1840Indian rebirth

Shi Ya had a thoughtful expression, then looked up at the sky: "The scene just now seemed familiar, as if it had appeared in my dream. Well, this must contain some kind of revelation from the Great Spirit."

"..." The horse whistle was speechless for a while.

But others took this matter seriously, especially the old chief, who said seriously: "Do we need to change our plan?"

"It shouldn't be necessary." Stone Crow slowly shook his head.

"It seems like it may be a good sign." The chief said, "The clan will hold a ceremony tonight, and the great spirit will definitely bless you on your triumphant return."

As he said, the people of the Mianxiong clan held a grand shamanic ceremony that night to pray to the gods and ancestors and for the clan members who went on the expedition.

When night falls, skilled firemakers first ignite wood chips, and then a bright bonfire rises in the camp.

When the bonfire burned to a high level, a skinned North American bison was put on the rack. Under the burning flames, the "sizzling" fat flowed, and the rich aroma of meat gradually emitted.

People gnawed on the beef, danced and shouted loudly around the flames, and some even went crazy, as if they were high.

Twenty tribesmen are about to enter the war, and the enemy they face is the Arapaho, the most ferocious tribe on the North American grasslands.

When they gather in the tribe, the bad news of the annihilation of the entire army may come at any time, and the people who remain in the clan may lose their fathers, brothers, sons, and nephews at any time.

Faced with this huge risk, the people who prayed became more and more crazy, as if they were possessed by demons.

Ma Shao heard a saying from a friend in his previous life: Superstition comes from a fragile ability to resist risks.

He didn't have any opinion on this sentence before, but now looking at the many tribesmen praying hard, he suddenly felt that it made sense.

In the original history, this kind of ceremony would evolve into the "Ghost Dance Movement" decades later - when the white people moved towards the final victory, the completely desperate Indians finally united, they danced like crazy, prayed, and they were pious

The Indians believed that as long as all the Indians danced together to the dawn of the fifth day, the Great Spirit would destroy all the white people and return everything they had lost.

Then, in their crazy and desperate ghost dance, the white people completed the final slaughter.

Since then, no one has paid attention to the Indians' struggle, because everyone knows that they have completely lost...

Ma Shao did not participate in the people's enthusiastic dancing, but just sat in the corner and ate barbecue. Although he was actually an official shaman, in name he not only had to participate, but also should be the leader of the dancers.

"Brother Shaozi, didn't you say you don't like fighting?" The little sparrow ran over and asked.

"Yes." Ma Shao stuffed a large piece of barbecue into her mouth.

The little sparrow first finished the barbecue stuffed into his mouth, then wiped the oil on his mouth and continued to ask reluctantly: "Then why are you going to fight!"

"Well...because this is how I hate war." The horse whistle paused.

The little sparrow looked at him puzzled.

The horse whistle continued: "If you are trapped in a cave and a fire breaks out at the entrance of the cave and is burning towards you, the correct thing to do is not to retreat into the cave, but to rush out in time to face the flames."

"America is such a cave. There is no way out if you retreat. The ferocious enemy is like a flame. Don't expect it to retreat on its own before its fuel is exhausted."

The little sparrow seems to understand.

When Ma Shao saw that she was about to question something again, he tore up another large piece of barbecue and fed it to her, while changing the subject.

"Little sparrow, let me test you with a difficult question. Do you think heavier things fall faster or light things fall faster?"

"Of course it's something heavy!"

"Then if a heavy object is tied to a light object, will the falling speed become faster or slower?"

"Hmm...it should be slowing down."

"The weight of two things tied together must have become heavier. In this case, shouldn't they fall faster?"

"Yes, it should be faster."

"But light things fall slowly, and slow things will definitely drag down fast things. Shouldn't the falling speed be slower?"

"This..." The little sparrow was stunned for a moment, then fell into a daze, and squatted down with two braids, "How could this be..."

A small physics problem successfully made the little girl start to doubt life. Ma Shao continued to eat barbecue in silence, hiding his merit and fame.

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The so-called "Indian" is a name given by white people because Columbus mistakenly regarded America as India and the Native Americans as Indians.

In the Indian world, there is almost no similar concept. The largest group division in the minds of most Indians is "tribe", that is, the Apache, Comanche, and Arapaho.

Generally speaking, clans are not strict organizations, and some are not even organizations at all, but just a cultural connection.

A relatively strict organization is the "tribe" under the "tribe". For example, there are seven tribes under the Apache tribe. The Sleeping Bear clan belongs to the "Plains Tribe" among the seven tribes, also known as the "Kio

Wa Apache Tribe".

It was called the Plains Tribe because most of the people lived on the plains, and it was called the Kiowa Apache Tribe because this tribe was closely related to the Kiowa and sometimes even mixed together.

As members of the Plains Tribe, the Mianxiong Clan must of course obey the orders of the Plains Chief and be called upon to participate in clan wars and various other messy activities.

However, because the Mianxiong clan suffered heavy losses due to attacks by white people, they have been recuperating in recent years and have not fulfilled any obligations. They just let Stone Crow dance over every spring and that's it.

Until this year, on the one hand, the conflict between the Apaches and the Arapaho people intensified, and on the other hand, the Sleeping Bear clan was really embarrassed to continue to recuperate, so it responded to the call of the chief again after three years, dispatched teams, and joined other clans.

Fight for Apache.

Under the leadership of Stone Crow, after six days of journey, twenty warriors of the Sleeping Bear Clan stepped into the southern edge of the Colorado Plateau, in Mexico - of course, in their view, the Apache is the real master here.

This is the front line of the battle between the Apaches and the Arapaho. The Arapaho army surges down from the Colorado Plateau, intending to defeat the Apache defense line.

But the Apaches were not kind to each other. Facing the ferocious Arapaho, they started a tug-of-war and fought against each other for many years.

One year before Mashao was reborn, the father of this body died on this battlefield.

So when I came here in person, Ma Shao felt a bit strange in his heart.