The roaring waves flowed across the long Gulf of Mexico. From the mouth of the Heron River at the far west, past the Huastec, the Totonac, the coastal Zoque, the central Maya, and all the way to the easternmost reaches of the Lowland Maya of Yucatan, it formed precisely a lower half-circle of four thousand li. And farther east, after crossing a strait of five or six hundred li, lay Hot Land Cuba!
At the beginning of December, as the main force of the Totonac coastal fleet set sail from the Heron River's mouth, fully loaded with the second batch of two thousand barbarian tribesmen, a detached naval force responsible for logistics transport had also sailed for more than a full month, and had only just docked at Ekab Port on the easternmost tip of the Yucatan Peninsula.
Ekab Port, once prosperous with merchant ships, was now bleak and cold with killing intent. The Moon Mother banners of the Maya Ixi Clan had vanished, replaced by the Kingdom's banners of the Hummingbird Main God. Inside and outside the port, Kingdom Warriors stood guard everywhere, and there were traces of slaughter left by blades, axes, smoke, and fire. Those lingering dark-red bloodstains and earthen pits in the woods foretold the brutal battle from more than a month ago, and that great city-state conversion in which divine descendants were sacrificed in blood!...
Yes, just over a month ago, during the autumn harvest season, with the Yan Island merchant fleet acting as insiders, Black Wolf Toltec personally led two thousand Kingdom Warriors and broke through Ekab Port, a place of twenty thousand tribesmen, in one stroke. And the unprepared Ixi Clan, caught in a raid too sudden to guard against, was nearly uprooted as a whole clan, roots and all!
Black Wolf Toltec