The encampment nestled high in the mountains had an unobstructed view of its surroundings. An army of more than ten thousand troops would have great difficulty concealing itself in the forest, not to mention launching a surprise attack from a long distance.
Just past noon, the day was bright. From afar, the sight of the approaching army, with Mexica banners and even the King's regalia, prompted the encampment to swiftly dispatch an envoy.
The envoy from the encampment was just a thin, ordinary Samurai. He approached the massive army with confusion, saluted the King's regalia from a distance, and then respectfully asked an outermost Jaguar Warrior, "Esteemed military noble, we just welcomed a group of the King's Samurai this morning who said the main army would arrive in two days. How has the King arrived here just after noon?"