Compared with the speed of the desperate rushing in the North Atlantic before, the Golden River, which entered the Bahamas, was climbing a turtle, and it took three days to walk in a straight line distance of less than 500 kilometers. [Novel update fast, no pop-up windows, please search] In order to ensure safety of navigation, two-thirds of the sails were suspended during the day and at night, this was Hong Tao's death order. He did not want to hit the ship on the coral reef two days earlier than two days earlier. Although he would not die, he would probably have to be the island owner on these islands in this life. According to the shipbuilding level here, it is probably not possible to rebuild a ship that can safely cross the Atlantic Ocean.

A large area of ​​land appeared in front of us. When we sailed for a whole day and saw the beginning and end, Hong Tao finally felt relieved. The Bahamas had passed, and the continent ahead was probably the Cuba Islands of later generations. Drive west along its north shore, and you can enter the Gulf of Mexico by exploring the Florida Strait. There are no dense islands on this route, and the Golden River can finally move forward with all its sails.

"Come out and see! What kind of fish is that?" Carl has been in a state of excitement these days. He either climbed up the mast as a watcher or stood on the stern with a telescope in his eyes for a long time. He had to ask everything clearly when he encountered it. He could not do anything. He even had to wait for the lights to light up at night to make up for it.

"That's a bass shark, and it's also a kind of dragon shark. It's like a baleen whale, without teeth..." Hong Tao was pulled out of the cabin by Carl again. Looking at the big fish with big mouths dozens of meters away, Carl popularized animal common sense. This kind of animal is a Caribbean specialty and is said to be quite rare in later generations. I didn't expect that there would be so many in the 13th century, and it was a group of more than ten people.

"Dangdang...Dangdang..." Before Hong Tao finished speaking, the alarm bell rang.

"There are two small boats on the sea, and there is smoke on the shore...are you miles away! We meet the Indians you mentioned?" Carl quickly translated the flag language, without any worries on his face, full of surprise and eagerness to try.

"Probably, I haven't been here, so I'll look over and take a look..." Hong Tao couldn't see the situation ahead from the telescope. It was probably because the other party's ship was too small. Otherwise, the lookout hand wouldn't have been close to the four seas before discovering the abnormality.

The smoke was not right in front, but on the port side. The Golden River was still a nautical mile away from the shore, and no boat was found. According to the lookout, the two small boats were penetrated into the woods on the shore and could not be seen. They must have discovered the Golden River.

"Swan, if you stay on the boat, you must be careful about the movements around you. Lao Ka, put the boat on the boat. Take your soldiers and let's go over and take a look..." The monk can't run away from the temple, and Hong Tao didn't know what kind of ethnic group was living on Cuba Island at this time. Since it was an adventure, you can't stay on the boat all the time, and it's inevitable to get ashore.

"Are you hot?" After Carl summoned thirty slave soldiers, put down three small boats, and waited for a while, Hong Tao appeared on the side of the ship and climbed down the rope. His outfit almost made Carl not recognize him.

Whale leather waistcoats, leggings, gloves are standard for the Marines. People wear leather armor in their clothes, and Hong Tao put it directly outside the clothes. Looking like the protective gear of an amateur boxer, the most interesting thing is that he is wearing a Mamluk barrel helmet, which is really armed to his teeth. The problem is that the temperature here is a bit high, and it is a bit hot just wearing the Imperial Navy summer outfit. If you cover so many leather armor and helmets, you can imagine the taste.

"No matter how hot it is, it is better than death. Rowing! Remember. Without my orders, you are not allowed to attack casually!" Hong Tao did not care whether it was hot or not. The first time he had contacted local local people, who knew if they would come up was a slug or poisonous arrow. He lived for a long time with timidity.

Three small boats raised small spinnakers and supported three pairs of boatmen, gliding lightly on the water like the oil-woman, and soon arrived at the coast. At this time, Hong Tao discovered that this place was not a coast at all. It was the estuary of the river like the Jinhekou. However, because the plants were too lush, many of them grew directly in the sea water, setting the estuary up, and from a distance they looked no different from other coasts.

"One of you open your eyes to the maximum, and you must look carefully in front, back, left and right, especially behind the trees and above. Once you find someone attacking us, shoot him to death immediately!" Hong Tao hesitated for a while, his curiosity overcame his fear of death and decided to drill into this river to see what happened. However, the alert level has changed from being unable to hurt people casually to actively defending.

Although the estuary of this river is very lush, it will be a different world after entering. The trees on both sides of the river bank have traces of being cut down, there are no vines on the top of their heads, and the channel is much wider. It is obvious that people have deliberately rested. There are 100% living here. They deliberately keep the trees at the estuary of the sea without moving, just to cover up their eyes and fear that outsiders will find their place of residence. It seems that the people here are very alert, so Hong Tao shrank his body behind the soldiers, revealing his head with a bucket helmet, and looked out from a thin slit above the bucket helmet.

"Their ship is right in front, on the right side! There are grass houses on the shore..." After driving about a kilometer in the river, there was a new situation in front. A clearing in the forest appeared on the right side. Not only were the trees cut down, but there were also signs of burning on the ground. Carl, the leader, also found the ship docked on the shore. He was a silly and bold, and he stood up on the boat, stretched his neck and looked around, and told Hong Tao at the top of his voice what he saw.

"Shh... don't shout! Sit down, sit down! Stop the boat... Row over, row over!" Carl's performance shocked Hong Tao in a cold sweat, not necessarily cold sweat. He is now in a sauna. This is really a tropical rainforest, wet and stuffy, and just sits without doing anything, sweating is blowing.

"Don't move when you two ships are stopped here. I'll take people up and see. If there is any accident, don't hesitate and shoot directly. Let your soldiers recognize me and don't greet me!" The commander's own ship leaned against Carl, and Hong Tao began to arrange a plan to land.

"You are the emperor, you are on the boat, I will take people up!" Carl was quite righteous.

"Don't, you'd better serve as a cover for me. I'll be relieved if you are behind me!" Hong Tao patted Carl's shoulder and said more righteously. In fact, he didn't think so in his heart. Carl has a straight temper, without Meltini's skills, and he can't let him do such things like diplomacy. He would have to make a war for you if it wasn't a war.

"Hello... I am the messenger of peace... villagers, come out, the imperial army will not rob food..." Hong Tao brought ten slave soldiers to the shore. He pouted a branch with leaves in his left hand and shook it while walking, holding a can of rum in his right hand, saying that he did not bring a weapon, moving towards the small thatched hut a hundred meters away in small steps. While walking, he was not idle. This is not to expect the Indians to understand, but to be nervous, he can speak better and avoid cramps in his hands and feet.

This small village is not big. There are only more than ten conical huts built with leaves, forming a circle, and there is a fire pit made of gravel in the middle. The smoke is the fire pit, and there are many branches inside, which may be because of the humidity, so the smoke is very large. At this moment, a quiet figure in the village cannot be seen, and only the burning fire crackles. Hong Tao did not dare to walk inside, and the people in the village must have hidden them. Maybe there are several bows and arrows aiming at him at this time. Even if he has armor, he is afraid of the poisonous things. In order to let the people in the village get out by themselves, Hong Tao opened the jar of rum, poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth, patted his stomach, then placed the jar of jar on the trunk next to a small thatched hut, and returned to the river as usual, sitting on the boat waiting.

"Ba! Damn... so many mosquitoes!" Carl was in a hurry. When he was sitting on the boat, he either stood up and looked into the village, or fought against the mosquitoes, beating and scolding. There were indeed many mosquitoes in the rainforest, not only mosquitoes, but also unknown little flying insects also hit the face. Hong Tao also took off his helmet at this time. It was not that he didn't want to take it, but that a little bug was getting in and biting his face and had to be beaten to death!

"Hey, here we are here... Someone is here, they are not dressed, they are almost the same as black people!" Carl's ship was closer to the center of the river, looking farther than Hong Tao. It was about half an hour after he passed, and a low shout came from him, reminding Hong Tao to pay attention to the shore.

"Don't move, they have no malicious intentions!" First, the heads of two spears were exposed, then the poles, and then... two fancy and whistle-painted, brown-red faces also came into Hong Tao's eyes. If you have never seen a person dressed like this, you must have the urge to shoot the arrow out at first sight. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a good person! But Hong Tao has seen Indians, not only in movies and TV, but also in fact, he has contacted Indian tribes in the United States and Canada. This kind of outfit is the warriors of their tribe. Whoever has bright colors and rich colors is awesome, and it has nothing to do with malice and good intentions.

"Everyone prepare the ** arrows, but don't let them see that this is a weapon. I'll go over and talk first... Don't be at me, you're going to die!" The two Indian soldiers stopped and looked at the three ships on the river that were too large to them. After several minutes, one of them woke up from their thoughts, and said and gestured at the boat closest to him, and stared at the same time. Unfortunately, Hong Tao couldn't understand what he was saying, but understood what they were doing. Whenever they met strangers, the Indians would show their strength first to make the other party surrender, but they didn't really want to fight. Since Metini could deal with the indigenous people in South Africa, Hong Tao felt that he should be able to do it, so he plucked off the ship and came over.
Chapter completed!