"The Naval Forces will not return for another two weeks, bringing with them reinforcements and supplies, as well as the latest news from the Capital City. The Southern Army must have already set out, but who knows what their situation is now..."
Xiulote's gaze remained to the south, over the vast Lerma River, beyond the unknown Lake Region, all the way to the heart of the southern Kingdom.
The golden sunlight poured down from the sky, casting brilliant ripples on Lake Patzcuaro. From the villages around the Lake Region, thousands of canoes arrived in a ceaseless flow, transporting the conscripted supplies and Militia. Then, the massive fleet split into two groups, one heading north and the other south.