to the appearance of the Aztec battle flags, it took merely twenty days!

"Despicable Aztecs! They were premeditated, as greedy as a jaguar! Fresh from devouring the mighty Tlaxcala Alliance, their reddened eyes now look eastward! At this moment, the leaders of the various bands of Totonac fearfully tug at each other, debating how much to deploy. By the time they mobilize and assemble, spending another month to arrive... I fear Five Mountains City will have already fallen! And I, too, must ascend to the top of the Great Temple, to the sacrificial stone..."

Thinking of this, Divine Descendant Xalapa's limbs tremble, sweating profusely. He clearly understands that as the most honorable divine descendant leader in the city, should the city fall and he be captured by the Aztecs, the consequences would be grave! He clenches his teeth, biting his lip, thinking chaotically for a moment, and then hurriedly shouts to his trusted aide.