The low sound of the drums, accompanied by the joyful singing of the crowd, echoed in the wilderness by the sea. The bonfire was lit, reflecting on the faces of both parties, revealing seemingly the same smile.
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, had a smile on his face, looked at Chief Kallan's expression carefully, and asked aloud.
"Hello, friend! Wow!...Where is that island with many seabirds?"
"Ah ha ha!"
Chief Kalan smiled warmly, but did not answer directly. He looked at the bronze spears of the Prepecha warriors and asked with interest.
"Friends, your spears seem different from ours... Can I take a look?"
Chihuaco's expression froze for a moment, and after a few breaths, he nodded with a smile.
"Good friend!"
After speaking, he shouted a few words to Puap. The gray warrior looked alert, holding the bronze dagger at his waist with one hand, and handed over a bronze spear with the other hand.
Chief Kalan took the bronze spear and glanced at the gray warrior's bronze dagger nonchalantly. Then, he carefully observed the blade of the bronze spearhead and slashed it with the stone knife at his waist. His expression immediately changed.
He looked surprised and spoke eagerly.
"Friend, what is this spearhead made of? It's so fast and tough!"
"...This is made of a special kind of stone. My friend, tell me the location of the island. This spear is for you!"
Chihuaco took a step closer and tentatively stretched out his arm.
Chief Kalan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he immediately held back. He also stretched out his arm and touched the old militiaman, holding each other's shoulders.
"Ahaha! My friend, I will tell you everything I know about the flames of my ancestors! But I have a request, which is to trade such fast and tough weapons with the tribe in the lake!"
"Ah? Trading weapons?"
Hearing these words, Chihuaco was a little surprised. He looked at Chief Kalan's expression again and found no obvious murderous intent.
"This is not impossible. It's just that, friends, what do you have that you can trade?"
Chief Kalan's eyes flickered and he thought for a moment. The tribe has corn, beans, fish, pottery, cotton cloth and salt, but the quantities are not sufficient. The only things that can be traded with the southern tribes are a few rich stones in the mountains. Listen.
He said that the southern tribes valued these useless things... He gave a few instructions in a deep voice, and a few personal guards left in a hurry and returned to the neighboring tribes.
"Friends, please be as patient as the rocks on the top of the mountain in the east. The warriors return to their tribes and will be back soon."
Seeing someone leaving, Chihuaco became more alert. He lowered his voice and spoke in Prepecha dialect.
"Lao Pu, go and greet the warriors and ask them to make preparations, just in case. If a large number of warriors from the Yolem tribe arrive..."
Puap frowned and nodded slightly. He disappeared for a moment, and when he came back, he brought several of the most skilled warriors with him, vaguely surrounding Chief Kalan in the center.
Chief Kallan seemed unaware. He still smiled warmly and spoke.
"Friends, in fact, our area has luxuriant water plants, many trees, and there are always many seabirds. Fishermen are fishing nearby, and the small islands are full of beautiful birds. But when it comes to the island with the most seabirds... that's
It’s the big turtle island in the northwest sea!”
"The big turtle island in the northwest? How far is it?"
Chihuaco became energetic and asked.
"Go out to sea from here, follow the coast, go all the way to the northwest, pass by the Yoeme tribe of the Yaqui people, then the Guaymas tribe, and continue forward until you encounter a belligerent
The Seri people (Seri). The big island in the sea is on the land of the Seri people, and their fishermen also roam there."
Chief Kallan shook his head, and the deer head he was wearing also shook.
"The fishermen of the tribe have to row boats for more than ten days and dock several times in Yaqui villages to get there. But your boats are big and fast, so it may not take that long... The legend of Turtle Island is that it was transformed by a giant turtle.
, inhabited by countless flocks of birds. The Sri people occupy the large island and the nearby water, and do not allow fishing boats from other tribes to pass."
"Hmm... Yaqi people? Sri people? Friend, can you tell me about their situation?"
"The Yaqui are our Mayo brothers. We worship the fire of our ancestors, grow the same corn, speak the same language, and bleed the same blood. As for the Sri..."
Speaking of the Sri people, Chief Kallan's expression turned slightly cold.
"What they said is completely different from the surrounding tribes. They have no blood from us! Their ancestors came from the northern desert and had an unclear relationship with the aggressive desert people. They hunted wild beasts and seabirds and went out to sea to fight.
Fish often migrate to camps, and will compete with various tribes for prey and fish catches, and even harass tribes’ camps... Friends, we need your sharp weapons to drive away these wandering tribes!"
"Okay, okay...friend..."
Chihuaco responded gently, and thought flashed in his mind. The fleet arrived at the large island in the northwest, and heading to the land of the Sri people might not be smooth sailing... He thought for a while and asked with a smile.
"Besides the big island with sea turtles in the northwest, what else is there in the sea, are there islands with lots of seabirds?"
"Um..."
Chief Kallan hesitated for a moment. This question is actually not a secret. If the tribe in the lake continues to go northwest, the Yome and Guayma tribes along the way will know the answer.
"Friends, due west of us, you only need to paddle for two days to encounter a long and narrow peninsula. The peninsula stretches all the way, very long, long... On the peninsula, there are many, many, many birds.
There are also many, many small islands... They are relatively dry and cannot support many people, and there are no large tribes. The central part of the peninsula is the land of the Cochimi people, and there is a small tribe that is quite friendly."
"Within two hundred miles to the west, there is a very long peninsula. It is dry, has many seabirds, and many small islands... Cochimi people?"
Chihuaco lowered his head slightly and sorted out Chief Kallan's precious information. He was somewhat grateful for the other party's candidness. With a smile on his old face, he looked into the other party's eyes and nodded repeatedly.
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"Yeah. Friends, we are good friends!"
Chief Kalan smiled, took the wooden bell, touched Chihuaco's bell, and stopped talking. The two laughed in silence until a dozen tribal warriors carrying rattan baskets hurried to the chief's side.
The atmosphere in the venue changed again.
Puap quietly clenched his dagger, squinted his eyes, counted the number of people coming, and then slowly let go.
Chief Kalan's expression remained unchanged. He thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, took the heaviest rattan basket, and dumped it directly on the ground. In an instant, the shining dark golden light came into everyone's eyes! Puap's expression suddenly changed
, greed flashed in his eyes.
Large piles of crudely refined gold ore were scattered under everyone's feet, some with the dark color of raw ore, like pieces of golden pebbles. And among the gold nuggets, there were more tiny gold particles, scattered like corn kernels.
Generally, it is submerged in grass and soil.
The gold and stones were scattered, but Chief Kallan didn't care. He just paid attention to the expressions of the messengers in the lake. Seeing the joy in everyone's eyes, he felt confident and confident.
There are many of these golden stones in the nearby mountains, and they are also found in the creeks in the mountains. These golden stones are not only found on the land of the Mayo people, but also on the land of the Yaqui people, and also on the land of the Sri people.
Even the Opata people in the northeastern mountains have them! These gold stones are found in the surrounding lands. In fact, the entire coastal Sonora region is full of large and small mineral deposits. In the future Mexico,
It is the largest gold and copper mine production area, with a quarter of the gold production and three-quarters of the copper production!
"Ah? This..."
Seeing the dazzling gold nugget, the old militiaman's expression suddenly froze. After a while, he nodded with difficulty.
"Friend, good friend! This business is great!"
This chapter has been completed!