Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 800 - 434 Alliance Secrets, Books and Documents End

Chapter 800: Chapter 434 Alliance Secrets, Books and Documents End

The sunlight from the zenith shone down, landing on the bark paper documents. The words on the documents were clear and visible, and the details of the Alliance also came into view.

"The northern city-states, in total, count 410,000 people. Northwest Xilotepec, briefly Xipek, with 130,000; Northern Metztitlan, briefly Metlan, with 80,000; Northeast Atotonilco, briefly Alc, with 200,000."

Xiulote read it again and spoke in a deep voice.

"The northern city-states of the Alliance generally have smaller populations, all being frontier military city-states."

"The northern farmlands are somewhat barren, and due to the turmoil of war, the populations are not flourishing. But the military pressure on the three states of the north is significant, depending on the supply from the central Alliance, they have been quite loyal."

The High Priest quietly smiled, knowledgeable about all regions of the Alliance.

"Xiulote, my child. The Northern Metlan state is the place you passed through on your first return from capturing prisoners. There are only 80,000 people there, governed by the local glorious nobility. Further north lies the border with the Vastec people."

Hearing this, Xiulote nodded, sinking into memories. He still remembered passing through Metlan City on his first capture mission, where he encountered the Mayan merchant Tikalo of noble origin in the central market.

"The northwest Xipek state was taken during the campaign against the Otomi people, managed by a royal noble, the northern general Osellor. Xipek is a key stronghold in the north, near a tributary of the Tampen River, with fertile soil and much arable land. During the Otomi era, there were as many as 300,000 people there. However, after the fierce campaign six years ago, it has yet to recover."

As the High Priest reached this point, he paused slightly. He pondered for a moment before speaking calmly.

"Northern General Osellor has close relations with the Elder Priest Uguel, and he has also been acquainted with me. He is loyal to the great Royal Family of the Alliance itself, without any faltering, and is not willing to return to the Capital City to indulge in pleasure... Even far from the Lake Capital City, he still performs his duties earnestly, with quite inspiring intention. And the Divine Blessing Legion of Xipek has made great achievements in the western campaigns, fighting very effectively."

"Loyal to the Royal Family itself, without faltering, not wanting to return for indulgence..."

Xiulote listened intently with his ears perked up, grasping the unsaid intentions of his grandfather. He recalled the performance of General Osellor during the western campaign and made a judgment.

"It seems that General Osellor is a local magnate who holds his ground, does not meddle with the internal affairs of the Kingdom, and watches the situation from afar..."

"The northeastern state of Alc is located at the border between the Vastec and the Tlaxcala people, with many stone and wooden fortresses built. Over the past few years, the Tlaxcala have invaded several times. Alc has become a fierce battlefield, and its population has decreased by 30 to 40 thousand."

The High Priest glanced at Xiulote and said calmly.

"For the upcoming eastern campaign, the Northern Route Army will set out from here to campaign against our old enemy, the Tlaxcala. The central Alliance has already sent envoys, ordering the Vastec people to prepare nearby and supply some of the food."

"I’ve heard from the trade caravans of the Kingdom that the Vastec tribes suffered hurricanes last year, with a decrease in food production, and it seems somewhat unstable."

Xiulote was somewhat concerned.

"If the Alliance forces them to supply grain, we might end up driving the Vastec people to rebellion..."

"If they rebel, then we shall pacify them... The Vastec people are different from the various Nava tribes. They are a branch of the Maya people, worshipping the Mayan gods. The Vastec tribes are quite gentle in customs, samurai have low status, and their war power is weak, posing no threat to the Alliance."

The High Priest smiled indifferently, his calm words carrying a chilling resolve.

"The eastern campaign’s Northern Route Army will be personally led by King Aweit, directly commanding at least sixty to seventy thousand warriors from various states. With the Vastec people providing food nearby, it will significantly lessen the pressure on the Alliance. Tlaxcala is mountainous and forested, with layered forts, making it difficult for a large army to deploy. If the Vastec tribes refuse, it will be just the opportunity to dispatch tens of thousands of troops to sweep through the Vastec towns and villages nearby!"

Hearing this, Xiulote slightly shook his head, refraining from giving his opinion. Although the Vastec tribes had long been submissive and paid tribute, they were never fully accepted by the upper echelons of the Alliance because of their Mayan heritage and beliefs. To the powerful Mexica Alliance, the Vastec tribes were just providers of taxes.

"My child, you need not worry. The Vastec tribes are currently under the threat of the Canine Descendants Tribes to the north; they are unlikely to rebel against the Alliance at this time."

The High Priest patted Xiulote’s shoulder. His gaze shifted, indicating another matter of relevance.

"To the north of the Vastec people, beyond the mouth of the Tampen River, tens of thousands of Canine Descendants Tribes appeared last year. Bearing the banner of the Red Crow, they crossed the eastern Sierra Madre Mountains, recruiting more Canine Descendants from the northern wilderness while launching major attacks on the Vastec people. These Canine Descendants Tribes are extremely fierce and tactically flexible. After last fall’s harvest, the chieftains of the Vastec tribes mustered eight thousand warriors, heading north to campaign against the Canine Descendants, but they were ambushed at the edge of the mountains, struck by arrows and killed..."

"Ah? The Red Crow Tribe!"

Xiulote was startled by the news. His expression changed, and he asked in a grave voice.

"These cunning Red Crow Tribes, so swift in their movements. They must be the Guajili Canine Descendants that escaped during my northern campaign!"

"Indeed, they are the scattered Guajili Canine Descendants."

The High Priest nodded slightly. The northern conquest by the Kingdom and the eastward advance by the Canine Descendants were back-to-back, certainly related, a point that did not exceed his expectations. He smiled faintly, saying with keen interest.

"After these tens of thousands of Red Crow Tribes defeated the Vastec leader’s campaign, they began to settle in the northeastern plains and jungles. They have recruited many surrendered Vastec army and manage Vastec villages, with their influence growing rapidly... Interestingly, after establishing their footing in the northeast, a Canine Descendants chieftain named Amoxtli sent envoys to the Alliance, claiming a willingness to pay tribute and submit to the mighty Cactus Tribe."