The moonlight is like water, falling on the long river, clear and indistinguishable from each other. The bonfire shines, illuminating the flat river bank and illuminating the busy crowd.
Crocodile King Quinn and four hundred Mayan warriors stood on the river bank and watched the transaction in person. Hundreds of Mayan peasants lowered their heads, hunched their backs, carrying large bamboo baskets on their backs, and were driven around like obedient worker ants. One basket after another, they piled all kinds of precious goods on the river bank in front of the longboat. Dozens of Kingdom sailors also carried bags of expensive gems and placed them on the other side of the river bank.
"Witness the Lord God! A bag of gems was traded for twelve baskets of salted fish... ten bags of cocoa, eight rolls of cotton, six bags of tobacco, four jars of honey..."
The Mayan businessman Tikalo was familiar with the road, shouting the prices of the goods, and presiding over the transactions between the two parties. Soon, baskets of goods were loaded onto the ship, and bags of stable-quality lake gems also flowed into the hands of the Mayan nobles.
Hearing the bargain price, Crocodile King Ayin beamed and was quite satisfied. Red Lake Town is located on the lower reaches of the Red River and is a trade node for dozens of Mayan city-states in the upper reaches. The Mayan nobles in various states are high and have never been overthrown by ordinary people. Over the course of hundreds of years, they accumulated huge wealth and even had nowhere to spend it. The aristocrats' strong demand for gems has never been satisfied!
The gemstones in the lake are of high quality and can be used to decorate walls, make statues of gods, be inlaid on clothing, teeth, worn on necks and arms, and can be offered to gods in ceremonies and buried with their descendants in tombs. In other words, with so many gems in his hands, there is no need to worry about not being able to sell them. The advantage of this wave of gem fleet is that if you don’t make money, you won’t make it in vain. If you make money once, you will have to eat it for three years! ...
Thinking of this, Crocodile King Ayin tilted his head, his jade nails collided with his teeth, and whispered a few instructions. The warrior leader Chaha obeyed, and then hurried away with a group of civilians, as if to transport more goods.
"Dark Snake, what are you doing? Go quickly and buy all the forty jars of honey! There are so many people, are you worried that you won't be able to finish them all?"
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, stood with his waist in his hands, holding a bronze spear and waving it with his big hand. His eyelids were twitching, but he didn't mean anything when he shouted. To be honest, Old Man Qi has never been so arrogant in his life.
"Ten baskets of dried spices in exchange for six bags of lake gems? Buy! Ten bags of crystal amber in exchange for ten bags of lake gems? Buy!...Ten bags of pure jade in exchange for thirteen bags of lake gems? Why are you hesitating? Buy them all. Come on!... You bunch of stupid logs, if you don't buy all these, will they be willing to let us go?... What? The price is not cost-effective? The Mayans are our brothers, so we have to buy it even if it is not cost-effective!"
Dark Snake lowered his head, carefully held a large jar of honey, and carried it to the boat. The Mayans mastered the technology of beekeeping, and the honey they produced was of high quality and in sufficient quantity, and the price was much lower than on the Mexican plateau. Such precious sweets, even if the city of Atlixco was still in the hands of the family, he could only eat it during festivals.
"Such delicious honey... Even under the terrifying Temple of Death, you may not be able to eat it, right? Dad Qi actually let us crew members eat it freely... Wow, oh, dad is so good !”
Dark Snake quietly opened the clay pot a crack, stretched out his fingers, stirred it vigorously, and then took two vigorous mouthfuls of it in his mouth. The sweet taste immediately filled his heart, making his eyes crinkle with laughter. Sailor Didi squatted nearby and watched with saliva. He also held a jar of honey, but he didn't have the guts to eat it secretly.
"Come on, eat some too, it's mine!"
Dark Snake looked around. The crew members were all looking at the trading river bank, their eyes shining. He simply opened the pottery lid and handed the honey to Didi.
"Eat it, eat it! You must have never tasted such sweet honey!"
Sailor Didi stretched out his hand tremblingly, carefully dipped some honey into his mouth. After a moment, his eyes turned into stars, and tears overflowed from the corners of his happy eyes. He took two more bites, but suddenly he felt a little unsteady on his feet, as if he was drunk.
"I...I'm a little dizzy..."
"Ha! Didi, it seems you have never eaten anything so sweet! You will faint after eating a little bit!"
Dark Snake smiled, turned around and looked around, then looked at the moon in the sky. The weather is just right tonight, and the evening breeze is quiet and peaceful. Sailing on the sea can be so beautiful!
"The night is just right, and the fire is bright! Ordinary warriors put on leather armor for me, and warriors above the third level put on bronze armor, ready to fight at any time! If these Mayans don't know how to look, I will send them to see Mother Moon!"
On the flagship, Puap was wearing bronze armor, carrying a big bow, and straddling a bronze axe, with a murderous look on his face. Behind him, dozens of Prepecha warriors were neatly dressed and ready to fight.
The brave dust warrior looked at it for a while, and then his eyes were fixed on the strange-looking crocodile king A Yin. He closed one eye, marked the distance, and frowned. He thought about it again, then looked to his side and asked in a deep voice.
"Look at that strange divine descendant? The one with a strange shape and a divine staff! Which of you is confident that you can hit it from this distance?"
When the warriors heard this, they looked around and saw the Maya chief who was more than a hundred steps away. They were all silent. Only two archers stood up. Puap took a closer look and saw that it was Cavado, a mountain bird from the Yorem tribe, and the surviving scouts of Tiburon Island. Toad was pleased. The Silver Crow Warrior Osprey on the side opened his mouth, then looked at the big bow in his hand that was not yet completely familiar to him, but said nothing.
"Okay! Mountain bird, toad, you two are ready! If the other party is ready to take action, shoot the arrow together and kill the crocodile god descendant!"
The two marksmen nodded silently, holding the big bow in one hand and the copper arrow in the other, secretly adjusting their breathing. The crocodile king A Yin on the shore seemed to be aware of it and glanced at the boat. Soon, he was looking thoughtfully at the armor, big bow and bronze ax of the warriors on the ship.
"Well...this group of warriors from the Tiger Tribe look like they can fight very well! These armors and weapons..."
Crocodile King Ayin estimated the number of warriors on the boat and felt more fearful in his heart. At this moment, the trading on the shore has basically ended. The Mayans were exchanging precious cinnabar, gold and silver grains for gems of equal weight. There aren't many expensive goods like this, and if you exchange them for two thousand kilograms, it's almost the end of it.
"Friends from the Menghu tribe! Your armor and weapons seem to be very extraordinary..."
Crocodile King A Yin smiled and pointed towards the boat.
"The Moon Goddess is watching us! Can you bring your armor and weapons to me?"
"Um?..."
The old militiaman Chihuaco pondered for a while and then answered with a smile.
"Dear Chief Ayin, witnessed by the Mother Goddess of the Moon! Our friendship is as endless as a long river. On behalf of the fleet, I can give you five bronze spears, two bronze axes, and a crocodile leather armor!"
"Oh? Not bad, very good!"
Crocodile King Ayin nodded with satisfaction. Within a moment, a kingdom sailor came in a hurry and handed all the weapons and armor to the Mayan chief's guard. Crocodile King Ayin touched the hardness of the leather armor and raised his brows. Then, he tried the edge of the spear again, and it penetrated the soil in one stroke. Crocodile King Ain's eyes flashed, he picked up the bronze axe, and ordered the Mayan warriors to pick up the flint dagger. The two of them clashed, and the tip of the short knife broke off after a slight pause, but the bronze ax blade remained unscathed.
"hiss!"
Crocodile King A Yin suddenly changed color. He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he had a kind and sincere smile.
"Haha! He is truly a warrior of the God of War, a voyager who shoulders the will of God! These equipments are really enviable! ... Praise the Mexica God of War!"
"Praise the Lord God! Praise the Mother Goddess of the Moon! Witness the gods, we are all friends!"
The old militiaman nodded with a smile and responded with a few words. Then, both sides suddenly became quiet, and no one seemed to be interested in talking anymore.
The long river gradually flows, and the firelight flickers faintly. When the deal was completed, the warrior leader Chaha appeared again, with more than 300 Mayan warriors behind him. Seeing this scene, large groups of kingdom warriors emerged from the seven longships, each wearing armor and holding a bow, waiting cautiously.
"Blessed by the moon god! Chief, I have brought enough warriors. We..."
"Um!"
Crocodile King Ayin raised his palm and waved his hand gently. Then, with a serious expression and a smile on his face, he looked at the fleet at the end of the transaction and spoke kindly.
"The Tiger Tribe is our friend! Let us sing and dance to see our friends leaving!"
The long river is long, and the sound of farewell songs and dances echoes on the shore. The warrior leader Chaha held a spear and danced a farewell war dance, imitating the cry of an owl. The crocodile king Ayin raised his staff to signal, and the main priest Tomat also raised his staff in response. A dozen Mayan nobles all had satisfied smiles on their faces. Each of them had a bag of gems presented by the fleet, as well as a copy of Ali Sutra written by the main god.
Dark Snake hugged the honeypot and looked at the crowd of sincere farewells on the shore, feeling full of emotion in her heart.
"What a simple Mayan! What a kind and hospitable divine noble!"
Priest Tomat stood on the bow of the boat, watching the approaching coast and the Mayans slowly retreating away. The bright moon is gradually setting, and the morning sun is rising.
"His Highness said that the world is bustling, and everyone comes and goes for profit. When the priest guides everyone, he should take advantage of the situation and give both grace and power! ... Phew! I was able to escape from this meeting intact. It is truly blessed by the Lord God!"
Priest Tomat raised his head slightly, looked at the rising sun in the east, prayed silently for a moment, and then recited a verse marked by His Highness.
"What a pity! The Lord God cherishes the world and bestows divinity in their hearts. People don't want to become demons, but they are so obsessed with material desires that they can't restrain themselves. They often become demons without even realizing it!"
After hearing this passage, Mayanti Carlo raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He sighed, looking at the hopeful red sun, whispering in his heart.
"...If you don't become a demon, how can you live? I have already risked my life, and I will be with you all this time! The Lord God bless you!"
Silent and vocal prayers were dissipated in the breeze of Haikou. In the corner of the fleet, Dark Snake and Didi were holding honey pots, like two mice, eating happily. Chihuaco, an old militiaman, looked at the two young men stealing words from a distance, with the corner of his mouth raised.
"Ha, let's go forward! If you encounter a stone, kick it away; if you encounter a puddle, cross it. A living person will never be suffocated to death by urine... Just go forward, No need to look back!”
Further ahead, Puap stood on the bow of the ship, still wearing a stomach. The brave dust warrior did not look back. He gritted his teeth, looked at the sea and sky in the east, and muttered fiercely.
"Descendant of the Heavenly Serpent, the Xiwu family...your Master Huitu is coming!"
