Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The thunder rolled and echoed at the edge of the sky, but the sky was clear and cloudless. Golden-red sunlight pierced through the treetops and fell onto the wilderness by the river. The wilderness had been cultivated for many years, large fields were covered with green grass, yet before the burning for spring plowing could commence, it was trampled into a mess by the marching of a legion of samurai.

The river flowed north, fields extended along the river, while the footprints of the march came from the west. At the center where the fields, river, and footprints converged laid an ancient city-state within the jungle, "The Wanderer's Land of the Forest Wolf," Coyote City.

The ancient Coyote City was built with bricks and stones, the temple in the city stood towering, but the city walls weren't very high. At this moment, a section of the not-so-high west wall had already been blasted through, and flames were burning at the top of the wall. Light smoke drifted everywhere, spreading the scent of the volcano. The terrified, chaotic shouts echoed up and down the defenders on the city walls.

"Oh! Sun God! The city wall! The city wall has collapsed!"

"It's the Aztecs! They've summoned terrible thunder! The priests of the God of Thunder are dead!..."

"Divine punishment! This is divine punishment! Everything is over... how can we resist the Divine?!"

"Ah! They're killing their way in! They're killing their way in!..."

"Where's the chieftain? Where's the mighty Great Chief?"

"The Great Chief has fled into the city! He's fled to the granary!"

"All Gods and Ancestors! Surrender! We surrender!..."

Black Wolf Torc, clad in heavy armor, stood outside the city. He observed the chaotic and beginning-to-surrender defending army, and also watched the excitedly roaring and bravely charging Totonac vanguard camp, his lips gradually curling up as he nodded slightly.

"The tribal vanguard camp is doing quite well..."

These surrendered Totonac troops, having taken a blood oath, converted to the Chief Divine, and pledged to fight for the kingdom, seemed as if they were reborn overnight. As long as the Kingdom's main force was pressuring, they rushed the formations with increased courage, even managing to suppress the initial Totonac tribal army completely. And when they charged into the city, their slaughter against the various noble chiefs was even more ruthless than the canine descendants from the wilderness...

"It's almost over! Coyote City has blocked our army for half a month, and should fall today!"

Black Wolf Torc's expression remained cold, emotionless. Conquering such an ordinary city-state didn't bring him much joy. He merely watched the army surging into the city and coldly commanded.

"Send a regiment of Guajili warriors into the city, watch those newly recruited little wolves. Don't let them kill indiscriminately, and don't let them set fires at will!"

"Red-haired hunters, armored, enter the city immediately, take control of the granary, grain store, guard them well! Without my permission, kill anyone who attacks the granary!"

"Yes, leader!"

Several trusted aides quickly departed, and the red-haired hunters also sprang into action. Shortly, a large group of kingdom's warriors entered the city, batches of captives from the city were escorted out. Seeing the situation was settled, Black Wolf Torc relaxed his expression slightly. He turned around, looked at the low-headed Totonac Chieftain beside him, and asked with a smile.

"Forest Wolf, how is the Chief Divine's punishment?"

"Esteemed Black Wolf Great Chief, the Chief Divine's punishment... every time I witness it, it makes me bow my head, praying devoutly to Him!"

Forest Wolf Mayakun lowered his head, cautiously responding to the Black Wolf Commander-in-Chief. He held the amulet of the Sun Hummingbird on his neck, praying reverently to the Chief Divine, praising the power of the War God.

"Praise the Chief Divine! He controls the thunderbolts of the sky, unprecedentedly powerful..."

"Very good! Forest Wolf, you are very devout, and also perceptive to the situation! Your name has 'wolf' in it, that's quite nice!"

Seeing Forest Wolf's performance, Black Wolf grinned, satisfied. After contemplating briefly, he generously issued orders with a wave of his hand.

"Forest Wolf, since you are the former chieftain of Coyote City, coming back here should be like returning home! When the city falls, the identification of tribal captives in the city will be handed over to you! First, pick out the family warriors under you, form a squad of personal soldiers who can fight, then point out those chieftains in the city who dare to resist, and clear them all out for me!"

Upon hearing this, Forest Wolf Mayakun was delighted inwardly. As long as he held the power to identify captives, he could regroup his subordinates. Then, as long as he pretended to change faith and patiently endured, that hopeful future would be within reach, haha...

"Ah! Fire! Fire! The granary is on fire!"

"Chief Divine! The Rat Chieftain Masal set the granary ablaze!..."

Black Wolf Torc was relaxed, giving instructions for post-battle arrangements, when sudden frantic shouts came from within the city. Then, red-haired hunter Mique, with a face full of ash, ran out from the city, stumbling and rushing to Black Wolf's feet, reporting loudly.

"Black Wolf Leader! In the city, that Rat King Chieftain actually set the granary on fire!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Black Wolf suddenly changed color, his face instantly darkened, filled with an ice-cold fearsome look. He stared at the center of the city, where the thick smoke was rising aggressively, and shouted fiercely.

"Go! Hurry up and extinguish the fire!"

Red-haired hunter Mique knelt on the ground, skillfully rolled over. Then, he lifted his soot-covered face and shook his head forcefully.

"Leader, this fire cannot be extinguished, it's too late! The granary set ablaze had black oil poured in advance! That fire burns fiercely, rushing straight towards people... even a hunter got caught in the flames!"

"Poured black oil? Black oil from the seaside lands?!... Damn it! Damn it! I will personally chop his head off!"

Upon hearing this, Black Wolf Torc gritted his teeth, unable to restrain the anger within him, and roared loudly. Once black oil is ignited, it's extremely hard to put out. Given the current fierce fire, the granary in this city was utterly doomed! Without the city's food supplies, and with tens of thousands more captives...

Thinking of this, Black Wolf's expression turned fierce, his eyes flashing a cold light like a wolf's. With a clang, he pulled out the bronze axe from his waist, and shouted sternly.

"Where's that arsonist rat?"

"Leader! He's not only set the granary on fire but also set himself on fire. He refused to die, rolling around on the ground. Then, he was caught by the hunters, tied up like a turkey waiting to be slaughtered..."

"Go! Bring him over!"

"Yes, leader!"

Red-haired hunter Mique agilely rolled over again and swiftly dashed into the city, like a nimble monkey. Black Wolf stood outside the city, watching the fierce blaze at the city center, emotions swirling in his chest, but his face gradually calmed down.

"Forest Wolf, how many tribes are there in Coyote City now?"

"Esteemed Black Wolf Great Chief, the tribes in the city... are estimated to be twenty thousand people."

Forest Wolf Mayakun lowered his head, uncertain of the Black Wolf Commander-in-Chief's intentions. But an ominous premonition had already struck his heart.

"Twenty thousand... plus the twenty thousand surrendered tribes outside the city... that's forty thousand!... There's only food in the camp for ten thousand people for one month, and if four thousand people were to eat..."

Black Wolf lowered his eyes, using newly learned mathematics, he calculated simply, and the killing intent grew increasingly daunting. He gazed with merciless wolf eyes at the uneasy Forest Wolf, and asked again in a deep voice.

"In Coyote City, besides the granary at the city center, are there any other large reserves of food?"

"Black Wolf Great Chief, the Divine Descendant Nobility's North City has another grain store... but since it was an intentional arson, that wouldn't be spared either!... Look, the flames in the city, that northern smoke... should be from the grain store..."

Forest Wolf Mayakun sighed, pointing to the north of the city. Black Wolf glanced over and indeed saw another plume of rising black smoke. Under the thick smoke, fires were intermittently visible. The raging fire was burning fiercely, turning the most precious grains in the seaside rainforest into airborne smoke and dust...

"Burning grains?... Actually burning grains!... If not for His Highness, such ridiculous means wouldn't be able to stop me?... My supreme Wolf King, please unleash my chains!..."

Black Wolf muttered in a low voice, revealing sharp teeth, suppressing the turmoil within his heart. His gaze was deep, looking towards the nearby Forest Wolf Chieftain, causing the latter to shiver as if being watched by the most dangerous beast.

This unexpectedly large fire couldn't harm many of the kingdom's warriors at all. However, it succeeded in stopping the eastward march of the army better than tens of thousands of Totonac tribes.