Chapitre 373: Chapter 188: The Village by the Lake_3

Everyone looked towards Chiwaco together. The old Militia lowered his head in silence for a moment, rubbed his face with his hand, then lifted his head, his face breaking into a smile. Then, with the accent he had learned from the north, he spoke respectfully.

"Great Master, we are Militia from the northern Akanbaro State! The Mexica arrived too quickly, the Masters from the north didn't have enough time to resist, and many people scattered and fled... We were originally following a Great Master with a turkey crest, headed to the Capital City to garrison. But the Great Master moved too quickly, we couldn't catch up, got scattered here, and have been looking everywhere for his tracks..."

The Hummingbird Samurai thought about the turkey crest, which indeed seemed to belong to a Fief up north. He looked at the militia's Copper Spears, then at the age of these men and slowly nodded.