Bloodhead is a descendant of a Toltec nobleman. In Navatel, "Toltek" means craftsman and wise man.

His ancestors originally lived in the very warm jungle in the south, and once built huge city-states to make pottery and golden treasures that the Mayans and Caribbeans envied.

They also built magnificent altars of the sun and moon to pray for God's blessing.

However, before the Bloodhead was born, the powerful Chichimaiga people occupied the city-states of their ancestors and drove them out of their homes.

As a last resort, Xuetou's grandfather led his slaves and descendants to wander north along the coastline. Until he came to the land at his feet, he finally decided not to wander and build a home.

But it will never be able to restore the glory of the Toltec city-state.

The full name of Blood Head is: Half Moon, Bear Man, Blood Head.

Half Moon is his nickname. At the time of his birth, the priest who delivered the birth took his blood to the river to receive the baptism of the water god. It happened that half of the moon was very bright in the sky.

The priest said that half moon is the name of blood.

"Bear Man" is the nickname given to his blood when he was underage. Because he was tall and strong, he was as fierce as the giant bear in the north.

Xuetou likes the name Bear Man very much, which will make him look very powerful.

Unfortunately, this name can only be used before the coming-of-age ceremony.

As a Toltec, the coming-of-age ceremony is when you first participate in a battle. People in the clan will give him a new name based on the performance of the first battle.

But the blood head screwed it up.

Not only did he not cut off the enemy's scalp, he was bitten by the enemy who was dying and backfiring. His head was covered in blood, and even the totem of the Feathered Snake God was blurred with blood.

The tribe members laughed at him and called him Xuetou.

He didn't want to accept this, but he couldn't refuse.

Bloodhead's only hope is to find honor in the subsequent battle and win a new name for himself.

Unfortunately, he messed up again.

These uninvited guests who were dressed more gorgeous than the Mayans and whose weapons were more shiny than the copper spear of the Tawanting Sulong tribe, seemed to have the power of the Vulcan God.

His brothers and comrades were defeated and he became a slave to the enemy.

Yes, in the eyes of Indians, there are only two consequences of failure: one is to be cut off and lose the soul; the other is to become a slave to the enemy.

Of course, the blood head can escape.

This group of strangely dressed strangers seemed to be not strictly guarding slaves, and Bloodhead even had several chances to escape back to the tribe.

But, he couldn't do it.

If he runs back, he will have the next name, a name that is more humiliating than a blood head.

So Xuetou became desperate and followed those foreigners like ghosts and gods to return to their territory.

Everything that Xuetou saw next completely subverted his cognition. He even firmly believed that these strangers were descendants of God.

He saw a large ship that was even more spectacular than a palace floating on the sea. It was boundless and could not count.

You should know that although the Toltec tribe is famous for its craftsmanship on this land, it can only build canoes and rafts.

Bloodheads could not imagine how such a palace floated on the sea.

He saw that it was so easy to obtain the fire. Just touch it on a magical stone and sparks could be generated.

Some people even put the fire on their body and put it in an exquisite tube. They can get the fire by just blowing it.

He saw that everyone was wearing gorgeous sacrificial robe.

You know, in the Toltec tribe, only priests and leaders are qualified to wear such clothes, and they are so precious.

My grandfather said that the Toltec city-state had to exchange the purest gold and the most exquisite pottery for the long cloth of the Qibucha tribe every year.

The only sacrificial robe in the clan that is regarded as a treasure is made of Qibucha long cloth.

The chief only took it out and put it on the feather god's ritual.

But even the best Chibucha Longbu is not as good as those of these foreigners. He even saw someone wearing robes woven from gold.

That's right, they were the two old men who had just arrived at the master's camp.

Their clothes actually shine, with a yellow luster and an indescribable texture of blood heads.

And these were not shocked enough. When the young man who might be his master handed over the food, Xuetou's eyes could no longer be removed from the utensils containing the food.

Oh my God! It is as white as snowflakes, shining more than gold and silver, and is different from any treasure.

Bloodhead dared not use it to eat, so he would rather hold the food.

Although the young master showed a look of surprise and contempt, even though the Toltecs were the most elegant tribe.

Only the savage tribes eat with their hands, and they have pottery bowls and wooden spoons.

The food was delicious, better than the slaves in the tribe, and even easier to swallow than barbecue and corn soup.

While eating, Xuetou secretly looked at the group of mysterious and powerful strangers.

If they had established a tribe here? Then it would not be their own who was suffering, and the entire tribe would not be their opponent.

Zhao Wei was amused and laughed at his captives.

He couldn't understand the language and could guess it, and he wouldn't follow his advice and eat with a bowl, so he just let him go.

While holding a small bowl and eating slowly, he chatted with Jiang Zheng and Zhang Shijie.

"I guess there should be a large settlement nearby, otherwise there would be hundreds of natives. I wonder what the two of them are planning? Once they get in touch, will they fight?"

Zhang Shijie was stunned. Zhao Wei's tone did not seem to be asking casually, as if he was quite serious.

"Why, King Ning is afraid of fighting with these natives?"

"Haha." Zhao Wei laughed dryly, "I'm not afraid."

As he spoke, Wang Sheng brought the stone spear he brought back.

When Zhang Shijie saw it, he was quite surprised, "This"

This is too shabby, right? If the locals use this weapon, there is nothing scary.

However, King Ning obviously knew that the opponent was not scary, so why did he ask this question?

"King Ning has something to say, so you might as well say it."

"Hi." Zhao Wei sighed, "There was nothing that could not be said."

"When fighting or not, the key is not what the locals are, but what the husbands think. Should they take root here or just replenish supplies, and then find another place."

Before we arrived in America, everyone was in a dark state. For the unknown, no one had ever considered what environment to choose as the end point.

But now in America, this matter is a problem that has to be considered and is imminent.

Not only Zhao Wei was thinking, but the court’s husbands were thinking about this question.

Seeing Zhao Weina's expression, Jiang Jin obviously had his own opinion, so he said, "King Ning is indeed saying that he is on the point. The opinion of Prime Minister Lu and us is not consistent yet. I want to hear what King Ning thinks."

Zhao Wei laughed secretly, if you are unified, I won’t mention this, okay?

"What do I think? I'm just a bastard. I'm just a bastard. I'm just listening to my father."

"Oh?" the two put down the bowl, "What is the opinion of King Cheng?"

Zhao Wei was not in a hurry to speak, "Let's analyze it!"

"The place we are now is full of low hills, with abundant rain and pleasant climate. I just had a little communication with the prisoners, and they were only one tribe within a hundred miles. If we take root here, we will not lose the best choice, but it will not be completely harmless."

"Yes." Jiang Zheng nodded.

Zhao Wei was right, it was really good here. There were fish offshore, forests and water, and large areas of arable fields.

"Nan Ning talks about the bad things."

"The downside?" Zhao Wei raised his eyebrows, "The downsides are also many!"

"First, it's so fucking easy."

When the two heard this, they were stunned.

Zhao Wei curled his mouth wide, "It's too easy to come here? It's far less difficult than we thought."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhao Wei: "It is easy for us to come, but it is not difficult for the Mongols to chase after me! You can hit your arms after crossing the sea. What if you really chase after me?"

But he didn't expect that Zhang Shijie shook his head, "King Ning doesn't need to worry about this. If he stays here, Meng Yuan will not be afraid of chasing him."

Zhang Shijie has this confidence because the terrain of Seattle is another treasure land, not inferior to the treasure land of Yashan.

There is a bay inside and a large island outside echoes. If you want to defend it, it will be beneficial to the army.

Moreover, even if the Yuan army really chased, it would not be like on the coast of the Central Plains. They were on a hard expedition, and the Song army was waiting for it. If they still couldn't defend it, it would be strange.

After hearing Zhang Shijie's description, Zhao Wei couldn't help but smile and said to himself that the husbands were indeed inclined to not leave.

But, it won't work!

In Zhao Wei's opinion, this place must not be kept.
Chapter completed!