"God bless you! These two big ships of Kazuto are so light and fast. It's really good! It's just that the sailors in the kingdom are still not familiar with the control of the vertical sails. They need to explore slowly. If I had known better, I should have asked Kazuto's fleet
, exchange a few senior sailors over..."
"Well, when we arrive at Kamikata Port, we have to ask Kazuto's captives and immigrants. There are also two Korean sailors on the ocean boat who have not been sent back to the kingdom. They should also be able to... know how to operate this vertical
The 'Tang Ship with vertical sails'. Strangely, the name inspired by His Majesty's name is clearly the 'Tribal Alliance of the Ming Dynasty'. Why did Kazuto call them 'Tang'? In addition to 'Tang Ship', there is also 'Tang Book'?"
The river was surging, and the sea tide was falling. The night covered the earth, and only the sky was filled with starlight. Zuvalo stood on the bow of the boat, looking up at the stars in the sky. He only felt that it was far away and bright, reflecting the lofty and beautiful but difficult-to-reach Kingdom of God. He was silent.
After looking at it for a long time, I pictured the majestic Northland in my mind, and also planned my next arrangements.
"Next, let's have a good gathering with the clan chiefs of Beiyu tribes, my wife's uncle, and my father-in-law. Replenish them with some Kazuto's spears and short knives, leave some heavy vine bows, and dozens of stones of Kazuto's rice. Then.
Arrange a few kingdom warriors to intermarry with local tribes and continue to train tribal soldiers...At the same time, arrange a fleet to transport craftsmen and goods to Shenhuatai Port. It is estimated that it will take two round trips. Especially these cattle and horses that take up space, you need to be careful
Serving people is much more troublesome than transporting people!…”
"After these things are done, we have to go north, to the port of the dense forest and the big river, to the Nurgan ruins occupied by the Maha tribe... Well, you can bring that house builder who knows how to build cities... let's call him A Zhu!
Take him with you and help the Maha Tribe design the city, repair it, and make it stronger. Don't be careful and be destroyed by other tribes! ... Well, A Gu beat that guy, he is fierce and cunning. Even if he encounters a large group
The enemy will probably not be destroyed, but he may escape into the wild old forest and never be found again... No, I have to keep him and keep this opportunity to recruit fish-skin warriors!"
"Get some more powerful fish-skin warriors from the Maha Tribe. Then find the guides from the Dog Tribe and try to gather some to make the Dog Tribe go south... With this batch of food from Kazuto, the scale of Shenhua Taigang
, it can be expanded again! The potato fields at the port have been planted, and there should be some harvest in October, but I don’t know how high the yield will be... I have already told Sen Fox that I will bring more food to the next trade.
Charge as much as you want!…”
"Food that can be eaten, warriors that can fight, craftsmen that can make things, cattle and horses that can reproduce... As long as this trade circle is driven by gold, it will continue to grow Shenhua Taigang... the foundation of the kingdom in the West Sea Continent
, even if it is stuck, it will become more stable the more it is stuck!"
At this moment, Zuvalo saw the "Big Dipper". This string of bright stars is the symbol of "war and protection" in Nahua mythology. From Kamchatka to Ezo, the kingdom's foothold in Northeast Asia is
Such twists and turns and difficulties! Only by experiencing "wars" of collisions can we "protect" the original beliefs and ideals. And what is the original ideal?
"Bring back the skilled craftsmen from the West Sea Continent, bring back the crops and livestock from the West Sea Continent, and unite all possible Jiao people. Let the Jiao people learn and develop from the friendly West Sea Continent and resist the century-old invasion of the white-skinned evil spirits from the East China Sea!..."
Zuvalo murmured, never forgetting this original ideal. Even if he experienced countless storms and waves, experienced various dangers and hardships, and brushed against death countless times in the cold. Even if he was pursuing
In the process of realizing his ideal, he had to sacrifice his "hue", gain ten "wings", and sacrificed too much for the Lord God... Even though he was firmly bound by the fetters of the West Sea Continent and could never return to his hometown in the Kingdom of the Lake.
, and always have no regrets!
"God bless you! Your Majesty, I have never forgotten my original mission, and I will definitely try my best to complete it... And you, please believe in and support me as you did in the beginning, and give me more rights! I need to gather more tribes and control them.
More power to create a broader union for the Jiao tribes..."
"Perhaps, in the end, in this cold northern land, I will establish a city-state and vassal kingdom in the lake for my descendants! But no matter what, I will be pious and loyal to the Lord God and you!..."
At this moment, after seeing the true power of gold, Zuvalo also completely understood what the two thousand kilograms of gold in his hand meant in this West Sea Continent! And in the future, more gold from the Kingdom will be shipped continuously.
, the infinite possibilities in the future, the opportunities that come when the power is gathered, are enough to make people tremble!
"From north to south, the Yamaga Tribe, the Fish Skin Tribe, the Ainu Tribe, and the Kazuto Tribe...just like the four connected seven stars, are all connected by the power of the Lord God and gold...and further south, the last remaining
What are the three stars?..."
"Presumably, it can only be the Korean tribe, the Mongolian tribe, the Ming tribe...the three powerful alliances predicted by His Majesty!... And the three, no, four letters of credence pressed at the bottom of the boat! When will we wait?
How can I submit it to the Grand Tratoani of these four powerful alliances? What a pity! The kingdom’s strength here is still too weak..."
Zuvalo has no answer to this question. He knows too little, and the world of East Asia is too vast. However, now, he has another way to gain knowledge, which allows him to know more! Even if,
It's just those inherited epics from the past, remembering the West Sea tens of hundreds of years ago...
"Tang Book!...Book from the Ming Han Tribe Alliance...Book that I can barely recognize!..."
"Blessed by the Lord God! The seven stars gather the wisdom of turquoise! Please enlighten me with your omnipotent wisdom!..."
Zuvarro prayed devoutly for a moment while facing the starry sky. Then, he finally returned to the captain's cabin and lit a whale oil lamp. Next to the lamp, there was a stack of "Tang books" that he had finally exchanged.
It is a collection carefully selected by Morino Kiyoshi.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Well... let me take a good look! What magnificent epics and poems are recorded on these inheritance boards made of paper! Which one should I read first?
…Oh! Just this one! Sen Fox was so reluctant to part with it that he almost didn’t give it to me. It must be the most precious one!…”
With this idea in mind, Zuvalo opened the "Jian Deng News" with great anticipation. Then, he read with great effort from top to bottom, reading line by line, trying to break up sentences bit by bit, and recited the words.
"I have compiled ancient and modern strange things, and thought that "Jian Deng Lu" contains forty volumes. Every time a good person hears about recent events, it is not more than a hundred years ago, but only a few years ago... In the sixth year of Wuwu in the eleventh year of Hongwu
On the first day of the lunar month, Qu You of Shanyang wrote in the Dayin Hall of Wushan..."
"The eleventh year of Hongwu? This should be another Ming tribe's chronology, just like the eleventh year of Yongle on the previous stone tablet! I just don't know, which one is earlier, Hongwu or Yongle?... As for Shanyang and Wushan,
Where is it again?"
Zuvarro pondered for a while, and then wrote down a year number and two place names. Then, he eagerly turned over the preface and came to the main text at the back. As he looked at it, his eyes widened in surprise! A
The distant country slowly unfolds from the book, showing the beauty and charm of the southern country, and describing the prosperity and prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River, just like the intangible heaven and earth...
"Such a good book, but it is banned. So much so that I have to buy it from a ship to have a look... What a pity, what a pity! Just like this Zhejiang Shipping Department, we Zhejiang people are not allowed to go to the sea... The laws are so strict that they are far away
We are victorious over Fujian and Guangdong... so much so that we have to try our best to use the name of Fanship to go out to sea for trade... And how can the rise of the Chongming Shi family be separated from the word 'sea trade'?"
The moon sets in the sky and the sun rises in the world. In the Ming Dynasty, six or seven thousand miles away, a man wearing a scarf put down the "Lamp Cutting Record" in his hand and sighed faintly. He blew out the candle on the table.
Watching the sky getting brighter, he called out in a low voice to the courtyard with green bricks and white tiles.
"Come, please take my post and go to the mansion of Fantai to pay a visit! I would like to say that student Sicheng, please see me in three days. I would like to submit this post as a gift first... and then I will respectfully send you the gift and letter.
Submit it and give the concierge a big envelope!…”
"Yes! Master!..."
The servant saluted respectfully and walked backwards out of the courtyard of the study. And when he walked out of the elegant courtyard, walked through the two-entry mansion, came to the open front yard, and opened the dark red door... the prosperous Ningbo Port was there.
