1840Indian rebirth

"The Sleeping Bear clan is a member of the Apache Plains tribe, and as far as I know, their relationship with the tribe is not harmonious." The owl said with a smile, and then looked at the high priest beside him, "That's right, right?

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The high priest nodded: "To be precise, the relationship between Ma Shao and the Tent Guard chief of the Apache Plains Tribe was tense. It is said that the Tent Guard almost killed him because of the Arapaho captives."

The owl continued: "As long as we talk to the tent guard about the matter and let him order the horse whistle to hand over the Two Wolf clan, I believe that the Sleeping Bear clan will definitely be in trouble."

"Maybe this can directly provoke a civil war among the Apaches. When they have a civil war, we will take action. No matter what we do, it will be much easier..."

Oklahoma.

Of course, this is what later generations said. Today's Oklahoma, like Kansas, is an unorganized territory, has no state government, and has no official title.

This is probably the area with the highest concentration of Indians in North America, because there are a large number of Indian reservations scattered here, and Indians defeated by the United States will be driven to the reservations.

There are also some places that are not reservations, but traditional living areas of Indians. For example, the Apache Plains tribe, most of its clans are located in western Oklahoma.

The Canadian River is the largest tributary of the Arkansas River and the main river in Oklahoma, running from east to west.

As for why there is a river called Canada in the United States, this is still an unsolved mystery... neither Americans nor Canadians can explain it clearly.

To the Indians, the river had no confusing name.

The Indians generally call it the Red River.

The Apache Plains tribe was located on the banks of the Red River.

The chief tent guard was carefully inspecting the tent he lived in, frowning and turning over every corner, as seriously as if he was checking the air tightness.

After a while, he found a hole in a corner. The hole couldn't even accommodate his little finger, but it made him look happy.

"Great Chief, what are you doing?" The entrance to the tent was open, and he came in from the outside on a rainy day and asked in surprise.

The tent guard stood up, a little embarrassed: "Ah, it's nothing. What can you do on a rainy day?"

Rainy Day said: "Great Chief, I am going to expand the classroom to better popularize Apache writing to the tribe."

Shou Tenting was not interested in this: "That thing is of no use. Isn't one classroom enough?"

Although the answer was not beyond Rainy Day's expectations, he still couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then used the prepared words: "Writing can help us record the will of the Great Spirit, only-"

His words came to an abrupt end because an Apache warrior came in from outside.

"Big Chief, a Comanche messenger came from outside the tribe and said he wanted to see you," the soldier said.

"Comanche?" The tent guard and the rainy day were both a little surprised, and then followed the soldiers there, and soon saw the Comanche messenger at the entrance of the tribe.

A man in his early thirties with two big braids hanging in front of his body.

"Dear Chief of the Apache Plains Tribe, I am an envoy from the Comanche Forest Tribe. You can call me 'Long Step'." The envoy bowed and said.

The tent guard nodded: "Well, hello, Changbu. What did your chief want to say to me when he asked you to come over?"

He took a long step and spoke in fluent Apache: "Chief Owl wants me to express my protest to your tribe."

"Protest?" Both Tent Guard and Rainy Day frowned.

Changbu continued: "The Sleeping Bear Clan, a subordinate of the Plains Tribe, used deception and provocation to brutally annex the Comanche Clan, the Two Wolf Clan, in the north, and forced the Comanches to learn the Apache language..."

"The two tribes are not at war. Chief Owl hopes that you can immediately stop the behavior of the Sleeping Bear clan and order Chief Sleeping Bear to release the Two Wolf clan. Otherwise, the Comanches will consider calling in a coalition to counter the Apache invasion."

The tent guard was startled for a moment, and then shouted: "What, the horse whistle actually dares to do such a thing!"

Rainy Day looked shocked and said quickly: "Great Chief, I'm afraid this is not true. You also know what Ma Shao is like. He will never do such a thing."

"Yes, I know his character very well - arrogant, arrogant, rude, insidious and cunning! He is a disgrace to Apache!" the tent guard blurted out. He no longer had any good impression of the horse whistle, and he did not kill the horse last time.

The whistle made him regret it.

On a rainy day, I frowned, the expression on my face changed, but I didn't know what to say.

He has already made countless attempts to repair the relationship between the tent guard and the horse post.

But unfortunately, his efforts ultimately failed.

Rainy Day has clearly realized that it is useless to say anything now.

In the final analysis, the tent guard and the horse post are not the same people, and the two are destined to have frequent contact, and turning against each other is an inevitable result.

Chang Bu was about to say something else, but Shou Tent said directly: "Don't worry, I guarantee as the chief of the Apache Plains Tribe that I will give the Comanche an explanation."

Changbu immediately said: "Thank you, wise tent-keeper chief."

After he leaves.

Rainy Day asked: "Great Chief, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Shou Tent pondered for a moment, his eyes flickered, and finally said: "Of course I ordered the horse whistle to release the Two Wolf clan."

"What if he doesn't want to?" Rainy Day added, "or what if the truth is not what the Comanches say it is?"

"I will talk to him personally." Shou Tent said without saying much to him, then turned and left.

After returning to the tent, he first closed the tent, then found a piece of cowhide and sewed the tiny hole he had just discovered in the tent firmly.

Looking at the repaired tent, Shou Tent couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a sense of security appeared on his face.

…

In order to have enough land before spring planting, all the labor force of the Mianxiong clan has been busy cultivating the land recently.

In the fields beside the Arkansas River, hundreds of tribesmen are busy every day, and horse whistles also participate from time to time.

Although most tribesmen are not skilled farmers, thanks to the favorable land conditions nearby and reasonable planning, the expansion of farmland is still considerable.

So far, the Mianxiong clan has more than 5,000 acres of farmland, with an average of more than three acres per person. If there are advanced technical conditions, this is enough to transform the clan into an agricultural nation.

Unfortunately, most people's agricultural skills are not enough, and it will take at least one year to truly complete the transformation.

Ma Shao was dressed as a farmer, standing in the field with a hoe, which reminded him of the scene in the countryside when he was a child in his previous life.

"Tubu, when will you plant corn?" he asked Tubu. Corn is a good thing. In later generations, the United States was the largest corn producer in the world, and Kansas was also one of the most important corn-producing states in the United States.

Tu Kuan: "In a few days it will be the most suitable time."

The two were chatting, and Tu Kuan said: "Chief, will we always have this system in the future?"

"You mean public land ownership and collective production?"

"yes."

Ma Shao pondered: "The land will always be publicly owned, but collective production is temporary. We are not familiar with agriculture yet, and we must learn and help each other during the farming process. Naturally, the food produced in this way should also be unified and controlled by the clan."

"But once we become familiar with agriculture, food production should be distributed to each family, and the clan as the land owner only receives a small amount of food. As for the future..."

Seeing that he didn't continue, Tu Kuan couldn't help but ask: "What happens next?"

"Nothing." Ma Shao didn't say any more.

Of course, there will be mechanized farms in the future, but at this time, even Standard Oil and Ford Motors have not yet appeared, and the mechanized large-scale farms in the United States in later generations are even earlier.

After leaving the farmland and returning to the clan, Ma Shao learned a piece of news that surprised him.

"The chief wants to see me?"