Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1597 - 1136: Second "Discovery" of Land, Mutiny!

"September 20th, measured the depth of the water, still in the deep sea. The crew had some complaints, but were pacified by the brilliant Expedition Commander... On this sea surface with a lot of seaweed, the wind was weak. During the day, there was almost no wind, and at night, there was a breeze... traveled 7 or 8 leagues day and night, recorded as 5 leagues..."

"September 21st, damn calm wind belt continues! In a day and night, only traveled 13 leagues, recorded as 11 leagues... saw a big whale, the sailors' morale recovered somewhat... these giant sea beasts shouldn't be too far from land... Yes! Land is just ahead!..."

"September 22nd, heading northwest by west, finally sailed out of the damn seaweed sea surface! The wind finally picked up, it's a fine east-northeast wind... traveled 30 leagues day and night, recorded as 27 leagues... the brilliant Expedition Commander told the sailors! The ship cannot go back against the east-northeast wind, we have only one road, which is to keep going west!"

"September 23rd, heading northwest to due west, traveled 22 leagues day and night, recorded as 19. Encountered unprecedented big waves! Big waves descended from the heavens, almost drenching everyone! ... the sailors were quite agitated, several fools who could talk were silenced... Merda! The brilliant Expedition Commander could only step forward, telling the sailors, this too is the Almighty's guidance, and the Almighty's test for us! Just like the giant waves parted by Moses during the Exodus in the Bible!..."

The voyage of the three ships from Castile sailed on the endless sea, seemingly never seeing the edge. The twilight sun sets into the western sea, right facing the raised bow of the ship, like a giant beast about to prey, yet reminding one of the gods' dying demise.

On this vast and desolate sea, the morale of the crew gradually fell to rock bottom. The ship was very quiet, even somewhat dead. In such a torturous tally of not seeing land, even the always upright royal representatives and the three captains had some shaken faith.

But in the entire fleet, the only one who remained confidently optimistic, constantly heralding various auspicious signs, proclaiming that land was just ahead... was Columbus, who stubbornly stayed in the captain's room, continually writing in his diary!

"September 24th, traveled 15 leagues day and night, recorded as 12 leagues... the sailors saw many seabirds, the brilliant Expedition Commander told them, these seabirds never stray far from land... Land is just ahead!"

"September 25th, the Expedition Commander and the captain of the Pinta, Da Pinzon, discussed the sea chart of this area. The Expedition Commander believed that there should be islands around here! After all, we've seen whales, and so many birds... Captain Da Pinzon was persuaded by the Expedition Commander and also expressed agreement. He was not so stupid after all..."

"By evening, Da Pinzon suddenly climbed to the aft deck of the Pinta, joyously shouting that he saw land, just 25 leagues westward! ...Cazzo! This damn fellow is indeed eyeing the Queen's promised reward of 10,000 maravedi per year for land discovery! He wants to compete with the brilliant Expedition Commander for the glory of being the first to discover land! ...Vaffanculo! May he fall off the aft deck and drown in the sea, I'll piss a bubble to commemorate him!"

"Da Pinzon led the sailors of the Pinta in singing 'Praise of the Almighty'! This sly fellow wants to make the honor of being the first to discover land substantial! ... The sailors on the flagship also sang hymns, the sailors of the Nina joined in too... Everyone said they saw land! These fools! ... I too said I saw it, but the sky quickly darkened, and I actually didn't see clearly... The brilliant Expedition Commander immediately ordered to stop the ship, waiting for daylight the next day..."

"On this day, traveled 22 leagues day and night, but I only announced 13 leagues... These fools fear sailing too far, afraid of not being able to return, so I'll follow their wishes and tell them less!"

Reflecting on the excitement and ecstasy of that day, Columbus put down his quill pen, blanking out for a while, then sighed heavily and cursed fiercely.

"Vaffanculo! Fools with eyes on a goat's buttocks! Even sharks stink when they fall into the sea..."

After the fleet stopped on the 25th, everyone celebrated crazily all night, singing and swimming. Everyone was extremely happy, and Columbus himself was even happier than everyone!

But the next day at dawn, everyone discovered that the so-called land was actually nothing but clouds on the horizon. Several captains refused to believe and sailed west for another day, finally confirming there was no land.

"Merda! Nothing but fart, not even fart! This fool Da Pinzon caused the fleet to celebrate in vain for a day... This rise and fall, the sailors' morale was even lower, all because of that blind fool!"

"September 26th, traveled 31 leagues day and night, only announced 24 leagues... The brilliant Expedition Commander decided to further reduce some of the recorded voyage, to prevent these cowards yearning for return from being scared witless..."

"September 27th, traveled 24 leagues day and night, announced 20... the food on board was somewhat tight, maybe not enough for the return journey unless we throw off a batch of people... But the sailors don't know this. De La Cosa isn't that stupid, he should know, but hasn't revealed it... encountered a school of tuna, letting the sailors quickly catch one, to somewhat replenish food!"

"September 28, another damn breeze! Sailed 14 leagues day and night, recorded 13... the fish are still around, all three ships have started fishing. The harvest is not small, probably saving a day of food consumption..."

"September 29, heading due west, sailed 24 leagues day and night, recorded 21, the wind is still not strong enough... saw a kind of frigate bird, should not be far from land, quite common in Cape Verde... Almighty bless! Land is right ahead!…"

"September 30, the wind weakened again! Cazzo! Sailed 14 leagues day and night, marked 11... saw a few tropical seabirds... these are what Greeks think as sons of Apollo, a symbol of land just ahead! We're almost there!…"

"By the way! Tonight, the sky is very clear, the wise commander discovered that the Night Star deviated by three degrees overnight, the compass needle shows slight deflection and resets from dusk till dawn, also around three degrees… It's so strange! Where does this deviation come from, and what's affecting it?!…"

Seeing the record of magnetic deviation, Columbus frowned, puzzled. He always had an obstinate persistence; once he discovered something, he would remember it firmly. However, with his limited knowledge accumulation, he could not explain the phenomenon of magnetic deviation he discovered, not even able to propose a hypothesis, so he could only note it in his diary first…

"October 1, continuing heading due west, sailed 25 leagues, recorded 20. Heavy downpour, everyone was soaked. The sailors' morale seems somewhat dangerous..."

"October 2, the wind arose, sailed 39 leagues, recorded 30. The sailors' morale is too low, the outstanding commander keeps using 'God's guidance' to inspire this bunch of cowards who want to turn back… Perhaps it might be effective?… Caught more fish, saved a day's ration…"

"October 3, the wind is good, sailed west for 47 leagues, announced 40. The wise commander told the sailors not to think about those islands at sea… The fleet is sailing at full speed along the way, traveling so fast, and has already left those islands behind. And in a few more days, West Pan Gu Japan will be reached!... Almighty bless! The new route is close at hand!"

"Actually, we have already sailed 777 leagues, traveled 4300 kilometers... Even the records for the sailors show 3500 kilometers… No doubt! West Pan Gu Japan is right ahead! Maybe one day, maybe two days, at most ten days... We will definitely discover Xipangu Island!"

"October 4, what a great wind, so good! Full sail at ten knots!... Sailed west 63 leagues day and night, recorded 46... these cowards actually don't believe me! Why are they still thinking of going back?!"

"Go back, back for what nonsense! This bunch of idiots, the new route is right in front, glory and wealth are stuffed into their hands, and yet they're thinking of the return journey!... Haha! They still don't know the fleet has traveled 4600 kilometers! The food on the ship simply cannot support everyone returning, at least half must be discarded!"

"October 5, the weather is really nice, favorable wind and water!... Sailed west 57 leagues day and night, recorded 45... Almighty! The fleet has almost traveled 5000 kilometers, the outstanding commander in the cabin can smell the scent of land! And the scent of gold!… Yes! The gold-rich West Pan Gu... and the sound carried by the wind... Hmm? Sound?!"

In the captain's cabin, the frenzied Columbus paused, listened with bated breath, then his expression changed dramatically. He extended his hand, pulled the captain's sword from his waist, pushed open the wooden door of the captain's cabin forcefully, and the ship's clamor instantly became clearer. Then, he dashed out of the aft deck and saw the panicked, barefoot Captain of the Guard, Alana, running towards him.

"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! It's over! It's over!…"

"Merda! Alana, panic for what nonsense!... Call me Commander!"

"Brother-in-law! It's over! Truly over!…"

However, this time, despite Columbus's reprimand, Captain of the Guard Alana did not calm down. With a face full of fear, his finger trembling, pointing towards the bow deck. There, in the bloody glow of the setting sun, more than half the sailors had already gathered, even drawing daggers from their waists, shouting loudly.

"Return voyage! Return voyage! Cut down Columbus and return!"

"Brother-in-law! It's over!! The sailors have gathered together… mutiny!…"