1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 74 [Duel]

The two talked for a while, and remembered something on a rainy day: "By the way, what did the envoy of the tent guard chief tell you?"

Ma Shao said: "He said that Shou tent was unwell, and he wanted to use my medical skills, and he wanted to reconcile with me and restore my position as a war chief."

The rainy day was silent for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Fortunately, you brought the army here."

"So it's all fake?"

Rainy day smiled: "Of course it's fake, it doesn't sound very reliable, a war chief in peacetime, haha."

"...but this is a good thing. Since the envoy said so, you are now the current war chief, the priority heir to the position of great chief. Traditionally, only the high priest can compete with you for the position of great chief, which is justified."

Ma Shao asked, "Have you ever thought about being a great chief?"

Rainy day: "If I were 40 years old and I didn't have you, I might have a fight with the stag hand."

"Of course, even so, I will probably lose - look at my arm, it's almost half your thickness, no one believes that I can lead the Apaches." He pointed to his arm, then pointed to the horse Whistle arm.

The figure in rainy days is actually not thin, it is basically at the level of ordinary people, and taller than ordinary people.

But everything is afraid of comparison.

Ma Shuo's current figure looks similar to that of Captain America in the movie, and the momentum of development has not completely stopped.

Standing with such a horse post, he seemed to be vulnerable.

As a brave and warlike nation, the Apache people have a natural strong yearning for a strong and powerful leader. It is really difficult for a mediocre person like this to become a great chief in rainy days.

In fact, not to mention the Apaches, even in the United States, and even the United States in the 21st century, there is a clear positive correlation between body size and election victory rate. The taller the person, the easier it is to be elected president.

The worship of great leaders is an instinct deeply rooted in human genes.This may not change from the birth of the first ape leader until the demise of human civilization.

Ma Shao's majestic physique in this life is simply a natural leader template.

The two talked for a while, and then entered the tribe with the army, which naturally caused a commotion, which almost turned into chaos.

"who are they?"

"Could it be the invaders?" The horse whistle and the soldiers' weapons and exotic clothes caused the Apaches in the tribe to explode.

Rainy Day hurriedly shouted: "They are brothers of the Sleeping Bear Clan, so don't be nervous!"

"Sleeping Bear Clan?"

"It's War Chief Horse Whistle, he is indeed a brother of Sleeping Bear Clan!" People who participated in the Battle of Arapaho quickly recognized Horse Whistle.

"Why are they here? Are they here to attend the funeral? But why are there so many people and weapons..."

"These clothes look really strange, like white people's clothes." People pointed to the uniforms of Sleeping Bear's army.

In the open space in the center of the tribe, Lushou was standing there, looking at the slowly approaching horse whistle with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

Until he and the horse whistle were close at hand, and it was raining to introduce the two.

"He is Lu Hand, a widely respected warrior and elder, and the last war chief of the tribe." Rain said.

Then he immediately introduced the horse whistle: "This is the horse whistle of the Sleeping Bear clan, the current war chief of the tribe."

When Lu Shou heard the words, his eyes widened instantly: "The current war chief?"

Smile on a rainy day: "Yes, this is a well-known thing. When fighting the Arapaho people, the chief who kept the tent appointed the horse post as the war chief. It was under his training and command that we defeated the Arapaho Huo people."

"Soldiers, am I right?"

"That's right!" It was mainly the soldiers behind the horse whistle who answered, their responses were uniform, intimidating and frightening.

The ferocity of this army made the deerman take a step back subconsciously, and he stuttered a little when he spoke: "According to, as far as I know, he has been dismissed by the great chief! It is also a time of peace, and there should be no war Chief!"

On a rainy day, he stretched out his hand and pulled the envoy over, and asked with a smile, "What did the tent guarding chief tell you before he died? Tell everyone."

The messenger trembled, and repeated what he had told Mashao: "Big... the great chief really said that he wanted to restore Chief Mashao's position as a tribal war chief, so he asked Chief Mashao to come to the tribe to meet him."

Lu Shou was speechless for a moment.

Horse Whistle: "That's true. I never thought that he would die before I met the Great Chief of the Tent Keeper. It's really a pity."

Rainy day said at this time: "The chief of the horse post is the chief of the war. This is the order of the great chief, and he happened to rush to the tribe at the funeral of the great chief. This is undoubtedly the will of the great spirit..."

"The Horde urgently needs a new leader. Today we hold a funeral for the Tent Keeper Warchief, and the next Warchief should be determined."

After a pause, Rainy Day continued before Lushou could speak: "According to tradition, the incumbent war chief should inherit the position of great chief. As the high priest, I also agree with Chief Horse Whistle to become the leader of the tribe... I don't know everyone What's your opinion?"

"I object!" Lushou shouted immediately, furious.

Looking at the rainy day, he said with a bit of resentment, "You said at the beginning that the new chief should succeed in at least ten days, otherwise he would be swallowed by darkness along with keeping the tent!"

Rainy day said calmly: "That's right, we are just confirming the candidate now, and the succession ceremony can be held in a few days."

Horse Whistle knew that this was a rainy day to delay time, so of course he didn't have to care about it: "Darkness, it doesn't matter. If there is really some darkness here, I am willing to bear it all for the tribe."

Lu Shou froze when he heard the words, his face turned blue and red.

He suddenly realized what a stupid decision he had made a few days ago.

Had he known the concept of "materialism," he might have been converted.But he didn't know it, so he just felt that the rainy day forged God's will.

But in any case, he knew that he had almost no hope of making a comeback.

As the chief of the war, Ma Shuo's successor to the great chief is justified, with the full support of the high priest, and more importantly, with a hundred elite soldiers, it will be no problem to slaughter this place.

Anyone can see that unless the Great Spirit manifests in the human world as a platform for Lushou, no one can stop the horse whistle from becoming the great chief.

Of course Lushou can see it too.

But he is not reconciled!

Obviously I came first, regardless of my qualifications, military exploits, or war chief... But why did it become like this?

Lushou's chest rose and fell, and he felt like his heart was about to explode.

No, I still have a chance!I can fight back!

He calmed down a little, and pointed at the horse whistle: "I want to fight you!"

(End of this chapter)