Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The cold wind of January blows from the continent to the coast. On Hokkaido, the west side of the Pacific Ocean, it carries the northwest monsoon from the northwest continent. On the North American coastline on the east side of the Pacific, it blows with the northeast trade winds from the Northern continent.

The trade winds howled fiercely, while a festive atmosphere pervaded the Yoreim tribe's camp. A massive Kingdom fleet was anchored there. Over a thousand Kingdom's Warriors, militia, and sailors swarmed into this coastal Northern Great Tribe, celebrating the New Year's Chief Divine Festival with the locals, the Mayo people!

"Praise the Chief Divine Huitzilopochtli! We conduct the sacred rite, inviting the presence of the Chief Divine!..."

The Preaching Priests of the fleet set up a high platform, kindled a blazing Sacred Fire, and chanted scriptures praising the Chief Divine. The devout Warriors of the Kingdom surrounded the altar, striking long spears against shields, and performed the war dance in celebration of the divine. Meanwhile, the militia and sailors cheered and shouted, their cries echoing like thunder.

Three thousand tribespeople from the Yoreim tribe gathered at the outermost circle of the altar, behaving cautiously and obediently. They mingled with the militia of the Kingdom of the Lake; some appeared very close, some were anxious, and many more carried fear and submission.

Upon closer look, one could see that those tribespeople who appeared close had the Chief Divine's emblem engraved on their foreheads. The faces of the tribal chieftains bore stiff, fearful, and reluctant smiles, welcoming the more than a thousand "Lake Central Tribe Warriors" who had descended uninvited from the sky.

As for the chieftain Kalan of the Yoreim tribe, he wore the most formal sacrificial garments, a headdress with red deer antlers, a patterned robe, and an American gourd at his waist as he boarded the flagship of the Kingdom fleet. He was "warmly invited" by the fleet's captain and deputy captain, the Divine Revelation Priest Zuwaro and the Second Level Priest Miki, to board the ship's bow to watch the sacrificial rite ashore and the "Chief Divine's Thunderbolt."

"Praise the Chief Divine Huitzilopochtli! He is supreme and great, omnipresent, and omnipotent! He bestows upon us sunlight and dew, food, and fish. He protects our harvests, allowing our people to flourish, and he will also bring down the Divine Punishment of Thunderbolt! We prostrate ourselves, praying to Him, offering pious sacrifices!..."

"The God has come! He descends upon the sun in the sky, gazing at us majestically!"

The Second-Level Preaching Priest, Utadori Quetzalcoatl, sang and praised devoutly, his voice loud and authoritative. He took from the Warriors, one by one, the young wolves with drained blood, the deer shot by arrows, and the plump and robust river fish. Then, the priests brandished Obsidian daggers, chanting together in unison, and dissected the "three sacrifices" as offerings, throwing them into the blazing Sacred Fire in succession!

"Praise the Supreme Main God, we offer you the Coyote! He is the Sun's companion, protecting the perpetuation of the tribes!"

"Praise the Supreme Main God, we offer you the deer! He is the spirit under the Moon, ensuring our peace after death!"

"Praise the Supreme Main God, we offer you the river fish! He is the darling of the earth, ensuring the harvest of the fields, fisheries, and hunting grounds!"

Faint black smoke rose from the Sacred Fire, emitting the smell of charred protein. Then, the Preaching Priests took out the sulfur charcoal powder from their pockets and threw it into the fire! Instantly, the flames rose, enveloped in a mysterious blue color.

Upon seeing this scene, the Warriors and militia of the Kingdom all prostrated themselves on the ground, devoutly eulogizing the Chief Divine. Meanwhile, the surrounding Yoreim tribespeople exclaimed in awe and finally could not contain the reverence in their hearts, all prostrating themselves on the ground, praising the Chief Divine of the Lake Tribe! In the end, only a dozen or so tribal chieftains, looking grim, reluctantly kneeled down under the sharp gaze of the Kingdom Priests.

"...The God has witnessed it! The sacrificial rite ascends to the sky, and the Chief Divine grants promises! He promises the continuation of the tribe, the Divine Kingdom after death, and protects our harvests!..."

"He is merciful and generous, protecting all tribes who convert! And from now on, you all shall convert to the Chief Divine, becoming his devout followers!... Praise the Chief Divine! He protects us!"

"Praise the Chief Divine! Protection! Protection!..."

When the Preaching Priests sang up to this point, the surrounding cheers grew louder, echoing along the coast and under the sky. Listening to the shouts of reverence and submission from the tribespeople, the faces of the kneeling tribal chieftains became even grimmer, revealing a tinge of deep-seated fear.

On the longship of the fleet, chieftain Kalan pursed his lips, his expression rigid, and said nothing. A few days earlier, the massive Kingdom fleet had suddenly descended on them, launching an assault on the tribe, catching him completely off guard.

With the cooperation of over a hundred Kingdom Warriors stationed there and dozens of devout tribal believers, four hundred Armored Warriors and eight hundred bow spear soldiers directly landed ashore and flooded every corner of the Yoreim Great Tribe!

The Kingdom army moved swiftly, with very clear objectives. Led by the tribal believers, they immediately attacked each longhouse, taking control of the chieftain and the leaders. Soon, the tribal chieftain and leaders declared surrender, and those who refused to surrender were executed on the spot. Under the absolute military pressure of a thousand Kingdom soldiers, hundreds of warriors and hunters within the tribe also gradually laid down their weapons and surrendered.

In just three days, the Yoreim Great Tribe of three thousand people changed masters and came under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of the Lake. Chieftain Kalan felt anger and despair, yet was helpless. For such a massive fleet, with so many elite warriors, even a frontal battle would mean the Yoreim Great Tribe could never be a match and would have to flee into the eastern wilderness.

The annexation of wilderness tribes was thus barefaced and merciless! The tribe's warriors obeyed the powerful, as long as they could maintain their original lifestyle without being driven to desperation... they would not fight for the chiefs in a hopeless battle.

Once the tribe changed hands, there was no chance to turn the tables. Chieftain Kalan only regretted not being on guard sooner, allowing the Kingdom's Preaching Priests to preach and spread their religion throughout the tribe for nearly two years. He also resented the greedy leaders of the tribe, dazzled by the exquisite gifts from the Lake Tribe, without any vigilance. More than that, he loathed the foolish tribespeople who were so easily converted by the Preaching Priests, becoming followers of the Lake's Chief Divine...

Thousands of thoughts surged in chieftain Kalan's heart, morphing into anger and unwillingness. However, in front of more than a dozen armor-clad, spear-wielding Warriors, all of chieftain Kalan's unwillingness was buried in his heart, not daring to reveal it. Two steps away, Divine Revelation Priest Zuwaro and Miki spoke in low voices in the Prepetcha language, faces solemn.

"Scholar Mikki, listen to my explanation! This sudden action, I only received notice two days in advance, I didn't mean to hide it from you... The Second-Level Preaching Priest Utadori Quetzalcoatl, has been preaching in the Northern wilderness for nearly two years, converting over a hundred tribal believers and migrating over a hundred Kingdom Warriors, establishing deep roots. However, the chieftain and leaders of the Yoreim Great Tribe remained obstinate, unwilling to submit to the Chief Divine. Tribal shaman priests also interfered incessantly, suppressing the Kingdom's preaching..."

"Therefore, when news of us leading the fleet north with more than a thousand warriors came, the Songbird Priest made the decision to send a small boat to contact our fleet, aiming to capture the Yoreim Great Tribe in one fell swoop! I worried you might hesitate and not strike hard, which is why I told you only before action..."

"Thankfully, everything went smoothly, with almost no bloodshed, only a few dozen unwilling-to-surrender leaders and warriors were killed. The vast majority of the Yoreim tribespeople did not harbor a blood feud with the Kingdom and, as expected, accepted everything submissively. Next, after this New Year's grand ritual, there will be an equally sacred conversion ceremony to soothe the people's hearts. We need to engrave the Chief Divine's emblem upon them, make them swear a blood oath, fully convert all Yoreim tribespeople, and transform them into the Chief Divine's followers entirely!"

"The fleet needs a stable rear base to explore the North. Establishing such a base cannot be accomplished in one or two years. Throughout the Northern land, there is no place more suitable than the Yoreim Great Tribe, deeply permeated by the Kingdom with its believers! This tribe is excellently positioned, with a large population, fertile riverside soils suitable for cultivation, vast gold and copper deposits, and it connects with the wilderness via rivers. Further north, in Yaji people's territory, lies a vast coalfield... Moreover, their language is similar to the Alliance's, facilitating the Kingdom's rule and assimilation. This is the land the Chief Divine promised!"

"After capturing the Yoreim Great Tribe, this will be the first large tribe in the Northern continent to convert to the Chief Divine, and the Kingdom's first large settlement in the Northern continent! Henceforth, the Kingdom's exploration in the North will have a strong pillar. Our maritime exploration journey will also be able to continuously and nearby supply food, materials, and sailors! This resolute decision to launch a surprise attack is the reason for my conviction..."