Aztec Eternals

The night is dark and the forest is deep. Exploration team members treated the wounded and started to board the ship. The Mayapan still grope around the battlefield, collecting trophies from dead bodies. The leaders of both sides gathered in front of a bonfire, looked at each other, and waited quietly.

"The Price of Compensation"

The Mayan merchant Tikalo lowered his eyes and fell silent. He did prepare some hole cards to appease the kingdom's anger. However, among the remnants of Mayapan who are in a difficult situation, there are very few such hole cards. Once handed over, the value of Mayapan remnants to the kingdom.

"That's all! I actually have no choice."

Ticaro's eyes glanced at the red-stained dagger in the hands of Priest Tomat. This obsidian dagger has picked lobsters, engraved divine patterns, and naturally offered sacrifices. Facing such a threat, he sighed softly, and looked at the young god-born Diakin.

"Tiakin, has the person I ordered brought it?"

"ah?"

The young prodigy shook his head vigorously, only then did he wake up from the priest's ceremony. He thought for a while before he realized who his uncle was talking about.

"Oh. Brought."

"Then bring it here!"

"good!"

Tiakin turned his head and gave some instructions to the noble warriors behind him. Soon, a tall, dark-skinned, tattooed middle-aged soldier came to the crowd with an old drawing board in his arms.

"Blessed by the Heavenly Snake God! Praise to you, the sun of Mayapan, the tall Chief Kekom!"

The tall, middle-aged warrior put down the drawing board, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Diakin. He raised his hands high and put them flat on the ground, showing the respect from the bottom of his heart.

"Lord God bless! Kuba, Mayapan's loyal warrior. Your father and grandfather have served the royal family for generations, and you have also served me for many years."

Diakin's expression was calm, revealing the majesty of the descendant of God. He stared at Kuba who could fall to the ground, paused, and then continued.

"And now, you have to enshrine a more revered main god and pay homage to the Nahua priests from the western plateau. You have to follow him and go east together, return to the place where your father and grandfather were born, and pass on the majesty and light of the gods to you." Still ignorant people!"

".Yes! Follow you, Sun of Mayapan!"

Hearing what the "sun" said, Kuba was a little dazed, but he still respectfully bowed to the ground. Then, following the will of the sun, he turned around again and kowtowed to Priest Tomat.

"Praise you! High plateau priest!"

"Um?"

Priest Tomat looked at Kuba, who kowtowed to the ground, and then at Tikalo, a Mayan businessman with a calm expression. He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and asked in a deep voice.

"Tikalo, is this the price of your compensation?"

"Exactly! Priest Tomat, he is one of the compensations and the most important one. He will definitely satisfy the kingdom and His Highness!"

The Mayan merchant nodded affirmatively. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a mysterious smile.

"Do you know where he was born?"

"Um?."

Hearing this, Priest Tomate's eyes moved. He looked at Chihuaco, an old militiaman, and the other side looked at him at the same time. The same guess emerged in the hearts of the two, and their eyes also looked towards the east.

"Could it be?"

"That's right! His name is Cubao, and he comes from Cuba! The meaning of 'Cuba' is a vast and fertile land. And that piece of land is the East China Sea Snake Island that His Highness misses so much!"

Ticaro paused every word, and spoke confidently. But these plain words, falling into the ears of Priest Tomat, resounded like thunder.

"What! Is he the Taino people His Highness said?"

"It's fair to say. But it's more accurate to say"

Tikalo paused, but forgot the complicated name. So, he looked at the submissive Kuba and asked.

"Kuba, where did your father and grandfather come from? What ethnic group?"

"Praise you! Dear descendant. My father and grandfather came from the westernmost part of Cuba. They are Guanahatabey. To the east of the tribe, on the flat plains, are the Taíno ). But in fact, they call themselves Guanahaní (Guanahaní). Both Guanajatabe and Guanahaní live in the vast Cuba, and they are all Cubans belonging to the fertile land.”

"Guanajatabe? Guanahani? Cuban?"

Priest Tomat's eyes widened, and he was instantly excited. The Eastern Snake Island that His Highness has been thinking about so much, unexpectedly appeared in front of his eyes! He thought of His Highness's Chun Chun's entrustment before he left, and it seemed that his blood was burning hot in his chest. After a while, he calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"Bubba, are you from Cuban Snake Island?"

"No. A high plateau chief, I grew up in the lowland Maya. But I have traveled to Cuba several times with merchant ships, and I have been to the Xishan tribe where my father was from."

"Huh? The Xishan tribe in Cuba?"

Hearing this, Priest Tomat touched his chin and asked.

"Where is Xishan?"

"Uh, Xishan is Xishan, the mountain to the west."

Kuba raised his head and gave Priest Tomat a strange look. Then, he thought for a while, and replied under Ticaro's prompt.

"Cuba is a long, flat, fertile land. It is indeed like a snake, with its head facing east and its tail facing west. There are big mountains at both ends, and the middle is very flat. The head of the snake is the east mountain, and the tail is the west mountain."

"I see!"

Priest Tomat nodded, thought for a while, and asked again.

"Bubba, do you speak Taino then?"

"High Highland Chief, I speak Mayan, Guanajata, and Taino."

"Huh? Guanajata?"

"Oh, it's the language of my father's tribe. The tribes on the edge of Cuba all speak Guanajata. The middle and east are Guanahani, which is Taino. The two languages ​​are different. "

"I see!"

Priest Tomat nodded again and again, with a smile on his face again. He stared at Kuba who was lying on the ground, his eyes were shining, like looking at a peerless beauty. The devout priest pondered for a while, touched the scripture in his hand again, and asked uncontrollably.

"Kuba, are you willing to convert to the Lord God?"

"Huh? Take refuge in the Lord God?"

Kuba raised his head, his face blank. Then, seeing Priest Tomat's shining eyes, he felt cold and shivered.

"I"

"Cough! Dear Priest Tomat."

Ticaro smiled and interrupted at the right moment. He picked up the old drawing board on the ground, glanced at it nostalgicly, and handed it to Priest Tomat respectfully.

"Look at this. Another price for your satisfaction."

"This is?!"

"This is the sea chart to Cuba. It shows the sea route to Cuba, as well as the names and locations of the thirty Cuban tribes!"

Having said that, Ticaro pursed his lips, his eyes were a bit vicissitudes, and his tone was distant.

"When the Mayapan Kingdom was in its heyday, it had frequent trade with the tribes on the island of Cuba, especially the tribes in the west. The fleet of the Maya Kingdom traveled east and west. Many tribes on the island recognized the royal emblem and also Traded goods with the kingdom. There were even chiefs who surrendered to the royal family and sent nephews from the clan. Kuba’s father and grandfather, that’s how it happened.”

"Although Cuba's trade has to cross the sea, there is a risk of stormy waves, but the profit is extremely high! The kingdom can exchange the tobacco, cotton, pineapple, cassava, fish, and feathers that are abundant on the island at a very low price. Pan's sea chart is the treasure that the Mayan merchants dream of!"

"A coveted treasure of Cuban charts!"

Hearing this, Priest Tomat murmured and repeated with joy on his face. He lowered his head impatiently and looked at the board in his hand.

At the far left end of the board, a port of departure, Ekab, is drawn. Then, several crooked curves went from north to south to east, until they reached a long and narrow piece of land. These curves are also marked with Mayan numbers, which, according to Tikalo's translation, range from six hundred miles to eight hundred miles.

"From Ekab to the east, six hundred to eight hundred miles, is Cuba!"

Seeing this, Priest Tomat shook his head. He couldn't wait and continued to look down. I saw "Cuba" is extremely narrow and long, extending to the southeast, more than two thousand miles. Along the coast, large and small Mayan characters are marked, which should be the marks of different tribes.

"Tikalo, where is Kuba's Xishan tribe?"

"Here! Arrive at the westernmost point of Cuba, go east along the southern coast, and the first large tribe at the foot of the mountain is the Xishan tribe!"

Priest Tomat stretched out his hand, pressed the position of the Xishan tribe, and stayed there for a while. Then, his gaze went all the way east, until the end of Cuba, and he saw a marked location at Dongshan.

"Huh? What is this mark?"

"Oh! Decades ago, the fleet of the Mayapan Kingdom collected some black shining gems here, which can attract and repel each other."

Ti Kalo looked gloomy, recalling the long-standing story. The world is like smoke, and the fate of people is really unpredictable. There is an inexplicable smile on his face, and there is a little sigh.

"I once selected two black gemstones as gifts and gave them to His Highness. His Highness was very excited when he saw them. He once asked me where I got them. I didn't tell him the exact location, but only said that they came from the East. Snake Island."

"And now, the kingdom calls the place where this kind of gem is produced iron mine! I have heard that there is only a small piece of iron mine in the kingdom, and His Highness regards it as an incredible treasure. And marked here, black iron The ore is directly under the open air, forming a mountain!"

"Ah? After the Feathered Serpent's death, the fangs turned into hard black iron? A mountain formed from iron ore?!"

Hearing this, Priest Tomat suddenly clenched the scriptures and shouted in shock. Fanaticism appeared on his face, and his eyes suddenly brightened, even stabbing Ticaro, who lowered his head slightly.

"Yes! This is here! Your Highness has a prophecy from the gods, and you will build a city here! The fleet must arrive here, and the warriors of the kingdom will also arrive here to smelt iron ore, build fortresses, guard against white-skinned demons, and suppress the Feathered Serpent God." corpse!"