1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 18 [The Great Chief]

The great chief of the Plains Tribe is named "Shou Tent". He looks about 40 years old and has no special features, except that he is taller. He wears a battle crown with eagle feathers on his back and looks quite majestic.

For the horse whistle, the great chief is the immediate boss.

The Apaches, like most other Indian tribes, do not have a leader of the whole tribe, and tribal affairs are discussed among several tribes.

After the discussion, we finish it together, and if the discussion fails, we just leave the meeting and go home. There have even been incidents of overturning the table and fighting in the same room.For example, the Lipan tribe and the Mescalero tribe once fought a battle.

Fortunately, today's external conflicts are severe, Arapahoe is aggressive, and Western colonists are approaching step by step. In this case, the Apaches are still relatively united... I don't know if this is a good thing.

Naturally, the tent where the great chief was staying was the largest of all, with a height of eighty-nine meters and an area of ​​fifty to sixty square meters.No wonder his name is "Tent Keeper".

Keeping the tent sat on a large bearskin, next to his high priest, a gentle-looking young man.

"Respected Chief." Stone Crow bowed and saluted, "The Sleeping Bear Clan obeys your call and will fight to the end for the Apache and the Arapaho."

"En." The chief nodded casually, and then looked at the horse whistle beside the stone crow.

Ma Shao was the only one who met the chief with Stone Crow, and the other clansmen were busy camping outside.

Shi Ya introduced: "He is my shaman apprentice, named Ma Shao..."

The horse whistle didn't pay attention to Shi Ya's introduction, he was secretly observing the high priest beside the chief.

The High Priest interested him.

The first is age. The tribal high priest looks like he is only in his early 20s, at most no more than 25 years old, quite young.

The second is temperament—bookishness, which is even rarer among Indians. Although many shamans have good temperaments, such as the stone crow, which looks calm and wise, it is still different from bookishness.

In a trance, the bookish air on the high priest made Ma Shao feel like he had returned to the school in his previous life, because only some academic masters and academic gods could see a similar temperament, and once he left school, the academic master's Temperament tends to fade away gradually.

It is indeed a little strange for an Indian to have such a temperament.Could it be that this person has studied outside the tribe?

Of course, Horse Whistle is not superstitious about the so-called "temperament".

After all, in the final analysis, temperament is also a kind of visual signal, which can be captured by the camera or imitated by actors, and has no absolute connection with a person's inner quality.

For example, Mr. Shi Crow, a group of people who look wise and calm, probably dressed up to play Zhuge Liang, but he is a fanatical dancer, and once the ceremony is held, the whole family, young and old, will be cheered up.

"Horse Whistle!" Shi Ya suddenly called out.

Ma Whistle was startled, and then suddenly realized that because of his distraction just now, the great chief had already shown displeasure.

"Dear Chief." He greeted quickly.

The great chief said with some dissatisfaction: "Stone Crow, your heir doesn't seem to be doing well."

Stone Crow bowed his head and explained: "Sorry, Chief, he is only 13 years old this year, and he is indeed immature."

"13 years old?" The chief was a little surprised, and then looked at the burly figure of the horse whistle, "13 years old is so tall, it seems that he is more suitable to be a warrior who charges into battle, not a priest."

Stone Crow didn't speak.

"Okay, you go out. Rest early today, there may be a battle tomorrow, and those lowly Arapaho people are eager to die." The chief waved his hands.

"Yes." Shi Ya replied, and then led the horse whistle out of the tent.

Just a few steps out of the tent, he couldn't help but said to the horse whistle: "What were you thinking just now? Did you forget how I told you?"

At the same time, the chief also said something similar. He looked at the high priest beside him: "It's raining, what are you thinking?"

The high priest calmly replied on a rainy day: "That shaman named Mashao, he looks very special."

"Special?" The great chief disagreed, "I think it's rude, a real shaman should be like you."

"Everyone behaves inappropriately sometimes, and that's okay," said the High Priest.

"Haha, I can't see it, you've always been decent!" The chief laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "You've never made a mistake, you haven't done it before, and you won't do it in the future."

"Maybe." Rainy Tian looked calm, sounding noncommittal.But he didn't think so in his heart. He knew that everyone would make mistakes, and even making mistakes was a normal human condition, but not every mistake would be noticed.

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As the front line of the battle, this place is the only way for the Arapaho people to go south. The plains tribe stationed about two hundred warriors here (Note).Several other tribes also have many garrisons here, and the total strength is estimated to be a thousand.

From the perspective of the Chinese, a garrison of 1000 soldiers, the scale of this kind of war is generally small, and most of them will not leave a few lines in the history books.

But for the Indians, this is undoubtedly a big battle.

This line of defense guarded by thousands of people is like the Great Wall of the Apache nation. Correspondingly, the Arapaho people who attacked from the north are like the Huns in the eyes of Apache.

In the Plains Tribe settlements, the majority are Apaches, but there are some Kiowas as well.

It's not difficult to tell a Kiowa apart, it's the language that makes the difference.Communication is not troublesome, after all, I have lived for a long time.

After the Mianxiong clan came, it was natural to say hello to other clans, especially the close brother clans, the kind that were one family 50 years ago.

At Shi Ya's request, Ma Shao became a tool man, performing whistle for relatives and friends.

Ma Shuo has long been used to his status as a singer, and now he breathes out a fragrance, opening his mouth to a song "return_of_the_ancients" by Warcraft.

As expected, everyone was attracted by the magnificent and melodious tune, and the charm of music across time and space convinced every Apache warrior here.

To his surprise, when he was whistling, a tall, thin young man beat the drums along with him, and the drum beats matched the piece quite well, which made the audience enjoy it even more.

"sounds amazing!"

"I didn't expect to whistle like this, it sounds better than Ferdier!" The music ended, and all the audience applauded.

Fei Dier is also the drum in the young man's hand. The drum is not big and can be easily hung on the body. It is painted with colorful patterns.

"Hello, I'm the long stick of the Tequila clan." The young man who had just played the drum warmly introduced to the horse whistle, and then said, "The whistle is really powerful."

After learning the name of the whistle, he said again: "Can your whistle call for war horses?"

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Note:
According to the information I found, the plain Apache tribe in real history seems to have always had a small population, and it is unlikely to send 200 troops. This must be an exaggeration.

There are too few materials on the Indians, and the Chinese materials are even more pitiful, and it is impossible to write the novel exactly according to the materials. I hope everyone will not take it seriously.

(End of this chapter)