บท 125: Chapter 82: The Divine Tree and the Golden Eagle_3

"I cradled my heavy heart, solemn and dignified. Grief piled like a mountain within me, shrouded in darkness. I waited for a breeze to rekindle the ashes of the dead. Ah, that would be my carefree love!"

Not far away, Xiulote smiled gently. It seemed the burden was still not heavy enough.

The legion halted briefly and then continued on its journey. Three days later, when Xiulote saw Xilotepec City again, the rebellious Otomi City-State had already been completely besieged. The City-State was blockaded on all sides by camps, and supplies of water, food, salt, and timber were utterly cut off. Tens of thousands of Mexica Samurai patrolled between the camps, preventing even a wild rabbit from crossing the tight defences.

Xiulote was somewhat surprised to see over forty thousand Mexica Samurai had gathered here. It had been more than twenty days back and forth; had Aweit not moved south yet?