The rains of June came mixed with wind and thunder, and the soft earth gradually turned to mud. The farmland by the river grew lush, and the river's water level slowly rose. Yet on the west bank of the Adobe River, in the once-prosperous land of Golden Bay, one small-scale clash and entanglement after another was breaking out around village after village. Blood bloomed, dust and mud buried it, fresh vitality poured into the fields between the jungles, and still more fertilizer was buried beneath the corn by the river.
"Ha! The situation right now is just a great pack of monkeys gathered together, holding stones and occupying a big tree to defend against the wolves pouncing at them. This battle for Golden Bay City really can't be rushed!"
Black Wolf Toltec was fully armed, copper axe in hand, leading over a thousand Dog-kin elites along the narrow dirt road. The seaside in midsummer was scorching hot; even wearing only a suit of leather armor, Black Wolf was sweating buckets. Yet he hurried along the whole way, lips pressed tight, saying nothing, constantly pondering the recent battle situation.
More than ten days earlier, he had led several thousand main troops swiftly south and established a logistics camp around Snake Lake Village. After that, he had personally led troops to probe Golden Bay City's defenses and fought an unexpected lure-and-ambush battle, dealing a heavy blow to the Lake Sacrifice City force. From the mouths of the captives, he had learned the details of the Totonac eastern and western allied armies.
When Black Wolf went south, he had been in a hurry, even personally scouting and fighting. But after obtaining detailed intelligence on the enemy, he instead became cautious.
"The various eastern and western Totonac tribes have thirty thousand warriors and militiamen,