The members of the rebels came from all states of Aztland, and the number of people in each state was not very large. Since Toulu Akang was closest to, most of the local soldiers ran back to the city-state after being defeated by Nesawar Koyotel. Although Toulu Akang was rebellious, the locals would still be able to collect them. After subtracting this part of the members, in Amy's army, there were only less than five soldiers left in Toulu Akang.

It is impossible to hide in such a small team without being discovered. Hunter Kuku can also find some reasons, and Bjorn is not only one of the leaders of the rebels, with a reputation, but also comes from the other side of the sea and has nowhere to hide. Therefore, Hunter Kuku successfully entered the city, while Bjorn can only hide outside the city wall and wait for Kuku's support.

At noon the next day after Amy's camp, Nesavalkoyotel's army appeared under the city of Toulu Akang. The local elders climbed the city wall and saw the coming army emerging from the northern horizon, also equipped with new weapons and armor, reflecting the sun's light under the sky.

They did not dare to neglect, so they immediately opened the city and went out to greet Nesawar Koyotel in a crossroads.

"Tratoani, it's great that you can get back from the front line in time!"

An elder squeezed out a few tears and wiped his face with his hands.

"The new fire ceremony failed, and Tenochtitlan was destroyed by the flood. An unknown organization took the opportunity to raise an army to cause trouble and forced us to contribute money and efforts. Just the day before you came here, they besieged our city-state and snatched a lot of supplies and weapons from us. Tratoani, you must make the decision for us!"

Nesavalkoyotel looked at the city wall ahead with a smile: "Your place doesn't look like a war. I'm afraid the materials and weapons were not taken away, right?"

Another elder hurriedly explained: "We want to resist, but we have the will but we are not strong enough! You know, our Tratoani and our soldiers were transferred to the north by the Sun King, and only the remaining staff were unable to resist at all! But no problem, the other party had just left for a day and sent light soldiers to chase after him, and they should be able to catch up..."

Nesawar Koyotel shook his head:

"The poem says: 'Before and after the war, we should drink blood'. My soldiers have just won a battle, and I haven't had time to reward them yet."

The first elder who spoke quickly wiped away the tears from his face and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, it's time to rest. After winning the battle, why are you going so urgently? This battle has captured a lot of prisoners? Our Sun War Temple here is cleaned every day, clean and broad. Tratoani, you can use it immediately, whether you want to cut out your heart or bleed."

"What? Do you want me to use the prisoners I brought?"

When Nesavalcoyotel asked this question, the elders were immediately scared and sweated. The first elder who spoke was quick to react and quickly changed his words: "Of course it is impossible! The prisoners of war you captured by Tratoani are used to hold a new fire ceremony again, right? You can't waste it here. We have prepared some slaves, but I don't know if Tratoani likes to eat raw, or ask the chef to process it?"

In the Aztland Empire, only the three states at the center of politics had the custom of cannibalism and living sacrifice. The conquered states such as Toulu Akan were only to pay tribute and provide living people regularly. Although the elder took the initiative to mention the word "raw food", he still subconsciously fought a cold war. The other people who were traveling with him changed their faces one by one.

Only Nesavalkoyoter laughed with satisfaction: "You are obedient."

"It is our blessing to be blessed by the empire!" The elders rushed to nod, "If the empire has commands, we will definitely complete it."

"Since it's a blessing," Nesavalkoyotel said with a smile, "When you reopen the new fire ceremony, you must ask everyone in your city-state to do some effort."

“That’s, that’s.”

The elders continued to smile with their faces and nodded repeatedly.

Nesavalkoyotel's mouth raised slightly. He said nothing more and led his soldiers into the city-state.

At noon that day, Turuakampon presented twenty local youths for Nesawar Koyotel and his warriors to enjoy on the dining table.

As night came, Kuku, a hunter who had sneaked into the city state, sneaked up onto the wall and used a rope to pull Bjorn, who had been hiding outside for a day, onto the wall.

"New troops are coming one after another. We can't stay in the city, so we can only stay outside the city. All around Toulu Akanban are enemy camps." Kuku said worriedly, "It's okay to leave now, but after taking action against Nesawar Koyotel, it may be difficult for us to escape with the remaining magic. Do we really need to continue to do it?"

"Don't worry, after you succeed, the target of the enemy outside the city will not be us, but the entire Toulu Akangban. It will not be a problem to escape in the chaos at that time." Bjorn comforted Kuku, "The most important question now is, where are the others in Nesawar Koyotel?"

"I live in the Temple of the Sun Wars. There are many soldiers inside the temple and the defense is tight." Kuku replied, "but this cannot interfere with our plan. As long as we draw the magic circle large enough to cover the innermost inner circle, we will have no need to enter."

As he said that, Kuku took out two pairs of special shoes. The shoes looked no different from ordinary shoes, but they were a little bigger. However, there was a colorless pigment specially made of plants' branches and leaves hidden on the soles. If you press them hard, some will be secreted.

"You probably haven't used this prop. You can wear it on your feet. When walking, be careful not to leave the ground, so you can draw the lines on the ground. Using this will set up the magic array in advance without knowing it. Tonight we will only draw the first magic array, which is no different from the magic array you learned. Let's talk about the others tomorrow."

It was late at night and there were no people on the road, only a few guards patrolling the roadside. Bjorn and Kuku carefully avoided these people and surveyed the drawing location of the magic circle on the ground.

Two guards walked towards this side with a woman tied up. Bjorn and Kuku quickly flashed behind a pile of dry firewood. But they heard the guards whispering there:

"This woman is not very beautiful either. What do the elders want us to send her to Nesaval Koyotel's room overnight?"

"What are you doing? Of course, it's a midnight snack. Aztlans are just a good bite."

As the guards approached, Bjorn and Kuku saw that the woman was not only weak, but also very young, with a childish look on her face. Her hands were tied to her back, and the soldiers' conversations made her eyes full of horror, but her mouth was stuffed with a rag, and she couldn't even make a decent sound. She could only whimper and writhe, making a slight weak struggle.

But another soldier said, "No, right? Didn't the Aztrans eat only slaves captured on the battlefield? I feel uneasy when you say that and ask me to send her over."

"Their family is poor, and the elders bought it from her family. Her parents have no objection. Why are you uneasy? We should think less about these things. What should we do if the superiors tell us to do."
Chapter completed!