"Be sure to save food and don't get wet!"
"God bless you! The kingdom's army has captured Jinwan City..."
"Yes! Your Majesty is invincible and will fight here soon!..."
Everyone nodded, talked in low voices for a while, and then became quiet again. Priest Mecat thought for a moment, held the amulet around his neck, and prayed devoutly for a while.
"The Lord God protects us! We passed through the terrible storm, passed the enemy's obstruction, walked through the waves in the sky, and arrived at the coast of the kingdom..."
Hearing the words of Priest Mecat, the old militiaman Chihuaco raised his eyebrows. He stared at the night sky in the east, and the difficulties and obstacles on the return journey hit his mind every scene.
In October last year, four longships carrying 200 people began to return from the town of Iron Bay near Mayari, where the kingdom was established. He took his fleet along the northern coast and headed west.
The fleet passed by the large Taíno tribes along the coast in sequence, including the Brown Hill Department by the palm forest, the Fishing Bay Department that is rich in fish, the Gabi Department that has a lot of sacred smoke, the Yanbin Department that produces sea salt, and the Jinghe Department that occupies a natural deep well. , the Havana Department with a large population, the Lizard Department that breeds maned lizards, and all the way to the forest crest at the foot of the Snake Tail West Mountain.
These large Taíno tribes are very friendly and not only provide food and drink, but also sleep with them. The morale of the fleet has always been high. At the forest crest in the westernmost part of Cuba's Snake Island, after the bad day at the end of the year, a batch of food was finally replenished. Then, everyone crossed the sea directly and sailed to the land of Maya, which is more than 600 miles away!
"A terrible storm..."
The old militiaman Chihuaco raised his head and thought of the unpredictable sea storms as he crossed the sea, as well as the few sailors who were taken away by the storm. He couldn't help but shiver, took a deep breath, looked at the sky and cursed angrily.
"Damn it, you blind God!"
After crossing the sea and arriving in Maya, the fleet stayed at the port of Ekab in the southwest of Maya for more than half a month. The people repaired the longship and celebrated the festival of the Lord God at the beginning of the new year.
Most of the sailors and warriors who had stayed there to recuperate have recovered and rejoined the kingdom's fleet. As for the rest, the old militiamen found a village and resettled more than a dozen injured and injured people, leaving enough belongings behind.
Afterwards, the fleet cautiously stayed in Huoyan Village of Chikin Chiefdom for more than half a month. Everyone and the remnants of Mayapan, the Cocom family from Tikalo, reconnected.
The leader of the Kokom clan and the leader of the gods, Tiakin, with the emblem of the main god engraved on his forehead, appeared in front of the fleet covered with dust. He brought the promised map of the south, the bee slave shipwright, and the most important royal descendants, his two children, Tilan and Tidan.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Having lost the heir he cultivated, Xiu Pan, the leader of the Xiwu clan, has gone crazy!..."
The god-born leader Tiakin was described as haggard and had bandaged wounds on his body.
"The weak Kanur clan has already negotiated peace with Xiwu. The Xiwu clan's legions left the mountains and forests to the west. The eight thousand warriors ignored them and fully invaded the territory of the Kapur clan!"
"I moved my tribe all the way to the northeast, but I was intercepted by the pioneer warriors of the Xiwu clan and fought hard! Thanks to the weapons you left behind and the armor the priest gave me... I was only a casualty of the tribe. …Escaped and lost a third of it…”
"On the way west, you must be careful! The Chel Theocratic Chiefdom is our ally and can be trusted. But the Weiyu and Luchong clans further west along the coast are both vassals of the Xiwu clan. They obey the Xiwu clan chief Xiu Under Pan's strict order, a fleet has been assembled and is frantically looking for you..."
Teagen left his guide and messenger behind, praying to the name of the main god, and watched the fleet go west. The next trip is like a chase between life and death. Everyone mustered up their strength, worked day and night, rushed directly across the coast of Tail Feather and the Deer Clan clan, and fought several times with the intercepted Maya fleet!
They didn't even dare to stay on the coast of the Kanur clan, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief until they arrived at the Prairie City of the Puton clan. Chihuaco counted the number of people in the fleet and found that nearly half of the two hundred people on the return trip had been killed or injured, leaving only more than one hundred and twenty people!
"Overcoming the enemy's obstruction..."
The old militiaman Chihuaco gritted his teeth and thought of the fallen samurai and sailors, most of whom could not even recover their bodies. He closed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, and took a long breath. Then, he opened his eyes again, glared at the Mayan businessman Ti Carlo for a while, and cursed hatefully.
"Damn it, blind Puap!"
Hearing this, Mayan businessman Tikalo touched his nose and lowered his head in silence. Now, he and the exploration fleet are grasshoppers on the same rope. As for the safety of the fleet, he was even more concerned about it than Chihuaco. Because, the last heir of the Mayapan royal family, the sacred bloodline of the Cocom family, is in the fleet at the moment!
Thinking of this, Ti Carlo turned around and looked at the two tired children. He rubbed their heads lovingly and whispered comfort.
"Sleep, sleep peacefully! ... Grandpa will tell you the story of the capital in the lake... That is the end of our trip, a huge white stone city built on the lake..."
Seeing this scene, the old militiaman Chihuaco pursed his lips and sighed. He shook his head and stared at the fire pit in front of him. The flickering firelight fell into his eyes, making the night that couldn't see the way ahead seem much gentler.
The kingdom's fleet rested in the grassland city of the Short Spear Tribe for half a month before meeting Chief Mozi who had returned from the expedition. Chief Mozi returned with a great victory, annexed two Puton tribes of thousands of people, and captured many prisoners of war. He was very satisfied with the bronze weapons provided by the fleet and made another exchange.
The fleet was supplemented by forty Puton warriors before continuing westward. In fact, there were still many prisoners of war in the hands of Chief Mozzi, but Chihuaco only selected forty obedient warriors for the safety of the fleet. He thought that in the following process, there would be no need to fight again. As a result, when the fleet arrived at Red Lake Town and met Ti Carlo's men, the Mayan merchant ship that had been waiting for them, learned a piece of news that was like a bolt from the blue!
"Under the Temple of Death in the Lake Kingdom, they launched an eastern expedition against the tribes of Totonak and destroyed the holy land of the ancient city of Quetzalcoatl! The priests of the Holy City of Hidden Serpent mobilized various ministries and declared the divine war of the gods! Totona The various tribes must fight against the invading Mexican Legion until the end!…”
"Walking through the waves that fill the sky..."
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, had red eyes, recalling his shock and despair when he learned the news. Once the Kingdom's fleet on its way back encounters the boatmen from the Totonak city-state, a battle will definitely break out! And the hostile city-states are not just one or two, but the entire coast of East Totonak!
Thinking of this, Chihuaco gritted his teeth, glanced at the equally depressed Priest Mecat, and cursed fiercely.
"Damn it, your blind majesty!..."
