Aztec Eternals

The sun was shining brightly, the roar was loud, and the undulating sea surface was intertwined with bright gold and light red. At the moment when the boat rose and fell, two deep bow sounds merged into one and shot toward the side of the ship several meters high!

"Whoosh!..."

"Blessed Mother! Blessed by the Lord! Blessed by the devil!...Merda! You clumsy fools! Hurry up... eh?! What... ah!"

Beside the stern rudder of the Virgin Mary, a gorgeous admiral's hat suddenly flew up, and the loud curses suddenly stopped, and then turned into a shrill, high-pitched scream!

"My ears! My ears!…"

"Ah?! It's an arrow! It's a hidden arrow from the natives, shot from the boat behind!..."

"Damn! Where are the muskets? Quick, shoot them with muskets!..."

"Brother-in-law!"

“Diaamiiii—chiaaaaa!!…”

At the stern of the ship, under the horrified eyes of everyone, Columbus howled and stumbled, falling next to the side of the ship. At this moment, his shrill scream was like a prolonged chant in a theater. This shocking treble can even overwhelm all the protagonists in the new dramas that are popular in Italian city-states! And he covered the left side of his face in pain, but blood still remained from the side of his face. Between the bright red in front of me and the blue sky behind me, most of the outline of the left ear has disappeared, and I don’t know where it fell...

"O Lord! Brother-in-law, you! Your ears are gone!...O Holy Mother! Brother-in-law, you...will you die?..."

"Vaffanculo! Even if you die, I can't die!..."

Columbus stretched out his left hand tremblingly, looked at the bright red blood on his palm, felt the warm liquid still flowing from his left ear, and looked at the remains of flesh that fell on the deck. His eyes were blood red instantly, like a frightened and mad beast, but his voice had become hoarse, and he roared furiously!

"Alana! Go, shoot the natives behind! Go!..."

"Ah? Yes! Commander..."

Forty steps away, when they saw the disappearing figure beside the side of the ship and heard the evil chief's still loud curses, the two Red Crow guards looked at each other with some regret on their faces.

"Hey! You can miss it even if you are so close..."

"Damn it! It's all because we're at sea! The boat is rocking so hard..."

"Don't talk nonsense, there is still a chance for an arrow! God bless you! Who should you shoot?..."

"Shoot the guy who is holding a long pipe and pointing it at us! Looking at his clothes, he looks like a boss..."

"Yeah! Be careful and shoot in the chest!..."

"good!…"

"Quick! Hurry up and reload! Get ready to ignite..."

At the stern of the ship, Alana led the sailors to load the medicine and set up the matchlock guns. At the same time, he turned his head and looked at Columbus, with genuine worry on his face.

"Brother-in-law! You are still bleeding...are you really not going to die? If you die, who should I listen to on this ship?..."

"Cazzo! Shut up! Only you will die..."

"I didn't mean that...ah!...brother-in-law...I...arrow...save...save..."

Before he finished speaking, Alana suddenly stiffened and felt severe pain in his chest. His eyes widened, he lowered his head and barely glanced, then his whole body suddenly fell forward and disappeared from the side of the ship.

"Wow!"

"O Lord! The boatswain has been struck by an arrow and fallen into the water!..."

"Ah! The shot is so accurate, this must be the parrot marksman of the natives!"

"What to do? What to do?!...Commander, do you want to stop and fish out the boatswain?..."

Upon hearing this question, the sailors' nervous eyes immediately focused on Columbus, the commander of the expeditionary force. Columbus fell to the side of the ship with his legs crossed, his face still bleeding, and his eyes filled with unbelievable shock. He looked at the empty side of the ship. In just one breath, the shock in his eyes turned into sadness, and then into tears falling from the corners of his eyes for the first time. However, his wide open mouth shouted the cold command without any hesitation or even a trace of hesitation!

"Full sail! No lowering!... Minchia! North! Go!..."

"Yes! The commander said, full sail, continue heading north!..."

"Ah? This...is!..."

The wind became louder and louder, the ship's speed became faster and faster, and the Virgin Mary fell into a deathly silence. The sailors were busy in silence, each with his head lowered. No one dared to look at Columbus's expression, and no one went to bandage him.

Only the second captain, Dracosa, squatted down and looked carefully at the sea. He looked a few miles away and saw that a galley longboat had finished the battle and was approaching with a boatload of native warriors. He looked at the seven or eight canoes that were gradually getting further away a hundred steps away. It was no longer possible to catch up with the big sailing ship...

"Praise be to the merciful Lord! The ship is speeding up and we are finally safe!"

De La Cosa's calm gaze finally stopped on the canoe at the front. He watched as two native archers with weapons fished out a man from the sea and were tying him up with a rope...Dracosa pursed his lips and finally couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Hey! Chief Arana is also the boatswain on the ship!... Boatswain... huh?..."

Dracosa whispered to himself, his eyes gradually narrowed. Alana was Columbus's most loyal and capable follower, and was Columbus's powerful minion to control the sailors. Unexpectedly, he suddenly died here. And when a close confidant like Alana fell into the water and was directly abandoned by Columbus, then the sailors on this ship who can still firmly follow Columbus may be...

"God bless you! Chief Columbus! Your ears... need to be bandaged as soon as possible!..."

De La Cosa turned around, his squinted eyes suddenly opening. With a concerned look on his face, he walked towards Columbus, but his right hand was quietly pressed on the scimitar at his waist. Columbus's eyes widened and he was shocked. He stared at the second captain who was slowly approaching, as if he suddenly realized something.

"Merda! Juan! De La Cosa!... The captain who discovered the new route, now only the two of us are left. I said that I would make a beak oath with you and become brothers!... We... we will go together Meet the queen and share this great honor...eh?!...arrow...poison!..."

As Columbus spoke, his expression suddenly changed. He tried to open his mouth, but only vague words came out. And a cold numbness was quickly spreading from his left ear to half of his face, until it paralyzed his tongue!

"Ho...ho!..."

"Huh?! The native arrows are actually poisonous?...Boss Columbus? Boss? Are you okay?..."

Dracosa stood vigilantly, looking for Shuyuanwww. zhaｏshuyuａ.com is two steps away from Columbus. He shouted a few words tentatively, and slowly drew out his scimitar. Columbus struggled a few times at the side of the ship, trying to stand up, but half of his body was numb. Finally, he fell weakly on the deck, looking up at the sky, unable to even move his neck.

"It's over! The arrows are poisonous!...It's over! I haven't gained the honor of discovering a new route, and I haven't let those fools who laughed at me bow their heads and kneel down! Vaffanculo!..."

At this moment, listening to De La Cosa's cautiously approaching footsteps and looking at the vast Caribbean sky, thousands of thoughts flashed through Columbus's mind, as well as scenes of navigation and exploration. The hardships and ridicules he encountered in the past twenty years, the struggles and hopes he experienced, and the ecstasy of discovering a new route all flashed through his mind!

At this moment, this civilian "general" from an Italian city-state, the commander of the expeditionary force who was as stubborn as a donkey, finally burst into tears...

"Minchia! It's really over...I'm going to die in the east!...Merda! I have experienced so many dangers...I never thought that in the end, I would die in the hands of Dracosa!!..."

(End of chapter)