"Ouch hey!"
The autumn sun is high and the plains are vast. Thousands of people gathered together, shouting neat slogans, and dragged the boats to the ground. Following the difficult pace of the civilians, the seven longships slowly moved forward on the flat field. The long boat towed forward, exposing rough rolling logs underneath. At both ends of the longboat, there were always hardworking civilians, moving the round logs that passed behind the boat to the front of the boat.
"This is His Majesty's idea. It will save effort if the wood is rolled."
Puap wore leather armor and led hundreds of Prepecha warriors to supervise thousands of working civilians. Ti Carlo stood nearby, looking at the slender noose on the civilian husband's body, and then at the rolling logs under the long boat, as if he had some enlightenment.
"Praise the Lord God! Your Majesty is truly divine!"
"Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Majesty!"
Puap lowered his head and said a prayer. Then, with a stern look, he glanced at the crowd of people who were struggling to slim down, and then said to the Mayan businessman with a smile.
"Your Majesty is merciful, let us not be anxious. He received divine inspiration, cherished these prisoners, and invented such a good way to save labor!...But in fact, each longship is not very heavy! If it is at the bottom of each longship, Dozens of wooden beams were set up and four hundred civilians were allowed to carry them from the river. No rest was allowed in between. It only took three days to cover the thirty miles! ...At most, it would be almost exhausted after the completion. Just a common man..."
The Kingdom's latest crocodile god galley long boat has a length of 25 meters, a width of more than 6 meters, a length-to-width ratio of about 4:1, and a draft of just over 1 meter. It has only one floor and one deck, and two masts at the front and rear. This kind of long ship that looks like a Viking can carry more than 80 crew members, has a load capacity of about 30 tons, and its own weight is less than 50 tons, which is 100,000 kilograms. This size and weight are about twice that of the Viking Snekkje ship a thousand years ago. Compared with the Ottomans' heavy artillery ships that were often tens of meters long and weighed hundreds of tons, they were actually nothing to mention.
As for the 100,000-kilogram ship, the wooden beams on the frame required more than 400 people to carry it, and each person had a burden of about 300 kilograms. Such a burden would be difficult for ordinary strong men in the gyms of later generations to endure for too long. But in this era, it is a weight that short and lean civilians can always bear. Because they are carrying it with their lives! The result of not being able to carry it is death...
"Ouch hey!"
A neat shout came from the mouth of the laborer, with a unique Mixtec accent. Among the crowd, the tribesman Didi was lowering his head, hunching his waist, leaning forward, dragging forward with difficulty. He was shirtless, with a cloth bag tied underneath. His right shoulder was covered with thick calluses and was tied with a thick sisal rope. The rope had deep marks, almost cutting into the flesh, and it hurt just to look at it.
Big drops of sweat, drop by drop, streaked across Didi's cheeks and fell on the moist field. The salty sweat rolled over his forehead, stinging him and causing him pain. He raised his head slightly, revealing the bloody mark on his forehead, which was a newly engraved "Sun Hummingbird".
This "Sun Hummingbird" was tattooed on his forehead by the canine hunter Chabo. When the canine legion arrived at Shuigu City with tens of thousands of prisoners, two canine hunters took away the heavy bamboo basket behind him and the leader's clothes on his body. Didi had nothing left, except a piece of headman's crotch cloth.
However, before leaving, the red-haired hunter Chabo thought for a moment and tied him up, then took out a sharp obsidian dagger. In Didi's horrified eyes, Cha Bo swung the sharp blade and carved a sacred emblem of the Lord God on his forehead. The force of the other party's tattoos made him so painful that he even became hoarse from shouting.
"Little guy, this is our coming-of-age ceremony in the wasteland! A sacred symbol, like a puddle on the wasteland, can absorb the divinity falling from the sky! This symbol is red and blood, and it can turn you into a A real man, a fearless wolf!”
Speaking of this, Chabo pointed to his forehead, which also had a red sacred tree tattooed on it. The branches of the sacred tree extend over the face, almost covering the entire face.
Didi glanced at it and lowered his head in fear. He didn't know how painful the tattoo would be, but when Chabo took out the red dye he carried with him and colored his tattoo, he fainted from the pain again.
"Haha! Only by applying the red color of the wasteland, your wounds will not rot. Although, it hurts a bit! Goodbye, may the Lord bless you, little wolf ant!"
Hunter Chapo laughed and finally patted Didi on the face. This red ore dye is mixed with copper salts that are common in the wasteland, as well as silver powder that is also available everywhere. Both of these heavy metals can effectively sterilize. Of course, it will also leave scars that cannot be washed away, forever.
After waking up from a coma, Didi found that she had changed and was really different. The other captured men in the tribe no longer dared to beat him when they saw the red mark on his forehead, and were even a little afraid of him. The tiger man, eagle man and dog man who were supervising him all the way saw the mark on his forehead and became much gentler, and no longer whipped him at will.
From that day on, no one would snatch his food, step on him, or pee on him. When he walked, he began to hold his head high and even bumped into strong men in the tribe and dared to spit at them. Although he was still weak and still couldn't beat anyone, his heart had gradually changed. The coming-of-age ceremony in the wilderness really imbues a humble ant with the ferocity of a wolf!
"Pooh!"
Didi spat loudly and dragged the long boat behind him harder, even moving half of his body forward than the other civilians standing side by side. That ship is so long and big, it must be a divine object given by the Lord God, and it has powerful divinity!
"Even bigger than the priests and chiefs of the tribe before! No, in front of the supreme and powerful Lord God, the descendants of the Rain God and the priests of the Rain God are all short and small, as if they were cut off The heads are the same!..."
The view in front of the Temple of the Clouds has always haunted Didi's heart, just like it lingered in the hearts of tens of thousands of Mixtec captives. However, when dreaming about it, Didi gradually became less afraid. He chanted it repeatedly in his mind to encourage his spirit, just like he chanted it to the sun when he was taking a rest in the boat.
"Ah! The main god who is bigger than the sky, wider than the earth, and can suppress the rain god under his body! Praise you!... Feeding radishes is so strange!..."
"Um?"
The old militiaman Chihuaco, wearing a straw hat and leading the Dark Snake, stood not far from the civilian husbands. He heard muffled prayers and looked in the direction from which the sounds came. A short, thin man with his head raised in prayer quickly fell into his eyes.
That civilian husband was as ordinary as an ant, without any special features. The only thing that caught his attention was that there was a blood-colored emblem of the Lord God engraved on his forehead.
"Um..."
The old militiaman watched for a while and said nothing. When a moment of rest passed, the Mixtec men pulled up the boat again. And that ordinary civilian husband, leaning forward and shouting slogans, worked harder than anyone else.
Sailing on dry land, heading east, day after day. The prisoners stretched for days, starting from the appearance of the first beam of light until the last beam of light disappeared. Soon, the sound of running water can be heard at night. And the oncoming wind began to become more and more humid.
In just five or six days, they traveled a distance of thirty miles northeast and successfully pulled seven longships into the nearest Herb Lake Tenexac. At the northern mouth of the Herbal Lake, a winding river extends. This small river is the upstream branch of the Cat Eagle River (; ). From there, go down the river and go five hundred miles northeast to the mouth of the Caribbean Sea!
Well, in the Nahua language, Tenexac means "herbaceous, grassy place" and the meaning of Tenexac is "owl-haunted wetland." The names of these rivers and lakes are all given by local tribes and are related to the geographical environment of the rivers and lakes. Maybe when the alliance unites the world, it will rename the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in the world!
"Phew! After struggling for so long to pull the boat on land... the expedition fleet finally entered the water again!"
Watching the longship "crash" into the water, Chihuaco, the kingdom's expedition leader and veteran militiaman, finally relaxed and let out a long breath.
"The next step is to follow the instructions of His Blind Majesty and follow the guidance of the local guide to go to the eastern seaside... And when we get to the seaside, the long bald businessman said that there will be Mayan guides who will lead the fleet along the coast again. , heading east..."
"As for the Huastec and Mixtec city-states along the way, His Majesty has sent envoys to ask them for support and supplies for the fleet... With the Mexica Legion as the backing, these messy A seaside city-state should not dare to mess around..."
"Captain, I followed Priest Mecat to do an inventory. In the past few days, several sailors in the fleet have been injured and injured, and now there are only eight left!"
Dark Snake panted, came to the old captain, and weakly reported. He was proficient in arithmetic, calendar and astronomy, so he was arranged by Chihuaco to join the Mecat priests in the fleet, so that he did not have to do the hard physical work.
Because Priest Mecat participated in the first exploration and recorded the route and latitude of the north, he has been promoted by His Majesty to a second-level priest, which is equivalent to the newly boarded "Tomato" priest, Thomas.
Of course, the two priests are not subordinate to each other. One is the divine priest responsible for navigation, and the other is the missionary priest responsible for preaching. The achievements of the two in improving their levels are also different. But no matter what, although exploring the sea is dangerous, it is a shortcut to the promotion of priests!
"Huh? There are still eight more sailors left?..."
Upon hearing the reply, Chihuaco scratched his head. He thought for a while and selected a few strong men from the Mixtec prisoners pulling the boat. Finally, he paused slightly and looked into the corner of the crowd. There was a solitary, thin civilian man with the Lord God's mark engraved on his forehead, who was chanting in a low voice.
"The last one, choose him!"
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