Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The setting sun, reflecting on the vast Great River, dyed the river's surface with a shimmering blood-red glow. Upon closer inspection, the blood-red hue was not an illusion! Fresh red blood spread across the river, accompanying the drifting bodies, recording the just-concluded slaughter.

"Tsk, tsk! These tribal allied forces, whenever they battle, always lack the spirit to fight to the death. Hmm, they are not even as crazy in resistance as those militias were when we attacked Five Mountains City and Feathered Serpent Ancient City!"

Black Wolf Toltec stood by the riverbank, gazing distantly at the downstream North. There, more than ten small dugout canoes were swiftly ferrying the escaping tribal chieftains toward the distance.

"It's a pity, ah, that the Kingdom doesn't have naval forces here, allowing these pointy-hatted tribal chieftains to escape!"

"Boss, it is exactly because these tribal chieftains fled that the remaining tribal warriors collapsed so easily. Anyway, only sixty or seventy escaped, which doesn't affect the Kingdom's war situation much."

Tupa, holding a bronze axe, covered in blood, stood beside the Black Wolf Chief Divine. His face still bore a smiling expression, as if the life-and-death battle earlier was just a trivial game.

Behind him, on the riverbank, the bodies of Totonac Warriors lay randomly in overlapping layers, most with their backs facing up, having died in the massacre following the rout. Further away, over a thousand defectors from the Conical House City and Feather Bird City divisions discarded their weapons and kneeled in the riverbank mud. Encircling the defectors were thousands of the Kingdom Legion, their long spears like a forest, securely surrounded them.

At this moment, dozens of Mexica Warriors, armored, were selecting among the large circle of captives. Frequently, gravely wounded captives, chieftains wearing feathered headdresses, and furious resisting warriors were chosen and placed in a smaller circle nearby. This was the Black Wolf Army's practice of sifting captives: those in the larger circle lived, those in the smaller circle died.

Before long, the defectors in the larger circle, under the warriors' supervision, would begin exterminating all those in the smaller circle, offering up their first token of betrayal against their clan and the Divine.

"After fighting all the way here, I've also figured out the nature of the Totonac Tribal Army! Their performance in defending cities is much stronger than in field battles, and their fighting spirit near home is far stronger than when supporting other regions!..."

"Hmm? Stronger in city defense than in field battles, stronger at home than abroad?"

Hearing Tupa's words, Black Wolf was slightly stunned, pondering. He furrowed his brow, remained silent for a while, and then murmured softly to himself.

"Chief Divine bless! So, if we let the various Totonac tribes gather from hundreds of miles away from the jungle coast to beneath Golden Bay City and then deal with them there... this strategy might be far easier and more effortless than having the legion trek thousands of miles to attack each one individually? ...Maybe, I should consult His Highness..."

"Ah? Boss, what did you say? What consult His Highness?"

Tupa blinked, looking at his boss, his face showing a trace of contemplation.

"No worries! Tupa, go check on our wounded brothers and tally the casualty numbers. Once the defectors have handed over their tokens of betrayal, cut off all the heads of the fallen warriors and bring them back to show the defending army at River Bay Camp!"

"Yes! At your command, Boss!"

Before sunset, the casualties of both armies were tallied. On the Kingdom's side, only a little over a hundred Red Hair elites were lost in total.

As for the reinforcements from Conical House City and Feather Bird City divisions, with a combined force of four thousand soldiers, around fifteen hundred were killed in action, over thirteen hundred fled, and the remaining over eleven hundred were all captured by the Lake Army. As for the fleeing enemies, most headed towards the southwestern jungle, almost without a chance to return to the battlefield around Golden Bay City. This meticulously planned ambush finally concluded with a great victory for the Kingdom.

"Praise the Chief Divine! After several small-scale actions, we've eliminated a total of seven thousand Totonac allied forces and destroyed the main strength of three tribes! Moreover, the number of defectors controlled by the legion has not decreased but rather increased by a thousand!"

After accounting for the casualties, Tupa's face was all smiles. To him, the Goddess of victory had already lifted her skirt, inviting the brave Kingdom's warriors to enter vehemently.

"No, not seven thousand."

Hearing this, Black Wolf shook his head, looking towards the southern upstream, pointing with his hand.

"It's ten thousand! Before the peak of the rainy season arrives, a full third of the Totonac's thirty-thousand-strong allied forces will be wiped out!"

The setting sun descended, staining the sky and earth with blood. Tupa immediately understood. He smiled broadly, nodded, and bowed in salute.

"Yes! As you say, Boss!"

A day later, a thousand Totonac heads were piled in front of River Bay Camp. The captured tribal warriors shouted loudly, telling the defending army in the camp there was no chance for reinforcements anymore. Then, after undermining the defenders' morale, the more brutal siege battle truly began.

Over three thousand main warriors pressed the assault, with a thousand archers providing cover. Nearly five thousand defectors were divided into five Thousand-man Camps, advancing in formation under the supervision of the Red Hair Hunters, launching desperate charges towards the camp!

Black Wolf showed no emotion, watching wave after wave of defectors fall in battle, seeing the Totonac blood also soaking the riverside camp completely. Until two days later, River Bay Camp was completely captured, having cost the attacking five thousand defectors a bloody price of fifteen hundred dead! While defending three thousand Coyote City warriors, other than over four hundred who escaped by water with the help of a fleet, the remaining twenty-six hundred were all killed.

Actually, when the defectors breached the camp, hundreds to thousands of defenders surrendered by laying down their arms and prostrating. But by that time, the attacking defectors, having suffered such heavy casualties, were already in a complete blood frenzy. They showed no mercy, slaughtering fiercely, leaving almost no survivors among the surrendering Coyote City division.

Scarlet blood water flowed from River Bay Camp, all the way into the Great River, once more dyeing the river water red. After unleashing their bloodlust, the blood-soaked defectors wailed and yelled, crying amidst their howls, resembling crazed wolves!

Black Wolf General stood atop a small hill, observing the slaughter in the camp with a calm demeanor. He neither prevented it beforehand nor punished it afterward. With the peak of the rainy season imminent, transporting food would become difficult, and large-scale battles would cease. At this time, the Kingdom Legion had no need for a thousand more mouths to feed. In fact, the urgency and heavy casualties of the siege could be said to be deliberate.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all! Awooo! Awoo!..."

Fits of frenzied howls echoed from River Bay Camp, reaching the ears of Black Wolf General. His cold expression shifted slightly, the corners of his mouth curling up as he said with a faint smile.

"Ha! This batch of wolf cubs has finally been raised!"

Several days later, dark clouds from the East rolled in, covering the vast land of Golden Bay. Soon, a steady drizzle of rain followed. The wind and rain formed a bead curtain, allowing no resistance, engulfing both sides of the conflict and halting all battle. This was the might of nature! The rainy season of late July finally arrived first on the coastal lowlands!