1840Indian rebirth

"Ma Shao?" I didn't expect Ma Shao to be so ill on a rainy day, so he was stunned for a moment before saying.

"Aba Aba..." Ma Shao was still talking nonsense, his eyes were closed tightly and his body was trembling.

"His body is very hot now, probably because of the wound." Stone Crow sighed, "A few shamans and I have performed a dance for him to heal his injuries. May the Great Spirit bless our hero."

The people guarding the horse post were all praying. Not only that, many other tribesmen who heard the news were also praying silently.

After yesterday's legendary victory, all the Apaches regarded Ma Shao as a hero, and many even believed that he was the messenger of the Great Spirit.

On a rainy day, I sighed and sat down silently.

His medical skills are similar to those of most shamans, but he is more self-aware. He clearly knows that many so-called treatment methods are essentially for good luck and have no actual effect.

In fact, so far, the most effective treatments he has seen were basically invented by Ma Shao, such as the "abdominal shock method" that can solve choking, and "artificial respiration".

If the Indians had only one true healer, it would undoubtedly be Mashao himself, who is now seriously ill.

It seems that we can only leave it to fate.

I hope the Great Spirit will continue to care for Apache...

"I heard that the chief and the high priests were discussing how to deal with the prisoners?" Stone Crow asked casually.

"Yes." Yu Tian nodded, "The result of the discussion is -"

"Kill the crow!" At this moment, there was a noise outside, and the noise quickly expanded, and in an instant it was full of noise.

On a rainy day, his expression changed, he quickly opened the tent and left in a hurry.

"Rumble..."

"Wow..."

A thunderstorm was raging outside. Nearly six hundred Arapaho captives were bundled together in an open space. They had been soaked in the heavy rain. They were covered in rain and mud and looked miserable.

At this moment, hundreds of Apaches came to the prisoners with sharp knives in their hands. They all shouted: "Kill the crow! Kill the crow!"

"Scalp him alive!"

Although most of the Arapaho people could not understand what they were saying, they could probably guess it based on their posture and tone, and they all became nervous and angry.

Crow could understand the Apache language. His face looked uncertain for a while, then he sighed and took a few steps forward resolutely.

The rope connected him to his tribe, and he could not go any further.

"If you want to kill me, then go ahead!" Crow said slowly, "But I have a condition. After you kill me, you can't hurt other prisoners."

"Conditions?" Shou Tenting came over with a knife and snorted, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms now?"

Crow's face turned blue and white, and finally he knelt down and said, "Please, let them go!"

"You didn't let my son go." Shou Tent was unmoved, "You are indeed a courageous guy, but revenge is revenge. Not only do I want revenge, but all the Apaches want revenge!"

After a pause, he continued: "The era of your southern expedition is over, and next is the era of our northern expedition!"

"Northern Expedition! Northern Expedition!" the nearby Apaches shouted.

Crow gritted his teeth, turned his head and said to the people behind him in Arapaho: "They want to kill the prisoners. Although we are tied up now, no matter what, we cannot sit still and wait to be killed!"

"Fight them!" The Arapaho people also became angry and began to work hard to break free from the rope.

"What are you doing?" The Apache warriors guarding them naturally noticed their attempts to break free.

But before he finished speaking, an Arapaho knocked an Apache warrior to the ground, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The tent guard seemed to have expected it, and immediately said: "Kill them all!"

"Stop!" At this time, he rushed over on a rainy day. He stood between the Apaches and Arapaho people and looked at the tent guard. "Big Chief, you can't kill them!"

Shou Tent's face darkened: "Get out of the way!"

"The great chief..."

"Do you still know that I am your chief?" Shou Ting snorted coldly, "I order you to get out of the way immediately!"

Rainy Day opened his mouth, but finally chose to obey, lowered his head, and turned around silently to leave.

At the same time, in Ma Shao's tent.

"Kill the crow first and wait for the rest of the Arapaho people to wait until the weather clears?" Stone Crow blinked.

Hunter nodded: "Yes, that's what the chief decided."

"What is the difference between this and directly killing all the Arapaho captives... Based on Crow's status in the hearts of the Arapaho people, if he is killed, the other captives will definitely resist until they are all killed." Stone Crow shook his head and said

.

Xie Shu was startled when he heard this, and then said nervously: "Teacher Ma Shao will definitely oppose the killing of prisoners. This..."

"That's right, but look at what he looks like now, ugh." Shi Yao sighed as he looked at Ma Shao, who still had a high fever.

"No, we have to try to wake up the teacher." Hunter said and ran to the horse whistle, "Teacher, the chief wants to kill the prisoners!"

Stone Crow was startled: "What are you doing!"

"Kill the prisoners?" However, at this moment, the horse whistle opened his eyes leisurely and said weakly, "They want to kill the Arapaho prisoners?"

"That's right, listen to the sounds outside." Hunter said.

Although the horse whistle was extremely weak and his hearing and vision were unclear, he did hear the noise of shouting and killing outside.

He immediately gritted his teeth and struggled to get up: "I have to stop them!"

"You are so ill now that you can't even walk. How can you stop me?" Shi Yao quickly grabbed him and wanted him to lie down on the bed.

The horse whistle was unmoved, but he was somewhat unable to walk.

He glanced left and right, and then noticed a spear next to him, which seemed to be a trophy captured during his first battle.

He reached for the spear and used it as a walking stick, then ignored Stone Crow's dissuasion and walked out of the tent step by step.

On the other side, the chief guarding the tent was only one step away from the crow, but he stopped.

Not because of his change of heart, but because of what the crow was saying.

"Do you still remember what I said to you yesterday?" Crow's long hair was soaked by the rain and stuck to his face. He panted slightly, "Guard the tent, you will be bitten to death by a poisonous snake."

The tent guard was furious, but the crow then said: "This prophecy is not made up by me to humiliate you. Our shaman did make this prophecy... So, I think we will soon be in the dead

The world reunites."

"Then please take the first step!" The tent guard was angry and a little scared. He raised his long knife and was about to chop the crow's head.

"Boom!" A thunder exploded in the sky, and bright lightning reflected thousands of rainwater.

Almost at the same time, a spear shot out from a distance, as if the thunder in the sky was the whistling sound he made while flying!

"Qiang!"

The spear suddenly pierced the ground, right between the tent guard and the crow, and the spear shaft trembled slightly.