In mid-December, the exploration fleet was completed. The crowd set off from the mouth of the Talsas River, along the southeast coast, all the way to the northwest. They passed through the coastal villages of the Terkos tribe in the south and stopped twice for supplies.

This is the border of Fire River Plain, only 120 miles away from Fire River City. The envoys from Fire River City heard the news and came day and night to inquire about the purpose of the fleet. Chivaco responded briefly, saying that it was a holy place to go out to sea to find seabirds, and left under the envoy's uneasy eyes.

Subsequently, the fleet continued north. It was the end of the year, and the cold wind came from the northern continent. It is almost difficult to rely on wind power for sailing along the way, so you can only rely on paddles. Everyone paddled the big sailboat. In order to preserve their strength, they could only row for 8 hours a day and travel about 120-140 miles. Counting the time for rest and supplies, it was not until the beginning of January that the fleet traveled 1,400 miles and arrived at the mouth of the Leman River.

The Leman River surged down, and at the mouth of the big river, it created a vast plain along the river. The water and soil here are extremely fertile, and the population and villages are quite prosperous. There is a small city of Tekos near the sea, which is called Sanhe City by the locals.

Because from south to north, there are three rivers, dividing the rich plain along the river. And the small city surrounded by three rivers is naturally called Three Rivers City.

The fleet stayed in the prosperous Three Rivers City for two days, traded gems and cloth, replenished some food, and recruited an enthusiastic Tekos guide.

After the supplies were completed, they continued to go to sea soon, when they encountered a sudden gust of wind and big waves. The low galley was instantly pierced by the waves, heaving and falling on the sea, as if it was about to topple over. It was the first time for the old militiaman to encounter such a storm, and he was frightened out of his body immediately, and hurriedly brought everyone to the shore to anchor.

On the day of docking, the newly recruited Terkos guide disappeared. The old militiaman searched for a long time, but did not find any traces, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart. Everyone camped on the high ground by the coast and rested for two days. The wind became slightly weaker and the waves were slightly calmer.

At noon on the third day, the old militiamen became more and more uneasy. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that if he went to Sanhe City from here, it would take about three days!

"All on board! All on board! Push the boat back into the sea and move everything back on board!"

Huitu Puap was a little puzzled, but he still chose to obey when he saw the anxious old militiamen.

"After all, the old strange head can't do anything else. If he encounters danger, he will escape faster than anyone else! ...According to His Majesty, it is favored by unpredictable fate."

Sure enough, in the evening, the disappeared Tekos guide reappeared, bringing with him three or four hundred warriors from the Tekos tribe. The warriors each held a spear in their hand, carried a throwing javelin on their back, and even carried a rare hunting bow. When they saw the fleet, they raised their javelins, took out their bows and arrows, and rushed towards them, howling and running wildly.

"Feathered warriors of Tarasco Kingdom! Where to escape? Leave your heads!"

"Damn the Condor Tribe! You even stretched out the hands of the demons here, and you must cut off their hands and feet!"

"Yes! And jewels, jewels! Keep the jewels of their ships, the Chief's order!  …"

Chivako looked at the enemy who suddenly appeared, terrified and inexplicable. He immediately gave up the little fresh water left on the shore, and led everyone back to the boat. Then, he asked Puap, who was familiar with the Tekos language, to shout with his shield up.

"Warriors of the nearby Tekos tribe, we have no enmity... This is a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! We are not feathered warriors, and we are not from the tribe of Condor... We are from the tribe of the lake, from the Mexica alliance! "

Hundreds of enemies flocked to the shore with grim expressions, trudging through the water and pressing towards the three anchored galleys. Their number is three or four times that of the expedition fleet. Some warriors threw their javelins towards the sailboat, and some warriors took out their bows and shot arrows towards Chihuaco.

The "swish" rain of arrows and javelins came, injuring three or four sailors in an instant. The Prepecha warriors accompanying the ship also took out their big bows and began to fight back decisively.

Seeing the enemies shouting and fighting, Chivako finally understood that all negotiations were futile. And the real purpose of this group of enemies is probably the property and gems on board. The old militiaman looked at the still undulating waves on the surface of the sea, and then at the crazily rushing enemies. He had no choice but to order loudly.

"Set sail! Paddle with all your strength and sail to the northwest!"

The kingdom's expedition fleet braved the waves and headed northwest along the coast at full speed. The Terkos warriors chased on the shore for a full day before they let out an angry howl and were completely thrown away by the fleet.

With this encounter, Chihuaco no longer dared to resupply the tribes of the Tekos in the north. If there is a shortage of food, go to a small village and tribe, and leave after a quick transaction.

Even so, they were attacked once by the Terkos. The elders of the village on the shore were friendly on the surface, procrastinating, and dealing with everyone, but secretly contacted the nearby villages. Not only was the attack on the shore to be launched, but more than two dozen canoe raids were organized.

Seeing that the transaction time had passed, Chivako decisively led everyone away. Everyone boarded the boat, avoided the Tekos warriors on the shore, and had a big fight with the Tekos people on the waterway. The Terkos left more than a dozen small boats, fifty or sixty corpses, and the expedition fleet also lost a dozen people.

The expedition fleet set off from Sanhe City, against the north wind, stopping from time to time to avoid the storm and beware of Tekos attacks. It took more than half a month to travel a thousand miles and came to the mouth of a big river. The east here is full of towering mountains, and only the plains by the sea are suitable for farming. The clear river flows from the desolate distant mountains, bringing green vitality along the way.

The local tribes call themselves the Totomei, totorames. They have a small population and live along the coast. They grow corn, beans and peppers, catch fish, shrimps, clams and oysters, and make sea salt. And on the seashore at the mouth of the river, they established a large village called Yushan Village.

Chihuaco stayed in Yushan Village for two days, and gave the Totomei some cloth, a few gems, and supplies of corn, beans, salted fish and water. The Totomei people live in a narrow area by the sea, and they don't have much food, but they have plenty of salt. Their language is close to that of the Guaquilians, and somewhat like the Mexica of the Confederacy. It seems that the entire tribes in the Northwest Wasteland speak a similar language.

The old militiamen asked about the situation in the northwest, and the elders of the Totomei people told him.

"Further to the northwest, rowing for many days, is the land of the Mayo people! There are many Mayo people, some powerful tribes, and hundreds of warriors! My friends, they know a lot, and they will definitely be able to help To you!"

In late January, the Kingdom Expedition fleet was guided and set off again. After months of sailing, the expedition fleet gradually became more experienced. Everyone has the experience of inland waterways. After adapting to the situation near the sea, the supply of fresh water will become more and more orderly, and there will be no mistakes in dealing with the occasional wind and waves.

In fact, this large offshore area is shaded by the long and narrow peninsula extending from the Lower California region, so the wind and waves are not too big, far less than the real ocean.

When night comes, the ship priest Meckat will place a strange compass in front of his eyes to measure the angle between the bright Polaris and the sea. It is said that this is a god-inspired creation that His Majesty personally directed and left to the shipbuilder. And as the fleet continued to go north, the angle measured by the compasses became larger and larger. At the beginning, it was only a dozen degrees, but now it is more than 20 degrees.

In addition, Mecate will also indicate the direction of the magic. He used a thin thread to hang a special thin needle to indicate the direction. The fine needles come from Heiyan Mountain and are ground by the God Stone. As long as the thin needle is suspended, it will miraculously rotate in the air, and then point north and south fixedly.

Chivaco sighed after seeing it. He tried hard to think, but couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only praise the Lord God.

In February, the expedition fleet finally traveled another seven or eight hundred miles, and came to the mouth of the river here, where they encountered a large tribe of the Mayo people, the Yorem tribe with thousands of mouths. The kingdom's expedition fleet docked at the mouth of the river and gave the Yorem tribe a large bag of cocoa, ten rolls of cloth, and a small bag of gems from the lake.

Chief Karan of the Yorem tribe received the gift and led hundreds of guards to the beach in person. He was shocked when he saw the huge galleys by the sea, the sturdy leather armor of the warriors in the lake, and the weapons of strange metals. Afterwards, he ordered people to light a bonfire, and cordially invited the leader of the messengers in the lake to hold a gathering of ancestor witnesses.

Chivako thought for a long time, observed the relaxed and curious expression of the warrior opposite, and then led everyone off the boat. In this distant place two or three thousand miles away from the Kingdom of the Lake, representing the Kingdom of the Lake in the south, it is the first time to meet the leader of a large tribe!

Difficult memories of the past few months flashed through the minds of the old militiamen one by one. At this moment of celebration, a smile appeared on his face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes eased a lot. He looked at the deer-headed Chief Karan, raised the gourd bell in his hand, and touched him heavily, making a pleasant "jingle bell"!

Then, he took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Frog, Chief. We, friends! We, brothers! Me, Chief, let me go find seabirds. Seabirds, flying, feathered, many seabirds. In the northwest, small island, where?"

"Huh? Are you looking for... a small island in the northwest where there are many seabirds?"

Chief Kalan stood still, his eyes flickering, thinking over and over again the question of the leader on the opposite side~lightnovelpub.net~ After some contact, he was convinced that these elite warriors really came from afar and did not belong to any nearby There is no hostility in the big tribe. But now it seems that they were sent by some great chief of the tribe in the lake to look for beautiful seabirds and feathers.

The tribe in the lake can not care about the lives of a hundred elite warriors, trekking such a long distance, just to find seabirds. Then there are only two possibilities...

"Either they are very powerful, like us Mayo people, with thousands or even thousands of warriors! Or in their beliefs, the feathers of seabirds are very important tributes, and the islands of seabirds are sacred places of faith. And Look at the strong ships they ride on, and the bright feather crowns on their heads, I'm afraid it's both!...And a powerful and pious tribe from far away..."

Chief Karan thought for a long time, with a friendly smile on his face, and some thoughts flashed in his heart. Afterwards, he looked to the northwest direction, nodded slowly, and said yes.

"Ahaha, my friend! I know what the chief of the lake is looking for!"

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