1840Indian rebirth

Kansas is not yet a state, has no local government, no governor or governor, and does not even have a name. It can almost be said to be a nominal territory of the United States.

The people who manage this place are, of course, the troops stationed nearby.

The closest U.S. military base to Sleeping Bear City is Fort Leavenworth, which is more than 500 kilometers away. To Americans, Fort Leavenworth already belongs to the central region, but in the eyes of Indians, it is not the same as Missouri.

There is no difference.

Thousands of miles away, the Mian Xiong clan has always been peaceful. After Ma Shao became chief, he never committed any robbery or massacre, so there was no interaction with Fort Leavenworth.

Despite this, Ma Shao still pays attention to Fort Leavenworth. In fact, he will record all news about this military base.

So of course he recognized the general, Brigadier General Stephen Watters Carney.

Even though he is a "Brigadier General", the regular American army in this era only has tens of thousands of people, and there are only a handful of generals. The highest military rank is major general. A brigadier general who commands two to three thousand people can definitely be regarded as a front-line military boss.

"Are you from the Sleeping Bear Clan?" Ma Shao knew about Kani, but Kani barely knew him.

"No." Ma Shao shook his head slightly, "This is outdated news. I am now the chief of the Apache Plains Tribe, and the city behind me is Mianxiong City. The term Mianxiong Clan no longer exists."

General Carney thought for a while: "Plains Tribe... I have an impression that your original chief was named Gokorn. Is he dead?"

He didn't understand Apache and what he said was an obviously wrong transliteration of the name.

Ma Shao: "Unfortunately, the great chief who guarded the tent died of a snake bite. As the war chief, I inherited the position of great chief."

General Carney nodded slightly: "I can see that you are a qualified war chief. How should I call you?"

"Mashao." Mashao did not give himself a formal free translation in the end. "If you are not used to the pronunciation of Apache, you can also call me 'Isaac Albert'. This is the name I gave myself.

An English name for.”

If it were the United States a hundred years from now, anyone who dared to name themselves Isaac Albert would probably attract attention wherever they went.

But now, it's still a common name.

"Okay, Chief Albert." Carney chose this more convenient title, and then looked at the cavalry behind the horse post, "Your soldiers look good, but I don't think you are here to fight with us.

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"Of course." Mashao said bluntly, "We don't like war, let alone go to war with an opponent that is far more powerful than ourselves."

General Carney smiled: "Wise choice."

The sound of the horse whistle is magnetic and powerful, and the English is standard. The officers behind Carney and some soldiers in front can hear it clearly.

"Cook, do you believe what I say now?" Donivan looked at the officer who laughed at him before.

Cook touched his chin: "Indeed, I have never seen such an Indian. This Albert is very unusual. At least, I think his English is better than yours."

"..." Donivan was silent for half a second, "Facts have proved that Indians may not all be savages."

"Okay, Justice Alexander Donivan Barrister." Cook didn't take it seriously and pointed behind him, "But this is just an example and it is meaningless. Look at the guys behind me, they are also white, but

Woolen cloth?"

He was referring to some soldiers behind him.

These soldiers looked a little special. They were poorly equipped, even a little disheveled, and their eyes were wandering. They seemed to have no fighting will and were worse than militiamen.

"They just chose a different belief," Donivan said.

"Faith? Is Mormonism considered a faith?" Cook's tone was full of disdain. "I think you should stop saying such things. Your reputation will be ruined in the future."

Donivan obviously doesn't think so: "I think on the contrary, I will be respected by people for my choices in the future. I have never regretted the original defense. Mormons will gradually gain freedom, just like black people."

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"You have to be careful, don't let the general hear it." Cook turned around and smiled.

Donivan: "I'm not an abolitionist."

"Is there any difference?" Cook said casually.

"Of course," Donivan argued. "Abolitionists are generous to others. They want slave owners to lose their slaves in vain, and I just think that abolition is the trend of the future."

Cook: "Maybe. But one day, there will only be two kinds of people left in the United States, the staunch slave owners and the staunch abolitionists."

After a pause, he continued: "People like you, who support the abolition of slavery but are slave owners themselves, will have to make a choice sooner or later."

Donivan said nothing.

The white people were talking.

General Carney in front also continued to talk to the horse whistle: "If the Mexicans were as wise as you, I believe there would not be this war. Unfortunately, the Mexicans are too stupid, and they will pay the price for their aggression."

In the American narrative, the origin of the war was the Mexican invasion of the United States.

Because it was indeed a Mexican who fired the first shot.

The Americans first entered the disputed area, and then the Mexicans fired the first shot. The Americans then fully invaded Mexico in the name of self-defense, and would eventually seize half of Mexico's territory and incorporate these lands into the territory of "Manifest Destiny"

under.

Ma Shao didn't comment on this and just kept a polite smile.

Seeing his attitude, General Carney frowned slightly: "As far as I know, the Mexicans are the Apaches' biggest enemies."

"Traditionally, this is indeed the case." Mashao said.

General Carney was startled: "Traditionally?"

The horse whistle said slowly: "We have abandoned many traditions and no longer regard the Mexicans as our primary enemy."

General Carney: "Who do you regard as your primary enemy now?"

"No one is, or is, the real enemy is ourselves." Mashao said, "Fighting abroad will not make us more civilized. The real enemy as we advance is ourselves."