"Order the fleet to anchor along the coast!"

After confirming that everything was in order, Chu Qian then ordered the fleet to sail towards the coast of Bangkok.

At this time, although a unified government had not yet emerged around Thailand, there were already many villages and tribes scattered along the coast, making a living by fishing.

As the Han fleet sailed toward the coast, the indigenous fishermen living not far from the shore also spotted this unfamiliar fleet.

The fishermen were stunned by the sight of the massive, impressive fleet of ships.

In particular, the giant ship at the head of the fleet, which was thirty feet long and twelve feet wide, shattered their imagination.

The indigenous people living here never imagined that such a huge ship could exist in this world.

"Who are they? Are they a group sent by the gods?"

"I think so. Who else but a god could possess such a vast number of ships?"

"It's unbelievable..."

Looking at the giant ship in front and the densely packed ships behind, the local inhabitants were filled with awe and whispered among themselves.

Upon hearing the news, the tribal chief, along with the tribe's priests and minor leaders, hurriedly rushed over.

Even the tribal chief was deeply shocked when he saw this enormous fleet.

As the tribal chief, he naturally knew more than the fishermen.

This fleet, though not sent by any gods, must have come from an incredibly powerful nation.

In the tribal chief's mind, all he knew was that in the north there was a very powerful and vast country called the Great Han.

In his view, this fleet was very likely from the Han Dynasty.