It had been days since the battle at the German Fortress had occurred. Since then, Berengar had marched his forces into the Jungle with a plot to conquer the Aztec Empire. At the moment, The German Emperor rode on the back of his mighty red steed. In one hand was the reins to his horse, and in the other was a leash tied to the Aztec Princess' neck.

He had set out from his fortress with only five hundred men in tow. Among these soldiers were two infantry companies, and an artillery battalion which had split its six guns into two mk2 Schmidt guns, two revolving cannons, and two 7.5cm FK 22 field guns.

As for the remaining five hundred men, they were split into two units. These two units were the garrison tasked with protecting the German Fortress that had been established on the coastline. As well as a logistics unit, designed to resupply Berengar's small force with munitions, and other necessary equipment to continue the fight.

Tlexictli had a flushed face as she held her head low in embarrassment. Her hands were tied behind her back and she was forced to march with a leash around her neck, following the German Emperor as if she were his greatest prize. Berengar paid no attention to the complex emotions that were all over the woman's face as he dragged her through the woods.

The Aztec Princess could not help but stare at Berengar's back with bitter hatred. This man had enslaved her, and she was not content with such a fate. After all, despite everything that had occurred, she was still a princess, and more importantly, a warrior. Despite this resentment, she could do nothing but obey her commands.

After several hours of marching, Berengar came across a small town which had makeshift fortifications around it. The German Emperor was cautious with his approach, and first sent out scouts, who returned to his position with their report.

"My Kaiser, it appears that several thousand of the survivors from the last battle are stationed in this village. Many of them are wounded. What should we do?"

A cruel smirk appeared on Berengar's face as he issued his orders.

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