"The testimony of the Lord God, there is no falsehood! I am just a Mayan businessman who has no clan affiliation, wanders around the world, and was taken in by His Highness!"

In front of everyone, Tikalo held the sun hummingbird amulet around his neck and made a sincere oath.

"I am loyal to His Highness! His Highness has not treated me badly, and granted me the right to manage the goods in my kingdom. His Highness Shen Qi also promised me that when the army marches eastward in the future, he will allow me to become a respected noble in the land of Maya. Lord... Witness of the Lord God! I am sincere in planning for the kingdom, and I will be the guide of the fleet, and I will never hide anything!"

Hearing this, Chiwako raised his brows. He looked at the sincere expression of the Mayan merchant, and then heard Kang's oath, and pondered for a while. After a moment, he touched his chin and asked the key to his suspicion.

"Tikalo, you know so many epics and secrets, but you are by no means a commoner. What is your relationship with the Mayapan Kingdom and the Coco family?"

"Um..."

Tikalo thought for a moment. His true identity, in the entire alliance, should only be known by His Highness Shen Qi. And what he has always told is the real Mayan story, and there is no lie. Next, the fleet will go to Yucatan, and a series of plans will come to an end. This dialogue will gain the trust of the fleet. Except for the dust, the leaders of the ship were all alert. In his words, nine points must be true, but in some terrible places, one point is quietly added false.

"Respected Captain Chiwako, Mayapan has been destroyed for more than 40 years, and the Kecom family has also been slaughtered. What relationship can I have with them now?"

Tikalo looked into Chiwako's eyes with a magnanimous expression.

"Of course, we exiled Mayan merchants, sailing on the sea, do have astronomical and geographical inheritance. These inheritances all come from Mayapan. Most people's ancestors were Mayapan merchants. And mine My ancestors were the seafaring nobles who were left behind after the collapse of Mayapan, and many epics have been passed down. Therefore, I miss the kingdom that passed away, and I yearn for the once glorious family! But all of this has passed away, and it has nothing to do with the present. relation..."

"When the magnificent Mayapan was destroyed, we merchants on the sea no longer had a suzerain, no fiefs and clans, and only lived for ourselves. Now, His Highness is my suzerain, promising me today and the future, I will Live for His Highness!"

"Mayapan's seafaring nobility, heritage of astronomy and geography... Live for His Highness?"

The old militiaman's eyes flashed, staring at the Mayan merchant Tikalo. Tikalo smiled and faced it calmly. The two looked at each other for a long time until Thomas, the priest of the main god, coughed lightly and came out to make a clearance.

"Cough! Praise the Lord God! Captain Qi, Tikalo prays three times a day and is quite devoted to the Lord God. He has served the kingdom for many years, and His Highness also trusts him... As for the Mayan stories he tells, as long as you find If the local nobles ask, they will know the truth. We have traveled 5,000 miles, and the most important thing is to help each other, under the guidance of the Lord God, to unite together!"

"Well... Priest Thomas, what you said is indeed reasonable."

The old militiaman nodded and looked away. He did not find any definite doubts from Tikalo. But in his heart, there was always something wrong.

"Hey! There's a large group of Mayan warriors coming towards us!"

Puap had been looking around, and at this time, he immediately got on and off the fleet and said hello.

"Be careful, take up arms!"

Everyone came to the side of the boat, watching hundreds of Mayan warriors, rowing dozens of canoes, coming from the river bank, getting closer and closer.

Due to the hot climate of the rainforest, most of the Mayan warriors, different from the Mexica warriors in the plateau, did not wear cotton or leather armor, but only wore a crown with short feathers on their heads, and tied hoods and ropes around their waists. . They would strap a small shield to their left arm, carry a man-high flint spear behind their backs, and carry more than one flint dagger around their waists.

Hawkeye carefully observed, only to find that the Mayan warrior's shield rope, there are also small shuttle darts specially used for throwing. Among the Mayan warriors behind, some people also carried special spear throwers and spears, as well as a small number of short bows.

Priest Tomat narrowed his eyes, looking at the **** Mayan warriors. Many people have similar drawings and patterns of gods on their chests and backs, as well as abstract symbols that symbolize the family. Obviously, these Mayan tribes believed in gods and had a strong family affiliation.

Soon, a samurai leader wearing short cotton armor and tattooed face came to the flagship ship. He frowned, carefully looked at the equipment of the warriors on board, and immediately clenched the spear, very vigilant. Then, ten steps away, he shouted to the flagship crowd, first in Mayan, and then in Nahua with a strange accent.

"Samurai and merchants from the mighty Menghu tribe! This is the goddess of the Moon Goddess, the place where rivers flow and trade is prosperous... The Moon God gave the gods the will of the gods, and I will tell you what I Chaha's mouth will tell you. She said that the fleet from afar has long been known to the gods. You are not enemies, but friends. Friends should sit down, drink and eat together, and do business together!  …”

"At this moment, the goddess of the moon and water, the crocodile king Aayin, who is revered in the city-state, is in the palace, waiting for the arrival of his friends! The friends who came ashore first are already eating and drinking, holding a beautiful girl, waiting The sun sets. Come, venerated leader of the fleet, come with me to meet the gods of the city-state for a glorious supper!"

"Um?"

Hearing the invitation from the Mayan warrior leader, Chiwako pursed his lips, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. He looked at Puap and asked aloud.

"Have the warriors and sailors who went out to buy water come back?"

"No. None of them came back!"

Puapu frowned and looked at the market not far away, but did not see the figure of the kingdom warrior.

"Listen to what the Maya said, are the crew members who went ashore under their control?"

"Well..."

Chiwako scratched his head and looked at the Mayan warrior leader. There was a smile on the other side's face, no hostility was seen, and it even showed a bit of sincerity. He looked around again, and most of the hundreds of Mayan warriors were not wearing armor, and the expressions on their faces didn't seem to be fighting...

"All right!"

After a moment of hesitation, Chiwaco finally nodded. He looked at Puap and instructed carefully.

"Old Pu. I'll go ashore and go to Honghu Town to see what the crocodile king Ain is doing to us! You bring the warriors, stay on the boat, and be careful. If I don't come back tonight, you Just hurry up..."

"Don't worry! Old man Qi, I will take the warriors and go in in armor and rescue you!"

Puap patted his chest, Kang promised. When he saw the equipment of these Mayan warriors, he immediately gave birth to self-confidence, and he wanted one to beat the other five!

"...you..."

Chiwaco wanted to say that if he didn't come back, Old Pu would run away. But looking at the promise of the gray soil warrior, he pursed his lips, his eyes softened, and he changed his words.

"Okay, you can do it!..."

Afterwards, Chiwako looked at the boat, the revered priest of the main god. The decision-making power of many kingdom negotiations is in the hands of Tomat priests.

"Priest Tomat, at this meeting, please accompany me to see the leader of the other party!"

"Blessed by the Lord! Well, I will go with you and see the lost brothers."

Priest Tomat nodded heavily~lightnovelpub.net~ and reached out to take another copy of the Book of Ali, with a copper axe tied around his waist.

The Mayan merchant Tikalo stood aside, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Hearing the call and invitation of the Mayan warrior, he could already guess what was going on.

"The Serpent God blesses her descendants! It seems that the previous arrangement has finally paid off..."

"Tikalo!"

The old militiaman gave a few words and suddenly turned around. He looked at the cunning Mayan merchant and ordered it solemnly.

"You also come with me, go to the town, and see the Mayan gods!"

"Uh?..."

Hearing this, Ticarlo's smile froze and he was stunned. The old militiaman didn't give him a chance to speak. With a big wave of his hand, he put a spear on his back and jumped into the Mayan boat.

"Let's go! Go early and return early!"

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