"Diamine! Cazzo! Hijo de puta! The ferocious and ignorant savage natives who emerged from the sea attacked those shamelessly betrayed, son-of-a-bitch idiots from the kingdom!...Ah! Three galleys, all full of armored native warriors
!Damn, this must be the navy of the ancient Japanese Kingdom of Sipan!…”
"Brother-in-law! Commander! What to do? What to do now?!..."
"Bah! Merda! Why panic! What should I do? What do you think? Huh?!..."
On the Clark's sailing ship Saint Mary, Columbus, the commander of the expeditionary force, was yelling and swearing while personally grabbing the steering rudder at the stern of the ship. His legs were a little unsteady and his thick arms were shaking, but he kept swearing in his mouth, just like
The braying of a stubborn donkey when faced with a pack of wolves.
"Vaffanculo! Those idiots followed the Pinson brothers and dared to betray the wise and wise commander of the expeditionary force... Bah! I don't care if they die? They will have their heads cut off by the natives!..."
"Quick! Turn around! Turn! Full sail!..."
"Ah? Yes! Commander!...Turn! Turn quickly!..."
Alana, the captain of the guard, boatswain and brother-in-law, hurriedly gave the order. But halfway through the words, he paused again and turned to look at Columbus.
"Brother-in-law? Where to turn?"
"Silly! Silly! The wind blows to the southwest, to the northeast!"
Columbus roared angrily, his eyes staring at the sea several miles away to the southeast, looking at the five large ships that collided with each other, listening to the bursts of cannons and shouts of death, and the faint sound of another
There were scattered screams. Two breaths later, he suddenly changed his words and gave a decisive order.
"No! Turn due north and go straight to the deep sea! Full sail!..."
"Yes! Full sail, due north!..."
Alana barked orders and urged the sailors on the ship. It wasn't until the bow of the ship started to turn that he anxiously approached Columbus and asked uneasily.
"Brother-in-law...Commander! Aren't we going to save the Pinta?"
"Minchia! Che cazzone! Go save them?... Alana, are you the Angel of Mercy in front of the Holy See? Or did your head get caught in the goat's butt? I care about brother Pinzon to die?...Aha! So many gang-hopping natives
, the three Pinsong brothers are dead!...""
"Ah? Ah this?...Brother-in-law, I don't mean the Pinson brothers. I mean, the two royal stewards on the Pinta, and the Queen's credentials!... What if we don't save him and the Queen finds out about it when we go back?
…”
"Hmm? Two royal butlers? Gutierrez and Rodrigo?"
Hearing this, Columbus bit his thick lips, his face a little uncertain. He looked at the silent second captain Dela Cosa on the other side, and asked with a dangerous expression.
"Dear Captain Dracosa, what do you think?..."
"Ahem! Dear Commander Columbus, I obey your orders..."
"Merda! Dracosa, don't try to fool me!...Answer me! What are your plans!..."
"Ahem!...I think..."
The second captain, Dela Cosa, pursed his lips, and his expression changed, finally turning into a cold undertone. He knew the intention of Columbus' inquiry, was silent for a few breaths, and then spoke solemnly.
"It can't be saved, and it can't be saved... If they can return to the Kingdom's port, they will die of a sudden illness, and we will do our best to treat them..."
"What about the sailors?"
"Damn it! The sailors can't see the Queen's officials, so tell them to keep their mouths shut... Whoever dares to talk too much will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish!..."
"…Good! Merda is so good!…"
Columbus cursed, smiled, and nodded. Suddenly, he grabbed De La Cosa's arm and roared in a low voice.
"Dra Cosa...Juan!..."
"Uh! Commander Columbus?"
"From today on, we are a team! If you can escape this time... I will perform a beak oath with you, swear to the devil, and become secret society brothers!..."
"Ah?...Ah this? Commander...I..."
Hearing the sudden and irresistible blasphemous words, and looking at the other person's red eyes that contained murderous intent and madness, De La Cosa was stunned, with a bitter smile on his face. After a while, he reluctantly nodded.
Lower your head.
"good!…"
"...Good! Minchia is really good!..."
Columbus laughed again, but the second captain remained silent. He silently looked at the crashing and fighting sea not far away, and looked at the Sipangu coast, which was rich in life but full of dangers, and finally shouted from the bottom of his heart.
, showing an extremely rare madness.
"Ah! Merciful Virgin! This beautiful, rich and dangerous coast! This mysterious and savage island! This must be the test given to us by the Lord!...Commander Columbus, Chief Columbus!...Come, come!
Let’s pray to the Lord together!… Because the native’s boat saw us and chased us!!…”
"Minchia! The natives who deserve to be burned in hell! Even though they are so far away, they won't let us go!..."
The Santa Maria turned around, and Columbus's eyes widened and his body turned around. The only thing that didn't change was his red eyes. He looked at the five large ships fighting in gangs a few miles away, and seemed to see two
A motionless aphid was entangled by three long dead maggots. As for the densely packed native warriors climbing up, they were like ants biting the aphids. Then, he looked closer to the sea, where seven or eight canoe boats
The war boats, each carrying four or five native oarsmen and warriors, quickly pursued them.
"Che cazzon! Bah! They're just canoes, bug-like things! The huge Santa Maria can overturn them with just a slight bump!..."
Seeing these chasing boats, Columbus sighed twice and curled his lips in disdain. But soon, he thought that he had said the same thing when he was being chased in "Little Water Bay" a few days ago.
words. But the ending of that time was that the natives chased me, burned the tail sail with rockets, and was almost left behind...
"Diamine! God bless! God bless!…"
Columbus paused and prayed a rare prayer. After praying, he cursed again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Merda! A bunch of idiots! Do you want to die if your hands and feet are so slow?!...Quick! Quick! Adjust the sail and raise it!"
"It's windy today. As long as you speed up north and escape into the deep sea...the native boats can't keep up! They can only chase for a while!...Blessed Mother!..."
"Ah! Brother-in-law! It's over!... The natives on the Pinta are cheering! The Pinta, it's... it's over!!..."
"What! So fast?!..."
Columbus suddenly widened his eyes and looked southeast. He saw a group of native warriors wearing dark green leather armor on the Pinta. They all raised their spears and shouted fanatically. One of them couldn't see clearly.
The native officer who looked like this was holding up something that could not be seen clearly, raising his head to the sun and shouting a prayer!
“Praise be to the Lord God Huitzilopochitli!…”
"This...this is...Minchia! A group of ferocious, ant-like barbarians crawling out of purgatory! Diamine!"
Columbus' hands and feet were trembling slightly, and he was cursing randomly. Although he couldn't see clearly the "thing" raised by the native officer, he vaguely had a terrible suspicion. This suspicion made his heart cold, and there was no joy of revenge at all.
, only the sadness that I feel.
"Idiot Ohiramatsu, I'm afraid even his head will be cut off if he dies...Merda! What a bunch of idiots!"
"The Lord God bless you! I, the Apa Warrior, the Stone Spear, cut off the head of the evil demon head!"
"Ho! Praise the Lord God!"
Columbus only cursed for a moment, but there was another burst of cheers floating in the distance. He turned his head with a stiff neck, and the shouts of the natives also rang out on the Ninnia. Another native officer who could not see clearly spoke with
The spear raised an invisible object, and also raised its head and howled towards the sun. But this time, the erect object had a bright captain's hat hanging down sideways, as if it was stained with blood.
of feathers…
"Ah! This...this hat?...Holy Mother! It's...it's Captain Hiramatsu!..."
"Merda! Idiot! Idiot! They are all damn idiots!!..."
Columbus roared angrily, and his eyes suddenly became wet. He did not dare to look at the southeast sea anymore, grabbed the stern rudder with his own hands, and completely turned the Clark sailboat around.
"Lord! Take us away!...Quick! Go!..."
"Damn it! The Lord God is bigger than the sky! Hurry up...Give me the oar!..."
On the narrow canoe, Red Crow guard Chabo gritted his teeth, grabbed the Taino sailor's oar, and rowed in person to pursue him. His face was covered with sweat, and his neck was red from the sun. Next to him,
, a tall Taino paddler, had long been tired and slumped in the boat, panting as hard as a broken bellows.
"What a damn! Damn it!... What a bullshit wise man, what a big white fish of prophecy... We two brothers were sent to Cuba by the black wolf leader. They spent the whole day gnawing on white roots and couldn't even eat a piece of fresh cactus."
arrive!"
Chabo, the red crow's personal guard, rowed as hard as he could while chasing behind Clark's large sailboat. He raised his head, looked at this huge ship that he had never seen before, and cursed in confusion.
"It's weird! Such a powerful evil spirit in the prophecy, such a big ship!...Why didn't they rush up and fight? They actually turned around and ran away, even ignoring the big ship of a tribe..."
"Aha! Chabo, if you can beat him, fight, if you can't beat him, run away! This big ship turned around and ran away, which means it's just a budgerigar with fried hair... It looks big from the outside, but there are probably no warriors inside, so it can't beat us.
!…”
The personal guard Mikui smiled and paddled the oars himself, but he retained some strength. He looked towards the big ship five or sixty steps away and kept muttering in his mouth.
"Besides, being great is not all about being able to fight... In the wilderness, a wolf that knows how to run will be more likely to go crazy than a bear that knows how to run. A bear that doesn't know how to run will have a long life!... A long life is the real life."
sharp!"
"Damn it, stop talking nonsense! Use more force, this big boat is right in front of you... Hey! Why is this big boat getting faster and faster? Strange! How can such a big boat run with no oarsmen in sight?...
"
"Huh? How did you run? It's the witchcraft of the evil tribe! If it can be predicted by the leader of the God of Death himself and warns the tribe to be wary, then he must have some powerful spells! ... Oops! Damn it! I really can't catch up...
"
"...I told you earlier! Let you work harder..."
"Save your strength, you still have to shoot arrows!..."
"If I can't catch you, I'll cum in my ass!..."
Amidst the shouts of the battlefield, the two Red Crow guards cursed lowly and struggled to row the boat within forty steps. The shouts on the sailboat could already be heard. Chabo pursed his lips, widened his eyes, and looked at the big boat.
The long sail. The sail stretched diagonally, casting a huge shadow. And when the shadow shrouded the moment, Cha Bo's expression became sharp and fierce, like a wolf ready to pounce.
!
"Phew! Mikui, if you don't shoot an arrow, you'll have no chance!...Have you brought a rocket?"
"What?! What kind of marksman in the wasteland would bring that kind of smoking arrow that is completely inaccurate, not sure at all, and the accuracy depends entirely on the smoke? If I shoot one of my own people, what will happen to the face of a marksman like me?
, do you still want it?"
"Huh! Where are the poisonous arrows with frog poison?"
"Ha! When we received the news, we immediately boarded the ship and set off. We took a day's journey by sea to get here... How could we have time to prepare poisonous arrows? The poisonous arrows we made last time have been in storage for several months.
That poisonous one is so weak that it can’t even kill a parrot!…”
"...No matter what! If I keep paddling to catch up, my arms are shaking and I can't shoot accurately!... God bless you! You can't go back empty-handed... Right here, shoot two arrows!..."
"Okay! Shoot two arrows! Just shoot the evil chief who keeps shouting and wears fancy clothes!..."
The two Red Crow marksmen looked at each other and nodded in unison. Then, they dropped the oars, picked up the big bows, and attached light blue arrows. Soon, the sharp bronze arrows were aimed at the stern rudder of the big ship.
Next to him, Columbus, who was shouting curses, aimed at the opponent's head wearing a captain's hat!
"God bless you!"
"God bless you!"
"Blessings from ancestors!"
"Blessings from ancestors!"
"shoot!!"
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