1840Indian rebirth

Old Chief Mianxiong looked at the huge team in front of him and was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He was an elder, so he had seen some scenes, but he had forgotten the last time he saw so many people.

"What, what's going on?" He looked at the stone crow and horse whistle in front of the team.

Stone Crow smiled and said: "Chief, we defeated the Arapaho people south of the plateau. I think you already know this news."

"That's right. I also heard that... it was the horse whistle that led you to win the war?" the old chief asked again in disbelief.

In his opinion, although Mashao was undoubtedly an outstanding young man, it still sounded a bit unbelievable to lead the Apaches to a heavy defeat of the Arapaho people.

Stone Crow continued: "That victory is definitely more exciting than you imagine! Because of this, many clans are willing to follow Mashao and become part of the Sleeping Bear clan."

The old chief was stunned for a while.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and without hesitation he patted Ma Shao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In that case, Ma Shao, now you are the chief of the Mian Xiong Clan! I knew you would become our hero.

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As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in shock.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Mashao is more suitable to be the leader of the clan, after all, so many people who joined the Mianxiong clan came because of him.

But it is still surprising that the old chief abdicated his throne so happily.

In fact, Ma Shao faintly heard an inexplicable hint of impatient and eagerness in the old chief's tone...

How is this going?

The old chief did not explain the reason, but happily organized the clan unity ceremony and succession ceremony, and officially handed over the chief's position to Ma Shao the next day.

At the same time, the name handed over to the horse whistle was also the name used by the successive chiefs, which is the "Sleeping Bear" with the same name as the clan.

"Every chief of the Sleeping Bear clan will inherit this name, and now he is yours." The old chief said during the ceremony, while passing his cigarette rod over, "There is also this cigarette."

Ma Shao hesitated and said, "I don't think a name is necessary. I've long been accustomed to my current name."

"That's not possible. This is the tradition of the clan. You can continue to use the name 'Mashao', but as a chief, you must inherit the name of Sleeping Bear." The old chief insisted.

"Okay." Mashao had no choice but to accept the name as a title. He also accepted the tobacco pole, thinking it would encourage the old chief to quit smoking, until the old chief took out a brand new one.

The old chief gave himself a new name: "From now on I will be called 'Old Bear'. I am getting old."

"Let's cheer for the new chief!"

"Chief! Chief!" people shouted around the bonfire.

Those warriors who had defeated the Arapaho people under the leadership of Ma Shao were even more excited about the appearance of such a brave and capable chief, and shouted out the unique slogans Ma Shao taught them.

"Ula!"

"Ula-Ula!"

Although the others were a little confused, they couldn't help shouting after hearing this emotional and rhythmic shouting.

"Ula! Ula!"

So after a while, everyone was shouting "Ula", the sound shook the night, and the blazing flames in the center of the camp seemed to be beating to the rhythm.

Thousands of people on the mountain shouted "Ula!" and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm. Many Apaches had never seen such a scene in their lives.

Mashao also performed several songs for the tribesmen, and then ate roast beef with them.

"Brother Whistle, did you really defeat a thousand Arapaho people?" The little beast still couldn't believe it. After seeing him for several months, the Brother Shaozi he was familiar with turned into such a terrifying person.

"Now we have to call the chief." Thick Shoulder corrected.

"Oh... Chief, Chief." The little beast felt very uncomfortable.

"It's not necessary." Ma Shao didn't care about this and waved his hand, "Except for formal occasions, you can just call me as you used to."

The little beast smiled and called out again, "Brother Whistle."

"..." Ma Shao looked at his expression and suddenly regretted it.

Thick Shoulder continued the previous topic: "Do you still have any doubts? If you don't believe it, look at the chief's head - Hey, chief, why are there still nine eagle feathers on your head?"

"Nine roots, just nine. It's quite troublesome to make up a war crown." Ma Shao originally liked the eagle feather war crown, but since catching crows alive, he has no interest in it anymore - doesn't this thing attract firepower on the battlefield?

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It would be troublesome to wear a war crown at ordinary times, so he simply continued to wear these nine feathers, which was quite interesting.

While everyone was eating barbecue and chatting, suddenly the red girl came towards them.

"Chief." The red girl smiled, as if she had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Ma Shao asked.

"Chief, you are fourteen years old this year."

"Yeah." Ma Shao nodded. He was actually a few months away from turning fourteen.

The red girl said slowly: "Fourteen is almost the age to get married..."

The little beast's eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, and he interrupted: "Auntie, do you want to marry my sister to Brother Shaozi? That's great, she can't be annoying anymore!"

The red girl was silent for two seconds.

Ma Shaoze immediately refused and said: "Fourteen is too early. Not only me, but everyone in the clan must be at least eighteen years old before they can get married."

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the next day.

"Horse...well, chief." The old chief addressed the horse whistle directly as chief, and then said, "There is one thing I have to tell you. It's about the Comanches."

"Comanches?"

"It's the Twin Wolf clan in the south." The old chief reminded, "During your expedition, we had some complicated disputes with the Twin Wolf clan."

"To be specific, the Two Wolf clan sold our land to white people."

Ma Shao was confused.

The Comanches sold Apache land to white people?

What the hell?

"You know, although we have been in peace with the Shuanglang clan for a long time and there has been no conflict. But we are latecomers. The Shuanglang clan is the clan that has settled here the longest, so they claim that the land here is

Their."

"They have been in a tight situation recently, so they have sold a lot of land to white people, including a large area where we are located."

"I should have listened to your advice and provided some help to the Two Wolf Clan. Alas..."