1840Indian rebirth

In the early morning, the sky was bright.

In an open space near the town hall, ten Apache warriors and twenty black policemen lined up in order, all standing with their chests high and their eyes fixed.

"Run-walk!"

Following the order from the horse whistle, thirty people started running at the same time, circling the town hall again and again, shouting slogans from time to time.

The commands and slogans are all in Apache. After several months of adaptation, the black police officers have more or less mastered some Apache language, at least the regular commands and slogans during the training process.

After jogging for about three kilometers, Mashao led the soldiers and policemen to conduct some simple formation exercises and took a short rest.

This was followed by further physical training, mainly including push-ups, frog jumps, sit-ups and military boxing.

Of course, this military body boxing is not the real military body boxing.

In his previous life, Ma Shao also learned a little bit of military martial arts boxing when he was in school - it was taught by military training instructors and physical education teachers, but he had basically forgotten all these things long before he was reborn.

At present, only a small part of the so-called military style boxing he teaches soldiers and policemen is the military style boxing he remembers, and most of the rest are his own creations.

Fortunately, unlike his previous life, Ma Shao in this life is an outstanding warrior and has some experience in close combat. Therefore, the set of military punches he created mostly by himself also has some practical value, and more importantly, the movements

Being domineering helps boost morale.

As always, the horse whistle will accompany you in all training, and even double it for yourself.

For example, push-ups, for example, with his current strength level, ordinary push-ups no longer make sense, so he mostly does one-arm push-ups.

Thanks to his majestic size and powerful strength, Ma Shao possesses a natural intimidation, which allows him to train soldiers with twice the result with half the effort.

After the early morning training, Henry Thomas came to the horse whistle: "I want to see my son."

"Okay, I'm about to go back to the clan, so you can go with me." Ma Shao nodded.

After breakfast, Ma Shao took several Apache warriors and several white parents, including Thomas, who wanted to visit their children, and rode towards the clan.

By the time we arrived at the clan, it was already evening.

It takes ten hours to travel dozens of kilometers, and every time the horse whistles, I feel a little uncomfortable. Thinking about my previous life, this distance only took the time to watch an episode of a TV series, but now it takes almost a whole day to bump around on horseback.

But there is nothing we can do about it. Although railways already exist, they are far from being popularized. As for automobiles, they are still far from being invented.

"This..." Looking at the scene of the Sleeping Bear Clan, Mayor Thomas couldn't help showing a bit of surprise in his eyes.

In fact, this was his first time to the Sleeping Bear Clan. After all, not long after Thomas was taken away, he was sent to apply for a patent, and he stayed there for several months.

Therefore, he knew nothing about the Mian Xiong Clan until he arrived in person.

This Indian clan was completely different from what he had imagined. First of all, it was huge. It should have more than a thousand people. At this time in the Midwest, such a settlement was rare for both whites and Indians.

There are tents here, but there are also many wooden houses, which is also novel - in Thomas's impression, the Indians in the Midwest all live in tents.

"Every time I come, there will be changes." said a white man traveling with him. He had obviously come to the Mianxiong Clan to visit the children more than once.

"It's good news. With these houses, our children can live a better life." The white man sighed.

Thomas said nothing and followed the horse whistle into the Sleeping Bear clan. The Indians were already used to this.

"I, I have the 'Resurrection' card, which resurrects a dead character card!"

"...I want to summon Deathwing!"

"defeat him!"

"Just use 'burn the boat', don't be timid!"

A green child's voice came from not far away, both in Apache and English. Thomas vaguely heard his son's voice and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Soon, white parents saw their children.

A group of more than a dozen children, some old and some young, some white and some Indian, were gathering around and shouting.

"Dad!" Little Thomas among the onlookers noticed his father and ran over in surprise.

Thomas also smiled and hugged his son: "Are you okay, my child?"

Although he believed that the whistle would not harm his son, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his son was indeed safe and sound.

"What are you doing?"

"Duel." Thomas said this in Apache.

Thomas was confused: "What?"

Thomas: "It means duel, a game, similar to poker, but much more fun than poker."

"Oh, really." Thomas also walked over and took a look with a little curiosity. There were all children here. He didn't have to squeeze into the crowd, he just had to bend down and look down.

He did see the duel card, but unfortunately, since the cards were all written in Apache text, he didn't know what was written on them.

"Burn the cauldron, burn the cauldron!" Little Thomas was held by his father and had a good view. He shouted condescendingly, naturally in Apache language.

Thomas frowned slightly: "What does this mean?"

Thomas Jr. waved his fists excitedly: "'The Burning Cauldron' is the most popular card. I don't know what it means yet. But as long as you use it, the winner will be announced, so people like it."

!I love it too!”

"burn one's boats!"

"Don't listen to them. Guys who can't even recognize these words will just shout 'Burn the Cauldron'!"

"Burn the cauldron, burn the cauldron!"

What follows is still the carnival of the children until the end of a battle.

Of course Thomas could see that his child lived in the Sleeping Bear Clan. Not only was he not harmed, but he was also very happy - he seemed to be happier than before.

He was naturally pleased with this.

But at the same time, this also made him feel a little uneasy...

Today happens to be an important festival for the Apache people, so in the evening, people held a celebration ceremony.

In a few months, Mashao led people to build many wooden houses in the clan, and the chief's hall and school were all replaced by serious wooden houses.

In addition, there is a square, located directly in front of the Chiefs Hall. Of course, it is called a square, but it is actually a flat and clean open space with a stone platform for standing on when speaking, and some wooden chairs for the elderly.

The square is not big, but if it is compact, a thousand people can still fit inside.

All gatherings and ceremonies are usually held in the square, and soldiers are sometimes trained here.

On occasions like holiday parties, Ma Shao would often change his serious attitude and become the host, telling jokes from time to time.