In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America!

The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years!

But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America!

Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

"Almighty! Ah! The shield is pierced! I've been shot!"


At such a close distance, with such an obvious target like the shield formation, it is the best target for matchlock guns! This extremely ferocious round of shooting directly took down five men at the front row of the shield formation, and three more fell instantaneously at the back row! Just one round of the advancing matchlock guns killed or wounded nine Castilian veterans who held up iron shields and seemed invincible! And along the way, the poison arrows of the barbarian archers also accurately shot in through the shields of the fallen veterans, injuring four veteran archers on the spot!


"Dios mío! Almighty! How could this be? How is this possible?! Native matchlock gunmen?! And the most cowardly Taino natives!!"


Chapter 2302 - Chapter 1632: The Natives' Matchlock Guns! Die, Evil Demons! (2)