Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1664 - 1185: Waves of the Caribbean Sea, Springtime for the Red Crow Tribe (Part 3)

Speaking of this, Amoxtli sighed, gently shaking his head, his expression complex. The pressure of tribal expansion and the booming population weighed heavily on the shoulders of this middle-aged Chieftain, making him appear older but increasingly wise.

"Moqi, I must trouble you to make a trip north! Alan, that girl, has great abilities, a big temper, and even bigger ambitions. It's as if there's a Flying Eagle inside her mind, always fixated on the vast sky, taking off unknowingly far away!... However, she flies too far without considering if her wings can bear it. Someone has to bring her back..."

"Nowadays, there are not many elders in the tribe who can summon her. You've watched her grow up since she was young, like her old uncle, so please go north and call her back!... So many hunting Koawek Tribes require vast hunting grounds to survive. Yet she, heedlessly, gathers them all in her hands... Relying on spoils and stores, they can still be fed for now, but next year it will definitely be unsustainable!... We can't possibly go back to eating people on the Wilderness? What's the use of gathering them if so?..."

"Ah, Ancestors! Try to move some Koawek Tribes southward, settle a batch by Flint Lake, and another by Warrior Lake... Then let the elderly who know farming lead them to farm!... Whether Cassava or maize, beans or squash, farming is always much better than hunting!... But we must hurry, we can't miss the spring sowing season..."

"Alas! When you carefully calculate, you see there's still a great need to store surplus grains ahead of time, gather more firewood... Otherwise, while a small cold snap can barely be endured, a truly destructive great cold snap comes... And we'll have to abandon the old and weak, forsake our homes, with tens of thousands of hungry able-bodied men heading south for survival... We've gone through such a southern migration once in our lifetimes, and that's enough... Truly don't want to experience it a second time!..."

"Amo, I understand! Enough of your nagging... I'll leave after eating to bring the girl and the tribes back!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The older confidant Moqi nodded solemnly, finished the last scraps of porridge in the clay pot, spun a finger around it, licked his fingers, and then suddenly rose. He slung a Greatbow on his back, leaned on a Short Spear, turned his head before leaving the tent, and looked at his still chattering old friend, saying with a smile.

"These years, you've become more and more of a nag, like the spirit of old Clan Leader Kakalo possessed you!... Don't worry too much, the days of the Red Crow Tribe will get better and better!... As for if we really encounter a natural disaster, when there's no other way, we'll just head south with our Bow Spear and raid!... "

"We've fought in all directions for many years, apart from the Mexica armies, there's no tribe that can stop us! And the Mexica are warring in the southern mountains, attacking some tribal Alliance in the Cloud, they can't reach us... As for the Vastek people's Silver Raven Alliance, though a bit far, if we really want to head south and attack, they won't be able to stop us either!..."

"Amo, ever since you became the Great Chief, your heart has grown tender!... In the old days, Great Chief Chichika was not like you... People dying? What does that even matter? Across the Wilderness tribes, on the grasslands, they're all familiar with death... Alright! I won't pester you either, you continue eating, don't throw the clay pot at me, if it breaks, you'll be the one upset anyway..."

Confidant Moqi shook his head with a smile, lifted the flap of the animal hide tent, and stepped out from the warm wooden cabin. In the cold wind, the dense tribal huts expanded circle by circle, many emitting the fragrance of rice smoke. By the southern Warrior Lake, endless Cassava Fields swayed their not too short branches. And those Cassava tubers buried underground, like hopes hidden in fertile soil, brimming with the vitality of spring!

"Ancestors buried in the Wilderness! Do you see?... The warm spring by the seaside, the spring of the Red Crow Tribe, has already arrived!..."