Mexica Sunrise : An Aztec AAR

[_Tristan_]

Turn 4 : The Siege of Tolocan (or almost...)

We reach the rebellious town as the sun begins to set over the mountains to the west...

Prayers have been made by the priests to Tlaloc, God of rain, so that he opens the gates of the clouds and pours his bountiful waters on the town ahead of us, with the promise of many lives to be sacrificed on his altar.

The rain would nullify any advantage the numerous archers spotted by our spies in the town garrison could give those men.

Our prayers have been answered... Tlaloc must be present on the battlefield as the violence of the rainstorm unleashed on the town must be proof... So dark are the clouds over the heads of our warriors that this end of day looks like it is night already...




Seeing that their gatekeepers are opening the gates to our advancing men, the garrison abandons its stations and moves to make a last stand on the town plaza.


Our men give chase and reach them at one of the plaza main avenues. The melee is fierce...



Some Eagle Knights join the fray on the opposite side of the plaza with some supporting troops...



... while our Emperor Moctezuma is seen fighting in the middle of the melee striking and lunging, accounting for many kills that day.



Until, few of the Rebel Jaguar Knights remain fighting and try to take our Uey-Tlatoani in a last effort...



But all is lost for them and the city is brought back into the fold... The rebellion is crushed.

Our Coyote Priests give thanks to Tlaloc and rejoice in the rain falling from the heavens, washing away the blood split on this day...

Our Uey-Tlatoani is victorious and sacrifices the prisoners on the city temple altar of Tlaloc before leaving for Tenochtitlan to defend it from the Texcala. Riches from the town coffers are sent to our capital of Tenochtitlan.




Our victorious men around Tenochtitlan disperse in the countryside to root out any Texcala agents and hoping to lure a large army behind the Texcala border.

Our Prince goes in hiding around Cholollan, leaving only a few of his men near the city to try and lure a second large Texcala army in attacking Cholollan anew.

A large army of white men is seen approaching the mountain range east of Tehuacan, with men riding on strange animals like oversized dogs that they call caballo. We do not know what to make of them... Are they gods or men ? Are they Quetzalcoatl returned ? What we know from eyewitnesses is that some of them seem to be half human only, the lower half of their bodies seemingly being those of hornless deers. They also carry along with them some kind of large tube, as big as a tree trunk on wheels, and nobody has been able to guess the use of such an unwieldy thing... However, all of them are wearing an armor of a strange metal, much less shiny than silver and bearing weapon of seemingly that same metal...



Such an army could only mean one thing : they have come to conquer and wage war to the One-World.
My Lord has ordered steps taken against the white men that we now see for what they are : enemies of the Mexica. However, should they be gods he has wisely decided from fighting them directly...

Thus, it has been decided to see if they are men or Gods... And what better way to decide than seeing if they can bleed...

First, the forked-tongue emissary that extorted trade rights from us is removed from this earth, with his throat sliced... Much blood was spilt...



Then, one of the greedy merchants leaves in his wake. Those men are only interested in our gold so my Lord saw fitting to have him dropped into a vat of molten gold and his statue carried to the border of the lands occupied by those false Gods as a warning.



For, surely, they are not Gods... Maybe they are the ancient Tolteca come back from wherever they went before we Mexica colonized the One World... If so, they would want it back and we must get ready for a fight...

It seems to me that in future years all eyes will be turned to the east, not to watch the rising of Tonatiu, our Sun God, as he spills his glorious light on our lands, but in wariness of another threat coming form there… If we ever win the war against our long-time enemies the Texcalans, I fear that the void they will leave will quickly be filled by the white men…