"Ah! Your Highness, leave behind seventy percent of the tribes and migrate with only thirty percent of the people?"
At those words, the Snake Priestess Miahuacoatl widened her eyes and licked her teeth, her thoughts churning in waves. She knew that everything about the Golden Bay tribes depended on the young king before her, so she turned into an obedient water snake, kneeling prostrate before the king as she begged aloud.
"Your Highness! The Golden Bay tribes once numbered eighty or ninety thousand people, but under the great Alliance's punitive campaign, some fled, some were captured, and some were killed, until today only thirty thousand tribespeople remain in the city! Please show mercy. The chiefs of every tribe are willing to swear blood oaths and kneel in loyalty to you!"
"We will also do everything in our power to assist the Kingdom's army in capturing fifteen thousand of the Eastern Allied Forces alive! Among these allied forces are many God-descendant chiefs and headmen from the city-states. As long as they are captured alive, all the major city-states and villages of the eastern Totonac can be persuaded to surrender..."
"Mm... capture the chiefs and headmen of the tribes alive? Persuade the eastern tribes' city-states to surrender..."
Hearing this, Xolotl's heart stirred, and he grew quite interested. The eastern jungle stretched on and on, and supply lines were difficult to maintain. If the difficulty of taking them could be reduced, even by a single city or village, it would greatly benefit the Kingdom's conquest. He pondered for a moment, then promised in a low voice.
"Miahuacoatl, if you and your elder brother Chichini have a way to seize the chiefs and headmen of the eastern tribes and help the Kingdom accept the allied forces' surrender, then of the thirty thousand Golden Bay