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 attack war drums sounded vigorously. Led by dozens of Prepetcha archers, two thousand Longbow Militia arranged themselves in a loose formation and advanced, ready to shoot. These Tarasco archers were dressed in gray paper armor, wore yellow vine hats, held bamboo longbows, carried a bag of inexpensive reed bone arrows on their waists, and each had a dagger for self-defense. They were cheap to assemble and relatively easy to maintain but were not adept at close combat, which is why they maintained their light mobility.


As the large group of archers steadily approached, the Canine Descendants shouted nervously. Hunters raised their Hunting Bows, relying on the terrain of the small hill, and valiantly fired towards the outskirts of the camp. However, the Hunting Bows were short, and the flurry of bone arrows ran out of force after traveling a few dozen steps, ineffectively sticking into the archers' paper armor without causing any damage.


Chapter 297: The Advance of Black Wolf