1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 15 [What is interest]

Led by the patrolling soldiers, Chief Sleeping Bear and his party entered the camp of the Shuanglang Clan. They saw the chief here, also an old man in his 60s and [-]s, after a while.

"Hello." Chief Shuangwolves glanced at the prisoner first, and then greeted him indifferently.

"Well, hello." Chief Sleeping Bear responded, and then pointed to the prisoner and said, "I came to visit you this time, not for anything else, but for him—your people tried to steal our horses, but apparently he Failed."

After a pause, he continued: "First of all, I want to know why he did this. I asked him, but he refused to say anything."

The chief of the two wolves was silent for two seconds, then lowered his head slightly and said, "I don't know why he stole the horse. It was his own actions...I'm sorry that this happened."

"Private action?" Chief Sleeping Bear obviously didn't believe it.

"That's right." But the two wolf chiefs have already determined, "The great chief said that Apache is our friend, and of course we will respect your property. But there are always some greedy people who destroy our friendship, which is difficult. avoid."

"You're right, the Comanches and Apaches are friends." Chief Sleeping Bear nodded.But he didn't believe this sentence. The Apaches and the Comanches had conflicts in history, and since the Comanches and the Cheyenne humiliated and formed an alliance, the so-called friendship did not exist.

The current two races are barely neutral.

Although the friendship no longer exists, Chief Sleeping Bear obviously does not intend to further damage the relationship between the two parties, so he said: "In this case, let's call it a day, the two horse thieves have already paid for their greed , life and an arm."

"Now I will return these two people to you, and I hope it will not affect our friendship."

As he spoke, Chief Sleeping Bear motioned to untie the rope on the prisoner, and at the same time unloaded the bag containing the body of another horse thief from the horse.

After being untied from the rope, the prisoner walked up to the two wolf chiefs, still bowed his head without saying a word, but his body trembled slightly, as if he was crying.

The chief of the two wolves sighed lowly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go and let the shaman see your injuries."

The prisoner wiped his face with his hand, turned and left.

Chief Shuangwolves said immediately: "It's getting late, if you don't mind, please allow the Shuangwolves clan to hold a ceremony to entertain you."

Chief Sleeping Bear waved his hand: "There is no need for ceremonial receptions. We can rest here for one night. The horse is tired after running for a day."

The two sides exchanged some polite words, and as the sky was getting dark, they were both ready to rest.

Chief Sleeping Bear borrowed two tents from the Twin Wolf Clan so that everyone with him could sleep.

For the sake of safety, the two borrowed tents are located at the edge of the camp, so that if the Shuanglang clan has any evil thoughts, it will be more convenient for them to escape. At the same time, people are arranged to be on duty at night.

The horse post is the person who is on duty in the first half of the night, because he has a pocket watch and knows the exact time.

Throughout the first half of the night, he held a pocket watch in one hand and a Kentucky rifle in the other, keeping an eye out for movements around him, and sometimes went outside to circle the tent twice.

However, apart from the fact that the horse thief with the broken arm appeared near the tent once in the middle of the night, there was nothing worth noting.

The second half of the night was equally calm.

After one night, the Mianxiong clan woke up from their sleep, cleaned up a little, and prepared to ride back.

"Chief." The horse whistle found the chief.

"What's wrong?" The old chief looked at his expression.

Horse Whistle said, "Do you think the Comanche who stole the horse really did it on his own?"

"Of course not, but we have no evidence to prove that he was instigated by others." The old chief said, "We have nothing to lose, let this matter go, if there is an additional hostile neighbor, it will be a big trouble. "

"No, what I mean is..." The horse whistle signaled the chief to look east of the camp, where the Shuanglang clan raised horses, "Look at the herd of horses there, the number is too small, even one man and one horse No, something obviously happened, like an attack or horse sickness."

"They should have planned to steal the horse for this reason."

The old chief frowned slightly, and then approved his thoughts: "Indeed, but what does this mean?"

The horse whistle said again: "Chief, I think we should take the initiative to understand their problems, and then consider providing them with some help, such as lending them some horses, so that they can tide over the current difficulties."

"Why help them?" Several tribesmen said in puzzlement.

The horse sentry explained: "If they are always in a state of crisis, they will definitely choose to take risks, steal or even plunder the nearby clans, and we, the ones with the most horses, will bear the brunt of it."

"Instead of passively taking such risks, it is better to take the initiative to lend horses to them, which can not only improve the relationship, but also collect some interest."

"What is interest?" A clansman asked blankly, and most of the other clansmen cast doubtful glances.

Horse Whistle: "..."

After hearing what he said, the old chief thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Our relationship with the Comanche is no longer what it used to be, and there is no need to help them."

"As for the attack, since they lack horses, they should not dare to attack us. Even if they dare to come, they must not be our opponents. Today's Sleeping Bear clan is unprecedentedly strong, especially with the strong bow you made, we can easily attack us." defeat them."

The strong bow designed by the horse whistle has greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the Sleeping Bear Clan. Everyone can clearly feel that the hunting efficiency has been significantly improved.

After adding the combined clan, the size of the Mianxiong clan has been expanding, with a population of more than [-] and more than [-] horses. At least at the clan level, it is already considered powerful.

"But Chief, didn't you also say that we should unite?" Horse Whistle persuaded again.

"Having said that, but... what if they don't return the horses we lent them?" The old chief didn't want to take the risk of losing some of the horses for nothing.

Seeing that the chief had no such intention, the horse sentry did not persuade them any more, and then everyone rode away from the Shuanglang camp and returned to the clan by the same route.

The Comanche's horse-stealing incident came to an end, and it seemed that people had forgotten about it...

After returning to the clan, it was still dark, taking advantage of the afterglow of the evening, the horse sentry found a pile of wooden boards, ropes, cowhide, tendon and other things, and squatted beside Hei Feng alone, gesticulating.

"Brother Whistle, what are you doing?" The little beast came over curiously, and couldn't help asking after seeing his strange behavior.

"Nothing." Horse Whistle said casually, without any intention of explaining, because he was designing something that most Indians had never used.

He is designing stirrups.

(End of this chapter)