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 whistled fiercely, and the Wolf Banner fluttered triumphantly. Seven thousand Imperial Guard Legion marched southward from Otto City, carrying the power to suppress all unrest. The samurai clad in heavy armor along with their copper cannons, the legion could only advance thirty li per day. It took Xiulote four days to reach the fief of the Crow Family. A thousand troops from the Jingji Legion had already stationed at the Crow Manor, taking over every aspect of the fief.


Old Crow Xiteli, along with his clansmen, knelt at the entrance of the manor to welcome the arrival of His Majesty's banner.


He hurried along, slowly and steadily, and finally made it back to Crow Manor just before the Mexica samurai launched their attack. After reading the secret letter, he slapped his foolish eldest son to the ground with a smack and cursed loudly.


"Told you to learn your letters! Told you to learn your letters! You almost doomed our family, you fool!"


Chapter 390: Royal Banner Marches South and the Religious Trial