1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 173 [Arrival in England]

veracruz.

This is the largest port on the east coast of Mexico. Last year, the Americans assembled tens of thousands of troops to attack here. It was one of the largest battles in the US-Mexico War, second only to the Battle of Mexico City.

However, when the horse sentry came here, the atmosphere of war had basically dissipated, or it had turned into politics and was continuing on the negotiating table.

Limited by sluggish communication, this negotiation may last for half a year or even longer.

Naturally, people will not wait so long. In fact, the life of the Veracruz people has largely returned to normal, so Luanfa was able to find merchant ships bound for Europe here.

In the port, the endless sea comes into view.

"Great chief, that's the merchant ship I found." Luanfa pointed to a wooden sailboat moored in the port. The ship was not too big, but it was slender with a sharp protruding bow, which looked quite eye-catching.

This is... a clipper ship?

The horse whistle looked at the sailboat, a little uncertain.

The clipper ship is a kind of sailing ship that has only gradually emerged in the last ten years. Although it is a sailing ship, it is actually not inferior to a steam ship, especially in terms of speed-the steam ship of this era is not mature.

Of course, this ship is probably not a real clipper ship, but an improved sailboat designed to be close to a clipper ship.After all, the flying clipper boat in the strict sense has only been born in the United States for a few years, and it is not popular enough.

Random hair: "I heard that this kind of ship is very fast. It takes less than a month from here to Liverpool in England."

"Let's go, we'll take this boat." Ma Shao nodded, and then led everyone behind him to the sailboat.

The captain seemed to be of mixed race, in his 30s, with features of both white and yellow races, with black hair and pupils, fair skin, and neither deep nor shallow eye sockets.

"This is Captain Guzman."

"Hello, Apache," Captain Guzman greeted. "Are you going to Liverpool?"

"Yes."

Guzman nodded, and then said: "May I take the liberty to ask, what are you going to do in England?"

"Learn." Horse Whistle didn't explain much.

"It's really strange." Captain Guzman couldn't help saying, he had never heard of such a thing.But when he noticed that there were twenty or thirty boys in the Chippaqi team, he thought it might be true.

He shrugged: "Okay, whatever you want to do in England, even if the British probably don't like you very much. I'm only responsible for collecting money. There are about 50 of you. Are you ready for the ticket money?"

"how much is it?"

"The price of the ticket is six pounds and fifteen pence per person." Captain Guzman added, "I randomly sent me five hundred silver dollars as a deposit, so you probably have to pay two hundred pounds."

At this time, one pound was equivalent to almost five dollars, and six pounds and fifteen pence was about thirty dollars.

The horse sentry took out some gold coins, counted them, and handed them to the captain: "Are these enough?"

"Five dollars short...but forget it, you can board the ship." Captain Guzman weighed the gold coin bag and smiled.

The war had just ended, and the business was not very prosperous. He seemed to be in a good mood to be able to have more than 50 passengers at a time.

"When to set off?"

"Two days later," Captain Guzman added, "Northern men, I hope none of you get seasick."

The horse whistle didn't take it to heart.

Although he had never been on a boat in this life, he had been on a boat in his previous life, and he didn't suffer from seasickness.

Moreover, although the Apache people are not good at water, they are proficient in equestrianism, and they can handle the bumps on the horse's back, so seasickness is nothing to worry about.

three days later.

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Ma Wiao lay on the side of the boat and vomited, his face pale.

Although there was already gastric juice left in his stomach, he still vomited from time to time.

He got seasick, badly.

Ma Shao must now admit that seasickness and motion sickness may be metaphysics.

In his previous life, he lived in a fat house and was neither motion sick nor seasick.

Now he is nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 100 kilograms—and he is not fat. The huge weight mainly comes from his steel-like tendons. He can ride the strongest horse and draw the strongest bow, but he is serious seasick.

For this reason, Ma Shao has not eaten or slept all day and night.

If this state continues, he feels that he may die in the Atlantic Ocean...

The horse whistle was lying on the side of the ship, looking at the blue ocean in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

"It's normal. Many people get seasick when they take a boat for the first time." Captain Guzman walked over and looked at the feathers on the horse's whistle. "Even the bravest fighters, seasickness is very common."

The horse whistle didn't say anything.

Guzman said again: "You are the chief, why do you only have nine feathers on your head?"

Horse whistle: "Is there any necessary relationship between the two?"

Guzman: "As far as I know, many great chiefs will wear a battle crown with dozens or even hundreds of feathers on it, symbolizing the enemies they defeated...Of course, I only lived in an Indian village when I was a child. , I don’t know much about it.”

Ma Shao said slowly: "Indeed, but the vast majority of them have the battle crown because they have the power to distribute feathers, not because they have really made so many meritorious deeds."

Guzman was silent for a while: "So, the nine feathers on your head mean that you have indeed killed nine enemies?"

"Nine at least." Horse Whistle said.

"It's amazing." Then the chat paused for a while, and Guzman smoked a cigar.

Until the horse whistle suddenly said: "How much does it cost to buy a boat like yours?"

"First of all, it depends on where you buy it." Guzman sighed, "like this ship, if you buy it from a British shipyard, it may cost [-] pounds. If you buy it in the United States, it will be cheaper. Why, do you want to buy it?" ship?"

"Just asking, vomit..." Ma Whistle vomited a few more times.

Fortunately, although he suffered from severe seasickness, he adapted quickly. After only three or four days, he basically stopped feeling dizzy. After a week, he fully adapted and could eat and rest normally.

After nearly a month of sailing, on one day in May, the sailboat crossed the Atlantic Ocean, from the Gulf of Mexico to the Irish Sea, and saw the coastline of Great Britain.

"Liverpool is here!"

The outside gradually became noisy, and there was no doubt that they had arrived at a bustling port.

The horse whistle put down the pen and paper, walked out of the room, and looked at the port where the sailboat was sailing.

"Liverpool..."

There is no doubt that as a world-class port, Liverpool is a real big city. Even by the standards of later generations, this city with a population of 30 and thousands of ships passing through it every year is not shabby.

"It's time to disembark in England." When the sailboat docked, Ma Shao and his party descended one after another and set foot on British soil.

(End of this chapter)