1840Indian rebirth

"Yes, the great chief wants you to go to the tribe to meet him." The person who spoke was the messenger from the tribe.

The horse whistle asked: "Why?"

The messenger said: "The chief regrets what happened last year. He hopes to talk to you face to face and restore you to the position of war chief."

Ma Shao frowned slightly: "I'm a little busy for the moment, let me make some arrangements."

The messenger hesitated: "The chief hopes that you can go to the tribe as soon as possible... In fact, he has been feeling unwell recently. He is worried that he may not have much time, so he wants to talk to you as soon as possible. At the same time, he also knows that you are proficient in medical skills and want to get

Your help."

This sounds reasonable.

But the horse whistle still waved and ordered the tribesmen: "Arrange the envoy to rest and let him taste our wine and food - the drinking house does not impose restrictions on him."

The messenger wanted to say something else, but several Sleeping Bear clan members refused to let him comment. They took him half politely and half forcefully to the drinking room, and then poured wine on him.

As the envoy of the tent-keeping chief, this man, like the chief, is also a drinker.

When he smelled the smell of wine, he quickly took the bag of wine obediently, and exchanged glasses with other people in the drinking room, chatting and laughing.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol and, of course, happy air.

"Did you buy this cup from a white man? It looks good, haha." The messenger drank the strong liquor in the cup and then looked at the glass in his hand.

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"It's much better to drink from a glass than from a wine bottle." Several other drinkers said while sipping their wine.

The envoy couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it and said, "Why do you drink so little? You all drink hard."

Several people smiled politely: "We spend a lot of money to drink. If we drink half a cup more, the price will triple, but we don't dare to drink hard."

"Limit the drinking! In fact, we also know that drinking is not good, but we can't stop it. This is the only one. Is there anything we can do?"

"But messenger, you don't have to worry about the alcohol restriction. Just drink. We can see that you are quite satisfied with drinking."

When the messenger heard this, he said disapprovingly: "You have so many rules!"

As he spoke, he started to drink heavily, and soon he was extremely drunk, and was staggered out of the drinking room...

After a while, in the chief's hall.

"How are you, little beast? Did you ask anything?" The horse whistle looked at the little beast.

The horse whistle thought that the little beast looked harmless, so he asked him to ask the drunken messenger to see if he could get anything out of him.

Ma Shao had to do this because he could no longer trust the chief. After all, he was the one who had murderous intentions towards him.

The little beast shook his head: "No. Although that guy was drunk, he still kept his mouth shut. I didn't ask anything. Maybe he didn't know anything."

"Maybe you're not good enough." Someone teased him. He was often teased by people.

Ma Shao was silent for a moment: "What do you think?"

Old Xiong said: "I heard that you had a conflict with the chief. Although I don't know the specific situation...but he is our chief after all. Since he is willing to reconcile, you should go and talk to him face to face.

, they are all one family.”

Du Tiao immediately said: "There is absolutely no good intention in guarding the tent. He is just a narrow-minded old guy! Chief, you must not go to the tribe!"

The horse whistle looked at Stone Crow.

Although Stone Crow is definitely not resourceful, as his teacher, he is naturally more trusted by him.

Moreover, compared with other tribesmen, Shi Ya's ability is relatively outstanding. Young people are not as experienced as him, and middle-aged and old people are not as literate as him.

Therefore, Ma Shao always listens to Stone Crow's thoughts when making a decision. Although it is probably useless, it is still clear if he listens to both.

Shi Ya said thoughtfully: "I think what Lao Xiong and Du Tiao said are reasonable."

"One thing to say, it's true." The little beast also nodded in agreement.

Ma Shao sighed.

However, this matter is actually not a difficult choice. It is absolutely impossible for him to trust the chief. He highly suspects that the chief wants to play Hongmen Banquet.

But he also had some scruples in directly ignoring the chief's orders.

As the leader of the Plains Tribe, Shou Tent's prestige is quite high. After all, all the clans of the Plains Tribe are basically derived from the clan where Shou Tent is located.

In Ma Shao's perception, the status of the tent guard in the tribe is a bit similar to that of the Emperor of Zhou in ancient China... Of course, compared with the Emperor of Zhou, this is not even a youth version.

All in all, the relationship between tribes and clans is somewhat similar to the feudal system in early China, which is the result of the cognitive fusion of the two generations of Ma Shao.

After much thought, Mashao made a decision - to take the army to see the chief.

If the warchief really meant no harm, there would be no harm in reconciling.

If the chief wants to cause trouble, he will never show mercy.

Bringing the army to see the chief is obviously a disrespectful act. In the ancient Chinese painting style, it is necessary to use the banner of "Qingjun side", but there seems to be no better plan.

"Dugu, I will gather a hundred soldiers tomorrow and follow me to the tribe." Ma Shao said.

Early the next morning, looking at the 100 soldiers gathered in neat formation behind the horse sentry, the envoy's eyes widened: "This... you, why do you lead so many soldiers?"

"Beware of white people," the horse whistle said.

The messenger tried to argue: "White people? There is no white city nearby, and the journey to the tribe is not far. The chief wants to see you, but you bring so many soldiers. You are basically contemptuous of the chief!"

Ma Shao no matter what he said: "I believe the chief will understand me, okay, let's go."

The tribe is located about 300 kilometers to the south. There are more than 100 people on horseback, and they are not in a hurry. They have to walk for a week anyway.

Plains tribes.

Ever since that Comanche messenger's visit, I've been feeling anxious on rainy days.

He didn't know what the big chief's plan was. Although he made many insinuations, the big chief was always vague.

This deepened his anxiety.

It was obvious that the chief did not want to tell the truth to him. As a person close to Ma Shao, the chief did not want to tell the truth to him. The reason was naturally obvious.

Rainy Day was already vaguely aware of the chief's plan, but he still took chances and always wanted to confirm before making a decision.

Finally, that night, the hunt ended, and people returned to the tribe with the harvested bison, and then held a barbecue party to enjoy spirits and barbecue.

At the barbecue party, Shou Tent drank a lot of strong alcohol, his face flushed and his body shook.

He hesitated for a moment on the rainy day, and then walked to the tent guard: "Big Chief."

"Drink!" Shou Zhang directly handed him a bag of wine and instructed without explanation, smelling of alcohol as he spoke.