The sky in March is clear, like the waters of the offshore sea, with a distant light blue and endless depth. The bright sky fell, and the field was vast and vast, intertwined with gray-yellow and dark brown. The narrow land between the sea suddenly opened up here, and at the same time extended to the north of the east and west, turning into a boundless desert. And some green hills sporadically rise and fall in the north, extending all the way to the depths of the desert, turning into a brownish yellow at the end of the sky!

Chihuaco stood on the sand dunes along the coast, staring blankly at the vast world he had never seen before. He has never met before, the north of this world is so mighty! The fleet has been at sea for several months, and finally reached the end of the ocean, this endless northern continent!

"Priest Mecate, what are we doing now?"

"Captain, we are between 31-32 degrees of North Star, 18 degrees from the Tulsa North Star's exit to the sea, and we have already traveled 13 or 14 degrees!"

Mekkart opened his eyes wide, looking at the wasteland to the north, and the mountains at the end of the sky. He exclaimed in uncontrollable amazement.

"Lord God! We have traveled all the way to the northwest. In the past four months, we have traveled nearly 5,000 miles! And according to the songs of the Sri people, this vast northern continent is probably still 5,000 miles away!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! Such a vast land! If it can be explored, it must be a great credit!"

Puap was excited, holding the sun talisman around his neck tightly, praying in a low voice with some trembling.

"Lord God, ancestor!... The tribes in the northern land are so wild, yet occupy such an endless continent! If the kingdom is to the north... Maybe, my gray soil Puapu, can also have the opportunity to live in this far north land. , Be the king of a country!"

"Five thousand miles of coast, five thousand miles of land... Could there be ten thousand miles in the north of the world?!"

Chiwaco muttered to himself. It was hard for him to imagine how vast the distance was. I'm afraid it takes seven or eight months to row a boat alone, right? ... In Pickam's mouth, where will this endless northern continent extend? At the end of the mountain and the sea, what kind of scene will there be? And in this boundless land, what kind of tribes are there? ...

He thought for a long time, with a hint of hidden yearning, a little curiosity about exploration, and an inexplicable fear beyond his cognition. After a while, he sighed and cursed in a low voice.

"Hey! Blind god, you closed your eyes, how did you create such a large land?... If the blind majesty knew... I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace for the rest of my life!"

Puap raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the strong sunlight above his head. It was 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 blood and made promises to each other. Afterwards, Pickam came to know the situation of the Northland one by one.

The Sri people occupy the coastal Sonora Desert, and their footprints involve north-south east-west. In the mountains due east of them are the Opati people who established the city-state and occupied the copper mountain. And to their northeast, in the far-flung basins and plains, is the safari and brave Apache alliance.

As for the due north of the Sri Lankan tribes, there is a more savage desert man who cannot speak the language, Tohono-Odum. The desert people are entrenched in the northern desert, similar to the Sri people, but they do not know how to fish, their population is more sparse, and their temperament is more aggressive. From time to time they would go south to fight with the Sri tribes north of the Gulf, looting food and women.

Pickam said that desert people are even poorer than Sri people, they don't even have feathered hats! The location where the fleet landed at this time was about the junction of the desert people and the Sri people.

The northwest of the Sri people is the place of origin in their songs, legend has it that there are bays, fertile soil, rivers and mountains. And the northwest boundary that the various Sri Lankan tribes have really visited is about five hundred miles northwest of here, there is a huge salt lake.

"The ancestors said that the lake there is salty! But 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, grass and trees. With prey, it can feed a lot of tribesmen! I remember, there is an owl song, which is about the legend of the northwest! The owl woke up at night, hungry. He flew down the low tree top, and rushed to the hare and lake fish, Indulge in a meal..."

When it comes to Salt Lake, Pickam has a light in his eyes. All the ministries in Sri Lanka are aware of the wealthy there. However, such a rich place is naturally occupied by powerful tribes.

"The people who occupy the salt lake and the northwestern mountains are the Kumeyaays! 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 numerous, good at archery, and good at running. They live in houses built of twigs and mud, and are powerful northern tribes! They also fish, ride reed rafts, and occasionally come to the bay. By the way, they also have extremely sharp stone weapons, and your The daggers look alike! . . . And further northwest, the Hokan-speaking Chumash!  …”

"The rich salt lake, the weapons of obsidian? The Kumeya people in the northwest, the Chumash people in the further northwest?"

Thinking of these strange tribal names, Puap was dizzy. With the exploration of the fleet, the news of countless tribes is like the stars in the sky, flashing one by one from the endless continent.

"Humph! But they are all small clans with tens of thousands of people! As long as Your Majesty gives me a legion, I will be able to flatten them one by one and conquer them all!"

Puap looked up at the northern sky with longing, greed and confidence in his eyes.

However, he never seemed to think that if a war was waged, how could the kingdom support the supply of food and grass for a legion in the desolate north thousands of miles away? And if these tribes fled into the rolling mountains and hid in the vast desert, how would they deal with it?

Old militia Chiwaco didn't think so much. There is no greed in his heart, only the awe of the vast world, and the persistence of his own responsibilities. He remembered the experience of the past ten days, and he had asked the other party before letting Pickam go.

"Lobster, my friend! Are these gray stones on the island condensed from bird droppings? Can they fertilize the fields?"

"Uh, friend, what is a fat field?"

"It's about making plants thrive."

"Haha! My friend, look at this big island, it's full of grayish-white stones, but there's almost no green. Although they're made of bird droppings, how could it be possible for plants to thrive? Tribes have tried, in Plant some things on the island. However, the plants that are planted cannot grow at all! The priests say that there is the divine power of a spirit whale here, and it will kill the creatures that do not belong to the island!"

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

"It's all the same! There is no precipitation on the island where the birds live, only the desolate gray and white, or the brown-yellow soil!"

Chiwako was full of thoughts and nodded heavily. Then, according to the agreement, he sent Chief Picham to the seaside of the Eastern Continent, and gave him another bag of tortillas. Because the Sri warriors on Shanniao Island were on alert day and night, and there were boats watching, if the convoy landed, it would definitely cause battles and cause unnecessary casualties.

"Friend, I follow my oath and put you back to the tribe! We are about to leave, and we will no longer land in your ancestral land! The tribe of the lake, the Concaxris, are friends!"

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

Pickam held his cut right hand and made a solemn promise. The two were full of thoughts, and pressed their foreheads again. Afterwards, Pickam carried his pockets and headed south alone to Yamato Island, where the tribe gathered.

And Chiwaco led the fleet and continued north to the end of the bay. Ash soil Puapu wanted to land in the north, so that he could go back and give credit to His Majesty. As for the old militia themselves...

"Going to the sea for so long, let's go to the end of the sea and take a look! ... With such a long distance, I am afraid that in this life, I will never have the opportunity to do it again..."

So, the fleet left the vicinity of Shanniao Island and spent two days to find the big island of the birds in the northwest, and dug some gray-white and yellow guano stones. The island is slightly longer and narrower, against the narrow peninsula to the west. The island is lower in hills, more arid, without a hint of green, and without a river in sight. The area of ​​the island is similar to that of Shan Bird Island.

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

"Snake Bird Island!"

Because, when the fleet landed, it encountered several pythons on the edge of the island. The birds in the sky and the snakes on the ground, together, are called "Snake Bird Island". (Modern Baja California, Mexico, Angel Guard Island; ángel de la Guarda)

Afterwards, the fleet set off from Snake Island, sailed all the way north, and approached the eastern mainland again. They traveled north for eight or nine days, approaching a distance of 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 meet a team of desert people and Sri people. There were no more than seven or eight people on both sides, piercing each other with short stone spears, shooting short arrows with wolf teeth, fighting to the death on the edge of the river, blood flowing! And the target of their desperate fight was nothing but two wild deer that fell to the ground with arrows and drained their blood.

Seeing the huge galley approaching, both the desert people and the Sri people were shocked and looked at the seaside in astonishment. They were in awe and panic at the huge ship they had never seen!

Puap stood at the bow of the boat, and with a few dozen steps away, he raised his hand and shot the leader of the desert people to death. The desert man is almost naked, with strange lines painted all over his body~lightnovelpub.net~ Only the leader has a wolf-skin headband on his head, which can be distinguished at a glance.

The desert people looked at the number of people on the boat, and then they dispersed and fled to the sand sea in the north. The Sri people did not chase, but looked at the big ship vigilantly. The feathered head man whispered a few words, and one of them lowered his weapon, held the dead deer with an arrow, and placed it in front of the kingdom's fleet. The Sri people themselves left a deer that was hunted.

Chihuaco took the warriors ashore and came to the sand dunes. Instead of taking the prey of the Sri people, he asked Shan Bird to translate and inquire about the location here.

Although the Sri leader was vigilant, he did not hide it. Nearly 700 miles away, what happened in the southern ancestral land has never been reported here. He answered affirmatively.

"Aliens, 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 after reaching the end of the sea, the fleet would turn back.

"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 of our voyage!..."