Chapter 654: The second exploration of the kingdom, the first encounter with the Kanur clan, Kanu Marx

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The waves are cascading, and the long coastline turns from north to east. The beach is wide and the smoke of boiled salt rises over the village. This is already the northwestmost point of the Yucatan Peninsula, where the salt village of Canul guards the clan’s territory. A small but prosperous seaside village that produces sea salt.

The sea breeze was blowing warm, and seven kingdom longships were docked on the coast of Yancun, but no one got off the ship. Chihuaco, an old militiaman, stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the dense crowd on the beach more than a hundred steps away. Hearing their furious shouts, he was dumbfounded.

"This? This?...What are you doing?!"

Everyone on the flagship was equally at a loss and looked at the beach speechlessly. On the small beach outside Salt Village, five large groups of Mayan city-state warriors with feathers on their backs and spears were gathered scattered. These Mayan warriors appear to have come from different villages and were led by different Feathercrest descendants. The number of Mayan warriors in each team ranges from more than two hundred to about four hundred.

At this moment, a large group of the largest Maya city-state warriors were standing near the beach, waving the stone spears and spears in their hands and shouting at the ship. The two groups of city-state warriors with the smallest number were pushed to both sides and looked at each other from a distance.

As for the remaining two groups of Mayan warriors who were equally powerful, they did not even look at the ship, but faced each other nervously. They shouted insults at each other and approached, waving their weapons. The gods leaders of both sides were almost face to face. After a while of spitting and cursing, they ordered the warriors to drop their weapons and continue to move forward, fighting each other with bare hands!

"What?!"

The old militiaman Chihuaco's eyes widened as he watched the two groups of Mayan warriors beating each other, punching each other to the flesh, and he suddenly felt the familiar feeling of fighting in the village. He grabbed Ti Carlo, pointed at the chaotic crowd opposite, and asked loudly.

"Tikalo, aren't they all the Kanur Guardian Clan? Why are they still fighting each other?"

"Uh... maybe, maybe it's because we had a grudge in the past... Now we meet, and we want to compete for the right to trade with the fleet first?"

Mayan businessman Tikalo looked at it for a while, feeling a little at a loss. He listened intently for a while, hearing all the insults in greetings to their common ancestors, and was suddenly shocked and inexplicable. Then, he listened to the recent shouts for a while, and finally figured out some tricks.

"Captain Qi, they want the fleet to dock quickly! They want to trade gems with the ship!"

"Quickly dock and trade gems?"

The old militiaman Chihuaco frowned and looked at each other with the main priest Tomat, and both of them shook their heads. The old militiaman pointed his finger at the warrior on the shore and asked in a deep voice.

"They didn't even bring any goods except weapons. Why are they trading gems? It's not obvious. Do you want to steal or rob?"

"Well...just start grabbing...it shouldn't be a big deal."

Mayan businessman Tikalo listened for a while longer and relayed the words of the city-state god.

"God of war, patron saint of merchants, witness Ek Chuaj! Move to the shore quickly, we will not harm the merchant fleet coming from afar! However, this is the territory of the Kanur guardian clan, and the merchants passing by The fleet must pay tribute! This is the requirement of the God of War to protect the caravan, and it is also the principle of the Kapok Code! Dock ashore quickly!"

"What? We haven't docked yet and we have to prepare to pay taxes?"

Chihuaco narrowed his old eyes, counted the city-state teams on the shore, and sneered.

"There are five teams of Mayan warriors here. Do we have to be taxed five times?"

"The Lord God witnesses! Greed has taken over the hearts of these people, making them malicious and deceitful."

Priest Thomas prayed and shook his head.

"However, even so, the Lord God did not give up and gave them a chance to shine!... Captain Puap."

The dust noble Puap had already put on his armor and picked up his big bow, staring at the divine nobles by the sea. Hearing Priest Tomat's call, he turned his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

"Let the fleet get closer, and then throw a round of feather arrows to give the opponent some warning!"

Priest Thomas ordered in a deep voice, then picked up the scripture that he never left his hand, and put a few amulets around his neck.

"Then I'll go down and meet with them for a moment or two."

"Huh?...You still want to get off the boat?"

"Yes! I came with His Highness's prophecy, and I must let them know it!"

"...This big tomato, jumping back and forth, will be eaten by wolves sooner or later..."

Huitu Puap glanced at the resolute-looking Priest Tuomat, and cursed inwardly in annoyance. Then, he gritted his teeth and ordered the Prepecha warriors on the boat.

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"Raise the flag and notify the ships! When the ships are approaching, raise your bow and shoot! Shout loudly to intimidate the stupid turkeys on the other side!"

"As ordered, Captain!"

Within a moment, the kingdom's fleet approached the beach. Then, more than a hundred skilled archers raised their bows at the same time, raised their heads and shot diagonally.

"Swish swish!"

The fierce rain of arrows brought the roar of death, and the Mayan warrior who crossed the beach plunged straight into the beach behind, sinking an inch. Then, hundreds of people in the fleet raised their weapons at the same time and shouted loudly.

"The Lord God bless us! We fight for God without fear! Those who stand in the way will be punished by God and will surely die!"

"Swish swish!"

The whistling arrow rain passed over the head, and the thunderous shout suddenly exploded. The Mayan warriors who were shouting suddenly lost their voices. Even the two groups of Mayan warriors fighting behind them gradually stopped. There was a moment of silence on the beach, like a pack of wolves fighting to eat a teal. Suddenly, they discovered that the opposite was not a docile teal, but a ferocious jaguar!

"Blessed by the Lord God! I am Tomat, the Lord Priest of the Mexica Alliance from the Western Plateau! I come with the will of the Mexica God of War! Who among you is the representative of the Kanur clan?"

Priest Tomat jumped onto the beach, held up the Book of Ali in his hand, and shouted loudly to the other side. Beside him was Tikallo, who was also translating loudly with his head lowered. The last time he stopped at Golden Snake City, he brought another Mayan translator with him, and he really felt that it wouldn't work. Many of the Lord God's profound teachings and the God's descendants' hinted words were stammered in translation. It was because of their insufficient cultural level.

"Well, Ti Carlo is better!"

Priest Thomat straightened his spine, thinking wildly in his mind, and looked around in all directions.

There was no movement among the groups of Mayan warriors opposite, but their divine leaders were looking at each other, hesitant. After a while, the Mayan god descendant who led the largest number of warriors came out. He clenched his fists on his chest, raised the staff in his hand, and answered in a deep voice.

"Blessed by the God of War Ek! A Nava priest from the Western Plateau, I am the ruler of Salt Village and the god-born leader of Maxú City, Kanu Marx! I am ranked third in the Elders of Kapok City, He is the most noble god descendant here. I am here to talk to you on behalf of the Kanur clan!"

"Max Kanu City, Kanu Max?"

Upon hearing this resounding name, Mayan businessman Ti Carlo's eyes flashed with surprise on his face.

Maxkanu City is only a hundred miles away from Yan Village. It is the northern important town of the Kanuer clan and the third largest city-state, after the central capital of Karkini Kapok City and the southern city of Heselchakan (He). Tree City. The name "Kanu Marx" means "the four monkeys of the gods" in the Yucatec Mayan language. The city of Maxcanu is known as the "Monkey City".

"Priest Thomas, the other party is the third person in the Kanur Elders Council. The kingdom's fleet came very quickly, and it is impossible for the Kanur Elders Council to reach an agreement in such a short period of time and send a recognized representative. This card Numax is the most important divine descendant in the north!"

Hearing this, Priest Tomat raised his eyebrows. He nodded, very satisfied with Ti Carlo's addition. Then, he confidently took a few steps forward, came to Kanumax, and saluted cordially.

"Praise the God of War! She made the Toltec brothers of the plateau and the Toltec brothers of the lowland meet again, hundreds of years later!"

"Uh... Praise the God of War! It was she who allowed us to meet!"

Upon hearing this greeting, Kanumax's eyelids jumped and he reluctantly responded politely. Their Kanur clan is indeed of Toltecnahua descent. They followed King Quetzalcoatl on his eastern expedition to the Maya five hundred years ago. It’s just that over the past few hundred years, they have basically intermarryed and assimilated with the local Maya tribe, and they can’t even speak the Nahua language. If the other party's speech is not translated, he can only understand some sporadic words.

As for the Toltec Kingdom on the plateau, it has been dead for hundreds of years due to waves of tribes in the wilderness heading south! These "Toltecs" popping up now must be the descendants of the barbarians in the wilderness, and are they brothers? ...Well, the opponent seems to be very capable of fighting, and he has a boatload of expensive gems, so he seems to be able to accept it.

After thinking about this, Kanumax bowed his head slightly and returned the greeting.

"...Toltec brothers from the plateau! Your fleet has come all the way east, and all the coastal tribes have heard the news about you. It is called the 'Gem Fleet of the God of Wealth.' Our Kanur clan is also here. I got the news a few days ago. It’s just that the Council of Elders has been hesitant to make a decision. Several neighboring city-states have sent teams here first, waiting for you to... trade."

Kanumax raised his head and shrank when he looked at the hundreds of archers, hundreds of armored warriors, hundreds of hatchet sailors, and hundreds of spear-wielding barbarians on the seven longships. When he looked at Priest Thomas again, a kind smile appeared in his eyes.

"The God of War protects us! Priest Thomas, the price of gems in your fleet is very fair, and it is very popular among all countries! Because they were worried about missing you, the warriors from the clan cities came first, and the civilians carrying the goods were still there. It will take a day or two to arrive at the back. Long-distance sailing is always difficult, so why not invite the leaders of the fleet to rest in the salt village. I will host a banquet tonight to welcome the brothers from the plateau who have come from afar!"

"The God of War protects us!"

Priest Thomas looked at Kanumax's face, and when he saw the other person's slightly embarrassed expression and slightly averted eyes, he smiled and answered.

"Dear Chief Kanumax, our fleet shoulders the sacred mission given by the God of War, and also obeys the prophecies of the prophets. We have a tight schedule and are going to Snake Island in the East China Sea. We dare not delay along the way, and we cannot be here. Stay longer.”

Hearing this, Kanumax frowned and clenched the magic staff in his hand. He looked at the four to five hundred warriors in the kingdom's fleet again, and then counted the more than a thousand warriors on his own side. His face darkened, and he was about to threaten. .

"However, the God of War has already made a will! The gems we brought on this trip are just to give to the brothers along the way!"

Priest Tomat observed the words and added in time with a smile. Then, he took a deep breath, looked at the descendants of the gods in the distance, and shouted loudly.

"Brothers of the gods of the Kanu clan! Please come here to speak! With the will of the God of War, I want to give you gems!

"

Priest Thomas shouted three times and then waved to the fleet. Dozens more Huastec warriors disembarked from the fleet, carrying bags of jingling gems from the lake, and came to Priest Tomat. Then, they piled the gems on the shore, and even piled them half as high as a person. There were several bags of gems scattered around, including turquoise, bright red, golden, and blue. The light of gemstones of various colors shone in the sunlight, immediately attracting the attention of the Mayan descendants.

Kanumax's eyes lit up, his face looked happy, and he even breathed heavier. He tentatively waved his hand, and two guards came forward and took away two bags of lake gems. Then, he looked at Priest Tomat, who smiled and actually didn't stop him and just spoke gently.

"Brother Kanu Marx, these gems are gifts from the God of War, just take them! You just need to listen to me tell me about the prophecy of the Lord God at the end!"

"Praise to Kang's God of War! Haha, Priest Tuomat, you plateau tribes are so pious and healthy!"

Kanu Marx grinned. He waved his big hand, and the guards rushed forward to get the gems on the ground. Seeing this scene, the descendants of the gods behind could no longer bear it, and all came to fight for it with their personal guards. Soon, there was a lot of shouting and swearing on the beach, and there were even fist fights.

Priest Tuomat watched calmly, assessing the descendants of the Kanur clan, and gradually began to think about it.

Although these city-state gods come from the same clan, they are not subordinate to each other, and no one obeys the other. Although Kanumax had the highest status, he did not have the ability to ask the ministries to give him the gems. The final distribution plan is based on whoever brings more warriors will get more.

From a small perspective, the legion of the Kanur clan must be composed of warriors from various states, taking orders from different leaders. Even with the resolution of the so-called Council of Elders, it is difficult to form a joint force.

"Military orders come from many sources, and each ministry has different interests. The combat effectiveness of the Kanur Legion should not be as good as that of the alliance's city-state legions. However, the clan warriors always pay attention to their sense of proportion when fighting, and do not use weapons to cause unnecessary casualties. It can be seen that the concept of the clan as a whole is shared by the warriors... Such a legion, if it does not go out to conquer the country and only guards the hometown, it is not bad!"

Priest Tomat pondered for a long time, until the descendants of Kanur's gods turned red and finally distributed the gems. Only then did he smile and speak loudly within the range of the fleet's bows and arrows.

"Dear descendants of Kanur! The supreme God of War lends my hand to give you gems. She also lends my mouth to tell you about the prophecy of the East China Sea! Within ten years, there will be white-skinned demons, They came across the sea in big ships with tall masts. Their faces were full of deceitful kindness, their eyes were full of greed for gold and silver, their hands were ruthless killings, and they brought terrible plague and death on their bodies!...."

The sea breeze blows leisurely from the west side of the peninsula to the north shore not far away. The sky was getting dark, and the Kanur gods on the beach listened for a long time, looked at each other, and their eyes widened. Kanumax turned pale in shock and murmured, full of disbelief.

"Within ten years? Will the white-skinned demon... really come?"

"Witness the God of War! They are destined to come back! Toltec brothers in the lowlands, you must stay vigilant and don't be fooled by the opponent's leading team!"

Priest Tomat looked solemn and nodded heavily. As he spoke, he moved swiftly and distributed a copy of Ali Sutra to each of the descendants of the gods, as well as a sterling silver sun hummingbird amulet. Then, without any delay, Priest Thomas took advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted and quickly jumped onto the boat and quickly headed towards the longship.

"Ah?! Brother Tomat! Come back quickly, don't leave in a hurry, and rest in the salt village!"

Kanumax came back to his senses, clenched the magic staff in his hand, and shouted loudly. His eyes flickered, complicated and difficult to understand, and various thoughts flashed through his mind, all waiting for someone to act on them. The other gods looked at each other and sincerely tried to persuade them to stay.

"Yes! Come back, brothers from the plateau!..."

"No need! Brother Kanu Marx, remember the prophecy of the Lord God! The warriors of the kingdom will continue to come from the Western Plateau and arrive at the front line of Snake Island in the East China Sea! ...The God of War witnesses that we will meet again!"

The sonorous words flowed back and forth between the long boat and the shore, full of sincerity and reluctance. With tears in their eyes, both sides stared across the shore, both wearing armor and raising their weapons, saying goodbye reluctantly. The encounter was so short, only half a beautiful day was left, and we left in a hurry before we even had time to snatch the gems.

"...What a cunning plateau tribe! Even more slippery than the snake-like Xiwu family!"

Kanumax looked at the fleet leaving the seaside and cursed in a low voice. In the salt village in the east, there was another noise, but it was another city-state team that arrived late. All the city-states of the clan have received news of the fleet. As long as it takes half a day, at least two thousand more city-state warriors will arrive. As for now...

"Let's go! Let's go quickly! They came late and didn't catch anything. They will definitely get into trouble with the ministries who came first!"

Kanur Marx turned around and glanced at the hundreds of warriors who had just appeared in the east and came excitedly. He did not hesitate and made an immediate decision.

"Put the gems away and we'll leave immediately! Send someone to tell them about the white-skinned prophecy... stall for time!"

The sea is vast and the night is deep. The kingdom's fleet had no time to replenish and set off again. The water on the ship urgently needs to be replenished, and the next supply point is just two hundred and fifty miles away, the Weicun of the Weiyu clan.