1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 55 [God's Punishment]

Browning was startled, and then became angry again: "You said you wouldn't—"

He couldn't continue in the middle of his sentence, because Ma Shao said he would not separate him and his family, and he did what he said.

Taking the whole family away is of course not considered breaking up.

The horse whistle patted him on the shoulder: "Believe me, Mr. the most outstanding gunsmith within a radius of five hundred miles, it won't take long for you to get used to and even like the life in the Sleeping Bear Clan."

"Impossible! Even if I die and get shot through the heart with a gun I made, I won't become a dirty and shameless savage like you!" Browning obviously has a violent temper. , "Fake swims on the beach, son of the beach!"

Ma Shao said: "I don't like to kill people, but my people may not. Do you want me to translate your words to them?"

Browning finally shut up, but his eyes were still staring, his beard quivering.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and then the horse sentry arranged for the people on duty at night, and then rested in the town, preparing to do further processing on the town the next day.

During the break, some clansmen expressed doubts to him.

"Chief, why do we take in so many white children?" The clansmen basically understand the significance of occupying this town, but they are puzzled about taking in white children.

"First of all, they are hostages." Ma Shao explained, "I will send some soldiers to station in Clark Town for a long time. There will not be too many soldiers stationed in the short term, maybe 20 people... and there are more than 400 white people in the town. If they Unite and fight to the death, a garrison of 20 might well be defeated even with black help."

"Now their children are in our hands. Although they are only the children of a small number of people, it is enough to ensure that they cannot be effectively united."

The clansman suddenly realized, and immediately said with admiration: "I understand! Chief, you are indeed the most intelligent person in Apache!"

Horse Whistle smiled.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, after the horse sentry woke up, he first called Thomas at the town hall.

Thomas, who apparently had a sleepless night, and may have spent the night in distress and even crying, looked emaciated.

And when he saw the horse whistle who went to bed late and woke up early, his face became more tired and haggard.

"I'm going to write a law for Clark Town, and I need to consult your opinion." Horse Whistle said.

"Okay... can I wash my face first?" Thomas said.

"Go."

After a while, Thomas came back after washing his face. He looked much better, and a little stiff smile appeared on his face.

"What's your full name?" Ma Shao asked.

"Henry Thomas."

The horse whistle nodded, and then asked Thomas many questions, including some English expressions he was not sure about, while writing the simple law.

The content of the law mainly includes seven items, namely: ownership and organizational system of the town, land system, tax system, abolition of slavery, police and public security, garrison, and gun control.

The town of Clark belongs to the Sleeping Bear Clan, and the supreme leader is the clan chief. The town chief is appointed by the chief and must obey the chief's will. The current town chief is Henry Thomas...

The land in the town is owned by the clan, and the residents use it for 50 years.

Set up a formal tax system for the town, and of course, most of the money collected goes to the horse post.

Permanently abolish black slaves, form the police with blacks, and the sheriff is the post next to the mayor of the town.

The Apaches are stationed here, and they have higher security authority. Even if the mayor breaks the law, the garrison can arrest them.

Strict gun control, except for the police and garrisons, no one is allowed to buy and use guns...

"See if there is anything missing, Mr. Thomas." The horse whistle handed the law to Thomas.

Thomas took a few pages of the law, but didn't read them carefully.He knew what was written in it, after all, it was written in front of his eyes.

"I don't think...no." He stared at the ugly handwriting and had to admit, "You are much better than those people in Congress."

The law was rudimentary, and it was clearly aimed at him everywhere, even at all white townspeople.

But objectively speaking, this law can also be called well-organized, clear and easy to understand, and at the same time, it covers all important matters without any excess.

Although it is squeezing white people, it doesn't look too much, and there are some innovations he has never heard of. It is hard to imagine that this was written in a morning.

For Whistle, this is just part of common sense.Any modern person who has received systematic education thinks of these are the most basic operations.

But in Henry Thomas's view, it was really unbelievable that an Indian could write such a law casually.

His spiritual world shook again.

As a believer, Thomas couldn't help expressing his inner doubts: "Are you sent by God to punish me?"

"I don't believe in God." Ma Shao smiled, "But frankly, sometimes I suspect that I might really be sent to this world by a god."

"I don't want to live a life like this. I don't like fighting, and I'm not a noble person, but I have to do something for my nation. It's in my blood...humanity, isn't it?"

Thomas was silent for a while, then nodded: "That's right."

The horse whistle then patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You have your own interests and human steadfastness, and I can understand your hostility and confrontation."

"...But at least one thing I hope you understand, as a chief, I am a reasonable person who pursues long-term interests, and I reject fierce revenge and squeeze. Even, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me and provide me with what I want , I don't mind giving you a part of the benefits, after all, I can make better use of you in this way."

"You can choose fierce conflict and confrontation, which will indeed hurt me, and may even be the only way to hurt me. But I can guarantee that you will almost certainly fail, and your failure in this scenario will result in It's about losing everything."

Thomas bowed his head and remained silent.

"Of course, nothing is absolute. If I lose in that situation, please give me a good time. At least don't scalp me while I'm alive." Ma Whistle said with a final smile.

The above are his true thoughts, and he feels the need to make them clear to white people to reduce the possibility of them engaging in irrational confrontation.

Facing a ruler who has no natural tendency to evil, pursues long-term interests, is rational, honest, and powerful, only a fool would choose a confrontation that harms others and benefits himself.

Why did the United States of later generations become the main victim of terrorist attacks?Because as the ruler of the world, it does not possess these qualities at the same time.

The horse whistle achieved its intended purpose.

Although Thomas didn't respond, when he got home, his expression was much more relaxed.

"How's it going?" His wife asked, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Thomas hugged his wife. "I'm sure our kids will be fine, and—"

"And what?"

"And, that Indian was indeed sent by God to punish me." Thomas sighed, and got up to find a "Bible".

Then came some weird family religious activities.

If Horse Whistle saw this, he might suspect that his plan had failed, because it seemed irrational at all.

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(End of this chapter)