1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 58 [Hostage]

"That's right, it's only temporarily." Ma Whistle smiled, "Sooner or later, this place will become a city, just like Santa Fe, or even New York or London."

"Hahaha!" William Browning laughed unabashedly.He had already seen that the queer Indian chief, who knew English, didn't mind the jeers.

"you do not believe?"

"No, I just don't think it's possible."

Ma Shuo didn't take it seriously: "Whatever you say. In a few years, this will be the first aboriginal city in North America."

"Live in, I believe you know how to measure." He patted Browning on the shoulder.

Of course Browning knew that his family was in the hands of the horse post. If he really dared to do something, the whole family would go to heaven together.

So, they could only move into the cowhide tent in front of them, which made them feel disgusted.At the same time, the horse post specially arranged a few Apache soldiers on guard for them, both for monitoring and protection.

Almost as soon as Browning put down his luggage, the horse whistle came in with a leather bag: "This is your first business, Mr. Gunsmith."

Browning opened the purse: "These are...damaged Colt revolvers?"

Horse whistle nodded: "It seems that you have done some research on this kind of gun."

"Of course. Although there are still very few folks paying attention to this kind of gun, as an excellent gunsmith, I have been paying attention to it, especially after what happened in Texas." Browning looked at it Looking at these revolvers, "The mark on this... Has anyone repaired it?"

"That's me," said Horse Whistle, "but obviously, I can't solve this problem, most of it, and it's a fragile pistol."

Browning showed a strange look on his face: "I didn't expect you to understand this."

Horse Whistle: "It's just scratches, I'm just talking on paper about making guns. You should be able to repair them, right?"

"can."

"Then trouble you."

After the Browning family was settled, the horse sentry brought the twenty or so white children to the Minister of Women, Hong Nu.

"Red Girl, I'll leave these children to you." He led a group of crying little kids to find Red Girl.

The youngest of these children is only five years old, and the oldest is only nine years old. Naturally, it is more professional for women to take care of them.

Looking at these white children, Hong Nu was very surprised: "Who are they?"

"The hostages." Ma Whistle explained succinctly, "so we must take good care of them, and don't let them starve or freeze, just like treating orphans in the clan."

The Ministry of Women is responsible for managing women and children, and they are also responsible for taking care of orphans. They are basically experienced mothers or grandmas.

"...In addition, we must also avoid conflicts between them and the children of the clan." Ma Whistle urged again.

While Hong Nu agreed, she and other women tried to comfort the crying child, but they couldn't understand the language, so they were naturally in a hurry.

"Teach them Apache more."

The red girl hugged the youngest child: "Should I let Millie help? She is an older child, and she is also white. She should be liked by these children."

Ma Shao thought for a moment: "That's right, I'll go find her."

He turned to Millie.

Millie is watching a card duel. Although she barely understands Apache, she is infected by the warm atmosphere of the players and the onlookers.

"Millie." Horse Whistle saw her and approached her and called out.

"You're back." Millie pointed to the cards on the duel board, turned around and asked, "Is this a poker game or something?"

"Almost." Ma Whistle smiled.

Millie said a little more despondently, "It looks like fun, if only I could play with it."

Ma Whistle: "Although you can't play duel cards yet, I brought you some... Well, buddy, let me go and have a look."

"Little buddy?" Millie was a little puzzled.

Soon she saw a group of children from Clark Town, which surprised her: "Why are there so many white people suddenly?"

"Well, this..." Ma Shao found it a bit difficult to explain, but finally told the truth, "These are the hostages we captured."

"Hostage?" Millie's eyes widened.

Horse whistle: "We fought with the small town in the southeast, and they lost, so we have these hostages."

Millie was silent for a while, and then she said angrily, "You said you were a good person!"

"It was the small town that attacked us first." Ma Shao quickly added important information, "Did you see the newly moved clansmen over there? They suffered heavy losses because of the town's attack."

Millie paused, and then asked again: "Even so, why did you arrest them, they are younger than me, could it be that they are fighting with you?"

"Of course not." Ma Shao said, "In fact, this is a way to stop the war. Bring these children to the clan, and their parents will not continue to fight with me... I have an easier way, which is Just kill them and their parents, I can do it, but I won't do it."

Millie moved her lips: "Why are they attacking you?"

"For benefits, such as land and bounty." Horse Whistle pointed to his head, "The US government is offering a reward for our scalps. The scalps of adults can be exchanged for one hundred dollars, and the scalps of minors can be exchanged for fifty dollars. .”

Millie was silent for a while: "...you brought them to the clan, how do you plan to treat them in the future?"

"Just like Apache's children, their parents can still visit from time to time." Horse Whistle said, "But they obviously need a big friend, otherwise they may cry non-stop, and you are the only one, So would you like to accompany them?"

"Okay." Millie still had some doubts in her heart, but she nodded in agreement.She really needs these friends, otherwise, when the horse whistle is not around, she can only read the newspaper boringly by herself.

Over the next few days, Horse Whistle kept a close eye on the impact of the new whites and Comanches on the clan.

But because he was well prepared, there has been no conflict, and people have slowly adapted to each other.

Whistle's concerns about the clan eased slightly, but concerns about Clark Town rose rapidly.

After all, the town of Clark is dozens of kilometers away, and he can't learn and intervene in time if something happens, and he doesn't know what's going on now.

So after a few days, he returned to Clark Town again.

Fortunately, Clark Town is still relatively calm, at least on the surface, the [-] Apache soldiers stationed here stand guard and patrol as usual.

After confirming that there was no violent conflict, the horse sentry found Mary Freeman.

"Mary, how many canvases have you collected?"

Mary took him to the room where the canvases were stored: "I bought almost all the old canvases in the whole town, take a look, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)