Chapter 725: The second kingdom exploration, the first Cuban stronghold
The sun was setting, the stars were sparse, birds and animals were chirping in the woods, and the jungles on the tropical coast were full of life. Everyone lit bonfires, set up camp in front of the spectacular iron ore belt, took out the drinks and food they had brought, and celebrated wildly until dawn.
Starting from the second day, it was a careful and busy exploration work.
Under the guidance of Priest Mekat, everyone roughly determined the surface scope of the Mayari Iron Ore Belt. To be honest, the scale of this large open-pit iron mine exceeded everyone's expectations. The highest point of the iron ore belt was
The northern end is actually only thirty miles away from the nearest coast. The southern end of the iron ore belt has penetrated deep into the mountains and forests, and is extremely vast. The outcrops on the surface alone are at least twenty or thirty miles away.
After all, the Mayari Iron Ore Belt is one of the largest shallow iron ore belts in the world. The iron ore here ranks among the best in the world in terms of both reserves and quality. And in later generations, it will be even more precious.
It is the "chromium" rich in iron ore belts, an indispensable key element in special steel.
Along the way, six kinds of abundant mineral deposits, including nickel, cobalt, manganese, chromium, iron and copper, are concentrated in the eastern part of Cuba's Snake Island, in the Snake Head Zone with a radius of four hundred miles. In addition, there are many minerals sleeping on the large scale island.
Tungsten mines, as well as oil in the offshore Gulf of Mexico... "Cuba's rich ore" is truly worthy of its name.
"Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Highness! The reserves of this iron ore belt are enough for the entire alliance to dig for an era! And the quality of the ore here is also much higher than that of Black Rock Mountain!"
Three days later, Priest Mecat gathered all the information and gave a firm conclusion. Even though several days had passed since the discovery of the large iron mine, the excitement and excitement on his face still did not subside. Because every day
, the exploration team will bring new discoveries and expand the new boundaries of the iron ore area.
"The large iron mine of Maria must be firmly in the hands of the kingdom! We must establish a permanent camp and control this mountain forest and coast that are crucial to the kingdom!"
Hearing this, Priest Tomat and the old militiaman Chihuaco looked at each other and nodded at the same time. Then, Priest Tomat held the sun amulet around his neck and spoke firmly.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Now that we have found the large iron mine predicted by His Highness, the kingdom's fleet needs to establish its first permanent stronghold here, as well as the first main temple on the island of Cuba! The glory of the Lord God,
It must be sown on the Cuban Snake Island, and the suppression of Quetzalcoatl must be completed by the main temple!..."
Speaking of this, Priest Thomas looked solemn and his will was unbreakable.
"Praise the Lord God, I will dedicate my life to you!...I will stay in Cuba, preside over the construction of the stronghold and temple here, and preach to the surrounding Taino villages! And the several priests of the Lord God who are on board will also
Stay!" After hearing Priest Tomat's words, the old militiaman Chihuaco lowered his eyes, filled with emotion in his heart. Priest Tomat chose to stay, which was what he should have meant. But this time, after staying, eight thousand
After a long journey, I don’t know what year I have to wait until I want to return to the kingdom...
"The devout priests of the Lord God! What a group of... well, a group of moths willing to throw themselves into the flames..."
Chihuaco felt complicated and remained silent. To be honest, if he was asked to devote the rest of his life to the gods and bury his bones overseas, he would not be able to do it.
"The kingdom's fleet sailed here. The sailors on the ship died and were replenished. They also recruited Puton warriors along the way... There are currently a total of 400 people in the fleet. Of these 400 people, there are only more than 200
People are warriors and sailors who set out from the kingdom."
Chihuaco said nothing, and Priest Tomat spoke again, stating the cold truth.
When the fleet set off from the kingdom, there were more than three hundred and dozens of loyal Prepecha warriors and sailors. But now, at its destination in Cuba, a full third of these original personnel had been lost! The storm!
, disease, fighting, getting lost...each of them will continue to take away lives. This shows how difficult it is to sail long distances.
"The kingdom wants to establish a permanent stronghold, build warehouses here, store food, cut timber, build temples, and even mine iron ore to lay the foundation for the arrival of more people! ... And to do all this, not only
We need property to mobilize the manpower of the surrounding tribes, and we also need enough force to control the surrounding areas..."
Priest Thomas remained solemn. He looked around at the leaders of the fleet and spoke out His Highness's will word by word.
"Before I set off, His Highness gave me the power to make a decision! I need the fleet, leaving three long ships and at least half of the manpower, that is, more than two hundred soldiers and sailors, to stay with me in Cuba! More than two hundred
Among the people, there must be at least a hundred people, and if the Prepecha headquarters is reliable... Well, most of the gem cargo, weapons and armor, and cloth and property in the fleet must also be kept as much as possible."
After Priest Tomat said solemnly, he was the first to look at the captain of the exploration team, the old militiaman Chihuaco.
"Captain Chihuaco, what do you think?"
"Leave two hundred people behind?..."
Chihuaco pursed his lips and pulled his hair. Familiar young faces flashed through his mind. At this moment, he would decide the fate of these young men, whether to stay here or not.
Embark on the return journey... After a long time, he nodded and promised.
"I will leave three ships and select a hundred reliable Prepecha boys, um, eighty sailors and twenty warriors. The remaining one hundred gaps...more than fifty people from the Puton tribe
, who are familiar with the environment of the tropical jungle, you can keep them all. And among the more than 30 people in the Silver Crow tribe, half are shipwrights and are familiar with carpentry work, so they can be left to you! As for the last 20 people..."
Chihuaco paused, wanting to keep the newly added manpower in the Mayan lowlands. In his heart, he still had a preference and wanted to bring back as many of his compatriots from Prepecha as possible.
"For the last twenty people, let's choose the loyal Prepecha warrior!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Priest Tomat raised his brows, saw what Chihuaco was thinking, and interrupted decisively. He looked into the eyes of the old militiaman and said sincerely.
"I believe that the Prepecha warriors who can participate in this voyage have no doubt about their loyalty to the Lord God! We need reliable manpower here in Cuba! ... And the return journey is still eight thousand miles long.
The difficult sea route. Staying here is actually easier and safer than returning to the kingdom!"
The 8,000-mile long sea route is, indisputably, the separation between life and death. When the fleet came, nearly one-third of the people died, and when the fleet returned, there would be no less dead.
Thinking of this, the old militiaman was silent for a while and looked at the deputy captain Huitu Puap. Puap nodded indifferently and agreed. In his opinion, it was okay to let the warriors and sailors of Prepecha stay here.
Not good. He doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and women just jump on him, so he doesn't have to fight a difficult battle. If it were him, he would be happy...
"Bah! I, Huitu Puap, am a man who has been valued and entangled by both the Condor and the Serpent! Your Highness has promised me that I am destined to become the commander of the legion, so how can I stay on this deserted island in Cuba!...
.Well, I still have a dozen young wives in my hometown in Huzhong..."
Thinking of this, Puap touched his chin with a rare look in his eyes. After this voyage, he suffered from the mental torture of the curse and never wanted to go to sea again.
"God bless you! When I return to the kingdom this time, I will fight bravely, kill Prince Maya, and discover the large iron mine... No matter what, I have to ask Your Highness not to send me out to sea to explore..."
The old militiaman's eyes flashed, he looked at Puap's expression, and pursed his lips. He knew Puap very well, and he shook his head secretly without saying anything. Then, the old militiaman looked at Priest Tuomat
, with a solemn look on his face, he raised a question that he cared about very much and was equally important.
"Dear Priest Tomat, you stayed in Cuba to establish a kingdom stronghold and spread the glory of the Lord God... Then, how are you going to get along with the simple Taino people?"
