1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 76 [Becoming a Great Chief]

Hearing the words on a rainy day, the movements of his hands couldn't help but stop.

The air was quiet for a while.

Then he continued to grade his homework as if nothing had happened, while lowering his head: "How do you know?"

Horse whistle: "I don't believe in prophecy. In my opinion, it's either a coincidence, a coincidence being used by someone, or simply a hoax. And I know, you don't really believe in such things."

"The Arapaho people predicted that the tent guards would be killed by poisonous snakes. In this case, catching a poisonous snake and poisoning him is indeed a good way. If it were me, I might choose this way."

Did not speak on a rainy day.

Ma Shuo looked at him: "It's just that I don't quite understand why you did this, why?"

Rainy day did not answer directly, but instead asked: "If it were you, why would you kill him?"

Ma Shao thought for a while: "For the sake of counterattack, and... the people, it seems a bit hypocritical to say so."

Rainy day raised his head and smiled: "You seem to belittle yourself often."

"Being arrogant?"

"Yes, in my opinion, you are the only one who is qualified to say such a thing. If everything you do can't be called 'for the people', then there is no need for this statement itself, we should Get it out of Apache." Rainy's tone was even a little agitated.

Pausing and recovering, he added, "I believe you will lead us down the path of hope, and that's why I choose you... The Warchief is someone I respect, but he stands in the way."

"Anyone standing in the way, I'll do it!"

The horse whistle was silent for a moment: "What if we are the ones blocking the way?"

Rainy day was startled, and then he stammered a bit: "This...it's impossible."

"It's entirely possible, at least I don't trust myself." Ma Shao said slowly, "Look at the things I have done, which one is not famous or profitable?"

"If one day I was faced with a matter that was purely harming myself and benefiting others, and didn't even have a good reputation, I don't know how I would choose."

It’s okay to earn less money, but at least a good reputation is required. To put it more loftily, it is called “social recognition”, which is Ma Shao’s life creed.

For example, the body donation agreement he signed in the previous life was the product under the guidance of this creed - even if he is dead, his body is useless anyway, why not reuse the waste, at least to earn some good reputation.

The horse whistle also got his wish, he donated the body, a thing that was of no use to him, and people added some words of praise to his epitaph for this.

Not only the body donation, but also the reason why he chose to be a teacher in his previous life.

After recognizing his talent, Ma Shao felt that being a good teacher in a small place was the best solution for his life, and the difficulty of operation, social recognition, and personal life were all within his acceptable range.

Now he is not only a teacher, but also plans and manages all aspects of thousands of people, and leads the army to charge... His work is more complicated and dangerous than in his previous life, but it will pay off in the end, and there is nothing that is neither famous nor beneficial. .

"You won't!" After hearing what the horse whistle said, Rainy Day became excited again.

"Maybe I will, but you certainly won't! And if I stand in the way of the people myself, I'll make the same choice and tear myself apart!"

He repeated again: "You are too self-deprecating, you shouldn't be like this!"

Horse Whistle scratched his head, a little confused about the excited tone of the rainy day.

After a while.

"By the way, what happened to the Comanches?" Rainy Day suddenly remembered this matter.

"What Comanche?"

Rainy day explained: "A Comanche envoy came over and told the tent guard that the Sleeping Bear clan brutally annexed a Comanche clan. The tent guard intends to kill you for this reason."

"You mean the Shuanglang clan." Ma Shao was stunned and told what happened last year.

"So that's the case." Rainy day nodded.

Ma Shuo touched his chin: "It seems that the Shuanglang clan has survived the winter and wants to take advantage of this time to leave us. We have to check it out when we go back."

……

A few days later, the tribe held a ceremony, and the horse whistle successfully inherited the position of the great chief and became the leader of the entire Apache Plain tribe.

There are about 3000 or [-] people in the tribe, and the total number of them is at most twice that of the Sleeping Bear clan, but the meaning of becoming a great chief is more than that.

Warchiefs don't have bosses, which means the idea of ​​a leader doesn't have to be considered in the future.

The chief can grant eagle feathers at will, which means that as long as he wants, he can give himself countless eagle feathers and become the Apache version of Brezhnev.

More importantly, the great chief can command the following clans to a certain extent, and can also contact other tribes to form the Apache coalition.

What Mashao had to do, of course, was to integrate the plain tribes in the name of the great chief, and gather these two 3000 people.

Before that, he first needed to gather some prestigious figures in the tribe and inform them of the plan.

Among the people summoned was Deer Hand, who was almost pulled over by force, and after entering the tent, his face also looked like a dead horse.

There were eleven people sitting around the warchief's tent.

"Maybe you know the current situation of the Mianxiong clan." Ma Shao looked at the other ten people, "I established a city in the territory of the original Mianxiong clan, and gathered 500 people, most of whom are from various clans of the tribe. "

"What is a city?" Someone asked in confusion.

Ma Shao is used to this kind of situation. As the creator of Apache characters, he often speaks some uncommon, foreign and even original words, which arouses people's doubts.

He had to do the same to gradually expand the vocabulary of the people and improve the Apache language system.

"Do you know Santa Fe in Mexico?" Ma Siao asked.

"I know." Everyone nodded.

Horse whistle: "Santa Fe is a city, and a city is an area where a large number of people gather and live stably...Cities can make our lives better."

After explaining some basic concepts to people, he continued: "Strictly speaking, the Sleeping Bear Clan isn't a city yet, and I haven't even named it that. But I've decided to do so."

"In the future, the Sleeping Bear Clan will no longer exist. There will only be a 'Sleeping Bear City', and this Sleeping Bear City will be the core territory of the plain tribe."

"A real city should have at least tens of thousands of people, so I plan to gather all clans in Sleeping Bear City."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Shou said: "You mean, we all have to move out of our hometown and join your Sleeping Bear Clan?"

Ma Shao corrected: "It's not joining the Sleeping Bear Clan, but living in Sleeping Bear City."

"Isn't that a meaning?"

(End of this chapter)