"Gillim, dispatch three thousand elite Samurai and five hundred Jaguar nobility. Let them make a round through the southern Mistec, showing off the Alliance's military power, before joining the ranks of the Southern Army in the west. At the same time, send an Envoy to reprimand the Zapotecs and have them compensate the shortfall in their tribute after the autumn harvest!"
Gillim nodded, accepting the command and jotting down the decree. He asked quietly,
"My King, you will campaign after the autumn harvest. If there is still a shortfall in the third tribute from the south, how shall it be handled?"
The King smiled slightly.
"Then note down the shortfall and compensate it in the New Year's tribute. If there is still a shortfall... the Alliance will not wage war now, but will remember it firmly, all accounts to be settled later!"
Gillim nodded solemnly.