There is already some coolness in the sea breeze in September, indicating that the cold winter is approaching. The five longships continued forward until dusk, rowing thirty miles and docking on the coast full of redwood trees. depressed
"Praise the merciful Lord God! Leave a guide in each ship, and bring the others with you!"
Mikey, the knowledgeable man, looked gentle as he stood on the beach and looked at more than a dozen captured Leaf Hunters. With a friendly smile on his face, he picked up a wood-carved amulet of the Lord God in his hand and began to lure the hunter at the front.
"Come! Say it with me! Praise the Lord God! Huitzilopochtli!..."
"..."
The Tolowa hunter gritted his teeth and stared at Mickey fiercely. He seemed to be trying hard not to spit.
"Ha ha!..."
Hearing the laughter, Mikey the Knowledgeable's smile faltered. He turned around and saw Zuvalo laughing out loud. depressed
"Ahem! Mickey, I think otherwise... just carve a tattoo symbol of the main god on each person! Why do you need to guide them one by one like this? Even if they chant the name of the god, they will be far away from conversion..."
"Zuvarro, shut up!"
Mickey the Knowledgeable gritted his teeth and glared at Zuvalo fiercely. Then, he calmed down, raised his friendly smile again, and looked at the next captive hunter.
"Come! Recite the name of the god. After reciting it, you can return to the tribe while wearing the amulet of the main god..."
"..."
The second hunter looked alert and confused, completely unable to understand what the longship chief said. He carefully looked at the amulet in Mickey's hand and stared at the sun hummingbird engraved on it, as if it was some kind of shamanic weapon that could suck away souls.
"Uh..."
Mikey, the knowledgeable man, scratched his head, looked at Tuowu, the translator on the ship, and asked in a deep voice.
"Tuowu! Although these tribal hunters are from the Leaf Grass Tribe, they are also your tribe... The fleet is going to let them leave, so please help translate!..."
Hunter Tuowu pursed his lips, and his face changed. He hesitated and struggled with the hatred of the tribe for a long time before he walked up to Mickey the Knowledgeable and shouted a few words to the prisoners. Afterwards, the expressions on the faces of the prisoners immediately changed. Most of them were in disbelief, while a few had expectations in their eyes.
"Come! Read after me! Praise the Lord God!..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable smiled, walked up to a young captive with lively eyes again, and said in a deep voice.
"Huitzilopochtelli!"
"...Feed...the carrots..."
The captured hunter of the Leaf Tribe blinked his eyes and hesitantly pronounced the name of the god.
"Is it strange?"
"Good! That's great! God bless you! You read it accurately!"
Mickey the Knowledgeable smiled brightly and put the amulet of the Lord God in his hand around the neck of the young prisoner. Then, he untied the rope from the young prisoner's wrist, took another piece of acorn cake, and stuffed it into his hand.
"Okay! Wear the emblem of the Lord God! You can return to your tribe!"
There was caution and suspicion on the young prisoner's face. He cautiously took two steps, looked back, and then took two more steps, as if he was a testing squirrel. His eyes fell on the big bow held by the longship warriors. He looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly with a leap, he changed from a squirrel to a galloping hare.
"Huh?"
Mickey, the knowledgeable man, opened his eyes wide and watched the young captive leap into the forest like flying, and nimbly hid behind the big tree. Then, he waited for a while and saw that no one in the fleet made any move, then he exposed half of his head and shouted.
"'AnaanHaa! Sh'aa! Cheewya!…"
"Huh? Tuowu, what is he shouting?"
Hunter Tuowu's eyes changed, he looked at the hunters of the Leaf and Grass tribe in the forest, and then he answered in a low voice.
"He said that his name is Feng Cao, and he is as outstanding a hunter as the wind in the Leaf and Grass Department. One day, he will meet you again!"
"Hunter Wind Grass? It's a pretty good name."
Mickey the Knowledgeable touched his chin and said to himself with a smile. depressed
"Okay! The Lord God witnesses everything! See you later!..."
With this first demonstration, the next steps are much faster. More than a dozen captured hunters chanted the name of the god, put on the amulet of the main god, and each took a piece of acorn cake, and were released. The prisoners had complicated eyes as they stood in the redwood forest along the coast. Under the last sunset, they watched the five longships heading north again and disappearing into the gloomy night. In this long day, they experienced battles and captures, captures and releases, and they also learned the name of the Lord God...and this was an unpredictable fate, whether they believed it or not, they didn't know where it would go.
The fleet continued forward, rowing 150 miles north, and arrived at another large Tolova tribe of two to three thousand people, the Intermountain Tribe. The Tolowa tribe here does not fight for a long time like their cousins in the south, and their attitude towards foreign tribes is not so hostile.
Although Chief Shansong of the Intermountain Department was indifferent, with the interpreter of the hunter Tou, he still traded more than 200 people and ten days' worth of food with the Kingdom's fleet from afar. After the fleet replenished its supplies of food and fresh water, it set out to sea again without stopping in the Tolowa territory.
Heading north from the mountains and along the steep coast for more than two hundred miles, we arrived at the territory of the Kusi people. Here the towering eastern mountains gradually level off into low hills and finally into plains of grass and reeds. However, this does not mean that the surrounding land is richer and has more tribes. On the contrary, the fleet saw fewer and fewer villages, and the size of the tribe became smaller and smaller!
"The further you go to the colder north... Without the mountains to block the cold wave, and without the protection of the valley... it will be difficult for these tribesmen in the north to form large tribes!"
Mickey the Knowledgeable looked into the distance, looking at the empty and desolate reed swamps along the coast, his expression gradually becoming serious. He could already smell the cold smell in the autumn wind blowing from the north to the south. depressed
"Mickey! North! North! There is a new harbor in the north! It's huge!..."
Exploration captain Zuvalo looked into the distance and shouted excitedly for a while. But as the fleet approached, his excited shouts suddenly became low again.
"Uh...ok! You can see the edge of this bay...it doesn't look that big! Haha!"
Zuvarro smiled sarcastically, waved his hand, and pointed towards the mouth of the bay to the east.
"Stay closer! Move closer to the east! Let's go deeper into the bay and have a closer look!...Isn't this the territory of the Kusi people? Keep your eyes open to see where their villages are!"
The five longships turned eastward and entered the mouth of the bay, which was five or six miles wide. Then, a deep and wide lagoon harbor slowly opened in front of the fleet. Everyone measured the water level and determined that this was another deep-water port. Then heading east, the Koos fishing boat also appeared in front of the fleet.
"Okay! Get closer! Get closer! Hey! Are they retreating? Are they avoiding us?"
Exploration Captain Zuvalo pondered for a while and then said with a smile.
"Then slow down, follow them, and find their village!"
"Then, we'll..."
Mikey, the knowledgeable man, looked over fiercely with his eyes widened.
"Zuvarro?"
"Haha! God bless you! They are our lost brothers..."
Exploration captain Zuvalo smiled and spoke the second half slowly. depressed
"Since we are brothers, let's go have a meal! Then, have a good chat with the Kusi elders in the village and ask about the situation in this area..."
"By the way! Mickey, how far have we traveled from Lake Bay Port? What is our current latitude?"
"Well...we started from Huwan Port and have traveled eight hundred miles..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable raised his head and looked at the sky where the sun was setting in the west, as if he could see the invisible North Star.
"Zuvarro, the latitude I measured last night was around 43 degrees north latitude... We left Jinshan Port and were already 5 degrees north, more than 1,700 miles away!"
"Ah! Is it so far away? North latitude 43 degrees... eight hundred miles from the last port..."
Exploration Captain Zuvalo pondered for a while and then said with a smile. depressed
"God bless you! The Kusi people seem to have many fishermen... Let's go to the Kusi people's village and have a meal to see if it tastes good!..."
“If it’s delicious, we’ll leave a boatload of people here and set up a kingdom port!”
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