Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 624 - 320: Pacifying the Valley
The sun hung low in the western sky, the clouds were tinged with red, and the mountains also glowed with a reddish hue. The Red Fox Tribe fled alone, as the Cactus Tribe’s army bore down on them, completely sealing off the Red Fox Valley. The Canine Descendant Tribes were in turmoil; each individual’s face showed panic and confusion as chaotic shouting erupted all around.
Amidst the changing sentiments, the disorderly situation gradually reached a boiling point. In the rearmost camp at the southeastern valley entrance, a fierce clamor and melee suddenly erupted. Then, two quarters of an hour later, the camp gates were flung wide open!
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of Mexica samurai, Chieftain Keka of the Red Frog Tribe stepped out of the gates, personally dragging the securely bound Mizili, the Chieftain of the Red Cat Tribe, to wait on the slope of the mountain path. Behind him, over a hundred red-haired warriors escorted the leaders of the Red Cat Tribe, who also stood with bowed heads along the road.
Shortly after, the Royal Banner of the Black Wolf arrived at the gates along the valley road. Xiulote waved the command flag, and two thousand samurai in armor gripping clubs entered the camp, taking control of the strategic point at the valley mouth. Following that, the King issued a deep command, and several hundred trusted aides stepped forward with weapons to take custody of the prisoners and then lead the two chieftains to the foot of the Royal Banner.
"Respectable Great Chief, God of Death! Keka greets you and is willing to submit to you, to become a minor chieftain under your command!"
Keka, dragging the captive, was still several steps away from the Royal Banner when he suddenly knelt down and called out in salute.
"I offer you the highest-ranking captive from the valley!"
Xiulote nodded slightly. He gestured with his hand, signaling Keka to come closer.
"Is this Red Cat Chieftain Mizili?"
Keka nodded and yanked on Mizili’s red hair, forcing him to raise his head so that the Great Chief could see clearly.
"Ah!"
A pained cry escaped Mizili, his face pale and his heart ashen. He had agreed with Otuwa on a joint retreat, but then Otuwa abandoned him and left first with the tribe. He had never thought much of Keka, yet it was Keka who had bound him and presented him to the Aztecs. Proud of his intelligence, he had been betrayed twice and now found himself a hapless prisoner, his life hanging by a thread. As he thought about the Aztecs’ ritual sacrifices, he finally couldn’t help trembling.
Xiulote scrutinized the captive Red Cat Chieftain closely. Observing his trembling figure, the King first shook his head, then nodded slightly.
"Take him away and keep him under guard in the camp. Hmm, also dispatch a priest to guide his spirit."
The trusted aide immediately took the order and led the numb Mizili away. Keka hesitated briefly, then ventured hesitantly to speak.
"Great Chief, what will become of Mizili? Will he be sacrificed?"
At these words, Xiulote looked at Keka with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Keka, do you wish for him to be sacrificed?"
"Ah, I will heed all of the Great Chief’s decisions!"
The Red Frog Chieftain instantly stiffened, closing his mouth and bowing his head in salute.
He personally bound Mizili and surrendered, tying them both in a death feud. In the eyes of the wilderness people, it was better to kill such irreconcilable enemies sooner rather than later. Besides, with Mizili dead, there would be only one leader left in the valley. As long as he stayed low and obedient, once the Aztec left, wouldn’t there be great opportunities for him? With three thousand tribal warriors in hand, what were six thousand or four thousand people? They could all be replenished from the common tribes! By borrowing the might of the Aztec, he might even rise further.
Thinking this, Keka became even more subservient. He knelt respectfully on the ground, his face full of smiles.
Xiulote pondered for a moment. He had some thoughts regarding Mizili’s arrangement. The king continued to look toward Keka.
"Keka, how are the various tribes in the valley?"
"Great Chief, there are more than a dozen tribes in the valley, over twenty thousand people in total. More than half are under the control of my Red Frog Tribe! The rest are either fleeing to find a way to survive or sitting in their camps, waiting. I beseech the Great Chief to send a large army into the valley!"
"Very well! Have your tribal warriors lead the way. The army will enter the valley immediately to take the surrender of the valley tribes!"
Xiulote’s face revealed a smile. He took off the Sun Amulet around his neck, awarded it to the Chieftain of the Red Frog, and then personally helped him up from the ground.
"Praise the Chief Divine! Bestow glory and a future upon you. Keka, you have done well. From today on, follow by my side, taking on the role of a trusted aide for the time being!"
Upon hearing this, Keka was stunned, and his expression changed. He touched the strange amulet wrapped around his neck as if his throat was being grasped.
"Great Chief... I... I must return to my tribe..."
"Let your trusted aide take over for the time being! Keka, you are familiar with the details of the various tribes, and can assist the army in the northern campaign. Once we defeat the Red Dog Alliance of the East, you may return to the tribe. What, are you unwilling?"
Xiulote’s expression grew cold, watching Keka. The Red Frog Chieftain fell to his knees with a "thump," like a toad prostrating on the ground.
"Willing, certainly willing! Since the Great Chief values me, I will exert my utmost to serve unto death! Great Chief, your Mana is boundless, and your brave warriors are as numerous as cactus spines. How could Chichika of the Red Dog stand a chance? Once the Great Chief conquers the Northern Land, I will guard the wilderness for you!"
Xiulote smiled again. He waved the Royal Banner, and the call to march sounded immediately.
The Mexica vanguard passed the rear camp and emerged from the narrow valley mouth, and the fertile valley suddenly unfolded before their eyes! Thousands of Samurai in the central army, with stern expressions, hastened their march and entered in succession. Guided by the Red Frog Tribe, they divided into camps of a thousand and headed toward various tribal encampments.
At the northwest valley mouth, the Red Frog warriors guarding the camp also received orders. They morosely stepped aside from the camp, laying down their weapons and surrendering to the Allied Forces. Bertade, with the Imperial Guards, led Chalki’s eight thousand warriors of the western army into the valley, spreading out to accept the surrender of the tribes.
The Red Fox fled, the Red Cat was captured, and the Red Frog surrendered; the three great tribes could resist no more. Other tribes in the valley also lost their will to fight and bowed their heads one after another to the Allied Forces. There was even a minor incident; a few common tribes held their ground, fighting desperately, refusing to surrender to the Otomi Warriors. But when the Mexica Samurai arrived, they opened their camp gates, dropped their weapons, and surrendered to the banner of the Black Wolf.
When the news arrived, it was sunset. Xiulote reflected momentarily, then sent his trusted aides to oversee the Otomi encampments, forbidding slaughter of the surrendered Guajili Tribe. Then, he dispatched priests with the army to comfort the surrendered Guajili Canine Descendants. Bertade received orders to be stationed in the central city, taking control of the entire valley. As for the king himself, he remained at the northeast valley mouth, waiting for the valley to stabilize.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed, and the Red Fox Valley was finally in the hands of the Allied Forces. The banner of the Black Wolf fluttered everywhere in the valley, and a large number of Canine Descendants were closely watched. The surrendered Guajili Tribe totaled over twenty thousand, mostly able-bodied men and women, half and half, the rest were children, with almost no elderly or weak. Around two to three thousand liberated Otomi Agricultural Slaves were also arranged to continue farming in the valley.
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Order was restored in the valley, with no Canine Descendants causing chaos or collisions. Only then did Xiulote, with his trusted aides and led by Keka, step into the Red Fox Valley.
