Chapter 581: The wooden boat goes west, the long boat comes east

Style: Historical Author: Swing the sword to kill YunmengWords: 2527Update Time: 24/01/12 06:07:54
The long river flows to the southwest. The second largest river in the world and the longest river in the south of the Alliance is the Talsas River. The Talsas River meanders from east to west for two thousand miles and is the only thoroughfare connecting the east and west.

The westernmost part of the long river goes out to sea at Trout Village and merges into the mighty East Pacific Ocean. Next to it is the emerging Black Rock Mountain Iron Mine. It is the southernmost limit of the Kingdom in the Lake and the starting point and end point of the Kingdom's first maritime exploration.

The three crocodile god galleys, loaded with the harvest of exploration, returned to the kingdom from here. Then, they headed north against the current and arrived at the vast and lush Atoyak Lake, where thousands of boats were shuttled. They stayed at the Southern Shipbuilding Company outside Zicao City for several months.

The shipwrights of Prepecha carefully inspected, repaired the broken planks, and mended the scattered sails. And when the first catamaran canoe, loaded with the young men of Tlaxcala, arrived at Lake Atoac. New royal orders also come rolling in with the dark clouds of the rainy season.

When the Mexica warriors found Chihuaco in the small village outside the shipbuilding company with His Royal Highness's royal order, he was lying on a pile of thatch, wearing a big straw hat, leisurely sunbathing... okay , there is no sun in the sky, only dark clouds and mountain wind. The old militiaman was blowing the wind, holding a bag of sunflower seeds in his hand, eating them leisurely.

This time when they went to sea, the fleet exchanged a lot of gold and silver stones at low prices. After returning to the kingdom and refining them, everyone divided the gold and silver nuggets.

Most of the extra income was entrusted to Chihuakodu and sent to his daughter Luwei and his son-in-law Weziti in Gyeonggi. The old militiamen took out the rest, built a house near the shipbuilding company, and improved the accommodation and food. After being at sea for too long, rowing and fighting, and being exposed to wind, waves, and humidity, his old back was sore that he could no longer do as much as before, so he had to sleep on thatch to feel comfortable.

"King's order: The exploration fleet will set off immediately. Within one month, it must arrive at the water valley city camp to receive the new oracle!"

His Royal Highness's royal order is conveyed and no disobedience is allowed. The warriors left their seals and jade talismans, then turned and left. Chihuaco froze on the spot, looking up at the dark clouds in the rainy season. It wasn't until the first thunder fell from the sky that the old militiamen suddenly woke up. He stared, gritted his teeth, slammed the straw bag in his hand to the ground, and cursed angrily.

"Ah, God is so blind! Why does the thunder falling from the sky fail to hit? What about your highness who is causing harm to others?"

"Boom!...Boom!..."

Thunder is rolling, and a shower is coming in an instant. The old militiaman jumped to his feet, cursed a few times in the rain, and "poofed" at the sky a few times before he hurriedly lay down on the muddy ground, picked up the scattered sunflower seeds one by one, and put them back into the straw bag. .

"The main god! The rain god! The three gods! There are also all kinds of gods, just let me go!..."

"Boom!...Boom!..."

The wind and thunder in the rainy season come from the east without stopping, just like the king's will. Four brand-new Crocodile God galleys sailed out from the Southern Shipbuilding Company, carrying one hundred and forty sailors and sixty warriors, joining the original fleet. The entire kingdom exploration team expanded to over three hundred people, with seven galleys and long boats, and the number of Prepecha warriors controlled by Huitu Puap also reached one hundred. Subsequently, the exploration team of the Kingdom in the Lake stayed for several months and set sail again during the height of the rainy season.

Sailing in the rainy season is full of difficulties. The further upstream you go, the more turbulent the Tulsas River becomes. The fleet traveled through 200-mile town, 400-mile town, and arrived at Taer town, 600-mile town, where the ship was repaired again. The entire long river is not dredged by river workers, and driftwood often collides with it, and there are also hidden reefs at the bottom of the water. Fortunately, both paddle boats and canoes have extremely shallow drafts and will not be affected by the reefs during this season of swollen river water.

Since the Eastern Expedition, the town of Taal along the river has become more and more prosperous as a node connecting the east and west. The veteran Etalik followed His Highness's will and sent two hundred warriors and one thousand militiamen to build a simple wooden fort, Sikkim Fort. The so-called "Tikkim" naturally means that there are both tin mines and gold mines. The transferred prisoners of Tlaxcala left three thousand people here. Among them, two thousand strong young men and women worked in the fields here and reclaimed the hilly land along the river; the remaining one thousand strong men were used as laborers to build simple wharves and put them into tin mines in the surrounding mountains. As for scattered small-scale gold mines, there are also stationed militiamen who mine them privately, but they are not yet large-scale.

The exploration fleet stayed for ten days, avoiding the peak of the rainy season. Chihuaco often stood at the dock, silently watching the group of canoes sailing in the wind and rain, venturing westward.

These small boats are still full of Tlaxcala captives, traveling day and night, rain or shine, along the raging river to the kingdom in the west. They followed the wind and the current and headed west quickly. It only took ten days to cover eight hundred miles! From the Eight Hundred Town in the south of the alliance to Lake Atoyak in the south of the kingdom. Of course, it will take more than a month for these canoes to return upstream again.

"Phew! We are sailing at this time, the wind is strong and the water is rough. If we fall into the water, how can we save ourselves?"

"Ha! Old man Qi, what are you worried about? They are all prisoners of the Tlaxcala people, not us Prepecha people! I heard from the Prepecha warriors stationed in Fort Sikkim that every tank transporting Dingkou The fleet and His Highness have set a military law: on this more than a thousand-mile journey from Shuigu City to Atoyak Lake, at most 20% of the prisoners transported back will die. If more than this number is exceeded, they must be killed. The leader will be beheaded! If the delay exceeds half a month, he will be beheaded! If more than 20% of the prisoners escape, they will still be beheaded!"

Speaking of this, Puap smacked his lips and sighed.

"Tsk tsk, your highness's military skills are really amazing! By the way, I also heard that your highness's grandfather, the high priest of the alliance, died in the holy city of Cholula. In order to take revenge, your highness burned the holy city. Cholula, sacrificed all the twelve priest families to 'Kaka'! Those are twelve divine priest families. They have been passed down for hundreds, even thousands of years. I don't know how many divine treasures they have accumulated... "

"Huh?! A fire burned down the holy city of Cholula?"

Hearing this, Chihuaco couldn't help but shiver. A thunderous "boom" came, scaring Chihuaco into panic. He carefully looked at the dark clouds in the sky, touched his head, and then lowered his voice.

"What's that? The high priest who is bigger than the sky is dead? How many people must have lost their heads?"

"I guess... thousands or tens of thousands of people must have died, right? This Eastern Expedition was said to be a battle between old enemies and gods. The Mexican Legion fought so fiercely, so fiercely! Look at the number of prisoners in each boat, tens of thousands People can’t stop themselves. If there are so many prisoners, how many people will die?..."

"...Hey! People of Tlaxcala, it seems it's over!...His Highness gave us a deadline, but it's difficult to go against the current, the rain is heavy and the water is strong, and we will definitely miss the deadline. We won't... Should we chop it down too?”

"Uh... this... shouldn't happen, right? If we are killed, who will go to sea for His Highness?..."

Hearing this, Puap also trembled. He looked at the dim sky, hesitated for a while, bit, and persuaded in a deep voice.

"Old man Qi, I think it's better not to wait any longer. The peak of the rainy season has passed. Even if you take some risks, the fleet must head north as soon as possible!"

"Um!"

The two looked at each other and nodded heavily at the same time. The long wind blew across the sky, the deafening thunder roared, and dense raindrops fell, all coming from the east.

The next day, the seven galleys set sail again. After traveling upstream for two hundred miles, we arrived at another node along the eastward course of the river, Babai Town. Once here, we are in the middle of the upper reaches of the Tulsas River. Further up, the river suddenly rises and becomes unnavigable against the current. It is necessary to find the warrior leader in the town and summon hundreds of trackers to drag it up the river.

Chihuaco pursed his lips and stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the turbulent river water and lost in thought.

Cavado, the mountain bird of the Yolem tribe, stood beside him, looking around curiously. He is a hunter from the northern tribe, named after the mountain bird, and has excellent eyesight, so he was appointed by the old militiamen as a lookout on the ship.

Along the way, Shanniao saw countless trees, countless people, a temple of unknown height, and experienced a heavy rainstorm that had never happened in the northern wasteland. He was full of curiosity about everything along the way, like a wild bird that broke into the city-state and couldn't get enough of it.

"What a long river! The tail of the fire-bringing rat in mythology is as long!..."

The mountain bird opened its eyes wide and looked towards the long river ahead. A "turtle" popped up, attracting his attention. He squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed in the direction of the turtle, and shouted sharply in broken Prepecha.

"People! There's someone!"

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