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 morning sun rose from the horizon, illuminating the narrow valley, and dispelling the tranquility of the night. The fierce war drums resounded through the heavens, and carrion-eating American eagles gathered at the sound, a prelude to a feast's beginning.


A thousand Temple Crossbowmen clad in cotton armor, armed with heavy crossbows and carrying war clubs made of obsidian on their backs, belonged to the Imperial Guard Legion and were selected from the ranks of the Temple Guards. They were generally strong, skilled in martial arts, and proficient in combat at any range. The crossbowmen quickly entered the valley path, and soon they were a hundred steps from the encampment, ready to shoot.


Chapter 306 Battle at the Valley Mouth Part I