1840Indian rebirth

The horse whistle will naturally not refuse.

He originally wanted to absorb all the indigenous peoples of North America, not to mention the Navajo people. The Navajo language also belongs to the Apache language, and they are related to the Apache people. They are even sometimes directly regarded as part of the Apache people.

"Welcome, Apache Sleeping Bear City welcomes all aborigines to join," Ma Shao said.

This Navajo clan was a little excited. It was obvious that they were in a tight situation and had come to seek refuge.

Ma Shao led them to choose a location to set up tents in Mianxiong City, and explained the law to them.

"Alcohol restriction?" The alcohol restriction in Sleeping Bear City often makes new residents confused or conflicted.

"That's right, we are implementing alcohol restrictions. Your existing spirits will be purchased by someone, and private storage is not allowed. This is a very important rule. If you don't understand anything, you can go to the Liquor and Pharmacy Bureau to ask." Mashao said, "

If you must drink, you can go to a drinking house."

"We will comply." The chief nodded.

The horse whistle asked: "How many people are there in total among you?"

"There are one hundred and eighteen people in total."

118 people.

Ma Shao calculated the total population of Mianxiong City. With the addition of this clan, the population of Mianxiong City had exceeded 2,500 people.

He personally records the identity information of each new resident and briefly talks with them to let them know himself.

"Great Chief." At this moment, a voice came from the side.

Ma Shao turned around and looked: "It's a vertical wolf. You're back. What's the result?"

The visitor was none other than the vertical wolf he had sent to the Comanche Forest Tribe more than ten days ago. The vertical wolf was dirty at this time, and he had obviously just returned. It seemed that he had been caught in the rain on the road.

"I have brought everything that needs to be said, and I did see Fang-face in the forest tribe." The vertical wolf paused and continued, "But the owl is unwilling to hand over Fang-face, and even said it is considering attacking us."

"consider?"

Standing Wolf: "Yes, obviously he knew how powerful the Sleeping Bear was, so he didn't make a decision right away. Although I don't think he would really attack us, he should still take precautions."

The horse whistle thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I understand. You did a good job, go back and rest first."

When he completed the census of the new residents, he went to the army to find Thick Shoulder.

Just as most of the teaching work was left to other teachers, most of the trivial matters in the army were also handed over to the officers. He himself was mainly responsible for training the officers and conducting regular assessments.

An army capable of fighting must not only have qualified commanders, but also have a strong grassroots.

Ma Shao believed that even if he died suddenly now, the army he built would not collapse directly, and might even grow on its own according to his plan.

At this moment, Houqiao was leading his hundred soldiers to conduct various trainings. Not far away were two other centurions and their soldiers. The three hundred were competing with each other to compare their training results.

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"Great Chief." When Houjian saw Ma Shao, he immediately gave a military salute. Ma Shao had already taught the soldiers the military salute he was familiar with.

The horse whistle first briefly inspected the training, and then motioned Houqiao to follow him.

"Chief Commander, lead Geshi to continue training!" Houjian ordered, then turned around and followed the horse whistle not far away.

"Houqiao, I plan to form a militia." Ma Shao made up a word.

"Militia?" Houqiao really didn't understand.

"You are soldiers, and the militia is half soldiers and half civilians." Mashao explained for him, "You have to conduct a lot of training almost every day, and you carry weapons with you every day. You are paid as soldiers, and you have to deal with the most dangerous people.

The enemy...and the militiamen will only receive a small amount of training, and most of the time they are ordinary people, without formal wages, and they also perform auxiliary work during the war."

Houqiao understood and nodded.

Ma Shao continued: "Currently, there are 2,500 people in Mianxiong City. I plan to select 600 of them to form a militia. The training will be officially started after the wheat harvest is completed. You will be mainly responsible for it."

In the past, the Indians could basically be described as all the people being soldiers, but with the continuous development, this state will definitely not last forever.

After all, development means division of labor, just like the development of organisms is always accompanied by the differentiation of cells.

In fact, Mian Xiong's division of labor process has already begun, and it's going very fast.

A year ago, the soldiers under the sentries were still half civilians, half soldiers, but now they have become professional to a large extent.

No matter from the perspective of characteristics or combat effectiveness, Mianxiong's current three hundred soldiers can be regarded as professional soldiers.

If possible, Mashao hoped that all 2,500 people in Mianxiong City would be professional soldiers, but this was obviously impossible.

Even three hundred professional soldiers are already a lot, more than one-tenth of the total population. Without the income from Clark Town's taxes and the clothing company, he would not be able to maintain the existence of this army calmly.

Therefore, if we want to continue to reasonably expand the scale of the military, Mashao can only develop militiamen, allowing the militiamen to share some low-difficulty military tasks, and quickly transform them into professional soldiers at critical moments.

After chatting with Hou Jian for a long time, Ma Shao said: "...Three hundred professional soldiers and six hundred militiamen can be used in groups of three, with one professional soldier leading two militiamen. We can add such a link in the training process,

To develop our ability to collaborate in small groups.”

"Ability to collaborate in small groups?" Thick Shoulder thought thoughtfully.

The horse whistle nodded: "This is a vital ability. I hope that in the future, any three of our soldiers can work closely together. Even if they go deep behind enemy lines, they can maintain high fighting will and iron-clad discipline, and carry out combat missions in an orderly manner.

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Thick Shoulder seemed to simulate that scene in his mind, and said longingly: "If we can really do this, we may become the most powerful army in North America."

"Not America, but the world." Ma Shao corrected, "Even if the white people unite, they will be beaten to pieces by such an army."

The step of selecting the militiamen was completed quickly. After all, the six hundred people were almost all the healthy young and middle-aged men in Sleeping Bear City.

But the formal training did not start immediately. After all, it was already the end of June and the winter wheat was about to be harvested.

During this period, in addition to paying attention to wheat, Ma Shao also frequently communicated with gunsmith Browning.

Browning has adapted quite well to the life of Sleeping Bear, and even semi-voluntarily learned a lot of Apache language, and semi-voluntarily taught some English to the Apaches... There is no way, there are more than a dozen Apaches every day.

Patch's apprentices gathered around him to learn gun-making skills from him.

Ma Shao himself is one of the apprentices, and he comes to learn some gun-making skills from time to time. Although he is far from being a professional, he can already turn the things he talked about on paper into reality in his previous life.