There are overlapping clouds in the blue sky, and there are sparkling waves in the blue sea. Fresh green emerges from the mountains and forests along the coast, and the long river surrounds it like a jade belt. The scenery of Northland's seaside is like nature's most magnificent painting, outlining a colorful future.
Zuvalo, the newly minted priest, looked at the mountains and seas along the way as he drove home, but his thoughts drifted leisurely to the north.
Not long ago, after an unexpected encounter with Torpan's tribe, the fleet stayed for a full day. When they met for the first time, the two parties did not reach any in-depth agreement, but only confirmed their friendship and expressed their closeness to each other. He gave the leader Visakha ten bundles of cotton cloth, ten bags of cocoa, and ten spears as gifts from his friends. The leader of Visaka gave back two baskets of unused gold, silver, and amphibole, several bags of furs, and some mineral red dye. As for the gems in the lake that are indispensable to all the kingdom's southern ministries, the leader of Visaka said that he had no use for them and might as well exchange them for a bag of grain.
According to tribal tradition, in the next six months, the Tolpan tribe will farm at the mouth of the river and plant a season of corn. If the harvest is good, they may establish the mouth of the Torpan River as a stable migration location, returning every spring and moving away every autumn.
"Our merchant fleet will trade regularly and bring you the goods you need."
Priest Zuvalo said this to the leader of Visaka with a sincere face.
"You can consider building a village at the mouth of the river and settling there. Or, at least leave some manpower behind to maintain the existence of the camp."
"Food is always in short supply in the wilderness. In the autumn when farming is impossible, we must expand our range to find more prey, or fight with other tribes."
The leader of Visaka clenched the bronze spear in his hand and thrust it hard into the ground. It was inserted half a foot into the soil. Then, he stared at the obviously sharper copper spear, thought for a moment, and promised.
"Brothers from afar, if you can come regularly and bring us useful goods and weapons... there will always be someone staying in the camp at the mouth of the river."
"Even if the tribe migrates, they will only follow the Tolpan River to the wilderness upstream. There are more Huichol tribes there. In their hands, they also have more furs, dyes, gold stones, silver stones and Amphibole. _o_m The tribe will try to bring back as much as possible to trade with you."
The so-called amphibole refers to cassiterite and yellow tinite associated with sphalerite, which also exist in hydrothermal vein deposits. These tin ores are abundant in the Huichol people's territory, just like the silver ores that can be seen everywhere in the northwest of Zacatecas, and the not-so-rare gold ores. However, there is tin ore in this area, but no copper. The Red Crow tribe discovered the Copper Mountain, but no tin.
There are three thousand miles of wilderness in the north. The land is very barren, with few rivers and rainfall. Mineral deposits are extremely rich, but they are unevenly distributed. Communication between various ministries is often dominated by fighting, large-scale commerce is difficult to carry out, and ore cannot be developed. The deeper you go into the wilderness, the more ferocious and savage the hunting tribes become, and their migrations become erratic.
Therefore, the use of these ores by Huichol tribes was limited to grinding them into dyes or using them for decoration. They are isolated from other tribes. There are no tribes that have established city-states around them, and they have not yet learned to smelt. Or maybe they once learned it, but forgot it while migrating in the wasteland lacking fuel.
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"Deep in the wilderness, the Huichol tribes who speak the ancient Aztec language are located in the mountains in the northwest of the world..."
Priest Zuvalo pursed his lips, staring at the Visaka leader's simple eyes and brave tattoos, and feeling the fierceness and murderousness of the wasteland warriors. Many thoughts were rising and falling in the heart of the new priest. After a while, he nodded and made an agreement with the leader of Visaka before saying goodbye.
"Witness the Lord God! Brothers of the Torpan tribe in the mountains, I will leave ten crew members stationed here. They will help you farm and build camps. When you return to the kingdom, repair the ships... Two In three months, we will go north again, and we will definitely meet again before the autumn harvest."
"Okay! The gods are watching the agreement on the ground in the red sky. The tribes on the ship, we will meet again and trade again, as friends and brothers!"
The leader of Visaka nodded and agreed. He didn't have as many thoughts as the other party, and he wasn't afraid of the tribe's stay on the ship. Even if we encounter threats at the seaside in the future, it will only be a long-distance move. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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If you want to migrate, just move a few hundred miles. But at the moment, this kind of trade that is conducive to the continuation of the tribe must always be grasped, and it is worth doing!
The sun rises and sets, another day comes. The merchant fleet sailed into the sea and the river mouth returned to calm. From south to north, after the town of Zangshi of the Nantecos people, the city of Three Rivers of the Northern Tecos people, and the mouth of the Tolpan River where the Huichol people migrated, it was the third node of the northward navigation route.
Continuing to the north, the fourth node is the Yushan Village of the Totome people, which can replenish food and fresh water, and trade gold and stones on a small scale. When the merchant fleet returned, more than a dozen sailors were stationed here. Six to seven hundred miles to the northwest is the fifth node, the Yoremu tribe of the Mayo people.
Priest Zuvalo was sitting on the bow of the boat. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth as he recalled what Yorem had seen.
When the kingdom was first explored, there was a Prepecha warrior, the gray cat Putu, left in the Yorem tribe. Last month, when the gray cat Putu saw the arrival of the Kingdom's merchant fleet, he was so excited that tears overflowed from his eyes.
"God bless you! You are finally here! Dear Priest Zuvalo, please take me away. I can't live like this anymore!..."
When they met again, the gray cat's figure was obviously much thinner, and his face had become weathered. As a tribal warrior in exchange, his most important task was to preserve seeds to improve the bloodline of intermarriage within the Yorem tribe. On weekdays, he was pestered by the women in the tribe, and he almost never stopped. In less than a year, he already had four confirmed children. As for the uncertain ones, I'm afraid there are more...Putu's request was naturally rejected by Priest Zuwaro. The kingdom needs envoys who are familiar with the north and will be stationed among the tribes in the north. He chatted with the hard-working Prepecha warriors for a while and learned more about the large Yorem tribe. Then he laughed and watched Putu being dragged away by several strong women.
Then, there was a secret conversation between Zuvalo, the kingdom's new priest and merchant captain, and Chief Kalan, the leader of the Yorem tribe.
"Ancestors witness! Friends from the sea, your weapons are very useful, very good! We need more. Well, gold, silver, copper, and flint can all be exchanged and accepted."
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Chief Callan wears his signature deer head and has a genuine smile on his face. He had long known about the power of the southern tribes from the gray cat Putu, and his attitude became more and more friendly.
"The Lord God witnesses! The divine will guides our meeting, which is the reunion of brothers. This distant sea route connects us and brings light and prosperity!"
Priest Zuwaro looked sincere and communicated with Chief Kallan on an equal footing.
"Dear Chief Kallan, your copper and stone are very good, your gold and stone are of good quality, and they are all of high quality. The fleet will trade with you, and will also leave some manpower to station in Yorem. In addition, the ships will bring , and two priest apprentices of the main god will stay in Yoremu Village to guide the tribe in farming, construction and smelting..."
"In addition, Chief Kallan, I hope to obtain a piece of land belonging to the kingdom around the Yorem tribe to build a shrine to the main god and enshrine the emblem of the main god. Similarly, I also need to build a warehouse to To store the goods traded.”
"Oh? Keep manpower, acquire a piece of kingdom land, and build a shrine and warehouse?"
Upon hearing such a proposal, Chief Karan raised his brows and remained silent. After a while, he answered with a smile.
"In the eyes of our tribes in the north, land is a gift from heaven and earth from divinity, and it can only belong to heaven and earth, not to humans. Therefore, we Mayo and Yaqui tribes do not occupy the land, but only use it. , to obtain the gift of the Mother Goddess of the Earth... Tribes from the sea, you can use free land to build sacrificial temples and warehouses, but it cannot be fertile soil suitable for farming by the river. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆*First update~~"
"Praise the Lord God! Thank you for your kindness, respected Chief Kallan!"
Hearing Chief Deer Head's promise, Zuvalo nodded with satisfaction, his face showing joy. This area is so rich in minerals and the copper and gold are of extremely high quality. The Kingdom intends to gradually lay down its roots here and spread its faith. Of course, the high-quality coal producing areas further north, the large Yomi tribe of the Yaqui people, cannot be spared either.
"The ancestors are watching us! Friends and brothers from the sea, the Yorem tribe is willing to be kind to you, and we also hope to receive kindness in return."
Chief Callan put away his smile and looked at him. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 678: Rich Mineral Deposits, Bold Proposal
serious. Correct update @He looked at Priest Zuvalo, his voice became deeper, and there was also a hint of solemnity in his words.
"I have a bolder proposal, related to the large Yomei tribe in the north..."
Aztec Immortal.
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Chapter 678: Rich Mineral Deposits, Bold Proposal
