America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 184 Indian Ways of Settling Disputes

The team of more than a dozen Nahuas was not too long, and their Appaloosa horses were not too fast, but they were very familiar with this wasteland.

The three of Chen Jianqiu followed behind them, galloping towards the south.

The rest of the Nahua tribe apparently chose to camp in the mountains to the south.

A group of people entered the mountain by moonlight.

The mountains here are different from those in Wyoming, Utah, and Colorado. The arbor forests will be concentrated according to the distribution of water resources. If you can see forests, there must be caves with karst landforms around.

And between each piece of forest, there is a bare piece, there may be some low shrubs, or there may be nothing at all.

However, in those green arbor forests, the overall environment is relatively good. Compared with Roswell, there is at least water here.

They quickly entered one of the forests, and soon after, a flame appeared in front of Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

It was a camp, in which Indians, old and young, men and women, walked back and forth, most of them were sallow and emaciated, and did not have enough to eat.Chen Jianqiu roughly estimated that there were less than 100 people.

He was a little dazed for a while, and the situation was almost exactly the same as that of Geronimo's tribe. The difference was that the Apache tribe still had a few guns, but this tribe only had bows, axes, and knives.

Everyone marched to the front of the camp, and after getting off their horses, the old Nahua man took Chen Jianqiu and the others to sit in front of the bonfire in the largest tent.

Only then did Chen Jianqiu realize that besides the old man, the young man who had looked at the traitor's head just now was also sitting opposite.

Chen Jianqiu guessed that this old man should be the leader, even if he is not a chief, he is still the actual person in power, and this young man is probably an important figure, he may be the heir.

The old man hadn't spoken yet, but the young man had already spoken, but it seemed that it was aimed at Geronimo, because after hearing the high priest's translation, the chief's face was not very good, and it could be seen that he had been carrying out With a certain degree of patience.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly realized that he might not have anything to do for the time being.

He had learned from Geronimo before that the previous territories of the two tribes were adjacent, and there was constant friction between them.

No wonder the Indians are where they are today.

From the looks of it, before getting down to business, there are still some tangled and chaotic matters to be dealt with between the two tribes.

But soon, the confrontation between the two sides reached a stalemate. The faces of the Nahua people on the opposite side were very ugly, and Geronimo's side was not much better.

It is more painful for the high priest. He has to listen to the fierce language on both sides, and also try to use less sharp language to translate.

Obviously, simple Indian tribal language is very difficult to do.

So, during the stalemate between the two sides, Geronimo roughly translated the conversation between them to Chen Jianqiu.

Young man: Geronimo, I heard that you were chased into the Arizona desert, why did you come back suddenly?

Geronimo: That's none of your business, kid.

Young man: Where are your people?Are they all dead?Or are there just a few of you left?
Geronimo: We killed your enemies, so shut up!
Young man: The enemy should be killed by me!His scalp should belong to me!That is my glory!

Elder: (drinks off the young man) Don't talk! (Turning to Geronimo) Chief, I am familiar with the priest beside you, and I know that you are a very outstanding chief, but if you really want to come back, you should go to your original land next to you, not Come to our place.

Geronimo: Chief, this is not our original destination. It was not me who commanded this battle, and it was not me who killed the white man, but the "Heavenly Brave" beside me.

Young man: You are evading, Indian warrior, son of the earth, dare to dare, I am ashamed of you.

Geronimo: There's no place for you to talk here, boy.

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Chen Jianqiu was confused when he heard that this group of Nahua people had been beaten to death by Vaughn and his former chief, so they could only harass them at night with bows and arrows.

Although the Nahua people's fighting spirit of "Although Chu has three households, the Qin must be destroyed" is worth encouraging, but it doesn't have to be as smelly and hard as a stinky stone in a latrine.

After all, the big sword can't cut the future. These people haven't realized the reason why their tribe is on the verge of extinction. In this regard, they are far inferior to Geronimo.

Like, is this how you treat your enemy's enemy?Don't say we are friends, it's always okay to chat slowly.

I don't know if it's because I think about the verbal confrontation just now, or because I've lived in the shadow of the name Geronimo since I was a child, the young man suddenly stood up, pointing at Geronimo, chattering Said a pass.

"What is he doing?" Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo were chatting, and when they heard the young man's movements, they looked at the young man at the same time.

"He's challenging me," Geronimo said, "to wrestling."

Looking at this young man, Chen Jianqiu felt a little emotional.

If impulse is the devil, then it is estimated that this young Indian may have a hell in his heart.

However, among the Indian tribes, this single-handed tradition is still circulating, and it can be regarded as a way for them to resolve disputes.

It's better than some people using "rock, paper, scissors" later.

Geronimo was just about to stand up, but Chen Jianqiu held his shoulders: "You are the chief, how can you accept this kind of challenge casually, let me do it."

"But he challenged me." Geronimo shook his head. Indians value honor, and avoiding challenges will be considered cowards.

"It's okay, listen to me, I will return your honor to you." Chen Jianqiu turned to the young man.

This young man looked quite strong, half a head taller than Chen Jianqiu, and the firelight reflected on his bronze-colored skin, giving off a faint luster.

After listening to the high priest's translation, the young man kept shaking his head: "You are too thin to fall over me, and you will be killed by me."

Then he continued to turn to Geronimo and shouted provocatively at him: "What's the matter? Chief, are you running away? I told you you were a coward!"

Geronimo couldn't hold back, and was about to stand up and rush up again, but his shoulder was firmly held down by Chen Jianqiu with one hand, and he couldn't move at all.

The chief was taken aback.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the young man on the opposite side with a smile on his face, and said, "You are not worthy to compete with Geronimo. He is a brave fighter, but you can only make noise."

Chen Jianqiu didn't know how the priest translated it. He suspected that the priest cursed directly. The young man looked at him angrily and said he would tear him apart.

The two came to the center of the camp, where there was an open space, which might be used for people from the tribe to dance or something.

The young man has moved to one side of the field, flexing his muscles.

And the old man at the side looked at this strong young man kindly.

This child is impulsive, but also bloody, this is the continuation of the blood of the Nahua people.

"If your father was still alive, he would be proud of you."

The young man held his head high, proud that the blood of the chief ran through his body.

However, Chen Jianqiu listened to the translation and did not take it seriously.

In his team, there are two chiefs alone. If you have the blood of a chief, it's nothing.

Chen Jianqiu's warm-up exercise is very simple, he just did a few push-ups and leg presses.

The young man on the opposite side shook his head. This seemed too common. I must deal with him as soon as possible, and then challenge Geronimo.

Therefore, when the elder and the high priest both indicated that the wrestling had begun, he rushed directly to Chen Jianqiu who was facing him.

His two hands firmly grasped Chen Jianqiu's shoulders, and he was about to take advantage of his size to directly throw the opposite person to the ground.

But when his hand touched Chen Jianqiu's shoulder, he was a little stunned, because he felt as if he had touched two pieces of iron.

He tried to shake Chen Jianqiu's shoulders, but the heels of the person in front of him seemed to have taken root, stuck to the ground, motionless.

Not only does the lower body not move, but the upper body also does not move, like a rock.

"I'm not as thin as you think." Chen Jianqiu showed his white teeth, "It's my turn."

The young man suddenly felt that his body fell sideways involuntarily, with no room for resistance at all, and his buttocks touched the ground in the next second.

The onlookers were also stunned, a short young man with half a head easily threw their future chief to the ground.

The young man hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed towards Chen Jianqiu again.

But this time, he quickly felt that his whole body was flying in the air, and Chen Jianqiu directly lifted him high above his head and threw him to the ground.

This time, the young man felt that his waist was about to break, and his butt seemed to no longer belong to him, and he didn't know how many pieces were broken.

In the Nahua camp, there was no sound.

Chen Jianqiu was very satisfied with the effect of this wrestling, at least it played a role in suppressing words.

He adjusted his clothes and said:

"Now, can we talk about business?"

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