As April comes to an end, the sea breeze becomes moister and the weather becomes hotter. Zuvalo, who was tanned, stood on the bow of the boat and looked out over the vast sea. The long journey came and went, and the familiar scenery also caught his eye. Not far away, three long rivers come from the east, converge and then separate, flowing into the boundless West Sea. And a low and prosperous city-state appeared on the fertile land intertwined by long rivers.
"Hoo! Praise the Lord God! Four thousand miles north and three thousand miles back. It took more than three months to travel seven thousand miles back and forth. The fleet finally returned to the land of the Tekos people and reached the city of Trois-Rivières! And from here to the After traveling a thousand miles to the southeast, we returned to the kingdom's seaside and the mouth of the Tasas River. This shocking and long journey is finally almost complete!..."
Thinking of this, Zuvalo sighed. As a Prepecha priest who was born in Apa, in the past twenty years, the largest lake he knew was the Ato Lake, which is more than 100 miles long. The longest road he had ever traveled was just over 300 miles from Apa County to the capital of Qincongcan, where he went to study at Shenwei University.
However, after he graduated from the Kamui University in the royal capital with excellent grades, an order came from the chief minister, the sage Jia Li. The order itself came from His Highness's will. In all affairs of the kingdom, young priests who graduated from Shenwei University will always be given priority.
"Witness the Lord God! Travel four thousand miles north, investigate the information along the way, station people in familiar tribes, trade stones, dig for struvite..."
The newly minted priest Zuvallo, full of piety, embarked on a long journey to lead the merchant fleet and improve the northern route. A vast world that he had never imagined suddenly arrived and came towards him. But at this moment, after traveling for seven thousand miles, he had lost weight and was tanned into a black charcoal, leaving only a pair of bright eyes, always looking into the distance.
"Supreme Lord God, thank you for protecting me! ... It's so vast, it's such an endless north land, it's such a turbulent wave!"
Zuvalo prayed lowly and looked at the twenty catamaran canoes around him, at the cargoes carried on them, and at the warriors and sailors with weathered faces. Scenes of memories of sailing flashed in his mind.
"Three months ago, I set out from the mouth of the Tarsus River with thirty-four catamarans and more than four hundred warrior sailors, carrying gems, weapons and spices. We first arrived at the land of the Nantecos, Trade along the coast of the Fire River Plain. In the past few years, the Koli tribes have surrendered to Lake China, and trade between the two sides has been very frequent. A trade town has also arisen along the coast, Cuyutlan (), which is also known as the "Fruit of the Palm Tree". "Zangshi Town. The area around Brownshi Town has been infiltrated a lot by long-distance people from the south of the kingdom. According to the tradition of the kingdom, long-distance merchants must shoulder the mission of collecting intelligence..."
Zuvalo squinted his eyes and looked to the distant southeast. Zongshi Town is located on the seaside six to seven hundred miles away. It is the first key town on the northward trade route. The second key town is Trois-Rivières where the fleet is located.
"At Trois-Rivières, Trali, a Tepanic merchant who surrendered to the king, took six or seven boats and seventy or eighty people and separated from the main group. His mission was to give gifts and make friends with the chiefs in Trois-Rivières. Detailed information on the tribes of Beitecos was found out. Although this businessman does not have enough faith in the main god, he has had friendship with the tribes of Beitekos for many years, and is very afraid of the kingdom and His Majesty. There should be nothing wrong with him..."
Varro pondered for a moment, thinking in his mind. Some chiefs in Three Rivers City once planned an attack by the kingdom's expedition fleet. One of the tasks of the merchant Trali is to investigate the chiefs who participated in the attack and seek asylum from other chiefs. Before there is any reliable news, the merchant team he leads will bypass the Three Rivers and supply supplies at a Tecos village dozens of miles away, where the leader is more reliable.
"Witness the Lord God! When the kingdom's army arrives, these tribesmen and chiefs who dare to offend will be sent to heaven one by one to see the Lord God!"
Zuvarro held the Yang Talisman and prayed silently, feeling secretly cruel in his heart. He sent a small boat and several sailors to notify Trali, a merchant in Trois-Rivières. Then, the kingdom's merchant fleet set sail again, passing through Trois-Rivières without entering.
"Fanghang Road is cold after all. The Three Rivers City of the Northern Tecos is the last city-state on the route. After passing the land of Northern Tekos, (this chapter is not finished!)
Chapter 676: Kingdom Merchant Fleet, Northern Trade Route
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On the coast, six hundred meters to the northwest, there is a place where a large river flows into the sea. The moderately located river mouth is the third important node on the route. The fleet can camp here, replenish the water, catch fish, and hunt some birds and animals that come to drink water..."
"However, when we reached the mouth of the river and set up camp, we encountered a fierce Huhol and Teopan tribe on the banks of a large river rich in game."
Zuvalo looked towards the north, his expression flashing. Ten days ago, we returned from the Yushan Village of the Tuotome people and rowed for more than 400 miles before we tiredly stopped at Dakou for repairs. No one expected that the Tolpan tribe had just moved to the river mouth area and were holding the ancient and sacred Mitote ceremony.
This inherited ritual has a distinct atmosphere of the wilderness. The Thor tribe of more than a thousand people first migrated for dozens of days, and then hunted huge bison or groups of gray wolves. After obtaining the entrails and skulls of these beasts, the tribe will follow the guidance of the wasteland priest to find a vast or towering sacred place.
Then, the wasteland priests will offer sacrifices to the gods and earth mothers in the sacred place, praying for their divine power. The wasteland warriors picked special cacti, sat against nearby rocks or stones, and took hallucinogenic cones. These tribal warriors would sit quietly with their eyes closed, whisper to themselves, try to communicate with the spirits in their dreams, and gain enlightenment from heaven and earth. As for the leader of the tribe, he will work with Arasi to use the skulls and blood of wild beasts to determine whether to settle here.
For the Huichol people who are constantly moving around, this kind of ceremony is very important and will last for several days to decide the tribe's migration, settlement, war, and even death, without allowing outsiders to disturb them. Around the ceremony site, the Torpan tribe sent many alert scouts, lurking in the mountains and forests, to ensure that the ceremony went ahead.
When the kingdom's merchant fleet went north, they replenished the Danshui here and surveyed the surrounding situation. So when they returned from the south, they boarded the river bank with almost no precautions and set up camp to rest. And in the evening, when night falls, danger strikes. The merchant fleet camped on the shore was surrounded by hundreds of fierce Torpan soldiers.
"Huh! It's really the blessing of the Lord God! In the situation at that time, the spears of both sides were facing each other's foreheads. There was only a little difference, and I was going to the Kingdom of God!..."
Thinking of that evening with hidden murderous intentions, sweat broke out on Zuvalo's forehead and his heartbeat accelerated slightly. He shook his head vigorously, thinking about the Huichol people's reaction, and couldn't help but feel doubtful.
"How strange! Why does this tribe say..."
Chapter 676: Kingdom Merchant Fleet, Northern Trade Route
