Chapter 894 The Tribe Who Knows the Sea, the Whale Division of the Maca People

"Ancestral Spirit! Ancestor!... This... Ah, this!..."

There are raging tides in the narrow straits, the icy reefs stand firmly on the water, and the rapid cries of whales are just around the corner. The cloak hunter Le Tian stared in astonishment, looking at the "Ice Banshees" who were hunting whales in front of them. He remembered his fear just now, glanced at the smiling leaders on board, his old face suddenly flushed.

"Uh... this... it turns out... it's a strange tribe that came from nowhere, and they hunted whales around the coast!..."

"Hey! Lord God! This group of whaling tribes... are very powerful!"

Exploration Captain Zuwaro stroked his chin with a look of surprise, watching the mythical fighting scene in front of him. On the sea in front of the fleet, there is a team of 40 to 50 tribal hunters hunting a huge monster more than ten meters long, a gray whale with infinite strength in the northern ocean!

At this moment, these strong sea hunters were roughly divided into two parts around the slamming and screaming whale.

On the reefs along the coast, they built a wooden whaling platform, which is a large raft. Then, seven or eight hunters stood on the raft, using very long harpoons, desperately stabbing the whale in the sea, splashing bloody flowers. The sharp bone-pointed harpoon pierces through the skin and is sometimes taken away by a raging whale. At this time, the hunters on the raft would pull the leather rope attached to the harpoon, retract the harpoon, and burst a bleeding wound.

On the floating raft, there are also several strange snare drums, which are temporarily thrown aside. Not far from the raft, there is a floating wooden sculpture several meters long. At first glance, it looks like another "whale" shaking its head.

Most of the hunters are a few groups, sitting in a dozen small boats, patrolling and paddling around the whale in the middle. They threw out long and tough grass nets to trap the injured giant gray whales in the nets and restrict the whales' movements. They also threw out leather ropes made of whale skin and shark skin, and quickly wound them back and forth, trying their best to bind the body of the big whale. And as the whales continue to struggle and collide, they are also like fishing, rowing the boat along the force, loosening or tightening the tied rope net!

And when the whale's struggle slowed down slightly, the hunters on the small boat would also throw the shark-toothed javelins, which ruthlessly pierced into the whale's head. That kind of desperate attitude is like a warrior in an epic, wrestling with a giant beast in mythology!

"Witness of the Lord God! This group of hunters who don't know where they come from, come to hunt such a huge sea beast with only small boats and rafts, grass nets and leather ropes, and bone and wood harpoons and javelins?!"

The well-informed Mickey stared at every detail of the hunt carefully, exclaiming from time to time.

"Lord God! Stabbing, throwing spears, binding, entanglement...Forty or fifty people can bravely challenge the giant beasts at the same time...The cooperation of these hunters on the sea is so tacit! They are really a group of the most outstanding Hunter, I've never seen it before!"

"Not bad! This is the best sailor I have ever seen! A sailor who adapts to the seas of the Northland!..."

The corners of Expedition Captain Zuvaro raised his mouth, his face showing excitement. He was thinking about how to deal with this group of strange sea tribes, but the other party came directly with a small boat and came towards the two big ships.

"On the sea! The tribes on the big ship! ... Together! Help us! Whaling! ... The whale attracted by this ancestral wooden drum is really too big!"

Two tribal hunters paddled a swift kayak and quickly approached the longboat. The leading senior hunter, Jing Hai, blushed and covered in sweat, shouted loudly towards the longboat. He first yelled for a while in the tribe's Nuu-chah-nulth, which is the same Salish language family as the Shalis. Afterwards, he looked at the bewildered people at the bow, gritted his teeth, and switched to the stammering Perutian language, which was finally barely understood by the translator on board.

"Bless the ancestors! Bless the ancestral whales! Come on! Come on! Give me a hand! The meat, skin and fat...we...we share equally!..."

The old hunter Jinghai loudly promised "equal share", his heart felt like a drop of blood.

The best hunters of the tribe have been busy for so long, first building a wooden platform, and then beating with the wooden drum of the ancestral spirit, imitating the singing of whales, and attracting prey from the sea. Then let people row a small boat, shake their heads with the tribe's whale wood carvings, and lure the "lusty" whales to let go of their vigilance, and can't wait to come over to "stick"...

In the end, they went into an ambush! Throw straw nets, wrap leather ropes, control the unresponsive whales, and then throw javelins and harpoons! ...The hunters of the tribe have practiced this series of hunting procedures hundreds of times, and they are extremely proficient. But now the accident happened! This damn gray whale is really too big, its skin is too thick, and its blood is too much... It has left so much blood, but it is still violently dying. And the straw net that bound it was about to break! Once it broke free from its shackles and swam madly into the deep sea, the tribe's hunting failed. They couldn't even get back a dozen precious whale forks and spears, and the sharks in the deep sea were in vain...

Thinking of this, the old hunter Whale Hai looked at the berserk whale not far away, and there were forty or fifty tribesmen who were struggling to maintain it. He became cruel and shouted again.

"Tribes on two big ships!... As long as you help! We will divide the prey according to the head! ... The ancestors testify! Divide according to the head!"

"Eh? This old hunter, what is he shouting?"

The exploration captain Zuwaro touched his head and looked at the translator Tou in puzzlement. Towu said a few words, Le Tian nodded, and then told everyone.

"He said, let's go up and help! Hunt together and share the prey equally!  …"

"Haha! What a blessing from the Lord God!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zuvaro's face. He was thinking about how to connect with these outstanding sailors, when the Lord God gave him an opportunity. Without hesitation, he immediately gave the order to the two longships.

"Lord God bless! Raise the red flag! Let's go, let's help these lost brothers and hunt down this giant sea beast!"

"Lord God bless!"

Everyone in the fleet shouted in unison, and then, led by the old hunter Whale Hai, they quickly approached the whaling boat and raft.

"Oops! The net can't hold it anymore! This giant whale is going to escape! Quick, kill it as soon as possible!"

The old hunter Jing Hai only glanced at it twice, his heart trembled, and he repeatedly called out to the long boat.

"Have you any javelins? Shoot it! Shoot it at the weakest places, around the eyes, around the throat, under the belly, and at the base of the tail! Look, the skin is the thickest in the middle of its body, and it's hard to shoot through!  …"

The old hunter was still shouting, but the warriors on the longship had already started to move. They held up their sharp bronze spears, aimed at the huge monster ten meters away, mustered all their strength, and threw it fiercely!

"Shhhhhh!..."

Under the shocked eyes of the old hunter, these gleaming spears pierced the thick skin of the giant whale, even five inches into the flesh! Then, under his puzzled gaze, the tribes on the longboat actually took out several strange "horizontal bows". The two men strung the strings hard, aimed at the whale's head, and shot out powerful crossbow arrows!

"Whoa! Whoa!..."

"Aww!...Hiss!...Woo!..."

Under this round of fierce attacks, the huge gray whale raised its head vigorously and let out a trembling cry. Its cry was an angry low roar at first, followed by a piercing sharp neigh, and then turned into a low and prolonged scream. At this moment of dying, it still looked confusedly at the strange "whale" floating on the water, motionless, recalling the beautiful song that attracted it, and didn't understand what happened? It just wanted to stick with its kind and do what whales love to do, but it ended up like this...

"Almost! One last hit!"

Expedition leader Zuwaro observed for a while, and saw the gray whale gradually slowing down, and the bright red that almost covered the entire sea. In the distance, several sharks have already smelled the fishy smell, but they are still hesitant to wait and see from afar when they see the hunting scene of these "kinds".

"Gunner, are you sure that you can aim at this whale and shoot a cannon accurately, without hitting the surrounding boats?"

Zuvaro rubbed his hands and looked at the tiger squatting gunner on board. The other party felt the swaying hull, then looked at the small boats swimming around, affirmatively, resolutely... shook his head.

"Witness of the Lord God! I'm sure I won't hit it!..."

"Well…"

Zuvaro scratched his head, pondered for a few breaths, and made a decision with a smile.

"Alright then! Just aim at the sky and fire a round of empty cannons!..."

"The Lord God bless! The other sailors, paddle with all their strength, and retreat tens of meters one after another! Then, use the ram angle of the bow to charge towards the giant whale at full speed!..."

"Haha! Let us use the most powerful posture to end this giant sea beast! Let the majesty of the Lord God be engraved into the hearts of these sea tribes!...Fire the cannon! Charge!"

"Yes! Fire the cannon! Charge! The Lord God bless you!"

A frantic shout erupted from the bow of the flagship. Then, a thunderbolt that had never been seen before suddenly appeared on the northern sea!

"boom!"

Under the horrified and horrified eyes of the sea hunters, smoke suddenly rose from that strange big ship. Immediately afterwards, the strange big ship accelerated rapidly, like a long spear thrown by a giant god, with a weight of dozens of tons, it hit the dying giant whale unparalleled with a sharp angle of impact!

"Aw!... Woo... Woo..."

Under the most ferocious impact, a wave of blood suddenly burst out from the huge gray whale. Zuvalo stood at the bow, clutching the reins, his face spattered with blood. Afterwards, he was full of ambition, watching this incomparable monster slowly lower its head, and its body gradually turned over... A moment later, this gray whale, which was more than ten meters long and weighed tens of tons, turned its belly up on its back. Floating on the water, completely motionless.

"Haha! The Lord God is witness! We actually hunted a giant beast in the deep sea!"

The exploration captain Zuwaro held his head high, shouted loudly, and declared proudly. After a moment of silence, the surrounding sea tribes burst into cheers!

"Ancestor! We really hunted down this gray whale!"

"Blessed by the ancestor whale! He has a great spirit and gave us food to feed the tribe! So much meat!"

"O great sea! He is our mother who feeds us makah! We are descendants of the sea!  …"

The crowd cheered excitedly for a moment. The small boat of the Maca people became busy again. They used strong leather ropes to tie up the dead gray whales. Then, more than a dozen small boats rowed vigorously, dragging the gray whale to the beach in the southeast.

"Go! Go quickly! Drag this rare prey to the shore to deal with! Damn, this hunting time is too long! There are a lot of sharks gathered in the distance! ... These greedy big fish, there is no meat, and it is hard The food is very... let’s go! Call the friends on the long boat to help, and drag the prey to the shore together!...Leave the raft here first, and keep the wooden carvings, and the wooden drum of the ancestors must be brought!..."

The two long boats of the exploration fleet also shared several ropes and dragged the gray whale to the shore. And a dozen sharks were swimming not far away, chasing the blood on the sea surface. Two quarters of an hour later, the huge gray whale finally ran aground on the beach.

Then, dozens of Maka tribal hunters began to skillfully slaughter the whales. They flay the thick whale skin and save it for clothing, kayaks and rope. They also cut off large pieces of meat and piled them on several long wooden rafts attached to ropes. And the leader of the hunters, the old hunter Jinghai, also walked towards the landing fleet again. This time, the two sides finally had time to have a good communication!

"Bless the ancestor whales! Friends on the big boat, thank you for your help! If it weren't for you, the tribe's hard-fought hunting this time would have failed..."

"The lord god blesses us! He guides us to meet our brothers far away! This is a great hunt, and it will definitely please the supreme god! And your fearless courage and excellent whaling skills also make us admire very much!  … "

"Haha! Thank you! Friends on the longboat!"

Hearing the praise relayed by the translator, a smile appeared on Old Hunter Whale Hai's face. With his keen eyes, he carefully looked at the leather armor and copper axes of the kingdom's warriors, and quickly glanced at the golden shaman's magic weapon that can emit thunder. He quickly recalled in his mind, but even with his knowledge of traveling hundreds, or even thousands of miles, he couldn't think of any similar tribe.

"Ancestors! Where did this tribe come from? There are so many elite hunters, such sharp spears, arrows and copper axes, as well as powerful shaman tools..."

Old Hunter Whale Hai thought about it in vain before he was convinced that this was the first time he had seen these longship tribes. He pondered for a while, then said with a smile.

"The ancestors testify! We Maca are descendants of the sea, and we always keep our word! The hunters of the tribe are processing the prey, and the women of the tribe will come to help. These whale meats need to be smoked or marinated immediately, and it may take a day or two. Time...and it will take longer for these raw leathers to be cleaned and then tanned..."

"Friends! If you want, you can go with me to rest in the tribe first! Our tribe is very close, not far ahead!..."

"Okay! Of course! Praise the Lord God!"

Hearing such a favorable invitation, the exploration captain Zuvaro had a bright smile on his face. He sincerely prayed, and readily agreed.

"Thank you for your invitation!...Brother, the light of the Lord God shines on you. It is also He who guides us to meet!...By the way! What is your tribe called?"

"Ah? Lord God, light? Guidance? Uh... are you a noble tribal shaman?"

The old Hunter Whale showed surprise, looked at the leader in front of him for a while, and was a little uncertain about the identity of the other party. But after thinking about it, he still replied solemnly.

"Our tribe lives by the sea, has the blessing of the ancestor whale, and also has his inheritance, and can hunt whales in the sea... So, the name of our tribe is called the whale department!"