time travel system

Chapter 493 Indigenous Languages
Although Jiang Xiaobai had a smile on his face, his movements were as fast as lightning. He rushed to the deck like a gust of wind, and after knocking down four soldiers, he came to the leader.

When the leader saw Jiang Xiaobai riding a shark with his own eyes, he was already dumbfounded.

"Put down the bow, put down the arrow!" Jiang Xiaobai snatched the leader's bow and arrow, threw it on the deck, and then grabbed his shoulder, using a little strength with his five fingers, and said with a smile: "Sit down and talk, why bother to fight?" What about killing?"

"Wooooow..." Jiang Xiaobai originally wanted to calm the leader down, but that guy suddenly yelled, knelt on the deck and kept kowtowing to Jiang Xiaobai, while shouting a strange language.

This is a very primitive language, and the pronunciation is very awkward. Jiang Xiaobai can be [-]% sure that he has never heard it before.

But miraculously, Jiang Xiaobai understood it.

"Great shark god, please don't eat me, I am willing to serve you as your servant for the rest of my life!"

"Shark God?" Jiang Xiaobai froze when he opened his mouth.

Not only did I understand, but how can I still speak this language?

The system is so amazing that it gave me the ability to speak the native languages ​​of the Middle Ages!
"Great Shark God, we have offended your territory!" Everyone on the galley turned pale with fright, knelt on the deck and begged bitterly: "We know we were wrong, we dare not do it anymore, please the Shark God! Don't eat us!"

Yep, that's a good sign.

As long as they regard me as a god, no matter what kind of shark god and catfish god, as long as they are gods, they will not dare to offend, and the problem will be solved.

"Luofan, put down your weapons!" Jiang Xiaobai issued the first order.

Immediately, the soldiers on the ship put down their weapons and lowered the sails, and the galley remained still on the sea.

Seven or eight meters away, the same thing was happening in the canoe.

The only remaining five aborigines knelt on the canoe and kowtowed desperately, shouting a strange language that Jiang Xiaobai could understand, and the content was roughly the same as the people on the galley. They regarded Liu Zijun and Jiaguwa as sea gods Follower, begging for mercy.

Jiang Xiaobai asked, "Why did you kill them?"

The leader of the ship replied tremblingly: "Lord Shark God, we are a team collecting spices for Lord Sultan. We were attacked by these barbarians on the Spice Island and had to resist."

Jiang Xiaobai frowned: "Are you resisting?"

The leader trembled in fright, and said, "My lord has an order, if the barbarians on the Spice Island dare to stop them, they will all be killed!"

Spice Island, the possibility of being Socotra is greatly increased.

According to historical records, since the discovery of the Spice Island, killings have followed. Whether it is the Arabs or the Europeans farther away, almost all the spices they use are stained with the blood of the aborigines.

These are all facts recorded in history, and Jiang Xiaobai just became a witness once.

Beckoning the canoe to come over, Jiang Xiaobai also asked the few survivors above, and the answer he got was another version. They were just living freely in the village. Suddenly, several large boats came, and hundreds of people came down from above. The devils in white robes came up and slashed and killed them, and they escaped while taking advantage of the chaos.

Jiang Xiaobai is not a judge, so he is not qualified to judge whether they are right or wrong. As long as there is a boat, as long as they can go on land, it will be fine.

So Jiang Xiaobai pulled Jiaguwa and Liu Zijun onto the boat, intending to leave in this galley.

As for the natives in the canoes, as long as the galley was gone, their safety was guaranteed.

However, when Jiang Xiaobai was about to order the boat to sail, he found a crack in the canoe due to the impact just now. Although the speed of the influx of sea water was not very fast, the trend of sinking was irreversible.

There was no other way, so Jiang Xiaobai had no choice but to let the five natives also board the galley.

The hatred between the aborigines and the white-robed soldiers was as deep as the sea, and the two sides were at war on the boat. If Jiang Xiaobai hadn't lifted up the heavy anchor and shook it in front of them, the fighting would have started long ago.

Everyone regarded Jiang Xiaobai, Jia Guwa, and Liu Zijun as gods, and they didn't dare to move around, and relative tranquility was maintained on the galley.

"Master Shark God, where are we... going?" the leader of the galley asked cautiously.

"Go to the nearest land!" Jiang Xiaobai gave the order.

As long as he can reach the land, Jiang Xiaobai will find the door and go back to the 21st century.

As for where the galley will go after Jiang Xiaobai is gone, and whether the spice trade will be full of blood and blood, that is beyond the control of Jiang Xiaobai, a passer-by.

That's history that has already happened, and it's best to respect him for who he is.

"The nearest one is Spice Island, only about 40 miles away!" The galley leader bowed and gave the order to sail.

"Brother Xiaobai, what language do you speak?" Liu Zijun looked at Jiang Xiaobai curiously, and asked, "I thought you couldn't even speak English fluently, but I didn't expect you to know the native language. It seems , my translation is not worthy of the name.”

Jiang Xiaobai scratched his head and said, "I don't know what's wrong, I can understand it as soon as I hear it, and I can speak it as soon as I open my mouth. This... should be in Arabic, right?"

"It's not Arabic, it's not English, and it's not French." Liu Zijun said, "The reason why my superiors sent me here is mainly because I am familiar with the geography and history here, and I also know a variety of local dialects. I can guarantee that this language Never heard of it. Maybe it's Old Arabic."

"Whatever, this was 1000 years ago, maybe this language has disappeared in future generations." Jiang Xiaobai didn't care about language issues, raised his hand to call an aborigine, and asked: "What's your name, where are you from? Wait I will leave after I send you ashore, can you escape from the pursuit of these people?"

"Respected Lord Sea God, I am Bongo, please don't abandon us, if you leave, the devil will kill all the people in our tribe!" The native kowtowed continuously, speaking another language.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Don't worry, I can wait for them to go far away, or you can hide before leaving. As long as the place where you live is big enough, they will leave sooner or later."

"They won't, they want to cut down all our fragrant trees and all our fragrant countries. They left this year, but they will come again next year. Lord Sea God, please kill all these demons!" Bongo continued. He kowtowed vigorously and said, "Master Sea God, Bongo is willing to sacrifice his heart and human head, please bless our tribe, bless our fragrant trees and fragrant fruits!"

"Bongo?" Jaguva suddenly stood up and asked in surprise, "He...did he just mention the human head and the heart, the spice tree and the devil?"

"Can you understand their language too?"

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