Chapter 990 A New Route for North America: Exile and Relocation!

It was late summer, Yunshe Mountain City was warm and hot, and the mountains on the plateau were lush. The metasequoia in the temple is tall and strong, and the trunk has black and red marks stained with blood after being burnt. The white oak outside the temple is bare, its bark and leaves already eaten.

"The fire scorched the tall trees, and the people devoured all the bark. The descendants of the gods sacrificed here, and the statues of the gods rotted and collapsed...The light fell, the blood stains disappeared, and all the glory belongs to the Lord God!..."

The warrior chief Berthard looked at the scenes inside and outside the temple with a calm expression. He knew everything that happened here, and he also knew about the sacrifice held yesterday, but he didn't personally participate. Afterwards, he ordered his personal guards to summon the important participants in yesterday's sacrifice to arrange the final matters.

"Go! Call the black snake Telcott!"

"Yes, Marshal Holy Eagle!"

A moment later, the black snake Telcott bowed and came respectfully. At this time, he had already changed into a dark green Mexica battle suit, and he also wore the sun amulet of the Lord God around his neck. The most eye-catching thing is the red emblem of the main god carved on his forehead. Just looking at the width and depth of the stone dagger's incisions would make one's forehead ache.

"The Lord God blesses you! Dear Marshal Holy Eagle, the Black Snake salutes you!..."

"Yes. Black Snake Telcott, according to His Highness's promise, will grant you the status of a second-class hereditary nobleman in the kingdom. And your fiefdom is in the far northern continent, a bay valley with a mild climate (today's Morro Bay, between Los Angeles and San Francisco). Near that bay, there is a tribe of northern Salinans called the Oak Department!"

"Praise the supreme Lord God! Praise benevolent Highness! Praise you even more, the brave Marshal of the Holy Eagle!..."

Although the descendant of the revered Cloud Snake was reduced to a hereditary nobleman of the kingdom, Black Snake had a happy face and respectfully knelt down to salute. After all, being able to become a hereditary noble of the kingdom is equivalent to gaining a foothold in the alliance and kingdom sweeping the world. It's just that the location of this fief...

"Northern Continent, Bay Valley, where is it?... Salinan, Oak Department, what is it?..."

After thinking about it, Black Snake Telcott decided that he had never heard of such a place, let alone the Salinan tribe.

The warrior chief Bertard smiled quietly, and did not tell Black Snake that the location of this fief was "only" seven thousand miles away in the northwest of the world. And the Northern Exploration Fleet Letter, which arrived a month ago, put forward a request to add a supply port between Xishan Port and Sanshan Port, and this was the arrangement for the Black Snake fiefdom... Botard remained calm, just calmly talking about the next plan.

"Black Snake, His Highness gave you the quota of 800 tribes. But the two villages of Cloud Snake combined, more than 1,000 people survived. I will hand over these surviving tribes to you as your tribal fiefs!..."

"The navy of the Kingdom will first transport you to Zicao County along the Talsas River. There, there will be a miraculous sacrifice of the 'Eye of the Lord God'. You need to participate in the sacrifice, and then listen to the preaching priest of the Lord God...At the end of the year, the Inquisition in Zicao County will examine the beliefs of your tribe. At least memorize important scriptures and prayers..."

"At the beginning of next year, the third batch of kingdom fleets going north will bring you more than a thousand people to that valley, which is your Black Snake fiefdom. The area of ​​the valley is very vast, and no one restricts your development... The kingdom fleet will provide you with food and tools for pioneering, and send priests of the main god. As for the construction of the fief, it's up to you!"

Speaking of this, the warrior chief Bertard thought for a while. He recalled the Black Snake Warriors he saw and the Cloud Snake Warriors who surrendered.

Although these Tlaxcala noble warriors looked sallow and thin and weak, they were just hungry. In fact, with the tighter organization of these noble warriors and the fighting power that they fought out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they undoubtedly had an absolute advantage in the face of the small and medium-sized tribes in the northern continent.

However, the kingdom did not trust these warriors of the god-born nobles. They lost their power, status, wealth and tribe in the conquest of the kingdom. They have lost too much, but they have too much traditional influence on ordinary tribal fighters. Therefore, it is impossible for the kingdom to include them into the newly-built legion, and usually sacrifice and execute them!

But right now, the exploration and development of the northern continent has brought a new choice: after conversion, these unbelievable descendants of gods, nobles and warriors are exiled and moved to the distant northern continent!

On the northern continent, the descendants of gods and nobles are just isolated strongholds. They lost their connection with their original tribe, just like a fish without water, unable to jump up and down. And when they open up and fight for their own fief, they don't need to consider whether they are loyal or not.

When settlements and small fiefdoms were established one by one, the colonization of the northern continent and the strongholds of the northern air route became a line. And these isolated and helpless small fiefdoms are the hard-working pioneers of the kingdom in the north, and they are also the providers of fleet supplies. It is impossible for them to resist the kingdom, and even if developed, they cannot be hostile to the kingdom. After all, in addition to food, the important supplies they need, including metal tools, weapons and equipment, sacrificial gems, feather clothes and cotton clothes, all have to be provided by the kingdom's fleet!

"The new route opened up in the north, the exile and relocation of the descendants of the gods and nobles... Your Highness is really kind and wise!..."

The warrior captain Bertard's thoughts turned, thinking of His Highness's letter not long ago, and the embarrassment strategy mentioned emphatically, he couldn't help but feel emotional. He stretched out his hand, patted the black snake Telcott's shoulder, and exhorted him patiently.

"Black Snake, wait for the northern fleet of the Kingdom to transport you to the fiefdom, and provide you with an additional batch of leather armor, axes, spears, bows and arrows! Most of your tribe are strong warriors, and there is no woman to continue the tribe...The Salinan Oak tribe has only five or six hundred people, and the other tribes are not large...It is a good choice for integration!..."

"Ah! Open up fiefdoms and integrate local tribes?..."

Hearing this, Black Snake Telcott's eyes flickered, thinking in his heart. The Lord God knocked him down from a high peak, but it seemed that he gave him a barren wilderness, leaving behind a new hope in the unknown distance to the north...

"May the Lord God bless you!..."

Hearing Black Snake's sincere prayer, Warrior Captain Berthard nodded in satisfaction. He turned around, looked at the old militiaman Chihuaco in the corner, and said in a deep voice.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Your Highness already has a plan to explore the southern continent. Captain Chivaco, you need to prepare early!... Now that the Cloud Snake City has fallen, you can return to the Kingdom of the Lake, recuperate for a while, and stay at home for a while... After all, when the voyage to the southern continent starts, the unpredictable fate will once again surround the sea of ​​death..."

Hearing "go home", the face of the old militiaman Chihuaco showed a bright color. But soon, he remembered the endless turbulent sea, and his expression darkened again.

"God bless! Thank you! Marshal Holy Eagle! I heard that you are going to Cuba... If you have time, I can tell you a good story, the Taino people in Cuba..."

"Okay! I'll have a good chat with you!"

The warrior chief Bertard nodded quietly, affirmatively responding. Finally, he looked at the young Dark Snake and asked aloud.

"Witness of the Lord God! Military nobleman Dark Snake, what are your plans? Do you want to follow your father to the northern fief...or do you want to continue to stay in the exploration fleet and serve the kingdom?"

"Me?...I think..."

The young Dark Snake opened his eyes wide, eager to make a choice. However, when the words came to his mouth, he saw his father's black snake's beckoning eyes again, and remembered his father's stern instructions... After a while, he lowered his head sadly and replied in a low voice.

"The Lord God bless! I would like to stay in the fleet and continue to serve the kingdom!"

"oh?"

Hearing this answer, the warrior chief Bertard was slightly taken aback. He took a deep look at the young Dark Snake, then at the respectful Black Snake Telcott, and calmly ended the conversation.

"Very good! Not bad! Dark Snake, if you can survive and return from the voyage to the southern continent...then there will definitely be a place for you in the future of the kingdom!..."

"Okay, you can go back... may the Lord God bless you!"