Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The Young Commander nodded slightly, revealing a confident smile. He waited a moment, then his teacher Olosh returned at a brisk pace with the broken "Feather" Commander's Flag. His body was covered in the enemy's fresh blood, leaving behind a red trail in his wake.

"Your Highness, I present the enemy's Commander's Flag to you, congratulations on the splendid victory!"

Olosh knelt on one knee, raised his hands high, and offered up the "Feather" flag.

Xiulote took the brand-new Commander's Flag, looking at the familiar feather pattern. Those spread-out feathers were not embroidered, but genuine Gecal feathers, a luxury item more expensive than gemstones. Under the golden sunlight, the beautiful plumage shimmered with blue patterns, like flowing waves.

The Young Commander gazed at the flag for a moment, as if trying to see someone he had never met through the gorgeous banner. After a moment, he nodded with a smile of approval.

"Olosh, you crushed the enemy's center, captured their Commander's Flag, and made the enemy's Marshal flee. You deserve the highest honor for this battle!"

Hearing the modified order in his words, Olosh slightly started. Then, with a look of realization, he bowed his head and said in a deep voice.

"It's the Chief Divine's blessing! And your glory, Your Highness! The Western conquest will surely prevail, the Alliance will conquer the world!"

Xiulote laughed heartily. He bent down, returned the flag to Olosh, lifted him from the ground while whispering.

"Teacher, hold the flag and accompany me to persuade the surrender of the enemy generals."

Olosh nodded. With one hand he held the broken flag and with the other the War Club, cautiously guarding His Highness as he led the way. In just a short time, the Young Commander, the valiant Great General, the elite trusted aides, and the Black Wolf's flag all arrived before the last enemy formation.

The "Sky" Family Head watched closely and stayed silent. The enemy's Marshal, although composed, was a handsome and delicate youth, merely fifteen or sixteen years old.

"By the Three Divinities and my ancestors! To think I would be defeated by a youth!"

Seeing the true enemy Marshal, Ahonda's heart turned cold and his face showed a pained expression. He had imagined the enemy commander's appearance and his response, but now he was momentarily lost for words.

"Surrender, Sky Family Head."

From dozens of steps away, with the enemy completely surrounded, Xiulote smiled slightly and spoke persuasively.

"The Tarasco Kingdom is on the verge of collapse, and the Chapala Lake Region cannot hold out for long. 'Sky' of Chapala, submit to the great Alliance, and I promise you a future of glory!"

With the Prince's words, Olosh strode forward. He fixed a tiger-like stare on the "Sky" Family Head's eyes as he threw the broken "Feather" flag at the other party's feet.

Listening to the enemy Marshal's personal appeal for surrender, the "Sky" Family Head's expression changed, revealing a complex and difficult to discern feeling. He stared at the blood-stained Prince's banner as if seeing a similar fall of the Royal Banner, that hopeless future. In that instant, countless thoughts raced through his mind, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

The trusted aides gathered around Ahonda and began to speak.

"Family Head, the Marshal fled first; we held out to the last moment! Surrendering now does not betray the Samurai's honor..."

"Family Head, the kingdom's situation is dire, and the Mexica cannot be stopped. For the sake of our family's survival, perhaps surrender is the better choice..."

"Family Head, Pengguari has fled back to the Lake Region! The warriors of the Silver Family have been annihilated. If we also perish here, the 'Feather' will be unchallenged in the Lake Region. Who knows what they might do then?"

Hearing this last statement, Ahonda felt a chill in his heart and his face showed emotion. After a while, he hesitated and asked the Marshal opposite.

"Prince of the Mexica, if I choose to surrender, would you allow me to return home?"

Upon hearing this, Xiulote paused, then burst into laughter.

"'Sky' Family Head, how could I possibly let a commander like you return to the mountain so easily? You need to show your actions, prove your loyalty to the Alliance, before you can soar in the sky again!"

The Young Commander said with an implied meaning, still smiling.

"After the fall of the Rivermouth Fortress, the northern Legion's Ospa Commander has also surrendered! He kept his personal escorts, converted to the Chief Divine, and is now under my command, recruiting the nobles of the northern kingdoms for the Alliance!"

Ahonda lowered his head in silence. He understood the enemy Marshal's words. If he was to choose surrender, giving up his legions, converting to the Chief Divine, and recruiting former acquaintances were all inevitable outcomes.

The "Sky" Family Head surveyed his surroundings. The trusted aides around him looked at him with pleading eyes, keenly focused on him. More than two thousand family warriors held their shields high, their faces filled with expectation. Lastly, he glanced at his eldest son in the army, a young Samurai of just twenty years, resolute and following right behind him.

Ahonda showed a moment of tenderness. He turned and caressed his eldest son's face without saying a word. After a moment, he made a decision, his gaze becoming calm as he looked once more at the Mexica Prince.

"Your Excellency, more than two thousand of the 'Sky' legions will surrender under the lead of my eldest son! Please forgive the officers of the legions for the sin of warring against the Alliance, let me bear the responsibility alone!"

"Family Head!!"

The trusted aides around him showed panic, kneeling on the ground one after another. The son behind him had eyes full of entreaty, but Ahonda no longer looked back.

Xiulote's face was as calm as a lake, his heart full of waves. He caught the implication in the other's words, and familiar scenes flooded his memory, years seeming just like yesterday. After a moment, he nodded slightly with his eyes lowered.

"As long as you submit to the Alliance and prove your loyalty, the Chief Divine will surely grant forgiveness!"