Aztec Eternals

The sun has gone down and the sky is dark. The broken galleon of Santa Maria swayed and slowly disappeared at the end of the sea level. And just an hour or two later, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded from the dirt road to the east. The sound of galloping horses got closer and closer, and became more and more urgent, until a group of more than ten royal cavalry rushed up the gray cliff, and the long neigh of reining in the horses was heard.

"Law! Law!"

The cavalry captain Faig stood on the cliff with a stern expression. He rides a Lusitano horse as tall as one person, wears a breastplate with the emblem of the Portuguese royal family, and wears a blue feathered helmet on his head.

He held the reins with one hand and pressed the other hand on the cavalry sword at his waist. Further back, there is a shield with the knight's seal on the horse's back, and a flag gun with the royal flag hanging on it. This set of expensive equipment undoubtedly showed his identity as a knight belonging to the Portuguese royal family. Behind the knight, there are two leather-armored guards in light armor holding swords and no flag guns. They also control four or five horses, maintaining the ability to run one or two hundred miles a day.

"They're gone...a group of cunning sea rats, gangsters who deserve to be beheaded!..."

Faig squinted his eyes, looked at the empty sea for a while, and waved his hand coldly.

"Go to the village!..."

The small group of cavalrymen turned their horses and trotted towards the fishing village under the hill. Soon, the silent fishing village became noisy again, accompanied by burning torches and the villagers shouting in terror. After a shrill scream, all the shouting suddenly stopped, leaving only the harsh torture of the followers. As for the remaining cavalry, they violently kicked open the door of the house and ruthlessly took away the villagers' food reserves to feed their precious horses that had been running for most of the day. As the most important partner of the cavalry, the status of the war horse is naturally much higher than that of the humble villagers.

"law…"

Faig gently stroked the horse and fed it handfuls of oats freshly brought from the village. He turned a blind eye to the interrogation and screams next to him, as well as the body lying on the ground. In such a remote village, the knight master is the god of the villagers. Trial and execution are not a big deal. Free people who offend the master will be killed at will. This is especially true for serfs, who are not even as good as expensive livestock.

Only in large cities with prosperous commerce and strict laws, or towns with large churches and high-ranking priests, do noble knights need to restrain themselves a little. At least for the sake of your own reputation, you have to look good on the surface.

"Captain, there's a result!"

After a while, a guard hurriedly came over, with a bit of solemnity on his face, and some inexplicable excitement. He ran to Faig and whispered something in his ear. Faig was startled, with confusion on his face.

"Huh? A big ship without a flag, but not a bandit on the sea? They sent expensive cotton cloth to the villagers and asked for local news? They also took away a serf?... It's not cotton cloth, it's cotton thread without spinning. Group? It’s really strange…”

"What! The accent is very suspicious? It's hard to understand, like the accent from the mountains in the east? How could the mountain people in the mountains in the east have a big ship?...How big is that ship? So big! A two-decker sailboat?!... "

"There are only a few such big sailing ships in the kingdom, how can the mountain people have them?... The shabby sailing ship, the accent of the mountains in the east... So, you suspect it?... Hmm!!..."

After hearing the end, Faig's pupils shrank instantly and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Damn it! It's the sheep-cracking Castilians! Their large sailing ship has quietly bypassed Lisbon and appeared on the northern coast?!... The royal family's southern continental fleet has just arrived, loaded with gold and spices. Lisbon. The Castilians came to spy, and then quietly escaped? ...This must be a spy ship, just for the sake of it! Buy tips and spy on the inside story of the kingdom!…”

By this time, the seriousness of the matter had completely changed. From the "suspected pirate" initially reported by Zhuangtou, he became a dangerous "enemy spy". And solving such a major case can undoubtedly be regarded as an important achievement of the cavalry team!

"Witness the Lord! I have to go back overnight and report back to the royal steward in Coimbra. Then report such important information to the king's court in Sintra!"

Faig thought for a moment, got on his saddle, and didn't stay for a moment. The cavalry behind him also mounted their unloaded horses. However, the horse preparation was limited, and there were still seven or eight cavalry left. They had to wait until the heavily laden horses were fed before they could continue their return journey. Before leaving, Faig specially left a follower behind and gave solemn instructions.

"Zhuangtou here is riding a mule. He is moving slowly and is still behind... When Zhuangtou comes back, explain the seriousness of the matter to him!..."

"There are serfs in the manor who are liaising with the enemy, and there is another person who has boarded the ship with the kingdom's intelligence. This is not a trivial matter... The problem in the manor is huge! Even if his sister is the lover of the priest, there is nothing we can do about this matter. Help him explain..."

"Nothing! Considering that he took the initiative to communicate and was loyal to the royal family, it can be regarded as hard work...I, the royal knight Faig, can explain something to him in front of the royal butler!...As long as...um...for the royal family Sincerely…two copies…one for me and one for the royal butler…”

Having said this, Faig winked and made a gesture, and the subordinate smiled knowingly. The dispatch of the cavalry squad this time seems to be able to achieve both meritorious service and gain a lot of benefits, which is really good.

"Walk!…"

"Da da…"

The sound of horse hooves sounded again, and torches lit up the night road. And when the dusk deepens and becomes brighter, the outline of Coimbra City appears on the edge of the flat river valley. Faig passed through the guarded gates, ran through the narrow streets until he reached the open noble quarter, and finally arrived at the masterless palace of the Duke of Coimbra. Soon, a loud and firm voice sounded from the small courtyard next to the Duke's Palace.

"Faig, you have done a good job, you are very sharp and decisive! ... God bless you! In the face of the powerful kingdom's navy, these Castilians who are spying on the kingdom's southern route will never escape!..."

"Damn it! After attacking Granada, these Castilians have become more and more arrogant, and they dare to follow our southern fleet! The kingdom must take action and give them some warning lessons!..."

"I will send people to immediately send a message to the Port of Porto in the north! You take two people to the south and report to His Majesty the King in Sintra Palace in person, requesting the navy of Lisbon in the south to dispatch!..."

"Blessed Mother! No matter how the Castilian sailing ship sneaked here... Under the search of the kingdom's northern and southern navies, they will never escape!..."

"Yes! Blessed Mother!"

The clatter of horse hooves sounded again, running through the bluestone road, through the paths in the forest, through large fertile fields, and through more and more dense rivers, and finally arrived at the mouth of the Tagus River, where the prosperous Big city Lisbon!

Then, the royal envoys rushed out of the palace in Sintra and arrived at the port outside Lisbon. An urgent royal edict was quickly delivered to the fleet at the port and into the hands of several navy captains.

"The Lord is my witness! The exalted king is like an iris, brave and wise, and has a long life... I, the royal knight Bruno Kang, will definitely risk my life to stop the cunning Castilians at sea and defeat their ambitions in the southern continent. !…”

Bruno was impassioned and clenched his fist devoutly to swear an oath in front of the royal messenger. Then, he led his "talented" men to turn the brisk Calavia sailing ship and sailed out of Lisbon's harbor like an arrow. At the same time, more than a dozen equally brisk Calavia sailing ships, all flying the Portuguese flag of the Seven Fortresses, sailed into the ocean one after another!

An invisible big net is now shrouded in the sea off Lisbon. Together with the big net in Porto in the north, it is netting the big Castilian fish in the sea, the Clark's sailing ship that is struggling to sail, the Santa Maria...