Aztec Eternals

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The sea is boundless blue, and the sky is desolate and boundless. Dozens of small boats chased the three large ships, the Taino militiamen shouted and howled fanatically, the oarsmen cut through the **** sea of ​​​​the setting sun, and the warriors shot howling fire!

The fire ignited between the sea and the sky, flickering like a guiding light, foreshadowing an unknown death. The three large ships had fully hoisted their sails, desperately throwing away their heavy supplies and cargo, and fled to the depths of the East China Sea. The panicked Castilian sailors wailed and prayed, and the frightened exploration captains cursed and jumped. And the suddenly cut cable and the burning remains of the sail dropped down, like judgment falling from the ceiling!

"Diamine! Throw the burned stern sail into the sea! Throw all the belongings into the sea! Throw the supplies into the sea too!...Merda! Throw it all away! Hurry! Hurry up!... It's getting dark! It's going to be dark soon! blacken!…

"Damn it! Damn it! The **** Pinson brothers, relying on their ship's speed, actually abandoned the flagship..."

"Merciful Lord! Please protect us!..."

The commander of the expeditionary force, with a gray face, ran around on the deck, shouting angry and distressed. The sailors on the flagship were busy putting out the fire and praying to God with unprecedented piety. All cargo and supplies were thrown away just to make the ship move faster. And this rush to the edge of death is like the sword of doom hanging over everyone's head, constantly approaching, until darkness pours in from the horizon, covering up everything dangerous...

"Holy Mother! It's finally dark! The devil's natives can't catch up... They've stopped, we're safe!"

Night fell silently, leaving only a few flickers of firelight. The sailors who fell into the sea, the remaining sails hanging down in the sea, and the cargo thrown desperately from the big ships were all flowing in the deep sea like helpless waves. As Columbus watched nervously, the pursuing native "Devil" finally stopped and began to salvage the final harvest. And when they picked up the five white prisoners who had fallen into the water, the pious cheers from the heart resounded at the edge of the deep sea, making the sailors in the fleet tremble!

"Praise to the Lord God! Praise to Huitzilopochitli!... With the blessing of the Lord God, we defeated the evil spirits, and we caught a palm sacrifice!..."

"O Lord! These savage Sipanese! Diamine!...The treasures I left behind, my money!..."

Night is the best cover, and the west wind is laughing in a low voice. All the big ships and small boats were scattered together in the dark night, leaving only a scene of bustling celebrations and a scene of heart-wrenching lamentations.

The west wind howled that night, and the sailors sailed in the endless darkness, smelling the salty smell of death and failure. Until the sea and sky are vast, the fighting and shouting have disappeared without a trace, like a nightmare that has finally faded away. A golden sunrise rose from the faint east, illuminating the desolate deep sea and the three ships that had gathered together again after running away all night.

The Castilian fleet gathered together and anchored in this deep and unknown blue sea. This is obviously the depth of the sea, and there is no trace of the coast, so it could use some repairs. A closer look under the skylight revealed that the sides and decks of the three sea-going ships were all burnt by the tung oil torches thrown by the natives, leaving them in a gray and messy mess. As for the largest flagship, the Santa Maria, only the foresail and mainsail were left, and even the tail sail was burned. As for all the sailors, their faces were blackened by the smoke, and they were in a miserable state, as if they had turned into black-skinned natives from the southern continent.

"Merda! Hurry up and get water and flush the deck!...Huh? Brothers Pinson have raised a flag and want to come over for a meeting?...Minchia! These two **** can escape faster than anyone else!..."

Under the orders of the captains, the demoralized sailors pulled water from the sea and cleaned the blackened decks. After this fight and fire, many places on the ship were damaged. The damage to these hulls urgently requires carpenters to repair it, or at least reinforce it with timber, otherwise the hull is likely to fall apart in the event of a storm. But right now they are short of ship materials, no place where they can safely repair the ship, and they don't even have much supplies...

"Merda! May you fall into the sea and drown!..."

Columbus looked gloomily as he watched the captains of the two caravels, each with a few cronies and weapons, climbing onto their ships using rope ladders. He squinted his eyes and counted for a while. After two fights, there were only 12 people left on the Pinta and 17 people on the Niniya, plus the 34 people on his own ship... 88 people explored when they arrived in the Bahamas The fleet now has only 63 people. However, there are the most people on the flagship, so I have the advantage...

"Lord! What **** natives! They kept chasing us, as crazy as demons!... If the commander hadn't ordered to abandon all the stolen goods, our ship would have been caught!... Damn it! ! Captain Hiramatsu, why are you running so fast?..."

"Alana! Shut up and get your weapons!...Brothers Pingsong and Pingsong, what are you two doing here?..."

Columbus was wearing black aristocratic clothing, and the admiral's hat on his head was missing. He had fierce eyes, holding the rapier at his waist, and looked at the two captains Pinson who were boarding the ship, like a hyena whose territory was threatened and was ready to bite.

The expressions of the two Captain Pinzon remained unchanged. They first greeted the royal butler Gutierrez, who was trying hard to maintain his appearance, and then exchanged a few greetings with the solemn-looking second captain De La Cosa. Finally, Martin Alonso's eyes flashed, he glanced at the surviving sailors on the flagship, and then he glanced at the second boatswain Chachu covertly, and then he looked at Columbus, the commander of the expeditionary force.

"Greetings to you, Commander of the Expeditionary Force Columbus! Under your outstanding leadership, the fleet suffered a shameful defeat and was defeated twice in a row by the natives..."

"Vaffanculo! Dahiramatsu, what do you mean?! Merda! You want to pass the responsibility to me? You failed in the fight with the natives, can you blame me?! Besides, the first time was all because of you..."

"The Lord is witness! Commander Columbus, brother is just stating some facts!"

Pinson Vicente Yáñez smiled, took a step forward, bowed his head slightly, and made an almost invisible courtesy to Columbus. Then, he looked at the royal butler Gutierrez, then at the scribe Rodrigo who was injured by a stone, and said in a deep voice.

"Dear Royal Steward, Dear Clerk, the fleet's supplies are running low... The Santa Maria flagship has also been seriously damaged, and even the tail sail was burned... It's hard to say, this will be a suitable flagship! …”

Hearing this, the royal butler Gutierrez raised his eyebrows and looked at each other with the clerk Rodrigo. If the flagship loses its tail sail, its speed will drop by at least one-third. And the Santa Maria is already slow. If it encounters the crazy chasing natives again...

After pondering for a moment, both of them guessed what Xiao Pingsong meant, and there was some movement in their eyes. However, neither of them spoke immediately. They just smiled faintly and seemed to be watching something.

"Merda! Xiaopingsong, what are you talking about?...I, Columbus, am the commander of the fleet, personally appointed by the Queen! The ship I am on is naturally the flagship of the fleet!..."

"The Lord witnesses! Columbus, the Queen did appoint you as the fleet commander, but I'm afraid you are not qualified... Of course, I am just making a pertinent opinion, not blaming you. After all, even if you cannot bring victory to the fleet, Nor can you bring wealth to the sailors... Even if you are a failed and unqualified hapless commander, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net but you still have the Queen's letter of appointment..."

"Vaffanculo! Dapingsong! I'm going to kill you!..."

"What? Columbus, do you want to follow the tradition of the kingdom and have a brave duel with me?..."

Dahiramatsu raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and patted the extended scimitar on his waist, and looked at Columbus provocatively. Faced with such a provocation, Columbus' face turned red and he wanted to pull out his bayonet on the spot and stab the strong Ohiramatsu to death! ...But after weighing the combat power of both sides, he still took a deep breath and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Dahiramatsu! As my captain, you are not qualified to duel with your commander!...What exactly do you want to say?..."

"Well, respected Commander Columbus. As a member of the fleet, we came here just to help the flagship and solve its predicament... If I remember correctly, the tail sail of the flagship should have been damaged once in a storm. This A piece of burnt stuff is already a spare sail, right?..."

Xiao Pingsong smiled politely and took over what Ding Pingsong said. He stared at the livid Columbus with his dark brown eyes. The two brothers seemed to be singing a double act, and they seemed to be the old wolf and the young wolf approaching alternately, gradually revealing their greedy sharp teeth!

"Blessed Mother! The flagship of the Santa Maria was severely damaged and has no tail sail and supplies. In such dangerous seas, this would really be fatal! ... But there is a spare tail sail on our two ships that can support the flagship . We can also distribute some food, water, ropes, planks... to the flagship..."

"But! We need to replenish sailors, especially the Pinta, which suffered the most casualties... Dear Lord Columbus, you are the commander of the fleet. Please, you must help us!..."

(End of chapter)

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