Chapter 480: Exploration of the Kingdom in the Lake, Attack of the Sri People!
The third day after landing on Shantori Island was still peaceful. Seabirds spread their wings in the blue sky, and whales floated in the light blue waves. There were Boula deer jumping on the brown island, and desert tortoises crawling on the edge. This
It is a tranquil natural holy place with the singing and tranquility of all things.
For hundreds of years, the Sri people have regarded Shanniao Island as their ancestral home, but they have never built a village or left any large buildings. Perhaps this is also related to the lack of water on the island and year-round drought.
Chihuaco, an old militiaman, led his fleet around half a circle of Yamatori Island from south to north. Mecat once again determined that the length of the big island was about a hundred miles and the width was about sixty miles.
In just one day's journey, giant fish in the sea kept appearing. They sprayed water and screamed next to the fleet, curiously looking at the long ship they had never seen before. The crew members were shocked, prayed to the Lord God, and then knelt on the bow of the ship.
Next, show your mortal respect to the giant spirit in the sea.
"Ah, so many sea monsters!...Could it be that Shantori Island is the end of the world?"
Chihuaco was a little surprised. He had never seen so many seabirds, and he had never seen so many giant fish. In fact, there are one-third of the world's species of whales in the sea near Tiburon Island.
, and there are more than 800 kinds of sea fish. There are more than 500 kinds of animals on the island, most of them are birds. This is an inaccessible and deserted land, and it is also a paradise for thousands of animals to inhabit.
The fleet circled to the northeast of the big island, landed again for exploration, and set up sentinels on the nearby mountains. Looking from the mountains, the shallow strait was right in front of us. The narrowest point was only eight or nine hundred meters, and it could be easily
Swimming across. Across the strait, you can clearly see the eastern continent. The vast Gobi is dotted with sparse green, and gradually turns into desert to the north.
It was a peaceful day with nothing happening. On the afternoon of the fourth day, the sentinel on the mountain finally blew the warning conch horn again.
"Didi! Didi! Di!..."
The conch was flying in the distance, and the expedition fleet was immediately mobilized. The warriors put on their armor, put up their shields, and took out their prepared spears and bows. When the sentinels ran down the mountain, they saw nearly two hundred kingdom warriors ready to fight.
.He took several breaths before anxiously reporting back.
"Sri people...come...come!"
"How many people are there? One hundred or two hundred?"
Huitu Puap held down the dagger at his waist and asked menacingly.
"At least five hundred! A large, swarming area, swarming from the other side of the strait. I'm afraid there are more behind... behind!"
"What! So many?"
The gray earth warrior suddenly lost his color. He whispered in disbelief.
"The tribes in the desert can only feed a few thousand people at most, so how can there be so many warriors?"
"There must be more than one tribe. I'm afraid this island has a very special meaning to the Sri people!"
Chihuaco shook his head and analyzed calmly. Then, he waved his hand and made a decision.
"Let's evacuate! Everyone get on board!"
"Um..."
Puap lowered his head slightly and released his hand from the dagger. The menacing gray warrior took the lead and ran towards the boat without saying anything.
Within two quarters of an hour, everyone boarded the fleet. A few quarters later, the leading scouts of the Sri people appeared on the nearby hilltop. They still had water stains on their bodies and looked at the direction of the fleet. Then, a
An old hunter blew a strange stone xun, and a desolate low whistle floated far away in the sea and sky. After a while, more and more Sri warriors appeared on the mountain top, and then ran to the seaside close to the fleet. Hundreds of them
Wielding a short spear, he roared wildly at the three large ships.
Across the sea more than a hundred steps away, Chihuaco carefully looked at the tribal warriors of the Sri people. Most of them were bare-chested, had long hair, held short spears, and carried spears or hunting bows on their backs. A few elite warriors had
, will be tattooed with snake-like patterns. And some figures who look like leaders will wear feathered straw hats. A few leaders even wear cotton armor with jingling stones tied to the cotton armor, and they are giving orders loudly.
Tribal warriors around.
"Hmm. For hunting or fishing, I don't know how to forge. Weapons made of stone, simple hunting bows. Lack of cloth, pottery, etc., and no gold and silver accessories. It's really... poor and fierce!"
While watching and analyzing, Chihuaco gradually sketched out the image of the Sri people.
Puap looked at the shore for a moment. Those with feathers and cotton armor must be the noble chiefs or leaders of the tribe. He estimated the distance on the opposite side, and then looked at the short hunting bows of the Sri people.
, showing a bit of ruthlessness on his face.
"Old man Qi, we can row the boat closer! At a distance of about sixty steps, the Sri people can't shoot at us at all, but we can shoot at them. Then, let a dozen longbowmen who are good at shooting aim separately.
Let's do it together and kill a few heads! The warriors of the tribe usually need to be commanded by the leader. As long as the leader is killed, the Sri people will definitely become a mess. If I lead the warriors to charge again, I will definitely kill them with blood.
A river, running around like a turkey!"
"Ah? Lao Pu, you, you are really... a killer!"
Chihuaco scratched his head and held it in for a while before he uttered a suitable word.
In terms of pure combat, Puap's idea is correct. Relying on the long-range advantage, he carried out surprise beheadings with great difficulty, throwing the enemy into chaos. Then, the well-equipped warriors seized the opportunity and launched a fierce charge to defeat the chaotic enemy. This
This method of warfare is very simple and effective for unorganized tribal armies, and has proven successful time and time again.
"But, Lao Pu, think about it, do the Sri people have to be our enemies? What's the point of killing them and killing many warriors? The warriors will definitely suffer unnecessary casualties. I think,
Is there any misunderstanding between us and them... It's best to find someone to talk to and resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties, rather than letting the misunderstanding turn into an irresolvable blood feud..."
More than 400 tribal warriors gathered at the seaside. At some point, a few feathered chiefs raised a fire and danced a war dance. The stones on their bodies jingled. Then, hundreds of tribal warriors danced a war dance.
, singing in unison toward the seaside!
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Chihuaco listened carefully for a while, completely confused. He pulled his hair and asked the mountain bird next to him.
"What are they doing? Why did they suddenly start singing?"
"Captain, uh... this is the way the Sri people demonstrate to the enemy. They dance war dances and sing war songs, in order to prepare to fight the enemy... well, to the death."
Shanniao pursed his lips, with some worry in his eyes. He has never experienced a large-scale tribal war in his life. The Sri people are not afraid of death, and the number of people in the fleet is at a disadvantage...
"Ah?! Why are we suddenly going to fight to the death? What do the people of Sri Lanka think?"
Chihuaco shook his head and sighed. The expedition team got on the boat, and there was nothing to be afraid of. It was just the extreme attitude of the Sri people that made people a little confused and worried. He thought about it, and again
ask.
"Shanniao, what did they sing?"
"Well, let me listen carefully...one, two, three big ships...leaving our ancestral land!...Who is coming?...Uninvited guests are coming...They must go to other places
Place!...Kill them until they are dead!..."
Shanniao stammered as he translated, his face getting paler.
"Um..."
Chihuaco was silent. The Sri people showed complete hostility. He originally thought of sending an envoy to send some gifts as a sign of goodwill. Looking at the situation, if he sent an envoy there, he would be sending fresh meat.
Once you reach the coyote's mouth, you will never come back.
"Captain! The enemy's fleet is coming!"
Before the Sri people finished singing their war song, at the other end of the sea, a large number of small boats were rowing towards this side like arrows.
"Everyone, prepare to fight!"
Chihuaco immediately threw away all thoughts and shouted sharply.
"The warrior picked up the longbow and raised the shield on the side of the ship! The oarsmen were in position, ready for a collision!"
The fighting method of large galleys is somewhat similar to that of large canoes. They either shoot with bows and arrows within a few dozen steps, or they stick together and fight together, or they speed up and ram into each other. In sea battles, the number and bravery of the warriors are different.
It is no longer the key to victory. Instead, it is the performance and size of the ship.
A big ship is better than a small one, a big gun is better than a small gun, many ships are better than few ships, and many guns are better than few guns. The four are arranged in order, and the big ship is the first element.
A quarter of an hour later, the Sri Lankan fleet had arrived within a few hundred steps. The sun shone on the sea, and Puap squinted his eyes and took a good look for a while before laughing loudly.
"Haha! They are all small canoes with only five or six people! Although there are fifty or sixty boats, they are just some scurrying fire ants. Our big boat is a strong giant anteater, and it can take down these palm-sized canoes.
Small boat, one shot will kill one!"
Then, the dust warrior licked his mouth and held down the bronze dagger again.
"Old man Qi, don't hesitate, give the order! The fleet approaches, shoots two rounds of arrows first, and then rushes straight up! Use the bronze ram on our bow to smash their boat to pieces!"
"Um!"
Chihuaco nodded. The enemy arrived in an instant. They fought with their lives, but they could not spare any effort. He no longer hesitated, suppressed all thoughts for the time being, and shouted sternly.
"Wave the red flag! Order all ships to stay level. Get close to the enemy fleet, shoot two rounds, and then launch a charge! ... Praise the Lord God, this battle will be won!"
"Praise the Lord God, this battle will be won!"
The sailors shouted in unison and started rowing. The warriors stood on the bow of the boat, raised their shields and set up their long bows. The fleets on both sides were getting closer and closer, but in just one drink of water, they were within a hundred paces.
Inside.
The Sri people rowed small boats, brandished short spears, and howled wildly. The kingdom's fleet moved forward steadily, and the warriors held their long bows tightly and fought silently. In the blue sky, seabirds stared below and made sharp calls.
A large group of two-legged beasts are about to fight each other, and the light blue sea will be painted bright red!
