Magui failed to walk south for another two thousand miles. They witnessed a battle on land on the sea 1,700 miles away.

The territory of the Yi tribe was larger than the Ming army imagined. At the end of the long strait, they found seven Yiren villages, where few people raised dogs, which created convenient conditions for the Ming army to infiltrate. Two Jurchen hunters who sneaked into the village brought back news that the people's residence was a long single room, with large and small, and even dozens of people sleeping in a room.

There is no habit of wearing armor, but people have many decorations such as feathers and painted stones. The weapons span three thousand years of China, ranging from wood, bone, stone to metal weapons made of copper and iron. This means that they may not be able to smel iron, or they have completed the steps of mining ore and smelting metals.

Magui wrote down his doubts in his notebook: If the "I people" they found belonged to the same tribe, then this tribe would be the largest tribe he had landed in North Asia Melica for three years, with nearly 3,000 people. Considering the vast area extending from the coast to the inland, the "I people" might even be more.

Because he had never found such a dense local person in that area.

But immediately afterwards, Magui found the reason why the Yamelicans formed settlements here, and it is very likely that they had just migrated here.

On the sea several miles away from the coastline, most of the sails of the Fu Ship carrying more than 90 flag troops were sailing slowly. The Fu Ship was followed by several small ships with less than 100 materials. None of these ships were equipped with artillery. In order to load as much as possible with the limited space, Magui ordered all artillery to be unloaded at the port at Majiagang.

No one thinks that there will be a battle in this land where bird guns and tiger squat cannons cannot be solved.

Magui has confirmed that this is a land gifted by God. There are countless animals along the coast and a large number of fish can be caught in the sea. However, the hasty observation cannot determine whether there are enough minerals. However, the land they found is very fertile, and lush fruits and vegetables can grow on the unattended ground.

Among all the gratifying messages, the most eye-catching are the tall and straight towering trees. They have seen pine trees and equally tall pine trees. As long as there are enough experienced craftsmen and manpower, they will develop into a shipyard that surpasses Xiangshan in a few years.

But this is not just beauty.

“They are marching.”

Ma Jin held the telescope and said, "There are three squadrons who can see, uh, no horses. They are running south in different ways, without carrying baggage. The marching distance should be not far."

The three whistles in Ma Jin's mouth were actually three teams. They were passing through the forest with bows, arrows, spears, and some hand axes, and quickly running and jumping.

Ma Gui turned his head and looked at his brother in surprise and said, "Will they bring supplies when they are far away? I have never seen them have cars, horse, carriage, ox, carriage, donkey, and nothing."

"Let's keep up with them and see where they're going."

Ma Jin ignored his brother's doubts. The natives did not have the awareness of building roads. Even if there was a car, they could not pull them.

The marching route of the Melicans in North Asia was far further than Magui and others imagined. They ran south along the coast with their legs. Along the way, tribal hunters holding torches joined them, walked from day to night, and continued their journey the next day.

Until more than 200 miles of travel, the local people's troops had formed more than ten teams with distinctive clothing and decorations, with a total force of more than a thousand people.

Even among the two 100-man teams joined in the southernmost part, their leaders rode high-headed horses that made Magui greedy, and were wearing iron armor on their chests.

In the telescope, Magui seemed to see that their target was a wooden camp standing on the shore. Two old sloop boats were docked next to the trek between the camp and the port, which looked like a small supply station.

Magui is very familiar with this. He set up more than ten hundred households like this on the long coastline from Kuwu Island to Majiagang. The camp looks similar in size, and can accommodate up to a hundred people.

The only difference is that there are not hundreds of native slaves outside the hundreds of houses who are only wearing shorts and are close to being naked and busy.

A high flag stands on this remote and simple wooden village, with red crosses on it, indicating that this is a supply point belonging to the Spanish.

"That's it. The southeast of Majiagang is 6,800 miles. It seems that the land further south has been occupied by Western barbarians."

Magui looked at the camp on the coast a little unwillingly. Although he didn't know how far the so-called Mexico was, he was sure that there was still a long distance in his heart. In Xuanda, they fought for an inch of land with the Mongols, but now they have to hand over a large area of ​​land to the Western barbarians?

Ma Jin's expression was similar, but they all knew that the Ming Dynasty needed the Spanish, and the silver mine was in the hands of the Spanish, so they could not cause any more troubles after peace.

At least until a large number of reinforcements arrived, they could not go to war with the Spaniards.

Of course, everything else is fake. Ma Gui's troops, which stretched for 7,000 miles of coastline, were only more than 200 people... the natives could chase him away.

Just as everyone was staring at the small camp in the distance, Ma Gui suddenly spoke.

"Full sails, continue to go south and bypass this camp."

When the flag army on the ship heard the military orders naturally implemented, Ma Jin asked in surprise: "At most of the local people will be at the city for an hour. Why not see how they fought? Why should we drive south at this time?"

This is a good opportunity to let them understand how the Spaniards fought, and how the local people fought... These people received a long training on Kuwu Island before leaving, and almost understood everything the Nanyang Military Office knew about overseas three years ago, but they had never really seen it, everything was paper knowledge.

Ma Gui shook his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be anxious, I'll be back later."

The Spanish camps were not large, but occupied a vast land. It seemed that they taught the methods of planting to native slaves. Most natives who did not even have clothes worked on the several fields they had cultivated around, or carried goods. The number of people in the entire camp was too far away and could not see clearly. However, Magui could still see through the green lenses that there were several soldiers on the camp wearing high-ceiling helmets, holding guns or spears.

The telescope gave Ma Gui the opportunity to observe them from a very long distance, and properly bypassed the camp and sailed south for more than 30 miles without finding any more Spanish camps. Then the ship headed north and finally landed a group of Mongolian soldiers including Hulan and other soldiers and their war horses on the beach at a distance of ten miles south of the camp.

Magui had only one order: "The blockade camps will be hidden. If they send more than five people to send messages to the east, they will let them go. Less than five people will send messages to the south, and shoot them and don't leave any living."

Ma Jin widened her eyes and said anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

"I don't want to give the land to the Western Yi. This land is not theirs, but ours, right? Letting the natives do what they want to do is good for us." Maguinu blunt his mouth and patted the side of the ship: "Let's go back and take down the two ships at the port!"
Chapter completed!