A long wind rolled past, banners streaming. As Xolotl led the army, bringing heavy cannonry toward the Totonac coast in the east, far away in the Lake Kingdom two thousand li distant, a new, long journey was also about to set sail!
On the shore of Atoyac Lake, Purple Grass Port was bustling. Batch after batch of immigrants from Shuigu City, escorted by Purepecha Warriors, were being sent into the strange yet vibrant two southern counties. And large groups of warriors from the two counties had long been waiting at the port.
These transported prisoner-of-war immigrants would recover for a few days in the camp outside Purple Grass City before being sent on to the farming garrisons of the two counties. Everything was familiar work, orderly and unhurried. In the ranks were also Missionary Priests of the Main God, as well as Tlaxcalan true believers who had farmed there the year before, responsible for soothing the immigrants' hearts.
As the immigrant column headed north out of the port, a broad second-grade concrete road appeared before their eyes. This road had only recently been built, one of the kingdom's great construction plans, linking Purple Grass Port to the county seat. And on the concrete road were many spear-bearing Militia pushing Wheelbarrows, transporting great quantities of kingdom supplies. Judging from the bamboo baskets visible on the Wheelbarrows, this shipment seemed to be large amounts of dry cakes and cured meat, as well as piles of cloth and copperware—all wealth the immigrants yearned for!
Farther away, in the distant but visible Purple Grass County seat, before the lofty Pyramid Temple, crowds of Divine Inspiration Priests were likewise busy. They were carefully checking and preparing the "Heart of the Gods" hot-air balloon for its miracle of ascent! Dozens, even hundreds, of Missionary Priests were