Chapter 1,379 Heavenly Father is merciful, we are your friends!
"Adjutant Silvera! Who asked you to fire without my order?!..."
"Uh!... Dear Sir Bruno Kang, I just... just saw the natives praying to the devil, worried that they would curse the fleet... so I opened fire first to interrupt their evil curse..."
"Bastard! Silveira, you impulsive fool! Don't use the name of 'father' as an excuse for your stupidity and recklessness!...I seriously warn you! If you make such a mistake again, you will be dismissed from the captain's position.
, let other officers take over!”
"I!...am...obeying you...Ser Bruno Kang."
As a pioneer in maritime exploration, the discipline of the Kingdom of Portugal Navy was, after all, much more stringent than that of the fledgling Castilian Navy. Facing Captain Bruno’s severe reprimand, Adjutant Silvera gritted his teeth with hatred secretly, but on the surface
I can only bow my head and admit my mistake.
However, Silvera's reckless bombardment, in which four two-pound cannons opened fire at the same time, directly caused more than a dozen native casualties. The Taino tribesmen who were lined up were greatly frightened, and hundreds of their men immediately dispersed until they fled to
At the far end of the village, people gradually gathered again.
And the regrouping position has exceeded the limit of the ship's artillery. Whether it is the close-range two-pounder gun on the auxiliary ship or the longer-range eight-pounder gun on the flagship, it is no longer enough.
At this point, Bruno's plan for peaceful communication has completely come to nothing. As for conquest by force, with less than forty sailors on the fleet, want to capture a native village of a thousand people? In the view of cautious Bruno, this is simply
Extremely risky, unrealistic fantasy! What if these natives have the same poisonous arrows as the Caribbean people? Then maybe the entire fleet will have to stay here...
"Wave the flag! Turn your head north and leave this village!"
Bruno did not hesitate and directly issued the order to move. Soon, the fleet was sailing farther north along the rugged coast of Haiti. The reason why they had been sailing north was to make the sailing latitude as high as possible.
A record close to Columbus's voyage diary.
"Pedro! What is the latitude tonight?..."
"Between 18 and 19 degrees north latitude."
"Martin Scholar?"
"18.5 degrees north latitude, a quarter of a degree up and down."
"Well...according to Columbus's records, he encountered the Turkish kingdom at 21 degrees north latitude, and repelled the sudden attack of the native galleys...Warn the fleet to stay alert at all times! Two sentries must be maintained at night,
Anchor in the deep sea area!…”
"Yes! Captain!..."
On February 10th, the Portuguese fleet sailed northwest along the eastern coast of Haiti. At 19 degrees north latitude, they entered a narrow bay that was hundreds of miles long, and finally found that it was a dead end. This place became famous in later generations.
Samara Bay (Samaná Bay) has extremely beautiful scenery and is a famous resort.
There are large mangrove wetlands around the bay, with frigate birds and pelicans flying in the sky, and a humpback whale that is also lost and circling in the bay, howling and singing!
"Ouch~ah! Ouch~ah!..."
The melodious whale song floated in the bay. Bruno felt relaxed and happy while listening to it, and the sailors swallowed their saliva. The Portuguese have a long tradition of whaling, and the Azores Islands are an excellent whaling land. And the portion size
A large amount of whale meat is the most cost-effective and favorite source of meat for the lower class sailors!
From the Viking Age to today, hunting huge whales has always been a very difficult and dangerous activity, and is likely to result in nothing. The biggest difficulty lies in targeting and chasing a crazy and injured whale. Unless you have excellent
The terrain can restrict the movement of whales, like the Salish Sea in Whale Harbor on the West Coast, and this long and narrow bay that allows whales to spin...
"The Lord testifies! This is like a long and narrow pocket. It is an excellent place for hunting! Wounded and crazy whales may crash directly onto the beach... But the whales may not be the only ones suitable for hunting here! If the enemy's
The fleet suddenly appears and blocks the opening of the bay...then we can't escape at all, just like prey caught in a trap, we will inevitably be annihilated!..."
"Listen to my order and turn around immediately to the east. Don't stay here! We must leave this dangerous bay pocket as soon as possible!..."
Bruno always remained vigilant. His qualities as a naval officer, after ten years of training in the Southern Continent, were indeed excellent. And his worries were not groundless.
At this moment, the information about "the attack of white-skinned demons" is being spread to all parts of the island of Haiti day and night! However, the Portuguese fleet is very flexible and moves very fast, temporarily surpassing the running speed of the messenger.
The news came just two days ago...
"God bless us! We were delayed for two days in this long and narrow bay!...The fleet continues to move north, to 20 degrees north latitude!..."
Going further north from the Samara Bay, we went from the East Ribu League in the southeast of the big island to the East Stone League in the northeast of the big island. The Portuguese fleet stopped and stopped, and most of the Taino tribes along the way looked like frightened hedgehogs.
, and some have already received the news. The large Taino villages gathered militiamen and huddled nervously, while the smaller Taino tribes fled directly and went into the inland forests... All the Taino tribes encountered white people.
After seeing the fleet, everyone felt as if they had seen the "devil"!
"Holy Mother! What on earth is going on? It's obviously the first time we meet these natives, why do they all have this damn reaction?..."
Bruno frowned, unable to figure it out anyway. However, the reaction of these natives gave him a very bad premonition. He had to figure out what happened behind this!
"Mattim! When you find another small village... take a few sailors, paddle a small boat and approach quietly to capture the two natives alive! Be careful, don't be ambushed by the natives!..."
"I listen to you, Captain! ... Don't worry! These natives seem to be easy to deal with. They are much weaker than those guys who dye their hair and shoot arrows! ..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Remember, no killing is allowed! Be kind! Bring people back kindly!..."
"...Uh...Yes, Captain!"
The moon rose and the moon set, and the speedboats and boats met again, and they were quite skilled. Mattim took the two captured natives and returned to the flagship hiding offshore. Then Bruno couldn't wait to call the obedient man.
"Guide Potato" and communicated with the frightened natives.
“God bless us! We mean no harm!…We come with the mercy and protection of our Heavenly Father, bringing peace and friendly trade…”
"Come! Here are the colorful hats for you! Here are the colorful beads! And this, the wooden cross for you... Yes! They are all for you! Wear them! Our friends..."
"That's right! More food! Delicious jerky, and the most wonderful ale!…"
Bruno had a kind smile on his face. He gave gifts to comfort the natives, gave food to the natives, and even took out some precious drinks, which made the sailors' eyes turn red. It wasn't until the two natives gradually lost their fear that he
He asked gently and kindly.
"My friends, there is no need to be afraid or anxious. Our Lord is the God of peace... Please tell me, why are you afraid of us? Why do you run away or pretend to fight when you see us?..."
"Well... Also, we are the messengers of the merciful Lord, and we have more and better gifts to give to your chiefs, your kingdom leaders! So, can you tell me, where is your king's capital? It is not far from here.
How far is it and what is it like?…”
"Oh, by the way! In addition to our big ship, have you seen other big ships? Are those big ships the patrol navy of your kingdom? Where do you have to go to meet them?..."
Both from the Taino tribe, the smart Sushu was an excellent translator, and conveyed Bruno's comfort and inquiries to the two natives from the East Japan Alliance. When the other party stammered the answer, Smart Susui
Sushu suddenly froze in place. Thinking of what he had experienced over the past year, he couldn't help but be filled with sorrow, and his eyes turned red in an instant!
