At the beginning of April, spring comes alive. The sea breeze brings warmth, and migratory birds migrate to the north. The Kingdom's expedition fleet departed from Wei Village and headed east for 120 miles to Crocodile Town near the coast, which belonged to the theocratic chiefdom of Qier.

"The Cheer theocratic chiefdom is a small clan with tens of thousands of people. The reason why it is called the theocratic chiefdom is because the leader of the Cheer clan was originally the sun **** priest elder of the Mayapan Kingdom. He was in the Xiwu family During the rebellion, he fled to the northern jungle and established a clan chiefdom. And every military and political leader of the Qier clan is also the high priest of the chieftain."

Ticaro sat on the bottom of the dark cabin, his hands and feet were tied, and he had a friendly smile on his face. He looked at priest Tomat and old militiaman Chihuaco in front of him, and preached patiently.

"The population of the Qier clan is close to 100,000. Although it is smaller than the four major forces, it is considered powerful in the loose northern coast. The ruling center of the clan is in Tianshui City (Izamal), eighty miles to the south, which is the "God-given city." The place where the dew falls from the sky", this is also an ancient religious city inherited from the golden age."

"Because the original leader of the Qier clan was the revered priests and elders of the kingdom, they were naturally hostile to the Xiwu family who launched a rebellion, subverted the order, and destroyed the power of the priests and elders, and they have always been friendly with the Kapoor family. It is a close alliance. This time the tribe went north, borrowing the road from their territory to obtain supplies."

Hearing this, Priest Tomat and Chivaco looked at each other and nodded slightly. Ticaro swept his eyes and suggested with a smile.

"Dear two chiefs, I am familiar with the local god-born nobles, why don't you let me..."

"Dark Snake, Didi."

After hearing the detailed information, Chivako pointed to the Mayan businessman sitting on the ground without hesitation, and ordered in a deep voice.

"seal!"

"ah?"

The ears of the two teenagers were stuffed with cotton, so they couldn't hear clearly. The clever Dark Snake was taken aback for a moment, but Didi quickly reacted. He took out a ball of yellowed cotton cloth and stuffed it into the mouth of Tikalo who was smiling wryly.

"Look at him!"

"ah?"

Seeing the dazed two, the old militiaman shook his head. He pointed to the Mayan merchant, and then to the two teenagers. Amid the suddenly enlightened expressions of the teenagers, Priest Tomate smiled and spoke.

"Captain Qi, let's go!"

"Um."

When the two boarded the deck, the sea and the sky suddenly widened. The fresh sea breeze spreads over the surface, making people feel refreshed.

"This time, let Puap stay on the boat, and I'll get you off the boat."

The old militiaman looked at the small town by the sea and said leisurely.

"There is no shortage of fresh water on board, just add some food. Let's go early and return early, and leave that day."

"good!"

Priest Tomat nodded in satisfaction. He thought for a while and added.

"Then for the translation this time, use the captured Toltec remnant, Usto. He should have no problem with daily conversations."

"Okay! That Usto is not very courageous, so there will be no problems."

The old militiaman thought for a while and agreed. The two leaders bowed their heads at the same time, praying sincerely.

"Lord God bless! May the fleet go smoothly!"

As the sun rose and set, everyone was in a hurry. The old militia commanded the sailors to make up the supplies on board. Priest Tomat met the god-born nobles in the town, told the prophecy of divine revelation, left a gift of gems, and left in a hurry.

Then, the expedition fleet set off again. The further east you go, the denser the jungle along the coast, and large swamps are scattered among the forests. If there is no guide, such terrain deep inland, it is almost fatal. The fleet traveled eastward for 250 miles before arriving at the next large village for supplies, Huoyan Village.

Fire Salt Village is the ruling center of the Chijin Chiefdom. That's right, the largest settlement in the chiefdom is a coastal village. As the name suggests, this is the most important salt-producing area along the northern coast. There are many small lagoons along the coast of Huoyan Village. The lake water is connected to the sea water. After years of being evaporated by the sun, it has accumulated into a salt lake with extremely high concentration. As long as the mouth of the small salt lake is blocked, there are many natural salt fields.

This coastal area is the largest salt producing area on the entire peninsula. The emergence of the Qijin chiefdom is the coastal tribes forming an alliance with each other in order to defend the huge profits of the salt lake to resist the clans in the south. After all, the land along the coast is barren, and the Qijin chiefdom needs to obtain food supplements through the salt trade. Similarly, the tribes here do not need to spend a lot of time farming, and they are constantly fighting with the various tribes who are greedy for salt production areas. The folk customs are both united and fierce.

"Qijin Chiefdom is a tribal alliance along the coast, with a population of tens of thousands. There is no leader in charge of the various ministries, and more of the ministries are watching and helping each other. They also believe in the **** of war, the patron saint of merchants, Ike Quwa. For coming to trade The Qijin chiefdom is also the most friendly. As for the 'fire' in the fire salt, it refers to the hundreds of red flamingos on the shore!"

Having not seen the sun for many days, Tikalo looked a little pale. He maintained a calm expression, still gently explaining the various forces.

"The Kapur clan in the inland south has long coveted the Qijin chiefdom that produces salt along the coast. It's just that the Qijin chiefdom is quite united and has a strong folk style. They get rich through trade, and they don't need to put a lot of money into farmland. With 60,000 to 70,000 people, tens of thousands of tribal fighters can be mobilized to guard the salt pond. They also control the salt supply of various states, and their weapons and equipment are not weak."

"The Kapoor clan was hostile to the Xiwu family, so they couldn't go north with all their strength. Without full confidence, they kept peace with the Qijin chiefdom. On the one hand, they won over the border tribes in the central and western part of the Qijin chiefdom, and continued to marry them. They are members of the clan. On the other hand, they also secretly instigated the vassal Tais clan to send troops from the Kulubá water city (Kulubá) to sneak attack and plunder the eastern saltworks of the Qijin chiefdom, and consume each other's strength."

Speaking of this, Tikalo's expression was solemn, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and his face was vigilant towards the Kapoor clan.

"To this day, there has been a rift between the eastern and western tribes of the Chijin Chiefdom. The Kapoor family is very patient, like a water snake devouring a beaver, slowly invading the Chijin Chiefdom. If you give them decades In time, they have a good chance to annex the coastal Chijin chiefdom and the vassal Tais clan at the same time. At that time, with the income from Yanchi, the Kapoor family will leap forward, surpassing the Xiwu family, and become the leader of the peninsula. The most powerful force!"

"So that's the situation!"

Priest Tomat listened patiently and thoughtfully. It sounds like the Chikin Chiefdom is a wealthier, smaller Puton tribe. I don't know if there is a chance to spread the fire of the main **** here.

"Tikalo, the tribal leaders of Firesalt Village, enshrine Eke, the patron saint of merchants. Are their beliefs pious?"

Hearing this, Ticaro thought for a while, and he knew it. He pondered for a while and explained.

"Dear Priest Tomat, the Qijin chiefdom believes in many gods, and they don't mind enshrining one more god. But the main **** of each of their tribes must be one of the sun **** and the patron saint of merchants."

"The sun god? The sun **** believed by the theocratic chiefdom of Cher?"

Hearing this, Priest Tomat frowned. He was keenly aware of something, so he asked carefully.

"There are also missionary priests from other tribes here?"

"Exactly!"

Ticaro nodded heavily.

"The main **** of the sun enshrined in the theocratic chiefdom of Chel was originally another face of the snake **** Itsumna. But after the Mayapan Kingdom split, in order to draw a line with the main **** of the snake believed by the Xiwu family, Kapoor Both the clan and the Qier chiefdom enshrine the sun god. The hostility between the two sides extends from territory and politics to the gods of belief."

"And the Qier theocratic chiefdom and the Kapoor clan are joining hands to spread the belief of the Sun Lord God among the western tribes of the Qijin chiefdom. The rift between the eastern and western tribes of the Qijin chiefdom has gradually widened. And the Kingdom of the Lake If you want to spread the glory of the Lord God here, you are fighting against the three parts of Kapoor, Qier and Qijin at the same time... I am afraid that there is still an opportunity!"

Hearing the secrets of the various ministries, Priest Tomate rubbed his brows, feeling a little troublesome. The Mayapan Kingdom was broken into pieces, and the intrigues among the various ministries emerged endlessly. And these descendants of Mayan gods, who have been passed down for thousands of years, have writing, and are well-developed in mathematics, are obviously more complicated than the plateau ministries, and they have played tricks in all aspects.

"This lowland Maya with a radius of 800 miles is really like an ant's nest in a melee! To clean it up completely, only tens of thousands of alliance troops come from the sea and launch a divine war to kill thousands of gods!"

Priest Tomat was furious secretly, but remained calm on the face. It's a pity that the location here is too far away from the alliance, and the jungle environment is very difficult, so the army's logistics cannot be maintained at all. For quite a long time, the alliance had to compromise and cooperate with the Mayan ministries.

"Unless... there is some irresistible force that completely breaks the supremacy of the Mayan gods, and wipes out these nobles and priests who have been intertwined for thousands of years and have inherited family beliefs..."

Two steps away, the old militiaman was also lost in thought. Ticaro glanced at him quietly, his face was pale, his expression was adjusted to be weak, and he begged in a low voice.

"Respected Captain Chihuaco, please let me go out to get some fresh air! The Kapoor clan is in Huoyan Village, and there are caravan leaders who specialize in buying salt, usually held by important members of the clan. The Kapoor clan is hostile to the Xiwu family. It is a natural ally of the kingdom. If you want to communicate with the Kapoor clan, I can be a translator and a link..."

Hearing this, the old militiaman raised his eyebrows. He looked at Priest Tomat and asked in a low voice.

"Is the fleet going to contact the Kapoor clan?"

"Um..."

Priest Tomat stroked his chin, groaning silently. After a while, he thought about his encounter with the Guardian Clan of Kanur, made up his mind, and looked at the old militia again.

"Captain Qi, what do you think?"

"Well... two mountain leopards are facing each other in the jungle, and there are a group of wild dogs beside them. We killed one mountain leopard cub, and the other mountain leopard, what will happen to us?"

The old militiaman thought for a while and asked with a smile.

"Will they take the initiative to come forward and form an alliance with us?"

"Haha! It depends on what we are."

Hearing the old militiaman's question, Priest Tomate smiled knowingly.

"If there are 8,000 warriors in the fleet, we are an invincible black bear, and the Kapoor clan will come forward to form an alliance. If the fleet has 2,000 warriors, we are the mighty ones in the jungle. The jaguar can also intimidate the ministries and gain the upper hand in communication..."

"But now, we only have more than 200 sailors, more than 200 soldiers, and dozens of wounded among them. Even if the kingdom's equipment is superior, there is no way to offset the several times difference in strength."

Thinking of the wounded on board, the old militiaman gave Ticaro another hard look. The Mayan businessman shrank his neck, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the old militiaman pointing, and the figures on both sides moved. Then, a ball of drool-filled, sour yellow cotton cloth was stuffed into his mouth again.

"Uh...uh...uh!"

The old militiaman turned his eyes away from the struggling old fox. He thought for a while, and came to a certain conclusion.

"The only ones who really know the strength of the alliance are Ticaro and the remnants of Mayapan behind him. Therefore, in the eyes of the Maya tribes in the lowlands, we are now just kestrels flying from the west. Although we fly fast, we may not be able to beat a An ordinary dirt dog, not to mention a mountain leopard in the jungle!"

"That's right! Without strength, there is no basis for forming an alliance. Even if you form an alliance, you will still be bullied by the other party, asking for benefits, or even serving as cannon fodder!"

The corner of Priest Tomat's mouth raised, feeling a sense of confidant. Fortunately, there was an old militiaman in the fleet. If there were two Puaps, this exploration... Priest Tomat shook his head secretly and made a decision with a smile.

"In this case, then we will not stay here any longer! After a little resupply, we will go to Shahu Town, two hundred miles to the east! After Shahu Town, it is the last berth of the Maya in the lowlands, Port Ekab! Further on , is the Cuban Snake Island in the East China Sea! God bless you!"

"Okay! Lord God bless you!"

The two leaders of the fleet bowed their heads again and prayed sincerely. Seeing the expressions of the two bowing their heads in prayer, Ti Kalo lowered his eyes and became quiet. He sighed softly, both helpless and relieved.

"Hey! If you take the gems of the fleet as your interests and the kingdom's force as your guarantee, use the Kokom family as the link of communication, form an alliance with the Kanur guardian clan, the Kapoor clan, and the theocratic chiefdom of Cher, and send troops to the Xiwu family together. ..With such success, the Kekemu family will not become a puppet of the kingdom or any party under the restraint of various forces!...It's just...that's all..."

Ticaro shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He knew that the kingdom's fleet would withdraw from the vortex of the Mayan tribes and continue to complete the route of exploration. And this, for the remnants of Mayapan, is a long wait and patience.

The spring breeze is warm and the greenery is verdant. The kingdom's fleet continued to sail for two hundred miles, stopping at Shahu Town, trading gems, and proclaiming divine prophecies.

This is already the territory of the Ekab chiefdom alliance. More than a dozen scattered city-states, under the leadership of the Yandao Holy Land, together form a loose defense alliance. They have no ambitions to expand, and their forces are distributed in the easternmost part of the peninsula, and the important city-states are all along the coast. Most of the inland territories of the chiefdom are sparsely populated and lush jungles.

The chiefdom of Eqab is geographically isolated, detached from the ministries, and has very few battles with the ministries. When the fleet was in Honghu Town, what they saw was the caravans coming and going, the trade continued, and a peaceful scene. And here, the fleet also discovered a local Mayan galleon fleet, which obviously carried magic smoke from Eastern Cuba, and even sailors with Taino appearance.

However, this Mayan merchant fleet was a little wary when they saw the kingdom's long ship coming from the east. They inquired about the origin and whereabouts of the kingdom's fleet, and traded tobacco for gems, but never mentioned the Cuban Snake Island where the tobacco came from.

After discussing with Priest Tomat, the old militiamen also reached an agreement not to disclose the purpose of the fleet's voyage, but only to trade tobacco. The two parties completed the transaction amid suspicion. Then, the fleet set sail again, heading for the most northeastern port of the peninsula, Port Ekab, under the suspicious eyes of the local Mayan merchants.

Two days later, the Kingdom's fleet maintained its strength and traveled more than a hundred miles to reach the final supply point, Ekab Port. This is a small seaside port, and all kinds of supplies are relatively expensive, but they are still sufficient. The sailors and warriors of the fleet finally got the chance to go ashore to recuperate.

The old militiaman Chihuaco also found a nearby Mayan village and placed thirty or forty wounded members of the Kingdom fleet in the village for recuperation. Then, everyone held a dinner in Ekab Harbor and bought a few large wild animals hunted by the locals, the Central American tapir.

"Huh? What kind of beast is this? It's bigger than a deer, it has a lot of meat, and it's not bad... Well, it's much better than a stinky pig, and it's about the same as a crocodile. I don't know, can you take it back and raise it?"

Huitu Puap ate meat in large chunks and drank fruit wine in big gulps. He thought about taking one of these beasts back, maybe His Majesty would like it.

"I heard from the locals that tapirs are similar to deer. They are vegetarians. They are very clever and have a wild temper. When they resist, they have some strength and cannot be raised."

The old militia Chihuaco smiled, drank a glass of muddy fruit wine, and said leisurely.

"Don't think so much! The fleet is here to rest for a few days before going across the sea. The sea is vast, and there will be unpredictable storms on the sea without a coast reference. In the last few days, give me food and sleep. , for the rest of the voyage, you will have to risk your life!"

Hearing this, everyone was a little silent. Priest Tomat looked serious, and held up a glass of fruit wine in front of the bonfire at night. He stood up solemnly, led the crowd to face west, and praised loudly.

"Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness, God-inspired, for guiding us to this place!"

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Then, he turned to the east again, looked at the boundless coast, imagined the Cuban Snake Island in the depths of the East China Sea, and prayed loudly.

"The Lord God blesses! He used boundless power to bless the devout believers and arrived at Cuban Snake Island!"

"The Lord God blesses! He used boundless power to bless the devout believers and arrived at Cuban Snake Island!"

Everyone prayed solemnly, showed determination, and uttered the most resolute cry. At this point, there is no room for turning back, only to move forward!

"Repair for ten days, and go eastward! If you don't get to Cuban Snake Island, you will never look back!"

The high-pitched shouts echoed in front of the bonfire by the sea. The bright moon rises in the east, leading the fearless cry, down to the depths of the waves. This is the end of the old days, and it is about to be a new beginning, infinitely broad~

..23xstxt.

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