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 wind of June was relentless, driving layers of cloud and mist as it rose from the Great Lake in the Gulf of Mexico. After half a month's journey, it finally arrived above the fields of the Patzcuaro Lake region, bringing with it the first rain of the rain season.


The sound of rain dropped steadily, a light drizzle fell from the sky, scattering onto the half-barren land of the Patzcuaro Lake region, softening the soil, making it more suitable for the farming tools. The fine rain danced in the air, moistening the endlessly cultivated fields, and dampening the heads of the busy young men.


Chapter 242: Spring Plowing, Military Farming, and Fields