Chapter 484: Exploration of the Lake Kingdom, the End of the Northern Voyage!

The sky in March is clear, like the waters near the sea, showing a distant light blue and endless depth. The bright skylight fell, and the wilderness was vast and vast, intertwined with gray and dark brown. The narrow land between the sea suddenly opened up here, extending to the east, west and north, turning into an endless desert. And some green mountains undulate in the north, extending into the depths of the desert, turning into brown at the end of the sky!

Chihuaco stood on the sand dunes along the coast, staring blankly at the vast world he had never seen before. He had never imagined that the north of the world could be so vast! The fleet has been at sea for several months, and finally reached the end of the ocean, this northern continent with no end!

"Priest Mecat, where are we now?"

"Captain, we are between 31 and 32 degrees of the North Star, 18 degrees from the mouth of the North Star of the Tulsas River, and have traveled 13 or 14 degrees!"

Mecat opened his eyes wide and looked towards the wasteland to the north and the mountains at the end of the sky. He couldn't help but marvel.

"O Lord God! We have traveled all the way to the northwest. In the past four months, we have traveled nearly five thousand miles! And according to the songs of the Sri people, this vast northern continent may still be five thousand miles away!"

"Blessed by the Lord God! Such a vast land! If we can explore it, it will be a great achievement!"

Puap looked excited. He held the sun amulet around his neck tightly and prayed in a trembling voice.

"O Lord God, O Ancestor! The tribes in the North are so barbaric, but they occupy such an endless continent! If the kingdom goes north, maybe I, Huitu Puap, will have the opportunity to be a state in this far North. King of the country!”

"Five thousand miles of coast, five thousand miles of land, how can there be ten thousand miles to the north of the world?!"

Chihuaco muttered. It was hard for him to imagine how vast a distance ten thousand miles was. I'm afraid rowing alone will take seven or eight months, right? . According to Pikam, where will this endless northern continent extend? What kind of scene will there be at the end of the mountains and the sea? And what kind of tribes are there in this boundless land? .

He thought for a long time, with a hint of hidden yearning, a bit of curiosity to explore, and an inexplicable fear that exceeded his cognition. After a while, he let out a long sigh and cursed in a low voice.

"Hey! Blind God, how could you create such a big land with your eyes closed? If your blind Majesty knew that I would probably not be able to live well in the rest of my life!"

Puap raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the strong sunlight above his head. It was already mid-March, and more than ten days had passed since the battle on Shantori Island.

That night, Old Man Qi and the captured chief, Lobster Pickham, swore an oath of blood and made a promise to each other. Afterwards, Pikam told everything he knew about the situation in the North.

The Sri people occupy the coastal Sonoran Desert, and their footprints extend north, south, and east to west. In the mountains directly east of them are the Opatans who established a city-state and occupied the Copper Mountain. To the northeast of them, in the distant basins and plains, was the hunting and brave Apache Alliance.

As for the north of the various tribes of Sri, there are more barbaric desert people with poor language, Tohono-Odum. The Desert People are entrenched in the northern desert. They are similar to the Sri People, except that they cannot fish, their population is sparse, and their temperament is more aggressive. From time to time, they would go south to fight with the Sri tribe in the north of the bay and plunder food and women.

Pickam said that the desert people were even poorer than the Sri people and did not even have feathered hats! The location where the fleet landed at this time was approximately the junction between the Desert People and the Sri People.

The northwest of the Sri people is the place of origin in their songs. Legend has it that there are bays, fertile soil, rivers and mountains. The northwest boundary that Sri's various ministries actually visited was a huge salt lake about five hundred miles northwest of here.

"The ancestors said that the lake water there is salty! However, there are two large rivers flowing from the north, but the river water is not salty. Farming can be done along the river, and a lot of food is harvested every year. Crops cannot be grown around the salt lake, but there are many wetlands, grass and trees With prey, it can feed many tribesmen! I remember that there is an owl song about the legend of the northwest! The owl wakes up at night, hungry. He flies down from the top of the low tree and pounces on the hare and the lake fish. Have a hearty meal.”

When it comes to the salt lake, Pickham's eyes sparkle. All the tribes in Sri Lanka know the wealth there. However, such a prosperous place is naturally occupied by powerful tribes.

"The people who occupy the Salt Lake and the northwest mountains are the Kumeyaay! They use the Salt Lake as their ancestral home. They have the legend of the spirit at the bottom of the lake and prohibit all tribes from migrating to the lake. They are numerous, good at archery, and good at running. They are powerful northern tribes who live in houses made of tree branches and stone. They also fish, ride on reed rafts, and occasionally come to the bay. By the way, they also have extremely sharp stone weapons, and yours. The dagger looks very similar! And further to the northwest, there are the Chumash people who speak the Hokan language!”

"Rich salt lakes, obsidian weapons? The Kumeya people to the northwest, the Chumash people further northwest?"

Thinking of these strange tribal names, Puap felt dizzy. As the fleet explored, news from countless tribes flashed out one after another like stars in the sky from the endless continent.

"Hmph! They are just small tribes with tens of thousands of people! As long as your majesty gives me a legion, I can crush them one by one and conquer them all!"

Puap looked at the northern sky, his eyes full of desire, greed and confidence.

However, he seemed to have never thought about how the kingdom could support the food supply of a legion in the desolate north thousands of miles away if a war was launched? And if these tribes fled into the mountains and hid in the vast desert, how to deal with them?

The old militiaman Chivaco didn't think so much. He didn't have any greed in his heart, only awe of the vast world and adherence to his own duties. He thought of his experience in the past ten days, and he asked Pikamu before letting him go.

"Lobster, my friend! Are these gray-white stones on the island condensed from bird droppings? Can they fertilize the fields?"

"Uh, friend, what is fertilizing the fields?"

"It makes plants grow vigorously."

"Haha! Friend, look at this big island, it's full of gray-white stones, but there's almost no green. Although they are made of bird droppings, how can they make plants grow vigorously? The tribe once tried to plant something on the island. However, the plants planted could not grow at all! The priests said that there is the power of the spirit whale here, which will kill creatures that do not belong to the island!"

".What about the other islands in the west?"

"It's the same! The islands where birds live have no precipitation, only desolate gray and white, or brown and yellow soil!"

Chihuaco nodded heavily with a lot on his mind. Then, as agreed, he sent Chief Pikamu to the seashore of the eastern continent and gave him a bag of tortillas. Because the Sri warriors on Shanniao Island are on guard day and night, and there are small boats spying, if the fleet lands, it will definitely cause a fight and cause unnecessary casualties.

"Friend, I will abide by my oath and put you back to the tribe! We are about to leave and will not land on your ancestral land! The Lake Tribe, the Conkaxli people, are friends!"

"Okay! I will also abide by my oath and tell the chiefs of each tribe everything that happened! As long as you leave your ancestral land, you are a friend of my lobster tribe! As for other tribes, I will try my best to convince them!"

Pikam held his cut right hand and promised solemnly. The two of them were full of thoughts and touched their foreheads hard again. Then, Pikam carried his bag on his back and went south alone to Shanniao Island where the tribes gathered.

And Chiwako led the fleet to continue north to the end of the bay. Gray Earth Puapu wanted to land in the north so that he could go back and tell his majesty about his merits. As for the old militiaman himself.

"We have been out to sea for so long, let's go to the end of the sea and take a look!. I am afraid that I will never have the chance to come again in this life for such a long journey."

So, the fleet left the vicinity of Shanniao Island and spent two days to find the big island with birds in the northwest and dug some grayish-white and yellowish guano stones. This island is slightly narrow and long, attached to the narrow peninsula in the west. The mountains on the island are lower and more arid. There is no trace of green and no river can be seen. The area of ​​the island is similar to that of Shanniao Island.

Chihuaco looked at the seabirds on the island that also covered the sky, thought about it, and gave it a new name.

"Snake Bird Island!"

Because when the fleet landed, they encountered several pythons on the edge of the island. Birds flying in the sky and snakes swimming on the ground, together, are called "Snake Bird Island". (Today's Islangel de la Guarda, Baja California, Mexico)

Then, the fleet set out from Snake Bird Island, sailed all the way north, and approached the eastern continent again. They traveled north for eight or nine days, a distance of nearly 700 miles, until the north-south coast turned east-west, and finally arrived at the end of the bay!

At the end of the bay, everyone happened to encounter a fight between a group of desert people and Sri people. There were only seven or eight people on both sides, stabbing each other with stone short spears, shooting wolf-tooth short arrows, fighting to the death on the edge of the river, bleeding! And the target of their desperate fight was nothing more than two wild deer that were shot and fell to the ground, bleeding.

Seeing the huge paddle boat coming, both the desert people and the Sri people were shocked and looked at the seaside in surprise. They were in awe and panic for the big ship they had never seen before!

Puapu stood at the bow of the boat, and raised his hand and shot the leader of the desert people to death with an arrow from dozens of steps away. The desert people were almost naked, with strange patterns all over their bodies. Only the leader had a wolf skin headband on his head, which could be distinguished at a glance.

The desert people looked at the number of people on the boat, and then they scattered and fled to the northern sand sea. The Sri people did not chase, but looked at the big ship vigilantly. The feathered headman whispered a few words, and one of them dropped his weapon, held the dead deer shot by an arrow, and placed it in front of the kingdom's fleet. The Sri people themselves kept a hunted deer.

Chivaco led the warriors ashore and came to the sand dunes. He did not take the prey of the Sri people, but asked the mountain bird to translate and ask the location of this place.

Although the Sri leader was vigilant, he did not hide it. The events in the southern ancestral land were nearly 700 miles away, and they were not reported here at all. He answered affirmatively.

"Foreigners, this is the end of the bay and the edge of the northern desert! Going further north is the desolate and boundless northern continent!"

Hearing this, everyone in the fleet cheered. The captain had already promised that the fleet would turn back after reaching the end of the sea.

"Praise the Lord! We have reached the end of the sea! We have reached the border of the northern continent! And here is the northernmost point of our voyage!"

The Easter egg chapter is the location of the Kumeya people, in the southernmost part of California today.