Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1635 - 1164: Captured Goods and Prisoners, Strange Spoils of War

"Chief Divine's blessing! Is this the half-piece Iron Armor clutched by the Evil Demon? Oh! In front is a whole large iron plate, embedded with some unknown cloth. Behind, it has leather straps tying the iron plate tightly... Oh! It's indeed only half, like half an iron vest, covering only the body, ignoring the shoulders and arms!... Come, let me chop at it with an axe to see just how tough this armor is!"

The Pinta floated powerlessly on the sea surface, its sails half down, surrounded by fallen sailors and the smears of flowing red. The Warriors of the Kingdom were joyfully rummaging through the sailors' bodies, searching for sharp and sturdy scimitars and daggers. Fifteen bearded heads were piled in the corner of the stern, waiting for military merit allocation. Beside the newly piled heads were five shivering, fearful sailor prisoners. Bound and kneeling on the deck, each bore wounds.

"Almighty! Competing to behead... truly savage, bloodthirsty, uncivilized Xipangu Natives!..."

Goldsmith Carlo struggled to raise his head, surveying the purgatory-like scene, shivering all over. The native warriors on the ship looked fierce, stepping through blood and seawater up to their ankles, overturning headless corpses, occasionally letting out joyful laughter. Next to him, carpenter Antonio had already fainted from fright. As for fine carpenter Lope, he had already lost his head, becoming part of the purgatory. That terrifying sight, falling into Carlo's eyes, threatened to haunt his nightmares for several days... if he could survive, that is.

"Damn! Joder! Had I known the Santa Maria could escape, I'd never have joined Qia Chu on this damned Pinta!..."

Goldsmith Carlo cursed in fear as he craned his neck to look for the sailor chief Qia Chu, who was leading them into disaster. A few breaths later, Carlo finally saw Qia Chu. He was shirtless, the Catalonia steel breastplate worth at least 8 Florin Gold Coins, awarded by the Grand Captain Pinzon, had been stripped off by the Natives. He groaned in pain, with gashes on his arms and thighs—a sign of fighting while wearing the breastplate, first struck on the limbs, then felled by the Natives.

"Coño! Qia Chu, are you not dead yet?!"

Goldsmith Carlo shouted angrily, but Qia Chu did not turn his head; instead, the native leader wielding a bronze axe glanced at him. Carlo immediately shrank into himself, squeezing out a fawning smile.

"Witness of the Almighty! Strong Xipangu Knights!... We... come from across the sea... as friends filled with goodwill..."

The native leader ignored Carlo and instead took a deep breath, chopping fiercely at the steel breastplate with an axe!

"Bang!!"

The piercing sound of metal collision echoed throughout the ship! With such a powerful blow, the breastplate jolted fiercely on the deck. Upon inspection, there was a new axe dent on its surface. The native leader, eyes wide, looked at the unbroken breastplate and then at his bronze axe, now chipped, with disbelief all over his face.

"Witness of the Chief Divine! This large iron plate, how is it so solid?! Even with a chipped axe edge, it remains unbroken! It's even harder than the Bronze Cloth Armor of the Kingdom!..."

Huitu Puapu turned the steel breastplate over repeatedly, finally looking solemnly at the equally surprised trusted aide, Pulu.

"Chief Divine's blessing! How many of these sturdy iron plate armors were found on the Evil Demon's ship?"

"Boss, there are six! Four on sailors from two ships, two at the very bottom of the cabin, near those two Evil Demon nobles wearing silverware."

"Ha! They are not warriors, yet they hold good armor... Keep all six armors safe! Once we get back, fit them with shoulder armor and leg armor, rewarding them to the highest-achieving warriors of this battle!... What? Should I keep one for myself? Silly! The greatest warrior in this battle, isn't that me?!"

Huitu Puapu disdainfully puckered his mouth, feeling the white armor a few more times before handing it to trusted aide Pulu, continuing his inquiry.

"What about the rest of the loot?"

"Boss, we also captured thirteen 'Lightning Rods,' those smoke-emitting, stone-shooting iron tubes. Two cannons, similar to the Kingdom's Eagle Cannon, though they seem to be made of iron. Three barrels of gunpowder, not much left, but the barrels for storing gunpowder are very nice, almost watertight sealed, not sure how they are bound. And about thirty or forty scimitars, some daggers... Honestly, these Evil Demons' items are quite well made..."

Trusted aide Pulu scratched his head, thought for a moment, recalled something, and fetched two boxes from the warriors behind him.

"Oh! We also found two boxes! One was discovered in the captain's room on the ship, an ordinary metal box, containing a very large, long scroll filled with bizarre symbols, seemingly a map!... Tsk tsk! The leather is exceedingly soft, with exceptionally fine remaining hairs! I've never seen an animal with such leather..."

"Hmm? The Evil Demon Chieftain's map? Let me see!"

Huitu Puapu opened the metal box and unfolded the grand captain Pinzon's secretly recorded ocean sea chart. The chart was filled with letters and graphical markings, making Puapu dizzy after just a short look.

"What kind of weird symbols are these? They make my head hurt! Burn it... Forget it, let's leave it for the Tomato Priest! He instructed in advance to keep the Evil Demon's recorded charts and documents, to understand their background... Let me see this little box again, it's so bright and pretty..."

"Boss, this was found in the bottom of the cabin, near those two Evil Demon nobles! They were very agitated at the time, presumably an esteemed token of the Evil Demon Tribe!"

Huitu Puapu shook his head, tossing the sea chart back into the metal box, then opened the lacquered small wooden box. Inside, there was only a single ring and three small leather scrolls.

"Ha! The gemstone on this ring, so small?!... Oh! This leather scroll is even more exquisite than the map just now..."

"Almighty! You barbarian, take your filthy hand away!"

Court steward Gutierrez suddenly raised his head, glaring tightly at the native leader's actions. His teeth clattered, but he remained silent, only roaring inwardly.

"This is the Royal Seal personally bestowed by the Queen! And a state letter for the Eastern Kings! It is the glory of the Castilian Royal Family..."

Of course, Huitu Puapu couldn't hear Gutierrez's inner roar, and even if he did, he certainly wouldn't understand. He merely observed the dense and neat Latin letters on the leather scroll, looked at the graceful calligraphic writing of the scrolls, and at the bottom like a painting, the Queen's signature and official seal... After a moment, Puapu frowned, tossing the scroll back into the box.

"Such tiny symbols, drawn like flowers, these Evil Demon symbols are completely different from the highland's graphic scripts... They're unnervingly arcane! Forget it, let's leave these strange things for the Tomato Priest to study!..."

Puapu tossed the box back, no longer worrying about these troublesome items. He lifted his face with satisfaction, looking around the larger, taller Evil Demon sailboat compared to the Oar-sail Ship, boldly declaring.

"Ah haha! These two Evil Demon Sailboats are the biggest spoils of war from this battle! The Kingdom values martial merit the most, and the Chief Divine cherishes heroes. This is the first battle between the Kingdom and the Evil Demons, and the Kingdom would certainly remember the names of its warriors!"

"Witness of the Chief Divine! This ship with sails, I, Huitu Puapu, captured with my own hands! I declare, from today onwards, it shall be called the 'Gray Soil'! To forever commemorate my feats!"

"Well, as for the other ship's Evil Demon Leader, it's Stone Spear who killed him... Then let it be called 'Stone Spear'! ...Praise the Chief Divine! Ah hahahaha!"