Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Thunder rumbled, and stone projectiles shot furiously! The small stones flew straight, smashing through wooden boards and shields, scattering shards of wood. These were the small-caliber Sun Divine Eagle Cannons. Meanwhile, massive stones roared into the sky, tracing a high arc before crashing heavily onto the earthen fort's wooden walls, a force impossible to withstand—those were the God of Thunder's Mortar Cannons!

"Boom! Boom! Crack..."

The heavy thud of boulders made the entire wooden wall shake violently! At the impact points of the massive stones, any obstruction was easily shattered! Bodies were torn apart, wooden splinters flew everywhere, and the sturdy wooden wall resembled a clay model in the hands of the Heavenly Divine, easily breaking with a gentle pat, leaving deep cracks!

"Oh gods! Feathered Serpent Divine!..."

Atop the earthen fort, Great Chief Quasnake let out an alarmed cry before vision turned to black. Violent tremors came suddenly, knocking him to the ground, sending waves of pain through his body. In that moment, he was like an ant on a clay model, easily swept into a crevice by the hand of the divine, unable to control his fate. But then, the ominous destiny approached, and death loomed before him! Yet, his vision remained a pitch-black void...

"Ah! My eyes! My eyes! Ancestors... save me!..."

Great Chief Quasnake lay on the city wall, wailing in terror, his voice filled with disbelief! Fine wooden blades had pierced his eyes, unbearable pain surged from them, and blood-tears rolled down his wounded face. In front of him, the wooden barrier had been utterly blown apart by several stone projectiles, and the family warriors guarding him were similarly dead and wounded!

Cannon fire thundered, stone projectiles shattered shields, and even under heavy guard, they easily felled Great Chief Quasnake. This was a divine punishment the Totonac tribes had never imagined!

Two 30-pound stones, larger than a human head, landed a few meters before and behind Great Chief Quasnake. One stone deeply embedded itself atop the wooden wall, while the other struck the outer wall and then fell into the mud. This stretch of wooden wall, over ten meters long, split with several long cracks. The cracks ensnared Great Chief Quasnake's ankle, foreshadowing a precarious collapse.

"The Great Chief has fallen! The Great Chief has fallen!..."

"Leader, save the leader!..."

"Ah! Demons! Evil Power! This is the evil power of the volcanic demons!..."

"It is divine punishment! Terrible divine punishment!"

"All gods protect us! Feathered Serpent Divine protect us! Ancestors protect us!"

"No! It's the unstoppable War God! War God! We beseech you..."

Twenty cannons fired a round, like the divine thunder punishment, shaking the hearts of all the Totonac defending army. This terrifying thunderbolt deeply shocked the warriors of the eastern seaside tribes and emerged as their worst fear—a divine punishment! Following a brief silence, frantic and despairing chaos suddenly exploded along the fort walls!

"...Chief Divine protect us! He grants us divine power, striking our enemies!"

Amidst the chaotic cries at the wall top, a moment flashed by! After the Sun Divine Eagle Cannons fired a round, the thick Thunder God Mortars were reloaded!

"Ignite! Fire!..."

"Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!..."

The roar of heavy stones approached again, striking the front and back of the fort with unstoppable force. Countless wooden shards flew like blades, the sharp sound of wood snapping stabbed at everyone's ears, as if the entire fort wall was wailing mournfully!

The second round of bombardment passed, leaving the chaos on the fort wall irrecoverable. Hundreds of warriors and militia shouted in terror, rolling and leaping off the high walls. Many, in sheer panic, leapt outward, breaking legs and spines under the watchful eyes of thousands of Mexica legion. Behind the wall, two thousand warriors reserved were now terrified and bewildered. At least half knelt to the ground, praying frantically to the All Gods!

"Chief Divine protect us! Ignite, fire!..."

"Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!..."

The third round of stones smashed into the fort walls once again. This time, the struck segment of wall issued an unprecedented "crack," like the final scream of the dying, then it split and collapsed thunderously!

"Good! Great! Truly Chief Divine's protection! Truly the God of Thunder's weapon!"

Seeing the collapsed wall and the chaotic, dense defending army beyond the gap, Black Wolf Torc laughed heartily, invigorated and uplifted! He immediately waved a red flag, projecting orders to the prepared Kingdom Legion.

"Select a group of throwing vanguards, hurl a round of Divine Power Globes at the gap! All troops armor up, and once the throwing explodes, charge into the fort for me!"

"Praise the Chief Divine! Fight for the divine, die for the divine!"

Over a hundred throwing vanguards, clutching smoldering clay tribulus, charged towards the gap in the wooden fortress. Their assault encountered virtually no resistance, followed by a dense volley of throws!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!..."

The effect of this volley sent a tremor through Black Wolf Torc. The clustered clay tribulus exploded inside and outside the several-meter gap, creating a pit of corpses from blood and flesh!

The nearby Totonac defending army completely lost their will to fight, turning desperately to flee towards the rear fort's port. Amidst frantic and terrified cries, the faint sound of despairing wails echoed!

"The Great Chief has been blasted to death by divine thunder! Dead!..."

"The Mexica! The Mexica have stormed in!..."

"Oh gods! I implore you..."

The City-State's leader perished, and hordes of armored warriors poured in, driving thousands of Hidden Serpent City warriors into complete collapse! Groups of tribal warriors fled to the rear fort port, raising war clubs, hacking at each other chaotically, just to seize docked war boats, hoping to escape across the Great River, their only path to survival.

The Kingdom's Warriors surged in like waves, prompting masses of Totonac defending forces to kneel and surrender. The Imperial Guard Vanguards wielded battle axes, slaughtering their way to the port, cutting down the last hundreds of opposing enemies around the war boats. Limbs and severed fingers littered the boats, while surrounding river waters were dyed crimson with blood...

"...Praise the Chief Divine! Praise His Majesty! May the divine bless the kingdom with glorious victory!"

Three thousand Kingdom's Warriors poured into the fallen riverside camp, securing every corner and guarding all defectors. Then, the triumphant cheers and prayers resounded throughout the entire camp, carrying eastward across the Great River!

"May the divine bless the kingdom, may he bless the Imperial Guard Legion!"

Imperial Guard Commander, Stone Spear Pozo, brandishing his blood-dripping Copper Spear, leapt onto a docked war boat. Staring at the fleet of over a hundred war boats rowing farther away, escaping to safety, he spat bloodily off the side.

"Ha! After all this fighting, splattered with blood everywhere, we will eventually appear before you, even if Your Majesty's legion advances another thousand miles!"

"Bozoth, Praise the Chief Divine! Praise to the Chief Divine! With these war boats, Your Majesty finally has a naval force here!"

With a Bronze Axe in hand, Throwing Spear Ata completed a full inspection, a smile wide across his face.

Bozoth and Ata, leading the most devout throwing vanguard camp, were the highest-ranking commanders of the Tecos Tribes in the kingdom. Their loyalty to His Majesty surpassed that of many Mexica Generals. They aspired to lead the Kingdom Legion to conquer all Tecos Tribes, ultimately forming a Tecos Tribal Legion! Then, claiming the new Legion Commander's position...

"Good, praise the Chief Divine! We captured more than a hundred war boats! With these war boats, His Majesty now has a naval force here!"

Stone Spear Bozoth pounded his chest with his fist, letting out a forceful laugh.

"With these boats, we can cross the Great River, sweeping through the coastal Totonac camps on the opposite shore, cutting off Golden Bay City's riverine support!"