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 sunlight illuminated the vibrant cactus flowers, and a gentle breeze stirred the streams in the valley. The weather in September remained warm. On hearing the words of the Black Wolf Chieftain, Ico's forehead broke out in fine beads of sweat. He stammered as he spoke.


"Ah, Black Wolf Chieftain... although we Pamus Samurai are familiar with the terrain, we are not adept at night battles..."


"No need for a night battle. You will secretly enter through the mountains at night, and attack the encampment in the valley at dawn. The Vanguard elites will attack the mouth of the mountain in the early morning, joining you in a pincer movement to utterly break these Canine Descendants!"


Chapter 304 Night Raid