1840Indian rebirth

The two chatted for a while, and then they remembered something on a rainy day: "By the way, what did the envoy of the chief who was guarding the tent tell you?"

Ma Shao said: "He said he felt unwell while guarding the tent and wanted to use my medical skills. He also wanted to use this opportunity to reconcile with me and restore my position as war chief."

Rainy Day was silent for two seconds and nodded slightly: "Fortunately, you brought the army here."

"So these are all fake?"

Yu Tian smiled: "Of course it's fake. It doesn't sound very reliable. A war chief in peacetime, haha."

"...But this is a good thing. Since the messenger said so, you are now the current war chief and the preferred successor to the position of great chief. Traditionally, only the high priest can compete with you for the position of great chief, which is justified."

Ma Shao asked: "Have you ever thought about becoming a chief?"

Rainy Day: "If I were forty years old this year, and I didn't have you, I might have a fight with Deer Hand."

"Of course, even so, I will probably lose - look at my arms, they are almost half as thick as yours. No one believes that I can lead the Apaches." He pointed to his arms and then to the horse.

whistle arm.

My figure on a rainy day is not actually thin, it is basically at the level of an ordinary person, and I am a little taller than an ordinary person.

But I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Ma Shao's current figure looks similar to Captain America in the movie, and his growth momentum has not completely stopped.

Standing with such a horse sentry, he felt as if he could not help but feel weak.

As a brave and fighting nation, the Apaches naturally have a strong yearning for mighty and strong leaders. It is indeed difficult for a mediocre person like Rainy Day to become a chief.

In fact, let alone the Apaches, even in the United States, and even in the United States in the 21st century, there is a clear positive correlation between body size and election winning rate. The taller the person, the easier it is for him to be elected president.

The worship of tall leaders is an instinct deeply embedded in human genes. From the birth of the first ancient ape leader to the demise of human civilization, this may not change.

Ma Shao's majestic physique in this life is simply a natural leader template.

The two talked for a while, and then led the army into the tribe, which naturally caused a commotion and almost turned into chaos.

"who are they?"

"Could they be invaders?" The horse whistles, weapons and fancy clothes of the soldiers made the Apaches in the tribe explode.

Rainy Day quickly shouted: "They are brothers of the Mianxiong clan, don't be nervous!"

"Sleeping Bear Clan?"

"He is Chief Mashao, he is indeed a brother of the Sleeping Bear clan!" People who had participated in the Battle of Arapaho quickly recognized Mashao.

"Why are they here? Are they here to attend the funeral? Why do they need so many people and weapons..."

"These clothes look really strange, like white people's clothes." People pointed to the uniforms of the Sleeping Bear Army.

In the open space in the center of the tribe, Lushou was standing there, looking at the horse whistle coming slowly with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

Until he and Ma Shao were close at hand, and introduced the two of them on a rainy day.

"He is Lushou, a widely respected warrior and elder, and the last war chief of the tribe." Rainy Day said.

Then he introduced the horse whistle: "This is the horse whistle of the Mian Xiong clan, the current war chief of the tribe."

When Lushou heard this, his eyes widened instantly: "The current war chief?"

Smile on a rainy day: "Yes, this is a well-known thing. When we were fighting the Arapaho people, the tent-guarding chief appointed Ma Shao as the war chief. It was under his training and command that we defeated the Arapaho.

Huo people.”

"Soldiers, am I right?"

"That's right!" The main answers came from the soldiers behind the horse whistle. Their answers were uniform, impressive and frightening.

The ferocious momentum of this army made Lu Men subconsciously take a step back, and he stuttered slightly when he spoke: "As far as I know, he has been dismissed from his position by the chief! It is also a time of peace, and there should be no war.

Chief!"

On a rainy day, he stretched out his hand to pull the messenger over, and asked with a smile: "What did the chief who was guarding the tent tell you before he died? Tell everyone."

The messenger trembled and repeated what he had told Ma Shao: "The big... chief really said that he wanted to restore Chief Ma Shao to his position as the tribal war chief, so he asked Chief Ma Shao to come to the tribe to see him."

Lu Shou was immediately speechless.

Horse Whistle: "That's true. I never expected that before I met the tent guarding chief, he would unfortunately pass away. This is really regrettable."

Rainy Day said at this time: "Chief Mashao serves as the war chief. This is the order of the great chief. And he happened to arrive at the tribe during the great chief's funeral. This is undoubtedly the will of the great spirit..."

"The tribe is in urgent need of a new leader. Today we hold a funeral for the tent-keeping chief, and we should also determine the candidate for the next chief."

After a pause, Rainy Day continued before Lu Shou could speak: "According to tradition, the current war chief should inherit the position of chief. As the high priest, I also agree with Chief Ma Shao becoming the leader of the tribe... I don't know if you all

What do you think?"

"I object!" Lushou immediately shouted angrily.

He looked at the rainy day and said in a somewhat resentful tone: "You said at the beginning that the new chief should succeed at least ten days later, otherwise he will be swallowed up by darkness along with the tent guard!"

Yu Tian said calmly: "Yes, we are just finalizing the candidates now, and the succession ceremony can be held some time later."

Ma Shao knew that this was an argument made on a rainy day to delay time, so of course he didn't need to care: "If there is any darkness entrenched here, I am willing to bear all this for the tribe."

Lu Shou was stunned when he heard the words, and his face turned green and red.

He suddenly realized what a stupid decision he had made a few days ago.

If he knew the concept of "materialism", he might change his belief. But he didn't know, so he just thought that it was a rainy day that forged God's will.

But no matter what, he knew that now he had almost no hope of making a comeback.

As a war chief, Mashao was justified in succeeding the chief. With the full support of the high priest, and more importantly, with a hundred elite warriors, he could massacre this place without any problem.

Anyone can see that unless the Great Spirit appears on earth to support Lushou, no one can stop Ma Shao from becoming the great chief.

Of course the deer hand can also see it.

But he is not willing to give in!

It was obviously me who came first, regardless of my seniority, military exploits, or being a war chief... But why did it become like this?

Lu Shou's chest heaved, and he felt like his heart was going to explode.

No, I still have a chance! I can still fight back!

He calmed down a little and pointed at the horse whistle: "I want to duel with you!"