There are overlapping clouds in the blue sky, and there are sparkling waves in the blue sea. Fresh green emerges from the mountains and forests along the coast, and the long river surrounds it like a jade belt. The scenery of the Northland seaside is like the most magnificent painting of nature.
, outlining a colorful future.
Zuvalo, the newly minted priest, looked at the mountains and seas along the way as he drove home, but his thoughts drifted leisurely to the north.
Not long ago, after an unexpected encounter with Torpan's tribe, the fleet stayed for a full day. During the first encounter, the two parties did not reach any in-depth agreement, but only confirmed their friendship and expressed their closeness to each other. He presented
The leader Visaka gave ten bundles of cotton cloth, ten bags of cocoa, and ten spears as gifts from his friends. In return, the leader Visaka gave two baskets of unused gold and stone, silver and amphibole, several bags of furs, and
There are red dyes from some minerals. As for the gems in the lake that are indispensable to all the kingdom's southern ministries, the leader of Visaka said that they can't use them and it is better to exchange them for a bag of grain.
According to tribal tradition, in the next six months, the Torpan tribe will farm at the mouth of the river and plant a season of corn. If the harvest is good, they may establish the mouth of the Torpan River as a stable migration location and return every spring.
Migrate in autumn.
"Our merchant fleet will trade regularly and bring you the goods you need."
Priest Zuvaro said this to the leader of Visaka with a sincere face.
"You can consider building a village at the mouth of the river and settling there. Or at least leave some people behind to maintain the existence of the camp."
"Food is always in short supply in the wilderness. In the autumn when farming is impossible, we must expand our range, find more prey, or fight with other tribes."
The leader of Visaka clenched the copper spear in his hand and thrust it hard into the ground. It was inserted half a foot into the soil. Then, he stared at the obviously sharper copper spear, thought for a moment, and promised.
"Brothers from afar, if you can come regularly and bring us useful goods and weapons... there will always be someone staying in the camp at the mouth of the river."
"Even if the tribe migrates, they will only follow the Tolpan River to the wilderness upstream. There are more Huichol tribes there. They also have more furs, dyes, gold, silver and stone in their hands.
amphibole.
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The tribe will try to bring back as much as possible to trade with you."
The so-called amphibole refers to cassiterite and yellow tin ore associated with sphalerite, which also exist in hydrothermal vein deposits. These tin ores are abundant in the territory of the Huichol people, and can be found everywhere in the northwest of Zacatecas
There are silver ores, as well as gold ores that are not rare. However, there are tin ores in this area, but there is no copper. The Red Crow tribe discovered Copper Mountain, but there is no tin.
In the three thousand miles of wilderness in the north, the land is very barren, rivers and rainfall are rare, and mineral deposits are extremely rich, but they are unevenly distributed. Exchanges between various ministries are often dominated by fighting, large-scale commerce is difficult to carry out, and ores cannot be developed.
The deeper they go into the wilderness, the more ferocious and savage the hunting tribes become, and their migration becomes erratic.
Therefore, the use of these ores by Huichol tribes is limited to grinding them into dyes or for decoration. They are isolated from each tribe. There are no tribes that have established city-states around them, and they have not yet learned to smelt. Or, they have learned how to smelt them.
, but in the wasteland lacking in fuel, they migrated and forgot about it.
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"Deep in the wilderness, the Huichol tribes who speak the ancient Aztec language are located in the mountains in the northwest of the world..."
Priest Zuvalo pursed his lips, staring at the simple eyes and brave tattoos of the leader of Visaka, and feeling the fierceness and murderousness of the wasteland warriors. Many thoughts were rising and falling in the heart of the new priest. After a while,
, he nodded and made an agreement with the leader of Visaka before saying goodbye.
"Witness the Lord God! Brothers of the Torpan tribe in the mountains, I will leave ten crew members stationed here. They will help you farm and build camps. When you return to the kingdom, you will repair the ships... Two
In three months, we will go north again, and we will definitely meet again before the autumn harvest."
"Okay! The gods are watching the agreement on the ground in the red sky. The tribes on the ship, we will meet again and trade again as friends and brothers!"
The leader of Visaka nodded and agreed. He didn't have as many thoughts as the other party, and he was not afraid of the tribe's stay on the ship. Even if he encounters threats at the seaside in the future, it will only be a long-distance migration. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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If you want to migrate, just move a few hundred miles away. But now, this kind of trade that is beneficial to the continuation of the tribe must always be grasped, and it is worth doing!
The morning sun rises and sets, another day passes. The merchant fleet sails into the sea and the sky, and the river mouth returns to calm. From south to north, after the town of Zongshi of the Nan Tecos people and the city of Three Rivers of the Northern Tecos people, the Huichol people migrate
The mouth of the Torpan River is the third node of the northward navigation route.
Continuing to the north, the fourth node is the Yushan Village of the Totome people, which can replenish food and fresh water, and trade gold and stones on a small scale. When the merchant fleet returned, more than a dozen crew members were stationed here. Going further
Six to seven hundred miles northwest is the fifth node, the Yoremu tribe of the Mayo people.
Priest Zuvaro was sitting on the bow of the boat. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth as he thought about what Yolem had seen.
When the kingdom first explored, there was a Prepecha warrior, the gray cat Putu, left in the Yorem tribe. Last month, the gray cat Putu saw the arrival of the kingdom’s merchant fleet and was excited.
I couldn't help myself, even tears overflowed from my eyes.
"God bless you! You are finally here! Dear Priest Zuvalo, please take me away. I can't live like this anymore!..."
When they met again, Gray Cat's figure had obviously lost weight, and his face had become weathered. As a tribal warrior in exchange, his most important task was to save seeds to improve the bloodline of intermarriage within the Yorem tribe. On weekdays,
, he was pestered by the women in the tribe, almost never stopping. In less than a year, he already had four confirmed children, and as for the uncertain ones, I am afraid there are more... Putu's
Naturally, the request was rejected by the priest Zuvalo. The kingdom needed envoys who were familiar with the Northland and stationed among the tribes in the north. He chatted with the hard-working Prepecha warriors and learned more about the great Yorem tribe.
He laughed loudly at the situation and watched Putu being dragged away by several strong women.
Then, there was a secret conversation between the kingdom's new priest, merchant captain Zuvalo, and the leader of the Yorem tribe, Chief Kalan.
"Ancestors witness! Friends from the sea, your weapons are very useful and very good! We need more. Well, gold, stone, silver stone, copper stone, flint, all can be exchanged and accepted."
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Chief Kalan wore the iconic deer head and had a sincere smile on his face. He had long learned about the power of the southern tribes from the gray cat Putu, and his attitude became more and more amiable.
"The Lord God witnesses! The divine will guides our meeting, which is the reunion of brothers. This distant sea route connects us and brings light and prosperity!"
Priest Zuwaro looked sincere and communicated with Chief Kallan on an equal footing.
"Dear Chief Kallan, your copper and stone are very good, your gold and stone are of good quality, and they are all of high quality. The fleet will trade with you, and will also leave some manpower to station at Yorem. In addition, the ships will bring
, there are also two priest apprentices of the main god who will stay in Yoremu Village to guide the tribe in farming, construction and smelting..."
"In addition, Chief Kalan, I hope to obtain a piece of land belonging to the kingdom around the Yorem tribe to build a shrine to the main god and enshrine the emblem of the main god. Similarly, I also need to build a warehouse to
To store the goods traded.”
"Oh? Keep manpower, acquire a piece of kingdom land, and build a shrine and warehouse?"
Upon hearing such a proposal, Chief Kalan raised his brows and pondered silently. After a long while, he answered with a smile.
"From the perspective of our tribes in the north, land is a gift from heaven and earth from divinity, and it can only belong to heaven and earth, not to humans. Therefore, we Mayo people and Yaqui tribes do not occupy the land, but only use it.
, to obtain the gift of the Mother Goddess of the Earth... Tribes from the sea, you can use the free land to build sacrificial temples and warehouses, but it cannot be fertile soil suitable for farming by the river. @精品/书馆*Update~~"
"Praise the Lord God! Thank you for your kindness, respected Chief Kallan!"
Hearing Chief Deer Head's promise, Zuvalo nodded with satisfaction and showed joy. The minerals in this area are so rich, and the quality of copper and gold is extremely high. The kingdom is determined to lay down its foundation here and spread its faith. Of course, further north
The high-quality coal mines and the large Yomi tribe of the Yaqui people cannot be spared either.
"The ancestors are watching us! Friends and brothers from the sea, the Yorem tribe is willing to be friendly to you, and we also hope to receive goodwill in return."
Chief Kallan put away his smile and looked at him. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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serious.
Correct update@He looked at Priest Zuvalo, his voice became deeper, and his words also contained chills.
"I have a bolder proposal, related to the large Yomei tribe in the north..."
Aztec Immortal.
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