Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 2122 - 1548: No Matter Which Garrison, Devour Them! (2)

"Divine Chief, protect us! That Jurchen noblewoman who converted to the Chief Divine sought our help during an attack by the ’Wild Men’ of the south in the Forest Sea, ultimately choosing conversion... This Jurchen noblewoman is very devout and knowledgeable, revealing much about the Southern Great Tribes! Zuwaro High Priest plans to accompany her next year to the southern Ming Dynasty for ’tribute’, to see the true details of the south... Currently, Zuwaro High Priest should also be with her, buying horses from the ’Forest People’ in western Mongolia... Yes! Purchasing many horses, good horses!...""Oh Divine Chief! Is Zuwaro going to contact the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia directly? This is too risky..."

"May the mercy of the Chief Divine protect Zuwaro High Priest, as the beavers nesting in the Great Lake are shielded from the predatory wolves, tigers, eagles, and foxes of the Western Sea!..."

Zuwaro’s adventures were always the same, exploring at the frontier, with no sign of the Western Sea Chief Priest. Chimere and Miki, both familiar with Zuwaro, could only shake their heads and sigh at this ’great achiever’ and ’nonconformist’ old friend. But after shaking their heads and sighing, they still prepared with all their might to support Zuwaro.

"Four Big Ocean Covering Ships, three hundred warriors and sailors, three months’ worth of food and water, and most importantly, two thousand jin of gold, will set sail in seven days for support!"

Seven days later, at the time of setting sail, it was already the eighth month of the Ming Dynasty. Whale Island’s coast in August, during the polar day, had the sun hanging low in the sky, like the distant gaze of the Divine Spirit. The golden-orange light flowed between clouds, casting an endless glow of radiance.

The sky was vast and clear, with pale blue and gold-red intermingling, sometimes with the early morning or dusk aurora painting it in hues. The sea reflected the long daylight’s heavenly light, shimmering with soft silver-blue, as if in a sleepless world, gently breathing in the twilight. This was a scene entirely different from tropical coasts, and indeed the most magnificent and vibrant season along the shores of Alaska, a truly fitting time for voyage.

"The wind has carried them away; the song is the Divine Spirit! Ehecatl tōnah, in cuīca in teōtl!"

The whale’s song echoed, and blue smoke drifted from the Temple. In the sacred brazier, tobacco leaves burned slowly, and the gray-blue smoke rose into the air carrying messages dedicated to the Divine Spirit. The two Chief Priests, one after the other, recited the prayer scriptures, blessing the impending departure.

"Supreme Huitzilopochtli, on the crest of the sea, we call upon your divine name! You are the embodiment of the War God and the Sun, your radiance protects all..."

"May sunlight illuminate the sea surface, may the waves guide the route. May the wind be a companion, may travelers be safe as blossoms... May my vessel sail steadily over the waves while daylight never fades!..."

"Praise the Chief Divine, protect the support fleet!..."

The priests’ solemn prayers comforted the souls of the Kingdom’s Warriors, boosting morale. The four Big Ocean Covering Ships bound for the west also began their final preparations for the sea. And when the stone anchors were lifted, sails adjusted to the right angle, the support leader Loshanda, facing the southwest’s long daylight, finally gave the order to set sail!

"Maīpanātl motlālia in tōnaltik! May the sunlight spread over the ocean!"

"Ma xihcāhua! Weigh anchor, set sail!"

"Mā tōteōītech māchīwa. May the Chief Divine protect us!..."

Morning light sprinkled upon the sea, the sunlight danced lightly like flowers. The departing long sails were bathed in the wreath, riding the friendly long wind, slowly disappearing into the southwestern horizon. The two Chief Priests rode horses to the hill, watching the fleet depart until the sails vanished into the bright blue sea, finally withdrawing their gaze.

"Losanda has left... Before October, he should reach the Western Sea safely."

"Yes, may the Chief Divine protect him! Chimere, in three days, I too should set sail with two Ocean Shielding Ships, returning to the Kingdom of the Lake. Unfortunately, this time setting to sea was to see the Western Sea Continent and meet Zuwaro one last time..."

"The Chief Divine bears witness! It cannot be helped. Bringing back the West Sea craftsmen and witch doctors, cattle and poultry to the kingdom as soon as possible is our primary duty!"

"Indeed! It cannot be helped... Thank you, Chimere, may the Chief Divine bless you!"

"Haha! Miki, may the Chief Divine bless you too! Blessing you to become one of the youngest Elder Priests!..."

"Ah... hahaha!..."

The two horseback Chief Priests exchanged a glance, sincere smiles rising on their faces. Now, with these contributions from the Western Sea, Miki’s path to becoming Elder Priest was evidently secure! As long as these West Sea craftsmen and harvests were brought back, even the most conservative Noble Priests in the Capital City’s Priest Elder Council would have nothing to say.

"Ahaha!..."

Miki laughed heartily for a while before stopping, satisfied. Then he reached into a small bag behind the saddle, rummaging for some time before handing a delicate wooden box to Chimere with slight reluctance.

"Chimere, my friend... This is a gift for you!"

"Oh? What is it? Oh my! This is?..."

Chimere widened his eyes, opening the exquisite wooden box, a surprised expression on his face. Inside the ornate wooden box was an even more exquisite and splendid ’Silk Clothes’, exactly the one Loshanda had previously given him!

"Praise the Chief Divine! This is the ’West Sea Huafu’ that Loshanda gave me, there’s only this one... Ah! He’s too tactless. Such a precious gift, how could he only bring one back? Since it’s the only one, it’s naturally more appropriate to give it to you!"