Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2123 - 1548: No Matter Which Garrison, Devour Them! (3)

Miki sighed with emotion, the pain on his face quickly fading away, leaving only a sincere, kindly smile. However, the Kingdom of the Lake was still in the "Qin Han" era, without so much twisting and turning. Even the High Priests spoke relatively directly."How is it? Chimere, do you like this gift?"

"Haha! Such exquisite Chinese clothes, I naturally like them! But, Miki, do you truly want to give this only West Sea Huafu to me?"

"Ha! Actually, I’m reluctant. But I value our friendship more than these clothes! Loshanda was originally your student, now he has defected to me and brought his achievements here... I owe you a great favor! This piece of clothing is really nothing. If I can be promoted to Elder Priest in the future... whatever you need help with, just send me a letter, and I’ll definitely make it happen for you!..."

Miki pressed his heart, giving a promise as if he were making a vow. Chimere paused, showing a joyful smile on his face, and made a vow in response. He understood in his heart that this gift had to be accepted; refusal would offend the other party. And this silk clothing, after circling around, finally ended up on him, what an unpredictable fate it was!

"Alright! Praise the Chief Divine! Miki, you are my trusted friend, loyal and devoted to the Kingdom... in the letter to Your Majesty, I will definitely write about your achievements to support you in securing the position of Elder Priest! Our maritime faction, united as one, really needs you to hold down the fort in the Royal Capital Priest Group to provide lasting support!"

"Indeed! The maritime faction united as one! With His Majesty’s Divine Revelation, the Chief Divine will always protect us, from one era to the next new era!...

"Hahahaha! The new era!..."

Under the sunlight of the long day, hearty and cheerful laughter echoed along the shores of Alaska, drifting over the endless ocean, far away. Meanwhile, in the blackwater forest sea thousands of miles away, a tall Chieftain wearing a Gold Talisman suddenly frowned, listening intently.

"Shh! Silence! Silence the horses! I think I heard something?... Zu, use the magic artifact to look southwest. Right! Southwest!"

"E Lun, Hei Yade! Get ready for battle, put on your armor, draw your weapons!"

"Clang..."

The low voice orders were passed down; more than one hundred Jurchen Warriors and the Kingdom’s Warriors silently drew iron axes and donned iron armor carried on horseback. The Chief Priest Zuwaro, wearing a Feather Crown, held a meter-long Divine Eye Glasses peering southwest for a long time, suddenly sobered and said solemnly.

"Chief Divine protect us! I see a hunting party of thirty to forty people at the foot of the mountain to the southwest, about five or six miles away!"

"Zu! Five or six miles away? Are you sure it’s thirty to forty people? All men?"

"Yes! All men, thirty, thirty-four! They haven’t noticed, approaching us. Among them, eight are leading horses, six leading dogs. Their weapons seem to be reflecting light, possibly iron spears and iron blades!"

"Horses and iron spears?! There must be a settled tribe nearby, with at least a hundred people!"

Chieftain Maha Agudah squinted his eyes, revealing a dangerous gaze toward the southwestern mountains. The Niuman River (you man he) flowed under the mountain, nourishing the long grass by the river, attracting herds of prey. Meanwhile, Zuwaro continued to spy with the Divine Eye Glasses for a while, pondering and asking Ali beside him.

"Ali! The ironware from the opposite tribe, doesn’t seem self-made, possibly left by the Ming Dynasty. Is there any record of a large tribe nearby? For instance, some designated garrison?"

"Ancestor! We’ve set out from Nurgan, traveled along the Henggu River to the Niuman River, covering fifteen hundred miles; logically, we’ve passed the Du’erbi River Guard... Could the garrison by the Niuman River be Turuting Mountain Guard? But wasn’t Turuting Mountain Guard long gone?"

Ali frowned, unable to figure it out. Maha Agudah was straightforward, lifting his newly crafted wolf fang club, speaking coldly.

"Dulin Bai, Tuqifei! Zu, no need to think. Treat them as enemies, take them out!"

"Great Divine Spirit protect us! Since we discovered them first and hold the advantage, let’s directly take them down! Once we capture prisoners, we’ll know where their camp is... We can’t leave this bone behind us; we still have to bring the purchased horse convoy back!"

Hearing this, Zuwaro was silent for a moment, inhaling the damp, fishy forest scent. The kingdom’s warriors around all looked at him, their iron spears coated with mud to hide their gleam. Those who had donned iron armor wore a loose leather robe over it, muffling the sound and gleam of armor. Every one of them looked fierce, clutching their weapons, waiting. A few moments later, Zuwaro finally gave a sharp look, clasping his hand tightly.

"Alright! Agudah, we’ll split into two teams, go over and ambush them... No matter which garrison, we’ll eat them in one bite!"