Chapter 437: Eel

When the Fuso lord was gradually surrounded by the increasing Tang army, their food supply became more and more tight day by day, and the lack of food became a big problem for the more than 200,000 Fuso troops who were troubled.

In order to solve the problem of the diet of the lord of Fuso, his guards began to catch eels.

This kind of thing, let alone eating it in the past, the lord of Fusang felt disgusting at a glance, but now he is not qualified to dislike these at all.

When the subordinates of the lord of Fuso grilled the eel and presented it to the lord of Fuso, the lord of Fuso fell in love with this delicacy.

The lord of Fuso said: "In the past, I saw someone write in Lili that someone ate snake soup in Tianzhu, and I thought it was not delicious, but now that you have given me this kind of grilled eel, I know that I am wrong." ”

Judging from the situation at that time, there were many unpredictable dangers ahead, and it was impossible to take this group of sick and weak people to their destination. Therefore, Balboa made a sane decision: all those who were sick and unable to walk would stay where they were, and only those who were healthy would continue their expedition.

It wasn't until the terrain was raised that they gradually got out of their predicament. There is less and less dense tropical jungle in the swampy depressions, and more direct sunlight shining down from the white flowers. The group of tired men dragged their heavy steps and slowly climbed the slope that led to the high mountain ahead. The endless mountains are so high that they can't see the top, and in order to survive, they can only keep climbing. The terrain is getting higher and higher, and the air is getting fresher and brighter. After more than ten days of painful suffering, they finally cleared the biggest obstacle in their path, and only the towering ridge in front of them remained.

According to the accounts of the Indians, if you climb to the top of the mountain, you can see two endless oceans, one is the Atlantic Ocean and the other is the Pacific Ocean, which was unknown at that time.

Victory seemed to be in sight, but the appearance of a new enemy disturbed their dreams: hundreds of indigenous Indian warriors, led by the chieftain, attacked them, blocking their way. This was not a cause for concern at all, for Balboa had fought many battles with the Indians and was so experienced that he had made them retreat with three strikes and five divisions. A row of artillery that the Indians had never seen made Balboa a devil who made thunder and lightning in the eyes of the Indians, and coupled with the fierce wolf dogs, the natives who had little knowledge were frightened and ran away.

However, the expulsion of the natives was not Balboa's ultimate goal, and he wanted to pay tribute to his days of hard work and the victory he was imminent in his blood. The captive natives were bound hand and foot, unable to defend themselves, and were left to be torn, chewed, and eaten alive by hungry wolfdogs. Their flesh and blood were blurred and their screams were screaming, but they drew the applause of the so-called victors. With this terrible method, Balboa not only brought great disaster to the natives, but also left a permanent shame on his own life. And the next day, the day of his brilliant career, is a bit ironic!

In fact, there were many Spanish colonizers like Balboa, whose brutal character and behavior are beyond our comprehension, and perhaps even they themselves cannot reasonably explain. On the one hand, they are devout Christians and faithful believers in God, but on the other hand, they have caused countless tragedies under the banner of respect for God. With extraordinary courage, they have made significant contributions to world history, but in the process of bringing unforgivable disasters to other peoples, they have demonstrated their sense of honor and historical mission.

The same is true for Balboa. He let the wolfdog bite the defenseless captives to death, and looked at the wolfdog's bloody lips with satisfaction, as if he had eaten a full meal. In the midst of these atrocious acts, he was clearly aware that his actions would have a great impact on human history, and he truly felt that he was about to be remembered for eternity.

Indeed, Balboa made the mundane day of September 25, 1513 a day in the history of the world, and made his own name an eternal character in the history of the world.

Pearls and gold in exchange for bloody slaughter

Sometimes, power and money are also a double-edged sword, and it's all about how you use it.

On this day, Balboa held a celebratory massacre and looting. In the evening, he learned from the natives that he could see the ocean they had been dreaming of from the top of a nearby mountain. The next day, he told all those who could not march to stay where they were, and he continued with the remaining 67 men. In the light of the dawn of victory, these 67 men confidently climbed the last high mountain in front of them. By about 10 a.m., they were close to the summit, and as soon as they climbed to the top, they had an unobstructed view of the new world.

But at this time, Balboa ordered the procession to stop, and he wanted to be the first to reach the top of the mountain, becoming the first person to see this unknown ocean. In his opinion, this is a great honor.

This is another unknown ocean, and Balboa, as the first Spaniard, the first European, the first Christian, will go down in history. Balboa's blood began to boil, and he slowly climbed with a flag in his left hand and a sword in his right. Victory was in sight, only a few steps away, and he walked calmly, step by step, and the exciting moment was coming.

Finally, Balboa reached the top of the mountain, and in front of him was a deep blue, with the Pacific Ocean lying quietly.

This is the new ocean that people are looking for, but they don't have the opportunity to see the true face of Lushan! This is the ocean that all seafarers, including Columbus, have long spent their lives seeking. At this moment, Balboa was the first to witness it with his own eyes, and it was a matter of supreme pride and glory. Thinking of this, Balboa was deeply intoxicated.

Balboa was so enchanted with the spectacle of the sea and the high honor that it took a long time to call his companions up to enjoy the joy together.

The group of people who had gone through so much hardship went crazy, and they rushed to the top of the mountain with wild shouts. When they reached the top of the mountain, they panted and looked at the sparkling blue ocean, and all the pain and suffering disappeared without a trace in an instant. The surroundings were quiet, except for the exclamations of people.

Then, under the guidance of the priest, they sang a poem of thanksgiving, and there was a sacred atmosphere everywhere. The noise was gone, the cheers had ceased, and the soldiers, who had been murderous bandits yesterday, were now all in the torrent of chants. Only at this moment can people feel their piety and loyalty, and this scene is something that the Indians have never seen before, and they can hardly believe their eyes.

(End of chapter)