1840Indian rebirth

"Fang-faced." Ma Shao read the name and said slowly, "Then it seems he is the one."

"He, what happened to him?" Chief Two Wolf asked a little stutteringly. Although the Two Wolf clan no longer exists in name, many people still call him Chief Two Wolf.

Ma Shao: "Not long ago, the Comanche Forest Tribe claimed that I had arbitrarily annexed the Two Wolf Clan and asked me to release you. This kind of rhetoric should be made by Fang Lian."

The two wolf chiefs suddenly became nervous: "I think there may be some misunderstanding, Fang Lian probably wouldn't do this."

"Maybe." Ma Shao said nonchalantly, then changed the subject, looked directly at him and asked, "It's been half a year since you joined Mian Xiong, how do you feel?"

"It feels good. Life here is stable, there is plenty of food... and there are many things we don't have. We are very satisfied, yes, very satisfied." Chief Two Wolf said, but this was obviously not true, at least not all of it.

"Tell me the truth." Ma Shao said calmly, still looking directly at him.

Under his gaze, the Chief of the Two Wolves couldn't help but look a bit embarrassed. He remained silent for a moment before he hesitated: "There are also some dissatisfactions... mainly about the language. Many people cannot learn Apache."

"It's not that I can't learn, it's that I don't want to learn," Ma Xiao said. For a teacher, this sentence is one of the most common lines.

The two wolf chiefs paused for a moment, then nodded awkwardly: "That's right."

Ma Shao took a deep breath, and then sighed: "It is human nature, no one is willing to abandon their mother tongue. I can understand your thoughts."

The two wolf chiefs did not speak.

The air was quiet for a moment, and the horse guard stood up: "Calling all the Comanches, I have something to say."

About half an hour later.

All the Comanches were summoned, and more than a hundred people, old and young, stood around in an open space.

The horse whistle looked at them and opened his mouth: "Residents from Comanche, I know that you are resistant to learning Apache language. This is human nature, I can understand..."

Before he had finished speaking, the Comanches could not help but murmur in low voices, not because of what he said, but because of his language.

The horse whistle spoke Comanche.

Although not yet proficient.

He has spent a lot of time learning Comanche in the past six months, more than English. After all, he still has some basic knowledge of English, but he knows nothing about Comanche.

Fortunately, he is much more diligent than in his previous life. Now he can maintain high concentration almost continuously throughout the day, and his learning efficiency is far higher than that of ordinary people.

As a result, after half a year of learning, his Comanche language has reached a level where he can carry on daily conversations, which is at least much higher than his English level before his rebirth.

With the help of the small piece of paper in his hand, it was more than enough to speak a few words to the Comanches.

The Comanches were naturally very surprised by this, including Chief Two Wolf, who couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard the Comanche language of the horse whistle.

The two wolf chiefs looked at the long hair next to them: "This..."

Changmao, as Ma Shao's main Comanche teacher, naturally knows this: "You're surprised, right? I was the same way at the beginning."

Chief Two Wolf whispered: "He has only learned Manche for half a year, and as far as I know, he didn't have much time to learn Manche from you, right?"

"That's right. He studies with me for up to three hours a day. Sometimes he doesn't come to study for several days in a row, but his learning effect in one day is about the same as others in half a month." Changmao said.

"It took me ten years to become proficient in a new language. He might be able to do it in another half a year."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe this is genius. I used to think that such people only existed in stories..."

Ma Shao paid no attention to these whispers and continued his speech.

People who master multiple foreign languages ​​are often full of charm. If this person is also a leader, the charm brought by language will be super doubled.

Ma Shao knew this very well, because he knew such a person in his previous life. He was versatile, humorous, could talk and laugh in many foreign languages, and was widely admired among young people.

The same is true for the current scene.

Some Comanches didn't even care what the horse whistle said, but were surprised by his Comanche language, and talked about his skill and some strange accents with those around him.

"...As I have always said, Aboriginal people must unite, must unite. Only then can we gain a foothold on this continent and in the world."

"If we want to unite, a unified language is essential. This is a simple truth."

"I can assure the Great Spirit that I have no disdain for the Comanche language. After all, it is Comanche that I speak now."

"The reason why I let you learn Apache instead of letting others learn Comanche is just because doing so will allow most people to have more time to work and provide more food for the entire Bear Sleeping City.

Clothes and houses, and I've created writing for the Apache language, which makes it easier to learn..."

Ma Shao first explained a truth.

The reason is not difficult to understand, but it is not convincing either.

By speaking these truths in Comanche and setting an example to encourage the Comanches to learn foreign languages, the persuasiveness was greatly enhanced, but it was still not enough.

From ancient times to the present, the most convincing things are gold and swords.

Therefore, after explaining the truth, Mashao introduced these two ultimate truths: "In order to subsidize and reward your efforts to unite the indigenous people, I declare-"

"The top two candidates who pass the Apache language and writing test will be awarded one hundred dollars each."

"Third to fifth place will be awarded fifty dollars each."

"The sixth to tenth place will be awarded thirty dollars each."

Sleeping Bear City has already started using U.S. dollar coins, and people know the value of the U.S. dollar. Even a minimum bonus of thirty dollars is a good additional income.

"After the tenth place, each person will receive a subsidy of ten dollars." Mashao said, "In addition to the subsidy and bonus, I will also personally issue a 'certificate' to you."

"What certificate?" someone asked.

"This is it." Ma Shao took out a gold-red paper with his autograph and words of encouragement written on it - in recognition of Changmao's contribution to uniting the indigenous people.

In front of everyone, he gave the first certificate of merit and a bonus of one hundred dollars to Changmao. Naturally, Changmao had already passed the exam.

People looked at the gold dollar coins and beautiful certificates shining in Changmao's hands, with envy on their faces.

After talking about the reward, Ma Shao changed the subject and raised his voice again: "However, if anyone dares to split the tribe and obstruct the popularization of the Apache language... he is guilty of betrayal."

"I, the chief of the tribe, will personally execute the traitors in front of everyone!" His voice was cold and stern.