The sky in March is clear, like the waters near the sea, with a distant light blue color and endless depth. The bright sky fell, and the wilderness was vast, intertwined with gray yellow and dark brown. The narrow land between the sea suddenly opened up here, and extended to the east, west and north at the same time, turning into a boundless desert. And some emerald green mountains, sporadically undulating in the north, extend to the depths of the desert, turning into brown and yellow at the end of the sky!

Chihuaco stood on the sand dunes along the coast, staring blankly at a vast world that he had never seen before. He has never imagined that the north of this world is so vast! The fleet went to sea for several months, and finally reached the end of the ocean, this piece of northern continent with no bounds!

"Priest Meccat, how many degrees are we at now?"

"Captain, we are between 31-32 degrees of the North Star, and we are 13 or 14 degrees away from the mouth of the sea at 18 degrees from the Talsas North Star!"

Meccat opened his eyes wide, looking to the wilderness to the north, and the mountains at the end of the sky. He let out an uncontrollable exclamation.

"Lord God! We traveled all the way to the northwest, and in the past four months, we have traveled nearly five thousand miles! And according to the songs of the Sri people, this vast northern continent may still be five thousand miles away!"

"Bless the Lord God! Such a vast land! If it can be explored, it must be a great contribution!"

With an excited expression, Puap held the sun amulet around his neck tightly, and prayed in a low voice trembling.

"Lord God, ancestors!...The tribes in the Northland are so wild, but they occupy such a boundless continent! If the kingdom goes north...maybe, I, Puapu, can also have a chance in this remote Northland , to be the king of a nation!"

"Five thousand miles of coastline, five thousand miles of land... the north of the world, can there be thousands of miles?!"

Chivaco muttered to himself. It is hard for him to imagine how vast a distance ten thousand miles is. I'm afraid it will take seven or eight months just to row a boat? ...In the mouth of Pickham, where does this boundless northern continent extend? What kind of scene will there be at the end of the mountain and the sea? And in this boundless land, what kind of tribes are there? ...

He thought for a long time in a daze, with a hint of hidden longing, a bit of curiosity to explore, and an inexplicable fear beyond his cognition. After a long while, he sighed and cursed in a low voice.

"Hey! Blind god, you closed your eyes, how did you create such a large piece of land?...If your blind majesty knows...the rest of my life...I'm afraid I won't be safe!"

Puap raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the strong sunlight above his head. It was already mid-March at this time, and more than ten days had passed since the battle on Yamatori Island.

That night, old man Qi and the captured chief, Lobster Pickam, swore on blood and made promises to each other. Afterwards, Pickham reported all the things he knew about the Northland.

The Sri people occupy the coastal Sonoran desert, and their footprints cover north, south, east, and west. In the mountains directly east of them are the Opata people who established the city-state and occupied the Copper Mountain. And to their northeast, on the distant basins and plains, is the hunting and brave Apache Alliance.

As for the true north of the various tribes of Sri Lanka, it is the more wild and unintelligible desert people, Tohono-Odum. The desert people live in the northern desert. They are similar to the Sri people, except that they cannot fish, their population is sparser, and their temperament is more aggressive. They would go south from time to time to fight with the Sri tribe in the north of the bay, plundering food and women.

According to Pickham, the desert people are even poorer than the Sri people, and don't even have feather hats! The location where the fleet landed at this time is roughly the junction of the desert people and the Sri people.

The northwest of the Sri people is the origin of their songs. Legend has it that there are bays, fertile land, rivers and mountains. The northwest border that Sri's tribes have actually visited is about five hundred miles northwest of here, and there is a huge salt lake.

"The ancestors said that the lake water there is salty! However, there are two big rivers flowing in from the north, but the river water is not salty. Farming can be done by the river, and a lot of food can be harvested every year. There are no crops around the salt lake, but there are many wetlands, vegetation And prey, can feed many tribal people! I remember, there is an owl song, which tells the legend of the Northwest! The owl wakes up at night, hungry. He flies down the top of the low tree, pounces on the hare and the lake fish, A hearty meal...”

When it comes to salt lakes, Pickham's eyes are shining. All the tribes in Sri know the wealth there. It's just that such a rich place is naturally occupied by powerful tribes.

"It is the Kumeyaay who occupy the salt lake and the mountains in the northwest! They use the salt lake as their ancestral land, and they have the legend of the spirit at the bottom of the lake, and they forbid all tribes to migrate to the lake. They are large in number, good at archery, good at running, Living in houses built of branches and stone mud, they are powerful northern tribes! They can also fish, ride on reed rafts, and occasionally come to the bay. By the way, they also have extremely sharp stone weapons, and yours The daggers are very similar!... And further to the northwest, there are the Chumash who speak the Hokan language!..."

"A rich salt lake, obsidian weapons? The Kumeya people in the northwest, and the Chumash people in the northwest?"

Thinking of these strange tribal names, Puap felt dizzy for a while. As the fleet explored, the news of countless tribes appeared one after another from the endless continent like stars in the sky.

"Hmph! They are all small tribes with tens of thousands of people! As long as His Majesty gives me a legion, I can crush them one by one and conquer them all!"

Puap looked at the northern skyline, his eyes full of longing, greed and self-confidence.

However, he never seemed to have thought that if a war was launched, how could the kingdom support a legion in the desolate north thousands of miles away? And if these tribes fled into the continuous mountains and hid in the vast desert, how would they deal with them?

Chivaco, the old militiaman, didn't think so much. There is no greed in his heart, only the awe of the vast world, and his adherence to his responsibilities. He recalled the experience of the past ten days, before letting Pickham go, he had asked him about it.

"Lobster, my friend! Are these gray stones on the island made of bird droppings? Can they be fertilized?"

"Uh, friend, what's a fat field?"

"It's about getting plants to thrive."

"Haha! Friends, look at this big island, which is full of gray stones, but there is almost no green. Although they are made of bird droppings, how can it be possible for plants to grow vigorously? Tribes have tried it before. Plant some things on the island. However, the plants planted can’t grow at all! The priests said that there is the power of the spirit whale here, which will kill the creatures that do not belong to the island!”

"...What about the other islands to the west?"

"It's all the same! The island where the birds live, there is no precipitation, only the desolate gray, or the brownish yellow of the soil!"

Chivako was full of thoughts and nodded heavily. Then, as agreed, he sent Chief Pickham to the seaside of the Eastern Continent, and gave him another bag of cornbread. Because the Sri soldiers on Yamatori Island are on guard day and night, and there are small boats watching, if the fleet lands, it will definitely trigger a battle and cause unnecessary casualties.

"Friend, I will follow my oath and put you back in the tribe! We are about to leave too, and will never land on your ancestral land again! The tribe in the lake, the Concaxli people, are friends!"

"Okay! I will also keep my oath and tell the chiefs of all the tribes what happened! As long as you leave the ancestral land, you will be friends of my lobster tribe! As for the other tribes, I will try my best to convince them!"

Pickham held his cut right hand and solemnly promised. The two were full of thoughts and touched their foreheads again. Afterwards, Pickham carried the bag and headed south alone to the mountain bird island where the tribe gathered.

And Chihuaco led the fleet and continued northward to the end of the bay. Huitu Puap wants to go to the north to land, so that he can go back and tell his majesty what he has done. As for the old militiamen themselves...

"I've been out at sea for so long, let's go to the end of the sea and have a look!...I'm afraid I won't have the chance to do it again in this life after such a long journey..."

So, the fleet left the vicinity of Mountain Bird Island, spent two days, found the big island of birds in the northwest, and dug some grayish white and yellow guano stones. This island is slightly narrow and long, sticking to the long and narrow peninsula to the west. The mountains on the island are lower and drier, with no trace of green and no river in sight. The area of ​​the island is similar to that of Yamadori Island.

Chivaco looked at the seabirds that also covered the sky and sun on the island, thought about it, and gave it a new name.

"Snake Island!"

Because, when the fleet landed, they encountered several pythons on the edge of the island. Birds flying in the sky and snakes swimming on the ground, together, it is called "Snake Island". (Angel de la Guarda, Baja California, Mexico today; ángel de la Guarda)

Afterwards, the fleet set off from Anhinga Island, sailed all the way north, and approached the Eastern Continent again. They traveled north for eight or nine days, covering a distance of nearly seven hundred miles, until the north and south coasts turned east and west, and finally reached the end of the bay!

At the end of the bay, everyone happened to encounter a team of deserters and Sri people fighting. There were no more than seven or eight people on both sides. They stabbed each other with short stone spears and shot short arrows with fangs. They fought desperately at the edge of the river, bleeding blood! And the target of their desperate fight was just two wild deer that fell to the ground with arrows and bled.

Seeing the huge galley approaching, both the desert people and the Sri people were shocked and looked towards the seaside in amazement. They were in awe and panic for the big ship they had never seen before!

Standing at the bow of the boat, Pu'apu raised his hand and shot the leader of the desert people to death with an arrow at a distance of dozens of steps. The desert people are almost naked, with strange lines painted all over their bodies. Only the leader had a wolfskin headband tied on his head, which could be distinguished at a glance~lightnovelpub.net~ The desert people looked at the number of people on board, and scattered in a herd, fleeing to the sandy sea in the north. The Sri people did not chase, but looked at the big ship vigilantly. The feathered headman whispered a few words, and one person lowered his weapon, hugged the dead deer from the arrow, and placed it in front of the kingdom's fleet. The Sri people themselves kept a fawn that they had hunted.

Chivaco took the warriors ashore and onto the sand dunes. Instead of taking the prey of the Sri people, he asked the mountain bird to translate and ask for the location here.

Although the leader of Sri was vigilant, he did not hide it. Nearly seven hundred miles away, what happened in the ancestral land in the south has never been reported here. He replied in the affirmative.

"Foreigners, this is the end of the bay, the edge of the northern desert! Going further north is the desolate northern continent!"

Hearing this, everyone in the fleet cheered. The captain had already promised that the fleet would turn back after reaching the end of the sea.

"Praise the Lord God! We have reached the end of the sea! We have reached the border of the northern continent! And here is the northernmost point we have sailed!..."

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