1840Indian rebirth

Under the leadership of the patrolling soldiers, Chief Mianxiong and his party entered the Shuanglang Clan camp. Not long after, they saw the chief here, who was also an old man in his fifties or sixties.

"Hello." Chief Two Wolf glanced at the prisoner first, and then greeted him calmly.

"Well, hello." Chief Sleeping Bear responded, and then pointed at the captives and said, "I came to visit you this time not for anything else, but for him - your people tried to steal our horses, but obviously he

It failed."

After a pause, he continued: "First of all, I want to know why he did this. I asked him, but he refused to say anything."

Chief Shuanglang was silent for two seconds, lowered his head slightly and said, "I don't know the reason why he stole the horse. It was his private action... I'm sorry that something like this happened."

"Action privately?" Chief Mianxiong obviously didn't believe it.

"That's right." But the chiefs of the two wolves have already decided, "The chief has said that the Apache is our friend, and of course we will respect your property. But there are always some greedy people who destroy our friendship. This is difficult.

avoid."

"You are right, the Comanche and the Apache are friends." Chief Sleeping Bear nodded. But he did not believe this. Since the Comanche and the Cheyenne formed an alliance in humiliation, the previous friendship no longer existed.

The two races now have a barely neutral relationship.

Although the friendship no longer existed, Chief Sleeping Bear obviously did not intend to further damage the relationship between the two parties, so he said: "In this case, let's stop here. The two horse thieves have also paid the price for their greed.

, life and an arm.”

"Now I will hand these two people back to you. I hope it will not affect our friendship."

With that said, Chief Mianxiong signaled to untie the rope from the prisoner, and at the same time unloaded the bag containing the body of another horse thief from the horse's back.

After being untied, the prisoner walked up to Chief Two Wolf, still lowering his head without saying a word, but his body was trembling slightly, as if he was crying.

The two wolf chiefs sighed lowly and patted him on the shoulder: "Let the shaman take a look at your injuries."

The prisoner raised his hand to wipe his face, turned around and left.

Chief Shuanglang immediately said: "It's getting late. If you don't mind, please allow the Shuanglang clan to hold a ceremony to entertain you."

Chief Mianxiong waved his hand: "There is no need for the ceremonial reception. We can just rest here for one night. The horses are tired after running all day."

The two sides exchanged a few more polite words, and as the sky grew dark, they both prepared to rest.

Chief Mianxiong borrowed two tents from the Shuanglang clan so that the people accompanying him could sleep.

For safety reasons, the two tents we borrowed were located on the edge of the camp. If the Twin Wolf clan had any evil thoughts, it would be easier to escape. We also arranged for people to be on duty at night.

The horse whistle is the person on duty in the first half of the night, because he has a pocket watch and knows the precise time.

Throughout the first half of the night, he held a pocket watch in one hand and a Kentucky rifle in the other, alert to the movements around him, and occasionally went outside to circle the tent twice.

But except for the horse thief with a broken arm appearing near the tent once in the middle of the night, there was nothing noteworthy.

The rest of the night was equally peaceful.

One night passed, the people of the Sleeping Bear clan woke up from their sleep, cleaned up briefly, and prepared to ride back.

"Chief." The horse whistle found the chief.

"What's wrong?" The old chief looked at his expression.

The horse whistle said: "Do you think the Comanche who stole the horse really acted on his own?"

"Of course not, but we have no evidence to prove that he was instigated by others." The old chief said, "We have not lost anything, so just let this matter go. If there is another hostile neighbor, the trouble will be big.

"

"No, what I mean is..." The horse whistle signaled the chief to look to the east of the camp, where the Two Wolf clan raises horses. "Look at the horses there. The number is too small. Even one person and one horse can do the same thing."

No, something obviously happened, like an attack or horse plague."

"That's probably why they planned to steal the horse."

The old chief frowned slightly, and then agreed with his idea: "Indeed, but what does this mean?"

The horse whistle added: "Chief, I think we should take the initiative to understand their problems, and then consider providing them with some help, such as lending them some horses to help them tide over the current difficulties."

"Why do you want to help them?" Several tribesmen asked in confusion.

The horse whistle explained: "If they are always in a state of crisis, they will definitely choose to take risks and steal or even rob nearby clans. We, who have the most horses, will bear the brunt."

"Instead of passively taking such risks, it is better to actively lend them horses, which can not only improve the relationship, but also collect some interest."

"What is interest?" one tribesman asked blankly, and most of the other tribesmen also cast doubtful glances.

Horse whistle: "..."

After listening to his words, the old chief thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Our relationship with the Comanches is no longer the same as before, and there is no need to help them."

"As for the attack, since they lack horses, they shouldn't dare to attack us. Even if they dare to come, they will definitely not be our opponent. Today's Sleeping Bear Clan is unprecedentedly powerful, especially with the powerful bow you made, we can easily

Defeat them."

The strong bow designed by Ma Shao has greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the Sleeping Bear clan. Everyone can clearly feel that the hunting efficiency has been significantly improved.

"But Chief, didn't you also say that we should unite?" Ma Shao advised again.

"Having said that, but... what if we lend them the horses and they don't return them?" The old chief didn't want to take the risk of losing some of the horses in vain.

Seeing that the chief had no such intention, the horse whistle did not try to persuade him any more, and everyone then left the Two Wolf camp on horseback and returned to the clan along the same route.

The Comanche horse-stealing incident came to an end, and it seemed that everyone had forgotten about it.

After returning to the clan, it was still dark. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the evening, Ma Shao found a pile of wooden boards, ropes, cowhide, beef tendons and other things. He squatted next to Heifeng and made signs.

"Brother Whistle, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." Ma Shao said casually.

He's designing stirrups.