"The Lord God testifies, there is no lie! I am just a Mayan merchant who has no clan affiliation, wanders in the world, and is taken in by His Highness!"

In front of everyone, Ticaro held the Sun Hummingbird Amulet around his neck and swore sincerely.

"I am loyal to Your Highness! Your Highness has never treated me badly, and has given me the right to manage the goods of the kingdom. His Highness, inspired by God, has also promised me that when the army marches eastward in the future, I will be allowed to become a respected nobleman in the land of Maya." The lord... the lord **** witnesses! I am sincerely planning for the kingdom, and I will be the guide of the fleet, and I will never hide anything!"

Hearing this, Chivako frowned. He looked at the Mayan businessman's sincere expression, and heard the other party's oath, he pondered for a while and remained silent. After a while, he touched his chin and asked the key to his suspicion.

"Tikalo, you know so many epics and secrets, you are definitely not from a commoner background. What is your relationship with the Mayapan Kingdom and the Coco family?"

"Um..."

Ticaro thought for a moment. His true identity should only be known by His Royal Highness Shen Qi in the entire alliance. And what he has been telling all the time are real Mayan stories, without any falsehood. Next, the fleet will go to Yucatan, and a series of plans will come to an end. This dialogue requires the trust of the fleet. Except for Huitu, the leaders on board were all vigilant. Nine points of what he said must be true, but in some terrible places, one point of falsehood was quietly added.

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

Ticaro looked into Chivaco's eyes with a frank expression.

"Of course, we Mayan merchants in exile, sailing to and fro on the sea, do have astronomical and geographical inheritance. These inheritances all come from Mayapan. The ancestors of most people are Mayapan merchants. And my My ancestors were the sailing nobles left behind after Mayapan’s fall, and they passed down many epics. Therefore, I miss the lost kingdom and yearn for the once glorious family! It’s just that everything has passed away, and it has nothing to do with the present. relation..."

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

"The nautical nobleman of Mayapan, the inheritance of astronomy and geography... Live for His Highness?"

The old militiaman's eyes flickered, staring at the Mayan merchant Tikalo. With a smile on the corner of Ticaro's mouth, he faced it calmly. The two looked at each other for a long time, until the priest of the main god, Tomat, coughed lightly and came out to make a rescue.

"Cough! Praise the Lord God! Captain Qi, Ticaro prays three times a day and is quite devout to the Lord God. He has served the kingdom for many years, and His Highness also trusts him... As for the Mayan stories he told, as long as you find The local aristocrats can tell the truth by asking. We have sailed five thousand miles, and the most important thing is to help each other in the same boat, and unite together under the guidance of the Lord God!..."

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

The old militiaman nodded and looked away. He didn't find any definite doubts from Ti Kalo. But in his heart, he always felt something was wrong.

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

Puap kept looking around, and immediately greeted the fleet.

"Be careful and take up your arms!"

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

Due to the hot climate of the rainforest, most Mayan warriors, unlike the Mexica warriors on the plateau, did not wear cotton armor or leather armor, but wore a crown of short feathers on their heads, and tied a sack and rope around their waists. . They will have a small shield tied to their left arm, a tall flint spear on their backs, and more than one flint dagger at their waists.

Hawkeye observed carefully, only to find that the Mayan warrior's shield rope was also stuck with a small spear specially used for throwing. Among the Mayan warriors behind, some also carried special spear-throwing devices and spear-throwing devices, as well as a small number of short bows.

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

Soon, a samurai leader in short cotton armor with facial tattoos came to the flagship ship. He frowned, carefully looked at the equipment of the warriors on board, and immediately gripped his spear tightly, very vigilant. Then, at a distance of ten steps, he shouted loudly to everyone on the flagship, first in Mayan, and then in Nahua with a strange accent.

"Warriors and merchants from the mighty Tiger Tribe! This is the domain of the Moon Goddess, a place where rivers flow and trade flourishes... The Moon God bestowed upon the descendants of the gods, let me tell you through Chaha's mouth She said, the fleet from afar has long been known by the gods. You are not enemies, but friends. Friends should sit down, drink and eat together, and do business together!..."

"At this moment, the crocodile king Aayin, the most respected descendant of the moon water **** in the city-state, is in the palace, waiting for the arrival of his friends! The friends who went ashore first are already eating and drinking, hugging a beautiful girl, and waiting The sun is setting. Come, honored leader of the fleet, please come with me to meet the descendant of the city-state and enjoy a glorious dinner!"

"Um?"

Hearing the invitation from the leader of the Mayan warriors, Chihuaco pursed his lips, doubts appearing on his face. He looked at Puap and asked aloud.

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

"No. Not one came back!"

Puap frowned and looked at the market not far away, but he didn't see the warriors of the kingdom.

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

"Well..."

Chihuaco scratched his head and looked at the Mayan warrior leader. There was a smile on the other party's face, no hostility was seen, and there was even a bit of sincerity. He looked around again, most of the hundreds of Mayan warriors were not wearing armor, and the expressions on their faces did not look like they were about to fight...

"All right!"

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

"Old Pu. I'll go ashore and go to Honghu Town to see what this crocodile king, A Yin, is looking for us! You stay on the boat with your warriors and be careful. If I don't come back tonight, you Hurry up..."

"Don't worry! Old man Qi, I will lead the warriors in armor and fight in to rescue you!"

Pu Apu patted his chest, Kang promised. When he saw the equipment of these Mayan warriors, he immediately became confident in his heart, and wanted to fight five of them with one!

"...you..."

Chivaco originally wanted to say that if he didn't come back, Old Pu would run away. But seeing the promise made by the gray soil warrior, he pursed his lips, his eyes softened, and he changed his words.

"Okay, you can figure it out!..."

Afterwards, Chivako looked at the revered priest of the main **** on the ship. The decision-making power for many kingdom negotiations is in the hands of Priest Tomat.

"Priest Tomat, please come with me to meet the other party's leader this time!"

"The lord **** blesses you! Alright, I will go with you and take a look at the lost brothers."

Priest Tomat nodded heavily~lightnovelpub.net~ reached out and took another copy of the "Ali Sutra", with a copper ax tied around his waist.

The Mayan merchant Tikalo stood aside, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Hearing the shouts and invitations from the Mayan warriors, he could already guess what was going on.

"The Heavenly Snake God protects her descendants! It seems that the previous arrangement has finally paid off..."

"Ticaro!"

The old militiaman gave some instructions and then turned around suddenly. He looked at the cunning Mayan merchant and ordered solemnly.

"You also come with me, go to the town and meet the descendants of the Mayans!"

"Well?..."

Hearing this, Ti Kalo's smile froze and he was dumbfounded. The old militiaman didn't give him a chance to speak. He waved his hand, put his spear on his back, and jumped onto the Maya's boat.

"Let's go! Go early and come back early!"