Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 597 - 294: Latest News from North and South_2

The Guajili Canine Descendants invading from the south comprised eight large tribes, each possessing thousands of warriors. The large tribes acted as the dominant forces, often with several smaller tribes as vassals that would follow their lead. The eight great tribes were the "Red Dog," "Red Fox," "Red Stork," "Red Deer," "Red Monkey," "Red Salamander," "Red Frog," and "Red Cat."

In Guajili culture, red symbolizes the sacred, and the names of the tribes are the animals they worship as totems. The Highland Canine Descendants only had ancestor worship and totem beliefs, without a unified deity to worship. Their spiritual world remained in obscurity, a blank slate ripe for religious propagation.

After the Otomi people had fully retreated, the pillaging Canine Tribes could no longer take advantage. The mountain dwellers gathered in large villages, guarded by hundreds of Samurai. Two or three regular tribes could not take down a village garrisoned with troops. And if a large number of Canine Descendants lingered too long, they would be targeted by patrolling Allied Forces.

The Imperial Guards’ Personal Army of Xiulote had launched several strikes, pursuing and killing over a hundred red-haired warriors. Seeing no profit in plunder, the northern border quieted down completely.

"Your Highness, while the eight large tribes are settling down to cultivate the land, they are also sending envoys to the Alliance. Their union is not stable, and their interests are not aligned. There are many opportunities for us to exploit..."

Upon hearing this, Xiulote gently shook his head and said with a smile.

"Bertade, The Kingdom will absorb the Canine Descendants, but there’s no need to hurry. Look at the clouds on the horizon, first comes the rumbling thunder, then the drizzling rain. To confront the haughty Canine Descendants, we inevitably need to fight a few battles, driving them to a dead end to make negotiation and subjugation easier! Without shedding enough blood, how can there be a deep-set fear and loyalty? Besides, this time the Canine Descendants moved southward, slaughtering heavily all along their path. We must give an explanation to our Otomi allies."

The King’s casual tone had just determined the fate of tens of thousands of Canine Descendants. His smile was calm and indifferent, yet it seemed as if boundless blood was flowing through it.

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Bertade was startled. He looked at the mature young Monarch, remembered the naive past, and slowly revealed a smile. After a moment, the Head Warrior pulled out a scroll and continued his report.

"Your Highness, I’ve had many feasts with the Otomi leaders and, coupled with the Scouts’ reconnaissance, have roughly figured out the situation of the three Otomi States. After the turmoil of war, the Otapan State has about 200,000 people, with around 30,000 able-bodied men that can be mobilized. Despite the Guamare State’s large size, it only has a population of over 100,000, with about 20,000 able-bodied men. In the pillaging by the Canine Descendants, they have lost at least over 10,000 people. As for the Pamus State, its population was originally comparable to that of the Guamare, but now it has fallen into Canine Descendants’ hands, and it is estimated that half will be lost."

"Ah? So in just five years, the once million-strong Otomi people are now reduced to just over four hundred thousand?"

Xiulote silently calculated for a moment, looking surprised. He thought of the solemnity that often flashed across the face of the old Priest Olte, and he vaguely felt some empathy.

"Your Highness, there are also the additional hundred thousand Otomi people from Xilotepec which should bring the total to over half a million."

"Oh, over half a million..."

The King shook his head and murmured to himself softly.

"War is waged over land, everywhere men die like weeds; in these chaotic times, it is but a struggle to survive..."

"Your Highness, that’s the state of affairs in the north. This month, many Messengers have come to Rivermouth Fort, reporting details of the Kingdom’s spring ploughing."

"Hmm, go on."

"The spring ploughing in both the Capital Region and Rivermouth County has been completed on schedule. The new step plows are being used in the military and civilian farmlands, and heaps of manure have been spread in the fields. The villagers in various places still hold doubts about these new farming improvements, yet they have been appeased by the Priests as the will of the gods."

"Bertade, don’t worry. Come autumn harvest when they see the actual increase in crop yields, the villagers will fully accept the new method of cultivation and be grateful to the Priests. The harvest season will be an excellent opportunity for proselytizing!"

Xiulote was full of confidence. Manure and step plows had been used in the Celestial Empire for a thousand years, and he had also practiced them in the Alliance. It was just hard for him to explain the principles to the Priests, necessitating the use of divine will to implement them.

"In another two years, once the labor forces have recovered, we can consider building levees to completely control Lake Patzcuaro. Only after the levees are completed, and we fully control the flooding from the rainy season and brine from the mountains, can we invest a lot of manpower to build the truly high-yielding Chinampa!"

Hearing about the floating gardens of Chinampa, Bertade’s eyes sparkled. Chinampa was a name that all Mexica people yearned for, signifying abundant harvests, prosperity, and wealth. He mused for a moment and then pulled out another scroll that was filled with delicate handwriting.

"Your Highness, this is a report from Talaya. According to your instructions, every bureau of the Divine Revelation Place is in the midst of expanding. The Mining and Metallurgy Bureau and the Gunpowder Bureau have once again elevated their outputs. The Military Arsenal has accumulated over a thousand copper armors, and the first Sun Divine Eagle Cannon has been successfully trialed..."

"Ah, the bronze Eagle Cannon has finally been successfully trialed!"

Upon hearing this, Xiulote was filled with excitement, his face beaming with joy. He turned around, gazing at the southern horizon, wishing he could fly back immediately to see the trial shot of the Eagle Cannon. After a while, the King finally calmed his fluctuating emotions and said with a smile.

"Tilipi has not let me down, he deserves a generous reward! Once I inspect the performance of the Eagle Cannon and give him a firm talk, I’ll promote him to hereditary Nobility."

"Your Highness, besides Tilipi, there is another person you should reward generously. He alone has contributed at least one-tenth of the Kingdom’s taxation!"