A Ruthless Display of Force

Weeks had passed since the day that Berengar visited his favorite prisoner, and the time had finally arrived. In the clearing outside the German Fortress that acted as its primary settlement in Mesoamerica, an army of roughly twenty-five thousand Aztecs stood, gazing in shock at the fortifications that had seemingly sprung up overnight. 

They did not know how such a thing could come to exist without them knowing, but it would explain the many disappearances that had occurred over the past few months. Still, with the overall size of the settlement, it did not appear that many people were inside of the fortress. At most, it had to be a thousand men.