Chapter 842 The Second Kingdom Exploration, the Huastec Village
Flowers bloom on the other side, and early summer is a gorgeous season. Blue wildflowers sway in the grass on the seaside. Continuous shrubs stretch out their green branches. Together with the red birds flying in the sky and the gray rabbits running in the grass, they form a beautiful scene.
A vibrant picture.
Such a magnificent scenery is simply unforgettable in the eyes of people who have experienced wandering and surviving disasters. The old militiaman Chihuaco knelt on the beach, greedily looking at everything in front of him, breathing in the reassuring soil
The taste. And when he saw the beautiful spoonbill that had settled down, his mouth watered with joy.
"What a fat heron...so nice!"
The fleet docked, and the archers on the ship finally had the opportunity to use their bow skills and hunt game. In the evening, the longship leaned on the beach, and the bonfire was raised on the shore. The hot barbecue was filled with the aroma.
Drinking the freshly cooked thick white fish soup and the delicious soft-boiled turtle eggs, it feels like you have arrived in the Kingdom of God in an instant.
After eating and drinking enough, everyone finally came back to life. And lying on the solid ground, they were finally able to have a good sleep. When the morning sun fell on their faces, new hope jumped in everyone's hearts. And together
Coming up, there is another key issue.
"This is where?"
"Blessed by the Lord God! It's still around 23 degrees north latitude... It should be the land of Huastec. If we want to return to the area occupied by the kingdom, we have to go south along the coast!"
Hearing this answer, the old militiaman nodded. He counted the crew, twenty-one people, one-third of whom were wounded, and two children. As for the several Mayan shipwrights and bees provided by the Cocom family,
slave…
"On Tavaru's ship, it probably fell into the hands of the Totonac people."
"Um."
The old militiaman was silent for a while and then went to check the cabin. There were weapons for forty men in the cabin and more than ten pairs of bronze cloth face armor. As for the precious Cuban crops, there were two baskets of cassava stalks and a bag of horse-drawn horses.
The seeds of the cassava tree. Fortunately, the cassava stems cannot be eaten and the seeds of the cassava tree are poisonous, so they were all preserved. As for the belongings, there are a small bag of herbs, two bags of gems, a dozen rolls of cotton cloth, and some ore samples collected in Cuba. Originally, they were still there.
There were two bags of cocoa beans, both of which were eaten by everyone while drifting.
"Where's the chart to the southern continent given by the Mayans?"
"I have kept it here and looked at it carefully several times."
Priest Mecat touched the nautical chart he kept close to his chest and said softly.
"But some of the markings are hard to understand."
Hearing this, the old militiaman shook his head. The Mayan merchant Tikallo was gone, and no one could explain these incomprehensible markings. However, if Tikallo broke through with the fleet, his chances of survival would probably be very low.
Might as well fall into the hands of the Totonacs.
"Let's go! Drive south. It's best to find a Huastec village and let the wounded recover for a while."
The long boat headed south along the coast, but could neither borrow wind nor follow the ocean current. The people rowed reluctantly, and there were not enough oarsmen, so they could only travel thirty miles in one day. Two days later, they finally came to a wide place.
The mouth of the river. After rowing upstream along the river mouth for more than ten miles, we finally found a small Huastec village.
"We can't leave anymore! We must let the wounded rest for a few days and find some herbs..."
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, squinted his eyes and looked at the small village by the river. It was said to be a village, but in fact it was just a few thatched huts, a semi-underground cave house, and two patches of green farmland. The Huastec tribesmen in the village
They were all bare-chested and only tied with a piece of cloth. They were talking among themselves and looking curiously at the docked longboat. And because there were not many people in the fleet, the villagers had no fear.
"God bless you! The Vastek tribes are loyal vassals of the alliance... There are a lot of gems and cloth on the ship. We can repair it here for a while and replenish some food... It would be even better if we could recruit some rowing sailors!..."
Priest Mecat held the sun amulet around his neck and prayed a few words devoutly. Then, he walked to the village on the shore and patiently communicated with the village elder who was the only one who could speak Mexica.
"Rain God! Are you... the warriors of the Great Alliance, who survived the storm on the sea?"
The village elder looked surprised and looked at the two leaders of the fleet. His old eyebrows trembled for a while, wanting to say something, but in the end he just sighed.
"The warriors of the Great Alliance...I finally met the warriors of the Alliance!...Twenty people, only twenty people...Hey! Rain God!"
Listening to the village's unclear Mexica language, the old militiaman Chihuaco and the divine priest Mecat looked at each other, not knowing what the other was sighing. The old militiaman waited patiently for a while until the other's emotions calmed down before speaking.
asked.
"Dear village elders, we would like to spend some time repairing here and exchange some food and herbs... We have gems and cloth in return..."
"Ah? How many days will it be repaired in the village?"
"Yes! The wounded on the ship must lie down and rest. They suffered trauma and have not been treated properly..."
"Oh! Okay! Okay, okay...you guys can stay here!"
The village elder hesitated for a while, looked at the sincere and persistent old militiaman, and finally nodded. His old face was full of wrinkles, making even the slightest change in expression difficult to detect.
"You stay here! There is food! I will give you my hut..."
After receiving the promise from the village elder, the old militiaman was full of gratitude. He took the remaining crew members and settled down in the village with peace of mind.
This Huastec village is obviously not rich, only the food is relatively sufficient. The style of the huts in the village are very new, it seems that it was just built less than two years ago, and it may have been newly moved from somewhere.
The old militiaman wanted to find someone to talk to, but he couldn't understand the villagers' Huastec language. From the gesticulating gestures on both sides, he only vaguely guessed that this tribe was in the "war" in the "south" and "from the south".
"Moved".
"War in the South? Canine vs. Huastec?"
Hearing this, Priest Mecat was also a little puzzled. For the priests of the kingdom, the coast of Huastek was too far away, and it was difficult for the information here to be transmitted to the kingdom in the lake. In the past few years, he had been sailing outside, and there was no trace of it.
Followed the land of Huastec.
"God bless you! Just ask the village elder who can speak Mexica, and you will know?"
"The village elder is not here. Before he left, he told me that he was going to other villages to borrow some food and herbs..."
"Oh! Captain Qi, let's wait until he comes back and ask again! Anyway, we have to repair for a while, and we won't be in a hurry to go south."
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"Um."
The old militiaman frowned, always feeling that something was wrong. An unknown premonition lingered in his mind, but he could not explain the reason. Until the early morning two days later, the village elders appeared again. And at the same time, there was
More than eighty ferocious and tattooed canine warriors attacked the people who were preparing breakfast!
"Ha! What a bunch of weak and fat prey!"
The red-haired dog-born captain carried a bronze spear and a large group of soldiers holding bows and spears, surrounding the people who had no time to put on armor. He looked at the weapons in everyone's hands, and then looked at the longships on the shore, excited
Eyes full of light.
"Take them down and tie them up! Hand over your weapons, don't resist, let you live! Otherwise, I will shoot you to death!"
