Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1679 - 1197: Evil Demon Intelligence, Fortress Great Tribe Alliance and the Divine Great Chieftain!

"Chief Divine! I have already sent the Maya merchant fleet from Yan Hu back, taking with them dozens of evil demon heads and a letter for the Black Wolf Commander... I truly hope the kingdom's army can quickly open up the Maya coast and send more and more reliable samurai to quickly control the three thousand miles of the Cuba Main Island!..."

"Hmm... The two captured 'evil demon' sailing ships are truly swift as the wind! Their speed with the wind is almost four times that of an oar-sail ship rowing, truly unbelievable! I wonder how these fast ships were built?... Even more astonishing is that these ships can cross the endless sea, navigating in the deep sea where no land is visible! According to the fearful surrendered head of the evil demon tribe, they navigated westwards in the deep sea for over a month, almost at full speed every day!... I really don't know how many thousands of miles of sea routes they crossed before arriving at these island groups from a distant Eastern continent..."

"Chief Divine bearing witness! To confront the evil demons with fast ships at sea, we must learn their shipbuilding skills and build many such light, large sailing ships! Likewise, we must also master their navigation and calculation methods in the deep sea!... If we have these ships and skills, Cuba Main Island, the various islands of the East, the various Maya tribes of the West, and even further west, Totonac Coast, can be swiftly connected and truly united!..."

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, crossing the entire sky, without knowing how many tens of thousands of miles it has traveled across the blue. In the golden sunset, Priest Tomate strolled to the door of the Temple, lighting the blazing Sacred Fire, and sincerely prayed to the Chief Divine.

Afterward, he gazed upon the seaside at dusk, watching the two captured Caravel ships retracting their fishing nets in the Great Water Bay north of Iron Bay Town, awkwardly and slowly turning back toward the port. From a distance, the kingdom's sailors on the ships appeared hurried and chaotic, like a swarm of tiny ants busy on floating nuts.

"Sigh! Under the constant demonstration and teaching of the white-skinned captives, the kingdom's sailors took a month or two to roughly grasp the complex sail operation of these two ships, only barely able to take the ship out for fishing!... Unfortunately, they still lack a lot for skillful sailing, and must bring the captive sailors to assist... Who knows how many more months they'll need to truly navigate these two light sailing ships along the Cuba coast and even directly sail to the Maya coast, and further to Totonac Coast!..."

Priest Tomate squinted into the distance, silently marveling at the sailing skills of the white-skinned captives. He had seen the captives' level of sailing, which was shockingly skilled! However, despite these captives being very submissive, having willingly consumed their companions' blood wine, and converted to the Supreme Main God... Priest Tomate still did not trust them, and constantly harbored vigilance against these captive sailors.

Because, whether from His Majesty's letters or the insights he gained from experiencing human nature, he was constantly reminded that these white-skinned captives differ fundamentally from all the tribes in the world: they fear power, bow flexibly under the threat of the strong, yet always harbor strange intentions, finding it hard to truly submit with gratitude! More importantly, they have no faith in the Chief Divine, only fervent devotion to shiny gold and silver!

"Let the Chief Divine guide me to see through human nature! In some sense, they are very much like the Wilderness Dog Descendants, only more cunning and greedy... It's only by letting the agile and fierce, extraordinarily intuitive Dog Descendant Warriors constantly watch over them, can I be at ease!... Indeed, it was also under the torture and intimidation of Dog Descendant Warriors that the nearly starved evil demon headman completely surrendered and chose to submit voluntarily. Moreover, he confessed himself to be an 'Envoy of the Great Chief,' carrying the national letter of the entire Tribal Alliance west..."

Thinking of this, Priest Tomate furrowed his brow slightly, with a touch of worry on his face. Through interrogation of the evil demon headman Gutierrez, he had come to understand that to the east of the sea, just like His Majesty's prophecy stated, there indeed exists an extremely powerful 'Fortress Great Tribal Alliance' with a population of hundreds of thousands, Castile!

This cross-worshipping, very warlike great tribal alliance had just conquered another equally populated 'Black-skin Great Tribal Alliance,' Moors. And the mother of the tribes in the Fortress Great Tribal Alliance, "Chief Divine Great Chief" Isabella, intended to send out this Scout fleet west, searching and plundering some "very shiny gold, very smooth pottery, and even silkier cotton"!...

This scout fleet arrived in Cuba and had already learned of the East Sea Islands' existence, and celebrated the discovery of this navigational route. They seem to also possess powerful mana shamans, who, hundreds of years ago, knew of the distant Western Mexican Plateau, full of wealthy realms of gold!

The evil demon's shamans are not limited to one, but left various prophecies! Some predicted the kingdom's square characters, entirely different from the evil demon's arc characters. Others knew of the "sweet yellow juice," aware of the honey produced by the Maya!... They even knew of the Divine King's existence and knew of a rich continent to the west of the islands, ruled by "King John"...

"Chief Divine! Those evil demon shamans are truly terrifying!... But, what does "King John," as stated by the evil demon headman, actually mean? And what are "white drinks," "cotton spun by worms," "smooth, shiny pottery"... even referring to?..."

Considering these incomprehensible descriptions and the evil demon headman's intense desire, Priest Tomate furrowed his brows deeply, sensing something amiss, yet knowing too little to even guess.

The kingdom has only held these evil demons captive for one or two months, and both sides are still unable to communicate in the same language. Even with the Wilderness Dog Descendants tirelessly interrogating day and night, only scattered words, a lot of gesturing, and abstract pictograms could be used to communicate. In such primitive communication, the uncultured Wilderness Dog Descendants surprisingly exhibit remarkable abilities in 'communication' and understanding, extracting much crucial information!

There is no doubt that after the Evil Demon Fleet was ambushed and defeated by the Kingdom, one large ship eventually escaped, carrying two chieftains on board! One of these chieftains was actually personally appointed by the "Great Chief of God" as the "Naval Marshal"!

At this moment, the escaped Evil Demon large ship is likely already on its way back! At their sailing speed, in about a month's time, they will return to the "Fortress Tribal Alliance." Once the large ship returns with news of the rich lands to the west, follow-up fleets of Evil Demons will inevitably set out again! As for the arrival of the second wave of Evil Demons, it's highly likely to happen next year... no, even this autumn, they might return!

And according to the intentional intimidation by that Evil Demon chieftain, the second fleet of large ships will undoubtedly be many, many times larger than this one, bringing with them truly capable Armored Warriors, and even bigger and more powerful Thunderbolt cannons!...

"Oh Chief Divine! Across the vast sea lies the lair of the White-skinned Demons, a continent filled with White-skinned Tribes! And first to attack, dispatching fleets, is the Fortress Tribal Alliance with millions of people!... Huh, it's just like Your Majesty's prophecy! The end of the Era has begun, with an endless stream of Evil Demons about to arrive! The protracted Divine War has officially commenced, and the forefront of this war is right here, on these vast East Sea Islands!..."

Priest Tomate lowered his gaze, recalling all known intelligence, and prepared to write another long letter. This time, he not only informed the Maya's Kingdom Legion about the details of the evil great tribe but also planned to transmit this critical intelligence back to the Highland, to the Kingdom of the Lake and the Mexica Alliance! He immediately set to work, personally preparing bark paper and ink, while asking the Taíno Priest Apprentice who served him.

"Water Grass, have Chabo and Mique interrogated any new intelligence?..."

"Ah! Like a father, Lord Priest, the two red-haired Warrior Leaders haven't come these days... they are busy working with the white-skinned sailors from morning till night, right on the red hills to the north..."

Taíno Apprentice Water Grass stuttered, speaking in unskilled Mexica Language, describing the activities of the Dog Descendant Warriors. He was the nephew of the Water Chief, having followed Priest Tomate for more than two years, and was the most outstanding and devout one among the ten or so Taíno apprentices personally trained by Tomate.

"Hmm? They are busy with the white-skinned sailors? Busy with what?..."

"Ah! Father Priest, they are building... a round, ball-like structure, like... like a beehive-like kiln..."

"A beehive kiln? For burning what?..."

"It's... burning the black charcoal that's stewed, and the dug black-red iron stones..."

Apprentice Water Grass stretched out his hand forcefully, gesturing a large, round, and wonderful ellipsoid, answering seriously.

"The red-haired Warrior Leader said among the white-skinned captives, there is a very skilled evil demon blacksmith... that blacksmith drew a very vivid kiln on the ground. Then the red-haired Warrior Leader, leading a dozen tribal able-bodied men, followed the pattern on the ground to build this reportedly very powerful beehive iron kiln! And this iron kiln can produce exceptionally hard, unprecedented, good iron!..."

"Hmm!..."

Upon hearing this, Priest Tomate's expression froze, his eyes instantly filled with sharpness.