Chapter 849 Second Kingdom Exploration, By the Heron River

The torrential rain in July came from the Caribbean Sea, crashing and sloping on the coast of this northern land. Outside the small Vastec village, the long river swelled. And the small lakes close to the seashore also converged to form a large lake of tens of miles.

"What's the name of this lake in the rainy season?"

The old militiaman squatted at the door of the village chief's hut, watching the heavy rain outside the house, while chatting with the wrinkled village elder. The village elder looked down and replied cautiously, with his head down.

"Master... this is Mangrove Lake."

"Don't call me Master... Call me... Forget it, don't be afraid, do as you please! Say, Mangrove Lake?"

"Yes! It's called that because there is a large mangrove forest around it."

"oh!"

The old militiaman smiled kindly. He didn't feel resentful because of the village elder's previous report. On the contrary, he was even a little grateful. If it wasn't for the village elders who attracted the dog-born warriors, he wouldn't have had the chance to meet his son.

"Then, what about this long river? What's its name?"

"My lord, this long river is called the Heron River. There are many herons staying by the river. From the uppermost reaches to the mouth here, there are all these big white birds... That's why it's called the Heron River."

"Is this also the name you gave?"

"No, it's not. The original tribe in this area, the Jananburi people, called it that. Some people seem to call it the 'River of Flowers'. Because there are many flowers by the river, spring and summer are all flowers..."

"Heron River... River of Flowers... What a beautiful river!..."

Hearing this, the old militiaman Chihuaco nodded. He recalled the scene by the river, the large wetlands, flowers and birds, with a smile on his face.

"How long is this river? Where does its upper reaches go?"

Hearing this, the village elder had a wrinkled face, thought for a while, and then said in a low voice.

"My lord, this river is very long, long, long...Drawing upstream to the west for many days, it is Warrior Lake. I heard that it flows down from the wilderness further west...As for the specifics, I don't know. ah!…"

"Warrior Lake..."

The old militiaman pondered for a while, then nodded again. He did not embarrass the village elders, but quietly watched the heavy rain outside the house, and the long river in the heavy rain.

In fact, the name of this long river in later generations is the Rio Soto La Marina (Rio Soto La Marina), a long river in northeastern Mexico that originates from the highland wilderness in the west. Near the estuary of the river where they are now, is the Sotto La Marina Wetland Delta, which is famous for its beautiful scenery and abundant birds. The flourishing flocks of birds have stayed for a long time, and natural fertilizers have been swayed for thousands of years, which has brought extremely fertile land.

In other words, this is a suitable place for farming, and the entire Heron River is hundreds of miles up and down!

The old militiaman looked at the wide long river, moved his eyes, and looked at a highland near the river. There, two acres of cassava fields have been reclaimed, and a new branch has emerged. And the vigorous vitality, and the crops that can nourish the entire land, are taking root and sprouting there.

"Do you remember how to grow cassava?"

"Remember, sir."

The village elder replied in a low voice with a bitter face.

"The villagers in the village also remember it."

Hearing this, the old militiaman smiled with satisfaction. He grabbed his son and planted the field for two days. As a result, the kid couldn't bear it anymore, and called the villagers directly to plant along with his father. The old militiaman tried to beat his son, but Chippewa retorted as he ran.

"Father! I am a dignified elite centurion. If you let me farm, you will make the tribal warriors look down on me! Besides, I am not such a material, and it is easy to forget after learning it. If you remember it wrong, don't you?" Did you teach it for nothing?...I asked fifty men from the village to learn with you! If you teach them well, it means I know it!..."

"Ah, that's right!...I want to take the soldiers to Warrior Lake! I have to tell Sister Alan personally about your news, and then get your longboat back. She doesn't like the Mexica, but For my sake, I will definitely help you!..."

"You boy!..."

The old militiamen chased for a while, but they couldn't catch up at all with their old arms and legs. He had no choice but to let his son go and focus on the villagers. And the performance of these villagers is indeed much better than that of the wasteland warrior Chippawa, which reassures him even more.

Thinking of this, he looked to the side, the village elders who were squatting together, and asked in a deep voice.

"How do you harvest the cassava? How do you eat it? Recite it."

"Uh... dig out that... root piece...then soak it in water for a day or two...wash it...peel it...cut it into pieces...you can eat it when it's cooked..."

"anything else?"

"Uh...it can be ground into flour, like cornmeal, and made into pancakes..."

"What must never be forgotten?"

"Well…"

"Um?"

"Oh! It's soaked in water. It must be soaked in water and peeled, otherwise it will be poisonous. If you eat it, you will die..."

The village elder looked bitter and sighed in his heart. All these things can poison people to death, and if they are required to grow them and eat them, wouldn't that be life-threatening? But he didn't dare not listen to what the old man said, he had to memorize it...

"Um!"

After listening, the old militiaman smiled with satisfaction. He smiled like this, put his arms around the village elder's shoulders, and said leisurely.

"Brother!... That kid brought people here and ate up all the turkeys and grains in the village... I planted this cassava field... Let it be a gift for you!..."

"Yes... yes! Master... I will listen to you whatever you say!..."

The heavy rain is irrigating the new cassava fields on this warm and humid northern coast. Two old guys farming, squatting at the entrance of the thatched house, looking at the green land and the long river, it's like a freehand pastoral painting.

It rained heavily on the beach for three or four days, and then it cleared up again. And several canoes came from the upper reaches along the rushing river. At the bow of the boat, the wilderness warrior Chippawa held his head high, with a proud expression on his face. He brought back the order of the little chief Alan, and told the dog-born captain Ebony Deer in the village.

"Ebony deer! Sister Alan said! Let you return the longboat you snatched to the Mexica! Give them a weapon to defend themselves on the road! By the way, the other armor, weapons and gems, we two half each!"

"What? One and a half?! Damn it! Chippa, I'm going to punch you out of the shit!"

The dog-born captain Ebony Deer jumped into a rage and cursed loudly.

"You promise! You promise to live! I will give you people and everything!"

"Fart! I said at the time that I was going to kill them, so I gave you something to stop your mouth. But now, I didn't do anything, and Sister Alan praised me for being general and not impulsive...Why should I be cheap? You? This is my father's stuff, half of it to you, it's not bad... Hurry up! Take it out, don't rubbish!..."

"Lord God! Ancestor! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!..."

The dog-born captain Ebony Deer cursed, rushed forward, punched to the flesh, and beat the wasteland warrior Chippawa. After a match, he had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He took out half of the fleet's stuff and left in a huff.

"Father! Come with me! Sister Alan is waiting for you at Red Crow City in Warrior Lake!"

The wasteland warrior Chippawa also had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but his expression was triumphant. He jumped onto the bow of the longboat and fumbled around for a while. Then, he looked at his worried father and shouted with a smile.

"Let's go! Come up and row the boat!...Let me take a ride, Dad's big boat! I've never seen such a big boat before! . . . "

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