Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 1889 1362: The Heart of Cuba's Fertile Land, Prosperous Havana!

The lush rainforest, expansive wetlands, and vibrant coral reefs together form the northern coast of Cuba. When the Kingdom's oar-sail fleet departed from the West Mountain Tribe, who had converted to the Chief Divine, rowing towards the far eastern horizon of the sea and sky... the sky was filled with tropical flocks of birds, and schools of colorful tropical fish amazed all the samurai, making them reluctant to leave such stunning and rich scenery!"Chief Divine bless! This Cuban land is truly a magical and beautiful place! I've never seen so many hummingbirds, from the rivermouth all the way to the coast, resting on the flowers blooming everywhere... it is simply the epitome of divinity!..."

Gazing at the serene Cuban coast, Kepili expressed his heartfelt admiration, and the rowing warriors also wholeheartedly agreed. The warriors felt this sense of travel relaxation precisely because of the peace and friendliness of the various Taino divisions in Cuba.

Even hundreds of miles across the coast in the Maya Lands, the tribes were filled with vigilance, hostility, hatred, and slaughter, and the human sacrifices among the larger and smaller tribes were countless. But upon reaching Cuba, the various Taino divisions seemed to suddenly change, differing greatly from the highlands and jungles. They would offer their tribal food to warmly welcome the Kingdom's fleet, hosting singing and dancing celebrations, and creating enchanting nights that made people reluctant to leave.

And whenever a simple Chief Divine flag stood at the entrance of a coastal village, the warriors would laugh and relax, feeling a rare sense of coming home. Even though they came from various parts of the Kingdom, and their hometowns were thousands of miles away...

"Chief Divine bless! Are these the Havana tribes? Hmm... quite a large village, but no Chief Divine flag is hoisted... Oh! There are some engraved hummingbird symbols, but they are not very conspicuous... Ah! This river bay is a natural good port. And such a flat terrain seems it could all be developed into excellent farmland!"

Kepili squinted his eyes, looking at the arrival of the fleet at the Havana Tribe. Here, the undulating West Mountain of western Cuba and the vast swamps were nowhere to be seen. Instead, there were vast open forests and fields, river bays extending inland, even giving a sense of a moist prairie expanse. Compared to all the previous western Taino villages they passed, this place was noticeably easier to develop and had a higher potential for growth and development!

"Oh Chief Divine! This terrain seems so familiar... the bay, the river, the plains... Ah, I remember now! It's like Golden Bay City, except the terrain is more open, and the water and soil look better!"

Kepili's eyes widened as he finally understood why Priest Yao Yun of the West Mountain Tribe repeatedly mentioned the Havana tribes. The local meaning of the name "Havana" was also a symbol of "beautiful, flat, fertile."

Without a doubt, the Priests of the Chief Divine had all seen the value here, showing extraordinary interest and patience in evangelizing these Havana tribes. However, the population of the tribes here was large, and the production of cassava and divine smoke was astonishing. The "Tribal Council of Elders," which did not need to engage in production, and instead managed the tribes for a long time and communicated with ancestors through divine smoke, already showed the prototype of highland nobility and priestly classes. Therefore, the upper echelon of the Havana Tribe was always somewhat resistant to the Kingdom's evangelization efforts, which aimed at reconstructing faith and power.

Of course, as peaceful Taino tribes, the approximately ten thousand people of the Havana tribes also lacked military might. The Tribal Council of Elders feared the fully armed and ferocious Kingdom warriors, were horrified by the real prophecy of evil demons invading, and could not verbally refuse the Preaching Priests of the Chief Divine, who genuinely assisted the tribes and spread various memories. They could only watch as the tribespeople who believed in the Chief Divine grew in number...

"Haha! Kepili, you are right! Havana, like Golden Bay City by the seaside, is indeed a bountiful divine grace land! As long as the local tribes convert to the Chief Divine... this place is far more suitable than the westernmost West Mountain Tribe to serve as the center of western Cuba!"

"I've heard that dozens of miles to the west, there's a large area suitable for mining stone... but I wonder if there's any copper in this area? Hmm, if not, it doesn't matter... the Kingdom's priests have found traces of copper in the West Mountain, especially near the Maned Lizard Tribe, and have confirmed the existence of copper... from there, smelted and transported to the Havana Tribe, it's only five hundred miles by sea!"

The Chief God Priest stationed in Havana is Taisitralco, of Mexica origin. The meaning of his name is "Tai Star." Named after the stars, he is naturally of noble descent, albeit from a side branch of a small noble family. And he has a clan brother, Taisir, who serves as a War Priest in the Black Wolf Army. Therefore, he is also one of the Black Wolf Army's own and can call Kepili by his name.

"Chief Divine bless! Kepili, since you have brought three hundred warriors here, please do me a small favor! The local tribal elders are always openly and secretly hindering the Kingdom's evangelization, so why don't you take the warriors..."

"Slaughter them all? Hold a Blood Oath ceremony, make all the local tribes drink blood wine, and completely convert to the Chief Divine?"

"Uh!... Great Banner Head Kepili... there's no need to be so... aggressive..."

Priest Tai Star wiped sweat from his forehead, looking at the seriously non-joking Captain of Kepili Warriors, he was momentarily at a loss for words. Having stayed in the peaceful Cuban land for two years, his Obsidian Dagger had not seen a drop of blood, and it was indeed difficult for him to adapt to the viciousness and martial prowess of the army.

And the Chief Divine priests, having stayed in Cuba for only two years, were generally becoming somewhat gentle and soft-hearted. The Taino tribes in Cuba, who had lived in such peace for hundreds or even thousands of years, had no fighting power to speak of...

"Ahem! Chief Divine witness! The various Taino tribes are good citizens who have never been tainted by the faith of any Fake God, so there is no need for those harsh methods... For the evangelization of the Cuban land, Chief Priest Tomate has also set the main theme, focusing mainly on peaceful means."

"As for the Havana Tribal Council's reluctance towards evangelization, it's just some idle talk, giving less food, being unwilling to build a sacrificial altar for the Chief Divine. They have never contemplated murder, plotting against the Chief Divine's priests. Therefore, we should not use such cruel means to deal with them... After all, they are our Gummy People kin, our long-lost compatriots!"

Kepili, with eyes wide open, looked at the muttering Priest Tai Star, not knowing what he was ultimately trying to say.

These Chief Divine priests were really strange. When evangelizing in Totonac and Maya, wasn't each time a bloodbath, with masses of Divine Descendants and nobility being sacrificed, without batting an eye? In contrast, in Cuba, after just two years, they all turned soft-hearted, muttering every day about "Gummy People kin," "Brotherhood"... and they seemed to believe it themselves, and the simple Taino People believed it too... Hmm?...

Kepili was lost in thought. The cultural assimilation preached by the Chief Divine priests was hardly believed at all by the culturally rich upper Maya. Thus, the killings there were the most brutal, almost wiping out all the upper-level Divine Descendants. The various Totonac divisions barely believed half of it, retaining half of their nobility and much of their original power structure.

As for Cuba, the various Taino divisions already regarded the Kingdom fleet arriving by sea as brothers of the same clan. Their integration was the smoothest, having scarcely encountered any bloodshed. Such is the unpredictable nature of fate! If these Taino tribes first encountered the legendary White-skinned Demons, it is unimaginable how tragic it might have been, perhaps leading to outright massacre and exploitation, even extinction?...

"Ahem! So, Great Banner Head Kepili, you just need to have the three hundred warriors rest a bit, all don armor, and carry weapons, forming a battle array!"

"Then, with such a mighty display of warrior force, march the formation into the camps of the Havana tribes, straight to the central fire pit square of the village..."

"After that, wave the long spears and banners, shouting the Chief Divine's name in unison! And, from the oar-sail boats, let the Tiger Squat Cannon unleash thunderous cannon fire!"

"Then all the tribal elders will be shaken with awe, truly realizing the thunderous power of the Chief Divine! Evangelization in the Havana tribes will inevitably face no more obstacles!"

"Chief Divine witness! No need for real bloodshed... Just this is more than enough! Our Gummy Brothers in Cuba will undoubtedly wholeheartedly embrace the Chief Divine's bosom!~"