Swinging the sword to cut through the clouds and dreams

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America!

The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years!

But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America!

Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The army made a simple camp in a rain-sheltered hollow of the mountain and rested for the night. Dawn was just breaking when Xiulote woke in his leaky tent. He felt his single-layer garment, already soaked through by the fine rain and dew. Fortunately, the Mexican Plateau during the rainy season was quite warm, with temperatures comfortably above twenty degrees, so there was no need to worry about the cold.


Marching and fighting were always arduous. Without a robust physique, it was impossible to withstand the harsh natural environment and endure the relentless pain and slaughter required to become a fearsome Samurai, let alone rise to the rank of a Commander bearing the flag of a commander.


Chapter 54 Seizing Command