The autumn is clear and clear, the fine sand is white, the beach is very wide, and the waves roll at the mouth of the river. The vast Pacific Ocean and the turbulent Columbia River collide here, making the surrounding rivers and lakes present changing colors.

Mickey the Knower squats on the bank of the river, with the low tribal village behind, the wide river in front, the docked longboat on the right, and Zuvaro sitting cross-legged on the left.

"Zouaro, what do we do?"

"Huh? What should I do?"

"Witness of the Lord God! This Crathorpe tribe thought we were the enemies who were chasing us. In order to protect all the villagers, they surrendered to us..."

The knowledgeable Miki rested his chin, looking at the flowing river, his face was disillusioned like a dream.

"But I thought they were inspired by God and took the initiative to convert! Or they were...cough! We also called the priests of the fleet and collectively held a conversion ceremony for them!...I said how they were so excited that they were crying. It turned out to be the sadness of the perishing of the tribe... and what's even more absurd is that we didn't understand what happened until seven days later through reluctant exchanges!"

"Ha! Mickey, what do you want to think? The jaguar has eaten the rabbit in its stomach, so why not spit it out?"

Expedition Captain Zuvaro smiled, with a look of indifference.

"Isn't it good now? This tribe of more than a hundred people has voluntarily joined us and converted to the main god. This kind of miracle inspired by the main **** can even be recorded in the epic and pave the way for our exploration." The glory of God!...With their village, the kingdom also has a ready-made port camp. These people are also skilled in building huts. In eight or nine days, they built more than a dozen small huts..."

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"That's right! Tomorrow you continue to follow the plan, select a dozen of the fifty people we want to leave behind, arrange marriages with all the unmarried women in this tribe, and hold a wedding... Oh! Remember to let that old grandmother river water Together, attend as a representative of the woman..."

"Proselytization, intermarriage, and establishment of tribes... With such a set, the kingdom will be established here! Besides, with the protection of the warriors of the kingdom, this swamp tribe doesn't have to worry about possible enemies... And wait for this group The tribe has almost digested it, so I went to find another small tribe to annex it!...I have been figuring it out for the past few days, you said, this is a way to annex it by force!..."

"Zuvalo! The situation around this big river is different from other places! We have to be more cautious!..."

The knowledgeable Mickey spoke solemnly with a solemn expression.

"The swamp part of the Crathorpe people can be easily conquered by us... because they migrated all the way from the upper reaches and fought with the hostile tribes. They have suffered heavy casualties and exhausted for a long time! Their fighting spirit of resistance was captured by the migration and The casualties are gone. And fleeing all the way to the sea, there is nowhere to escape...And such a coincidental opportunity, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet again..."

"Ha! Mickey, think about it, why did they migrate? Isn't that because there are aggressive and aggressive tribes upstream? And these tribes are fighting each other, just like a few wolves competing for the wolf king. Deer, rabbits, and birds are running around everywhere!..."

Expedition Captain Zuwaro stroked his chin, his eyes sparkling. The current chaotic situation, to him, was like a bobtail cat smelling fish, eager to pounce on it.

"Bless the lord! This chaotic situation is a good opportunity for the warriors of our kingdom to show off their mighty force! With our strength, we can completely destroy hundreds of tribes in this area in the name of protecting the tribes of Crassop. Folks, gather them all!..."

"The military power of the kingdom? Zuvaro, we only have two hundred people and four boats now! How many people do you want to keep here? How many casualties will you have if you encounter a really large-scale enemy and a fight? You know, the people in the upper valley A few large tribes may be able to mobilize hundreds or even thousands of warriors!..."

The knowledgeable Mickey frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"What's more...we have already learned the location of the 'Bay of Hundred Lakes' from the old grandmother's river! That vast, huge bay full of lakes is a truly unprecedented big harbor. It must be the prophecy of His Majesty The place! And there is just to the northeast of us, news can be sent by land and river, and even tribes migrated from there. According to my estimation, it should be between -48 degrees north latitude, and we are already It's 46 degrees north latitude!..."

"Hmm... The Bay of Hundred Lakes, the great bay predicted by His Majesty, is indeed within sight!...The number of people left here..."

Hearing this, Zuvaro pursed his lips and rubbed his face in distress. After a while, he suppressed the urge to colonize and put the exploration task at the forefront.

"Okay! Mickey, then we will keep two long boats and a hundred people here. This North Harbor will be handed over to the first-level missionary priests, brothers Tushan and Tuhe! They cooperate, so I feel more at ease. Some. Then, we will continue to arrive at the prophesied big harbor with the remaining two longships!"

"Ah? Are you going to leave two ships and two preaching priests?"

Hearing this, the knowledgeable Mickey was surprised. When the kingdom's fleet first set sail, each long ship had a missionary priest. And right now, leaving half of the remaining four longships here means...

"Zuvalo! You want to manage this place as the most important port in the north of Xishan Port? Aren't you going to set up a port in the big port predicted by His Majesty?"

"Well... the Lord God witnesses! When we reach the Great Bay, the fleet will find a port~lightnovelpub.net~ to set up a supply point. Didn’t the cedar shaman tell us that there is a very powerful rock in the Great Bay? The River Tribe..."

The exploration captain Zuvaro smiled and explained patiently.

"Mickey, you've also heard the news about the 'Bay of a Hundred Lakes'. The climate there is warmer, and the catches are abundant. It's a place where many fishing and hunting tribes fight! ... I'm a little uncertain about the situation there. , I dare not rashly build the main port there... because the kingdom's strength in the north is still insufficient after all! One hundred people stay there, it is really difficult to deter the big tribes around..."

"And the current estuary is visible and tangible! The tribes of these Crathorpes are small and loose, and they don't have any stubborn beliefs. They can easily eat... oh, integrate! Therefore, it is better to focus on the management of Beigang here first!... What's more, we need to demarcate the territory first and subdue enough power. In this way, even if the tribes in the upper reaches annex each other and decide a real strongman, we will not be able to get rid of it. Stretch it here! . . . "

"What's more, it's already the beginning of October. This year's exploration, probably at the Great Bay, should come to an end... And the next thing is to get familiar with the climate of the Northland and accumulate more experience... After all, we have already started from 26 north latitude. The great Yorem tribe of 20 degrees, and the town of Regin in the Kingdom, came to this river at 46 degrees north latitude, and established the North Port of the Kingdom!... A full 20 degrees north to explore and colonize... You should also get used to it, this north The ground is freezing... and when the support from the follow-up kingdom comes up and enough power has been accumulated, we will consider the expansion of the Bay of Hundred Lakes!"

The big river flows westward, and the mountains and forests are vast and verdant. The knowledgeable Mickey listened to Zuvalo's plan, looked at the magnificent rivers and mountains in the Northland, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded heavily.

"The Lord God bless the fleet! Good!..."