"Captain Sage, this golden stone looks brilliant. It seems to be the big placer gold that my grandmother said..."
"Ancestors! These densely packed symbols are neat and strange. They seem to indicate the guidance of the sacred deer... Are they the patterns of shaman divination?..."
The night is deep, and there are also bright stars in the starry sky of Kamchatka Peninsula. Sailors from the Northland tribe were wrapped in thick fur robes, skillfully digging shallow pits and erecting short windproof leather shelters. They separated a team of men to keep vigil throughout the night, while others formed small circles around several bonfires and lay on leather cushions to rest. The warmer circle on the inside is the southern warriors of the kingdom. Although they are strong and fierce, they are far less cold-resistant than the tribal sailors recruited from the North, and they have to stay close to the campfire to fall asleep.
The innermost bonfire was naturally the exploration captain Zuvalo and the two arriving Itelmen hunters. Zuvalo took out the gold and credentials and looked at the two of them expectantly, but their reactions were blank and not as strong as predicted.
"Witnessed by the spirit ancestors! I come from a tribe on the Eastern Sea. I am not the tribe's inherited shaman, so I can't understand your shamanic runes!"
Hunting captain Mu Quan pulled his hair and shook his head vigorously, indicating that he had no shaman heritage. Then, he carefully returned the leather paper covered with "runes" to Zuvalo, and pointed to the mountains in the north, with awe on his face.
"Friend...our grandmother in Yamabe has the heritage of an ancient shaman. Maybe she will recognize your runes..."
"Hmm...you don't know it? Okay...you point to the north? Does anyone know it in the north? No, His Majesty's prophecy said it was on the big island in the south...Oh, you said the tomb of the ancestors, your tribe is in the north ?...What is there in the mountains in the north? Oh, those who dance, sing, and surround the fire are the priests of the tribe?..."
Seeing Mu Dog's reaction, exploration captain Zuvalo touched his head and made gestures to guess what the other party meant. Soon, he understood and, a little disappointed, took back the unfolded piece of paper.
He glanced at the large square characters written by His Majesty in the first vertical line, "Letter from King Taixia of the East China Sea to the King of Japan", and then looked at the red jade seal engraved on the eyelid paper at the end, carefully rolled it up and put it away. Then, he put this volume of "State Letter" into a small waterproof copper box at his feet, and carefully put it together with several other important volumes of "State Letter" and put it away carefully.
In fact, there are only four copies of such a solemn and unique vertical jade seal "Certificate of Nations" in the copper box! He had already secretly read the names of these credentials. In addition to the "King of Japan", there were also "Letter from King Taixia of East China Sea to the King of Korea", "Letter from King Taixia of East China Sea to the Great Khan of Yuan Dynasty"... and finally The formal one is also the longest, the format is unusually neat, and the words are the most modest, "The King of Taixia in the East China Sea pays homage to the Emperor of China and the Ming Emperor"!
"His Majesty said that no matter what the Three Islands and tribal alliances, the female straight tribal alliance, the Korean tribal alliance... are not particularly powerful, they can understand the words of the gods and can have equal contact. And only this last 'Da Ming' The "Great Alliance of Han Tribes" is as powerful as it has ever been! Their power is equivalent to ten times that of the entire alliance!"
"Although it is incredible and unimaginable, His Majesty's divine revelation has never been wrong. It should indeed be an extremely powerful tribal alliance! It is said that their great chief is called the 'Tianzi', also called the 'Emperor', who is supreme. He is regarded as the only son of the God of Heaven. If you want to see their great emperors and chiefs, or have access to the great chiefs and chiefs of their various states, you must show enough respect!"
"According to His Majesty's prophecy, the Supreme Emperor and Chief, and those respected Confucian priests, attach great importance to the respectful attitude of foreign envoys, even more than anything else. However, the powerful cronies around the Great Emperor and Chief The female snakes, as well as the great chiefs in charge of the city-state, are particularly fond of gold! And the methods of dealing with these different people must be dealt with according to their different identities..."
Exploration Captain Zuvalo lowered his eyes and thought over and over about the last part of His Majesty's prophecy. He didn't know what the supreme emperor and chief was, what a powerful alliance that had never been before, let alone the revered Confucian priest and the powerful female snake... He just followed his past knowledge and still With His Majesty’s divine inspiration, let’s try to speculate!
According to His Majesty's divine revelation, the clearest and simplest way to identify these powerful tribal alliances is to look at their attitudes towards gold!
Thinking of this, the exploration captain Zuvalo smiled, took out two gold cakes with holes, tied them with slender ties, and personally put them on the necks of the two tribal hunters.
"Witness the Lord God! The tribal brothers who live in the mountains in the north... This is a specialty of our Longship tribe, two pieces of gold sun amulets, one piece is exactly one pound!..."
"Huh? A spiritual ancestor!...Is this a golden shaman amulet?"
Hunting captain Mu Quan took the gold cake in his hand and stared at it for a while. One pound of gold cake sounds like a lot, but in your hand, it is actually less than half the size of a palm. The front of this gold cake is engraved with an abstract sun, and inside is an unknown bird. On the back of the gold cake, there is a mysterious shamanic rune, "God", engraved on it. In fact, this piece of gold cake weighing one kilogram is not exactly the same as the talisman of the main god of the alliance's mission, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.
"Hey! This heavy weight is really sand gold! Captain, the old grandmother once said that the yellow, heavy gold can be exchanged from the horse department in the west to domesticated dogs, and it can also be exchanged from the island in the south. In exchange for edible salt...can this small piece of gold cake be exchanged for a dog? Or a bag of salt?..."
"Mulu, don't talk nonsense, think about it! Can you walk through the hostile coastal deer tribe, cross the ferocious safari camp, and see the legendary herding horse tribe, or can you row a boat? To the south, go to those clusters of island villages to give away heads?...This gold cake is not as useful as Luba. It is the shaman amulet given to us by the Longship tribe. Keep it well, shaman of Haibu. It is estimated that it will attract the blessing of the sea god and bring some good luck in fishing!…”
"Uh, that's right!... Captain, you think more and think more. You are worthy of being the Sag King of our mountain!..."
"Haha! Our spiritual ancestors protect us! It seems that these Kaibu don't have any ill intentions now, and maybe they can become our Yamabu's friends... Oops! We have to go back quickly and tell the old grandmother about the situation here! Lest Mu Tu's The gangsters couldn't wait for us, so they took Ding Zhuang and fought out of the mountains!..."
Exploration captain Zuvalo narrowed his eyes and observed the reactions of the two tribal hunters after getting the gold. He caught the expressions of the two of them, and they seemed to be only slightly happy, without the greed and excitement predicted.
"Hey! It seems that these tribes in the mountains are indeed not the ones His Majesty mentioned. And the trade that Your Majesty hopes may not be carried out... Well, the powerful tribal alliance predicted in the prophecy should still be further south! "
"However, the sea is about to freeze, and this year's voyage ends here! We must quickly find a warm and sheltered winter camp to prepare for the coming terrible winter!..."
It was freezing cold and it was late at night before I realized it. The two sides don't understand each other's language, so communication is all about gestures and drawings, which takes too much effort. However, slow communication still brought about basic mutual trust and the possibility of further cooperation.
"Spiritual ancestors! Do you want to go to our tribe and meet the wise old grandmother of the tribe?"
"Hmm, we want to go to the mountains to the north to meet your chief or priest! We want to know the situation of the surrounding ministries, and we also want to trade with you for that four-legged riding beast and the crops we can grow!"
"What? You want to know about the surrounding tribes? You also want reindeer that can transport people? Oh! And there are also berries to eat?"
Hunting captain Mu Quan lowered his head and looked at the four-legged riding animals and plants that humans painted on the snow, and then looked at Zuvalo's serious gestures, his face showing caution.
For the Kamchatka tribes, inquiring about information from other tribes is usually a precursor to attack and plunder. Thinking about it, the opponent has a total of ninety elite hunters, with sophisticated copper axes, large bows and leather armor, as well as large boats that can go deep into the river...
There is no doubt that in the northern snowfields with sparse tribal populations, this is a powerful tribal force, and it will not leave anytime soon! And since they want to stay here for the winter, they will inevitably look for winter food and a winter camp. Under such circumstances, the most common solution in this snowy plain of Far North Asia, where fighting is endless, is to attack the weaker tribes, kill the men who are taller than the waist, and then take away the women, food and Make the campground your own! …
"Hmm... Ancestors with spirits! In the desolate and cold snowfields, the tribal fighting never stops. The only difference is whether you kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy!..."
"Perhaps...this Kaibu that emerged from the southeast sea can become our ally in the Mountains to fight against the Shika tribe that moves from the northwest!...No, I have to rush back overnight to see the wise old grandmother of the tribe!"
