Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1736 - 1241: Divine Power Blessing—Songbird Hunts the Mountain Eagle

"Praise to the Chief Divine, Vizilopo! He controls light, thunder, and flames, granting harvest, reproduction, and victory!... Believe in our God, He is supreme, almighty!... I, your divine servant, the Songbird High Priest, offer you the three sacrifices of wolf, deer, and fish, praying for your gaze and divine power to descend!… Prostrate, kowtow! Bow again, kowtow! Three bow, chant praise!..."

When the first rays of dawn rise from the wilderness of the East, illuminating the narrow thousands of miles of coastline; as Feather Pengguari stands with tears streaming down at the stockade wall praying... Thousands of miles away in Reagan Town in the North, the Songbird High Priest, clad in intricate black and red ritual robes, wearing a one-meter-high Feather Crown, stands proudly on the eight-meter-high small Pyramid Temple, making a devout offering to the rising sun.

And beneath the feet of the Songbird High Priest, in front of the rare Pyramid Temple on the Northern Continent, an endless mass of Reagan Town tribespeople are kneeling, pressing their foreheads tightly against the dirt. Each tribesperson's forehead bears the Bird Pattern of the Chief Divine. They speak different tribal languages, bearing various face tattoos, yet all pray to the Sun Supreme God.

"Ah! Praise to the Sun Supreme God, the brightest, roundest, greatest, and strongest Great Divine Spirit!..."

"Praise to the Great Divine Spirit of Flora! He scatters stone fertilizer in the fields, ensuring bountiful harvests, growing endless sweet potatoes and potatoes!..."

"Praise to the Firestone Great Divine Spirit! He uses the mysterious divine fire to turn stones into useful bronze!"

"Praise to the Sea Great Divine Spirit! He grants unseen large ships, allowing countless fish to leap into fishing nets!"

"The strongest War God's protection! He lets hunters pick up great bows, lets warriors lift Copper Spears, lets Shamans summon thunderbolts, scattering all hostile tribes!"

In the midst of chaotic shouts, many Northern Tribes kneel devoutly, awe on their simple faces for the powerful divine spirits. In these tribes' eyes, the 'Wezi Lop' Great Divine Spirit, though having various faces, is a truly powerful tribal god beyond all else!

This mighty Great Divine Spirit is exceedingly generous, not only granting filling food, useful metal tools, fishing large ships, but also bringing greatbows of Copper Arrows, bronze weapons armor, and the most terrifying thunderbolts! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

And these unheard-of, even unimaginable divine powers, are gradually changing the lives of the Northern Tribes, quickly conquering the hearts of the Reagan Town's tribespeople... letting eight thousand tribespeople worship in front of the Temple, sincerely praying for the blessing and protection from the Chief Divine!

Indeed, at present, the Kingdom's Reagan Town already has eight thousand Northern Tribes who have converted to the Chief Divine, making it the strongest and most stable stronghold for the Kingdom on the entire Northern Continent!

Among these tribes who converted to the Chief Divine, half came from the former Yoreim Great Tribe, having converted for over three years, their faith is already firm, willing to fight for the God. As for the remaining half, they come from a mingling of origins, having converted for anywhere from three years to a few months. Among them are the Mayo people of Yoreim Tribe's origin, and also those like the Tarahumara and Makuvi people who have fled from the edges of the wilderness, the Yaji people who have the same origin as the Yomei Great Tribe, and many others from mixed tribal groups in the mountains.

These small tribes of dozens to hundreds of people come from hundreds of miles away to seek allegiance, all due to the prosperous bronze trade of Reagan Town, whose renown has spread far and wide. And from all over one thousand miles around, the large and small tribes all heard from passing trade tribes of the prosperous and strong 'Reagan' Great Tribe that has risen on the southwestern seaside!

This Great Tribe has endless food, hundreds to thousands of Armored Warriors, massive amounts of solid and sharp Bronze Weapons, and continuously coming goods shipped from the sea! And such a powerful tribe is extraordinarily generous, willing to absorb all small tribes who come to seek refuge... and the only price for these tribes is a pious conversion to the Sun Supreme God, willingness to work as ordered, and they can fill their stomach, avoid the fear of the northern divine calamities of hunger and cold!

Being well-fed and warm, able to survive the divine calamity, with powerful military protection!... These three precious conditions are simply irresistible temptations for the various hunting tribes of the Northern Continent, especially the small tribes struggling to survive!

On the boundary of these wilderness mountains, in the summer they can hunt birds and beasts, in the autumn they can gather fruits, vegetables, and grains, all good seasons of gentleness and vitality, most large and small tribes can get by, the better ones can propagate more offspring. But when the temperature plummets in winter, when the days of spring's shortage come, it is the terrifying time where cold and death spread, a period when countless tribal populations sharply decrease, elders leave the tribes, walking alone into the mountains! And the smaller the hunting tribes, the weaker their ability to resist famine or cold waves, often becoming targets for larger tribes to hunt for food...

Therefore, every year from November to April, it is the peak time for tribes that can no longer survive to come seek refuge at Reagan Town. And after the Songbird Priest leads the kingdom's warriors to screen them, most are not rejected, receiving the blood oath conversion ceremony for these tribes on the spot!

Of course, although these hunting tribes have joined Reagan Town, they can't be treated equally, there remains obvious distinctions of familiarity and rank. The vast majority of tribespeople engage in the most basic tribal labor, including farming fishing, temple house building, mining coal, and shaping brick embryos. Only a few whose beliefs are devout and are relatively smart tribes' able-bodied men can engage in slightly higher-level technical labor, including pottery firing, wood-stone tool making, brick kiln opening, copper-tin material smelting, as well as smelting worthless gold-silver ore.

As for the most crucial bronze casting, it is only in the hands of a few dozen of the highest status kingdom's craftsmen and about a hundred local craftsman apprentices. Most of these apprentices are under twenty, having undergone the faith test of the kingdom priests, they were selected because they are sufficiently devout, receiving the opportunity to become bronze craftsmen, stepping into the ruling class of Reagan Town!

Indeed, this key stronghold of the kingdom in the North, Reagan Town, has already developed a three-tiered ruling order akin to Central American city-states! And this distinct hierarchical order is rapidly being established under the kingdom's productivity increase, gradually replacing the traditional egalitarian hunting tribe commune.

In only three to four years, Reagan Town has branched into upper leadership consisting of priests and warrior leaders, middle-class pillars of craftsmen and warriors, and lower-level labor among the tribespeople. If the lower tribespeople want to advance, there are three pathways.

The first is having devout faith, natural intelligence, being chosen by kingdom priests to be promoted as priests or craftsman apprentices, making a living through knowledge and skills. The second is displaying outstanding martial prowess, courageous in battle, valued by kingdom warriors, cultivated as elite tribal warriors, advancing through military merit granting nobility. As for the rare third path, it is a special advancement situation unique to the Northern Land. Among newly settled hunting tribes, some rare farming experts are specially rewarded and encouraged to plant according to the kingdom's teachings, being promoted as agricultural guides excelling in farming, managing dozens of tribespeople's farming as field chieftains.

"Praise the Chief Divine! From last autumn to this spring, over a thousand tribespeople have converted to the true faith, joining the kingdom's Reagan Town! The faith of the Chief Divine is taking deep root in this vast Northern Continent! And at this rate of development, in less than two years, I will be able to command a great tribe of tens of thousands, mobilizing thousands of warriors... plus the rate of missionary progress in the Yomei Great Tribe, with the conversion of noble chiefs and tribespeople..."

"For the glory of the Chief Divine, wait another two years! As soon as the time is ripe, with the assurance of controlling the Yomei Tribe... we can decisively act, converting the great tribe of ten thousand people in one stroke, exiling the Great Mountain Eagle Chief of Yomei Tribe, fully controlling the vast Firestone Coal Mining Area of the North! And moving further north, is to take control of the Copper Mountain held by the Opata Alliance, those mountain-perching Dancing Birds..."

On the small pyramid, the Songbird High Priest who rules Reagan Town, opens his arms excitedly, embracing the Eastern morning sun, gazing at the high and bright sky. However, his longing, devout heart has already flown afar like a songbird, flying to over five hundred miles north to the Yomei Great Tribe!

With the Chief Divine Sun's protection, the North American songbird has gradually grown into an ambitious giant bird with the support of the Kingdom of the Lake. The 'Songbird's gaze is tightly fixed on the aging 'Great Mountain Eagle', patiently waiting for the opportunity to hunt and swallow, even envisioning the red Copper Mountain further northeast, peering at the 'Mountain Forest Flock of Birds' of tens of thousands of tribes.

Only, at this moment, the songbird did not realize, an old feathered serpent, treacherous and cunning, having transformed, has escaped the fierce fighting of the Southern Plateau. Through a series of coincidences, Old Feather finally confirmed his target, set to head to this northern continent's tribal hunting ground, seeking a place for his Clan's settlement...

Note: The Easter egg chapter is the map of the southwestern North American situation.