Aztec Eternals Chapter 599

"Oh hey!"

The autumn is high and the plains are wide. Thousands of people were moving, shouting neat slogans, and dragging the boats on the ground. Following the difficult steps of the people, the seven long ships slowly moved forward on the flat field. The longboat dragged along, revealing the rough rolling logs beneath it. At the front and rear ends of the long boat, there are constantly toiled and busy people who move the round logs that pass by the back of the boat to the front of the boat.

"This is His Majesty's idea. If the wood rolls up, it will save effort."

Puap, wearing leather armor, brought hundreds of Prepecha warriors to supervise thousands of laboring people. Tikalo stood beside him, looking at the noose on the man's body, and at the logs rolling under the long boat, if he understood something.

"Praise the Lord God! Your Majesty is a divine revelation!"

"Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Majesty!"

Puap lowered his head and prayed. Then, with a stern look, he glanced at the struggling crowd, and said to the Mayan merchant with a smile.

"Your Majesty is merciful, let us not worry. He was inspired by God to cherish these captives and invented such a good way to save labor! ... But in fact, each longship is not very important! If it is at the bottom of each longship, Dozens of wooden beams are placed on the shelf, and four hundred people are allowed to carry them from the river. They are not allowed to rest in the middle. It only takes three days to travel the thirty miles! ... At most, after finishing, I will die of exhaustion. It's just a hundred people..."

The Kingdom's latest crocodile galley longboat has a length of 25 meters, a width of more than 6 meters, a length and width of about 4:1, and a draft of just over 1 meter. It has only one floor and one deck, and two masts fore and aft. This kind of long ship, which looks like a Viking, can carry more than 80 crew members, with a load of about 30 tons, and its own weight is less than 50 tons, that is, 100,000 catties. This size and weight are about twice that of the Viking Snekkje ship a thousand years ago. Compared with the Ottomans, which are dozens of meters long and weigh hundreds of tons, they are not worth mentioning.

As for the 100,000-jin boat, the wooden beams on the frame are carried by more than 400 people, and each person is about 300-jin. Such a burden is difficult for ordinary strong men in the gyms of later generations to persist for too long. But in this era, it is the weight that the short and thin people can always accept. Because they are carrying it with their lives! The result of not being able to bear it is death...

"Oh hey!"

The tidy shouts came from the slender people's mouths, with the unique accent of the Mistec people. In the crowd, Tribe Mindedi was bowing his head, bowing his waist, leaning forward, dragging his body forward with difficulty. He was shirtless, with a cloth sack tied underneath, thick calluses on his right shoulder, and a thick loop of sisal rope wrapped around him. The rope was so deeply scarred that it almost got into the flesh, and it hurt to look at.

Drops of sweat, drop by drop, ran across Didi's cheeks and landed on the wet field. The salty sweat rolled over his forehead, and the stings hurt him for a while. He raised his head slightly, revealing the blood-colored mark on his forehead, which was a newly engraved "Sun Hummingbird".

This "sun hummingbird" was tattooed on his forehead by the dog hunter Chabo. When the Canine Legion took tens of thousands of prisoners and arrived at Water Valley City, the two Canine Hunters took away the heavy bamboo basket on his back and the clothes of the leader. Didi was left with nothing but a headman's loincloth.

However, before leaving, the red-haired hunter Chabo thought about it, tied him up, and took out a sharp obsidian dagger. In Didi's terrified eyes, Cha Bo swiped the sharp blade, and for a moment, a sacred emblem of the Lord God was literally engraved on his forehead. The force of the other party's tattoo made him so painful that his voice was hoarse.

"Little guy, this is our coming-of-age ceremony on the wasteland! Sacred symbols, like puddles on the wasteland, can take over the divinity falling from the sky! This symbol is red and blood, it can make you become a A real man, a fearless wolf!"

Speaking of this, Cha Bo pointed to his forehead, which was also engraved with a red divine tree. The branches of the divine tree stretched across the face, covering almost the entire face.

Didi glanced at him and lowered his head in fear. He didn't know how painful the tattoo would be, but when Chabo took out the red dye he carried with him and painted his tattoo, he fainted again in pain.

"Haha! Your wound will not rot if you apply the red color of the wasteland. Although, it hurts a bit! Goodbye, may the Lord God bless you, little wolf ant!"

Hunter Chabo laughed and finally patted Didi on the face. This red ore dye is mixed with copper salts commonly found in the wasteland, as well as silver dust, which is also available everywhere. Both of these heavy metals can effectively kill bacteria. Of course, there will also be scars that can't be washed away, forever.

After waking up from the coma, Didi found that he had changed, that he had really become different. The other captured Ding Zhuang in the tribe, seeing the red mark on his forehead, dared not hit him again, and were even a little afraid of him. And the tiger man, eagle man, and dog man who supervised all the way, saw the mark on his forehead, and they became a lot gentler, and no longer whipped at will.

From that day on, no one would rob him of his food, or trample him under his feet, or urinate on him. When he was walking, he began to hold his head high, and even bumped into a strong man in the tribe and dared to spit at each other. Although he is still thin and weak, and still can't beat anyone, his heart has gradually changed. The coming-of-age ceremony in the wasteland has really injected the ferocity of a wolf into a humble ant!

"Bah!"

Didi spit heavily and dragged the long boat behind him even harder, even halfway forward than the other civilians in the row. That ship is so long and big, it must be a divine object bestowed by the Lord God, with a powerful divinity!

"It's even bigger than the priests and chiefs in the previous tribes! No, in front of the supreme and powerful Lord God, the descendants of the rain gods and the priests of the rain gods are all small and small, as if they were cut off. The same head! …”

The Jingguan in front of the Temple in the Clouds has always lingered in Didi's heart, just as it haunted the hearts of tens of thousands of Mistek captives. It's just that when he was dreaming in a dream, Didi slowly became no longer afraid. He recited it repeatedly in his heart, inspiring his spirit, just as he recited it to the sun when he was pulling the boat to rest.

"Ah! Bigger than the sky, wider than the ground, the main **** who can crush the rain **** under his body! Praise you!...It's strange to feed radishes!..."

"Um?"

The old militiaman Chiwako was wearing a straw hat and led a dark snake, standing not far from the villagers. He heard muffled prayers and looked in the direction of the voice. A lanky, slender, praying Mistkeminf quickly fell into his eyes.

The common man was as ordinary as an ant, without the slightest characteristic. The only thing that stood out was that on his forehead, there was a blood-colored emblem of the Lord God tattooed.

"Um..."

The old militiaman watched for a while, but said nothing. When the moment of rest had passed, the Misty Ketten pulled up the boat again. And that common man, leaning forward and shouting horns, worked harder than anyone else.

Riding a boat on dry land, heading to the east, day after day. The captives pulled the fiber for days, starting from the appearance of the first beam of light, until the last beam of light disappeared. Soon, the sound of rushing water can be heard at night. And the oncoming wind started to become more and more humid.

In just five or six days, they traveled a distance of thirty miles to the northeast, and successfully pulled seven longboats into the nearest herbal lake, Tenexac. And at the northern mouth of the herbal lake, a meandering river stretches out. This small river is the upstream branch of the Owl River (;). From there, go down the river and go to the northeast for five hundred miles, which is the mouth of the Caribbean Sea!

Well, in the Nahua language, Tenexac means "herbal, grassy place", and the meaning is "owl-infested wetlands". The names of these rivers and lakes are all given by local tribes and are related to the geographical environment of the rivers and lakes. Maybe when the alliance dominates the world, it will rename the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in the world!

"Huh! Pulling the boat on land, after tossing for so long... The expedition fleet has finally entered the water again!"

Watching the long ship "crash" into the water, the Kingdom Expedition Captain and old militia Chihuako finally let out a sigh of relief.

"The next step is to follow the instructions of His Majesty the Blind and follow the guidance of the local guide to the sea in the east... And at the seaside, the long bald businessman said that there will be a Mayan guide who will lead the fleet along the coast again. , heading east..."

"As for the city-states of Vastek and Mistec along the way, His Majesty has sent messengers, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to ask them for the support and supplies of the fleet... There is a Mexica Legion that eats people and does not spit bones. As the back, these messy seaside city-states should not dare to mess around..."

"Captain, I followed Priest Mecate to make an inventory. Over the past few days, several sailors in the fleet have been injured, and now there are still eight!"

The dark snake was panting and came to the old captain's side, weakly reporting. He was proficient in arithmetic, calendar and astronomy, so he was arranged by Chiwako to follow the Mekkat priests of the fleet without having to do those hard physical work.

Priest Mekkat, who participated in the first expedition and recorded the route and latitude of the northbound journey, has been promoted by His Majesty to the second-level priesthood, which is comparable to the newly boarding "tomato" priest, Tomat.

Of course, the two priests do not belong to each other. One is the divine priest in charge of navigation, and the other is the missionary priest in charge of mission. The achievements of the two to upgrade the level are also different. But no matter what, going out to sea to explore is dangerous, but it is a shortcut for priests to advance!

"Huh? Eight sailors left?..."

Hearing the reply, Chiwako scratched his head. After thinking about it, he chose a few strong men from the Mistec prisoners who pulled the boat. Finally, he paused slightly and looked into the corner of the crowd. There was a solitary, emaciated man with the mark of the Lord God engraved on his forehead, who was chanting in a low voice.

"The last one, just choose him!"

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