Chapter 882 Hyperion Tree, the Battle of the Tribes of Torova

Between the plains along the lake of the Viyotes and the valleys along the rivers of the Tolowa tribes, there are mountain peaks separated by more than 300 miles and towering and dense redwood forests. This magnificent sequoia forest is almost one of the oldest forests in the world. The ancient giant sequoia trees grow on the mountains along the coast, giant trees surrounded by dozens of people can be seen everywhere, and the treetops tens of hundreds of meters high penetrate into the sky. They are like elders from the wild, who have gone through thousands of years, quietly looking down at the waveless sea, and the long boats rowing on the sea.

The knowledgeable Mickey was on the side of the flagship ship, looking up at the giant tree in the Eastern Mountain, his eyes full of awe. His gaze fell on an exceptionally tall and eye-catching old redwood tree, and he murmured in surprise.

"Lord God! Such a tall sacred tree! It must be the tallest giant tree in the whole world!"

"Bless the Lord God! There is such a tall ancient tree! If you use it as the backbone, you may be able to build a giant longship over 100 meters long!..."

The exploration captain Zuvaro stared wide-eyed, and looked up at the sacred tree that appeared on the coast, his face full of disbelief.

"Ah! The ancient god tree! The giant god tree in the mouth of the shaman!"

Seeing the sacred tree, the cloak hunter Le Tian was also surprised. He fell directly on the deck, worshiping to the east from the bottom of his heart. Afterwards, he excitedly said to Mickey.

"I've heard of this tree! This giant god tree is very famous among the tribes in the north! After passing it, it will be the territory of the tribes of Tolowa!"

At this moment, the excited three people did not know that this towering ancient redwood tree, known as the "Hyperion tree" in later generations, is the tallest known tree in the world, with an astonishing height of 116 meters !

Such a height is really too eye-catching, and it can be seen from a distance of dozens of miles. So much so that it is not only the sacred tree of the surrounding Indian tribes, it is regarded as a symbol of the ancient forest, and it can almost be used as a nautical landmark to navigate.

"No! No! I must give it, oh, a name!"

The exploration captain Zuvaro was shocked for a moment, and then suddenly became excited.

"This is a sacred tree that has never existed before! It is His Majesty's divine inspiration, and it is also the blessing of the Lord God! Let's call it... the divine enlightenment tree!"

Hearing such a name, the knowledgeable Mickey pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He looked at the sky at dusk, then stopped the fleet, landed on this coast for repairs, and announced to everyone happily:

"Praise the Lord God! This Divine Enlightenment Wood is an auspicious omen of the Lord God's blessing and a symbol of divine revelation and prophecy. It will bless the smooth sailing north!"

After hearing these words and seeing the real Shenmu, the morale of the entire fleet was obviously raised.

"Lord God bless! Praise Your Majesty! The sailing north is smooth!..."

Everyone spent the night recuperating under the Divine Enlightenment Tree, feeling the call of the ancient forest. After the morning prayer on the second day, the fleet set off again. The eastern morning light falls on the mahogany forest and is projected on the blue sea, just like sailing in the sea of ​​trees.

"Lord God! What a magnificent sailing scene! This must be a good omen!..."

The knowledgeable Mickey looked at the sea of ​​trees in the sea, prayed for a while, and smiled.

"Zuvaro, you are right! These tall and strong redwood trees are indeed excellent shipbuilding wood, and can build ships that have never been seen before!"

"Of course! If the kingdom is in the Northland and has enough manpower, set up a shipbuilding department, cut down these tall redwoods to build ships... even build a long ship that is two or three times bigger than it is now!"

The exploration leader Zuvaro looked at these redwoods and the ancient and wild coast, and his mind drifted away and then returned.

"It's a pity! We are here, we don't have so many people!..."

"Um…"

Mickey the Knowledgeable nodded silently. He pondered for a while, then changed the subject and asked with a smile.

"Zuvaro, how did you remember that you set off cannons to preach at the wedding of the West Bee priest?"

"Haha! Mickey, when we spread the faith, the more people there are, the better! I guess, before the fleet leaves, we should at least leave the name of the main god! Since there is an opportunity, we must seize it..."

The exploration captain Zuvaro smiled and was proud of his excellent thinking. Afterwards, he said with some distress.

"The next northern tribes don't know what their attitude is towards the kingdom's fleet! Don't forget, the shaman's token may not be useful if you go further north. What's more, some tribes don't understand the language ..."

Maybe it was the blessing of the sacred tree, Zuvaro's words seemed to be enlightened. After traveling northward for more than 300 miles from the Lake Garden Department, the fleet arrived at the Sequoia Department, which is the closest to the Sequoia Forest among the Torowa Tribes. But in the face of the sudden appearance of five longships, the Tolowa of the Sequoia Department quickly mobilized. Holding stone spears, hunting bows and throwing spears, they shouted loudly to the shore, as if they were always ready to fight the fleet.

"Lord God! These Tolowa tribes are so vigilant? It seems that they are very difficult to deal with..."

The knowledgeable Mickey shook his head, and looked at the cloaked hunter who was watching curiously.

"Letian, have the cedar shamans had any friendship with these Tolowa tribes?"

"Hmm... yes? The cedar shaman said that he went to the giant tree to experience the great spirit, and then healed a few Torova hunters he encountered... probably belong to this tribe! Let me ask!"

Saying that, Le Tian, ​​the cloak hunter, jumped onto the shore, held up the woodcut of the cedar shaman, and shouted something, which seemed to be the shaman's spell. While the Torova hunters on the shore hesitated for a moment, a middle-aged hunter walked out. He looked at the woodcut carefully for a while, then got excited and shouted loudly.

"Gauss (co'is)! Ziui and Wen! (tsi'ii hewon)! Friends! People who are welcome!"

"Tou! Are you sure they are friends from the south?"

Hearing the call of the grown-up hunter, another middle-aged man wearing a deer horn hat stepped forward and asked vigilantly.

"Isn't it our enemy? Nor is it someone brought by the Leaf Grass Department?"

"Chief Big Wood! I'm sure! These are woodcuts of southern shamans. They should be members of the shaman tribe! More than ten years ago, southern shamans went to the Sequoia Holy Land, where they healed the tribe's hunters and My stubborn disease!"

Speaking of this, Hunter Tow looked excited. He had been unable to have children before, but after taking the herbal tea given by the shaman, he returned to the tribe and drank it for a month, and it immediately had miraculous effects. Later, he always wanted to find the southern shaman again, and even went to the tribes in the south to ask for some herbal tea... Unfortunately, he never met again.

"Shamans of the South..."

Chief Damu, who was wearing a deer horn hat, pondered for a moment, then looked carefully at the attire of the warriors in the convoy, and then nodded.

"Since it has nothing to do with the Yecao Department, it is not an enemy! Towu, you can speak the language of the southern tribes, so you can speak to them!"

"Our Sequoia Department welcomes friends, especially friends who can fight side by side! And if you secretly contact the Leaf Grass Department and plot the tribe's villages, hunting grounds, and fields, you will never die!..."

Hearing this, Hunter Tuowu nodded heavily. He followed Lotte, the cloak hunter, to the longboat he had never seen before, speaking in Maidu, which is in the same language family as Miwok, and said in a deep voice.

"Friends from the southern shaman tribe! The hostility just now was just a misunderstanding! Our Sequoia Division has been fighting with the northern enemy, the Leaf Grass Division, for several years. This is a difficult battle, and we must always be vigilant! ..."

"Are you coming from the sacred land of Sequoia in the south in a long boat, are you going to trade with us? Or, do you want to join us and fight side by side with the evil leaf grass tribe in the north?!"