1840Indian rebirth

Judgment, Oak didn't know what this strange word meant.

The Indians have almost no concept of law. Even though there are some basic social norms such as "killing for life", they have never conducted judicial trials.

Ma Shao didn't explain too much, because the explanation process would involve several new words, and it would take at least several minutes to explain clearly, so he just said: "You will know tomorrow."

The Apaches of the Chiricahua tribe followed the horse whistle to Bear Sleeping City. They soon saw almost a thousand prisoners being resettled, and of course many corpses being collected.

As someone who had fought with Ma Shao, Oak had somewhat expected this, so he wasn't too surprised.

But it was different for others. The Chiricahua people who had not participated in the last battle of Arapaho all started talking about it when they saw so many prisoners and corpses.

"How many enemies did they defeat? It looked like there were a thousand prisoners! And so many corpses!"

"I heard that the Comanches, Arapahos, and Cheyennes gathered a total of five tribes, and I'm afraid there were at least 1,500 people in total to attack Sleeping Bear."

"It's unbelievable that the Plains Tribe defeated five tribes on its own!"

"Look at their weapons, they are all muskets... Are muskets really that useful?"

A tall young man frowned and seemed to have this expression all the time as he observed an astonishing number of corpses.

After a while, he couldn't help asking his own question: "Why not cut the scalp?"

Only then did a group of Chiricahua people notice that none of the scalps on the heads of the killed Comanches, Cheyennes and Arapahos were missing. The Sleeping Bear soldiers were carrying the bodies, but they were not impressed by their military exploits.

Proof of blindness.

When the horse whistle heard his question, he didn't look back and explained: "Mian Xiong has abolished this tradition. We only shoot the heads of living people and do not cut the scalps of dead people."

"Then how do you count your military merits?" The young man stepped forward and asked again.

"The observers will use telescopes to observe the entire battlefield, and of course they will also count military exploits, and our military exploits are mainly calculated by squad." Ma Shao said slowly.

"telescope?"

Ma Shao took out his telescope, turned around and handed it to the boy: "This is it. Put this end in front of your eyes, and then look into the distance."

The young man did as he was told, and then he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "This... what kind of spell is this?"

Ma Shao smiled: "It's technology. Just like the bow you use, it can make arrows fly because of the elasticity of the bow string, not any magic."

The young man was still confused, frowning as he looked at the inconspicuous telescope in his hand.

"If you want to know the specific reason, you can go find him later. His name is Feng Sheng. He is an excellent battlefield observer. He will tell you how the telescope works." The horse whistle pointed to Feng Sheng not far away.

"Okay." The young man returned the telescope to him, and then said, "You count your battle merits according to the team, so even if someone kills many enemies, even if he kills a hundred Arapaho people than me, he will not get a separate reward.

Reward?"

"Hahaha!" Oak couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Young man, no one can kill so many enemies."

An old man next to the young man said with a slight embarrassment: "Sleepy Man has just become a warrior. He is too young and sometimes very naive."

Ma Shao didn't take it seriously and continued: "Of course, warriors who perform particularly well can also get exclusive rewards, but they are a minority, and they will become less and less. With the development of muskets, personal bravery will become more and more important.

It’s not important, collective cooperation is the key.”

After saying that, he couldn't help but look at the young man a few more times: "Your name is Sleepy Man?"

"Yes." The sleepy man responded.

Ma Shao didn't say anything, but he was a little confused in his heart, because he felt that he had heard this name before, but he couldn't remember it. It was obvious that his impression was very shallow, and he might have just glanced at it somewhere.

After much thought, he finally thought of the 46th President of the United States, Joe Biden, the man nicknamed "Sleepy Joe."

When I think of Biden, I inevitably think of Trump.

When he thought of Trump, a lot of ghostly scenes appeared in Ma Shao's mind, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Later in the evening, while the horse whistle and the shamans were treating the wounded, a soldier came over and reported: "Great Chief, the owl wants to see you."

Ma Shao thought for a moment: "I know, I'll go there in a while."

After a while, he came to the place where the owl was kept, a small separate tent, guarded by two soldiers outside.

"Chief Owl, do you have any last words?" Ma Shao said in Comanche.

When Owl heard this, his already pale face became even more pale, and he said in a panic: "I...I was deceived by Fang Lian! I didn't want to do this. He lied to me that Mian Xiong had forcibly annexed the Twin Wolf clan.

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"So you now realize that the Shuanglang clan is indeed part of Mian Xiong?" Ma Shao asked.

Owl nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, of course... there is no doubt about it, Fang Lian lied to me!"

He continued to defend, but his words were flustered and weak, like a repeater, almost only knowing how to repeat being deceived by a square face.

Ma Shao didn't listen carefully and thought for a while: "I can spare your life, but only if you are honest enough."

The owl seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I will definitely promise you, I will promise you anything!"

Ma Shao looked at him and said calmly: "Let me tell you what I want first. My goal from the beginning has been to unify all the indigenous peoples on this continent, to unite the Apaches, Arapahos, and Comanches.

, Cheyenne people...all the tribes merged into one, I have never concealed this purpose."

"In order to achieve this goal, I will not necessarily use force, but if someone stops me, I will definitely use force to fight back."

"This is the only thing I care about most. As for your life or death, it's not important to me at all."

After a pause, Ma Shao continued: "So, do you know how to please me?"

The owl nodded quickly: "I know."

"I hope you really know." Ma Shao said, "The day after tomorrow I will arrange for the prisoners to cultivate farmland, and you will be among them. I will not hurt you, and I will even give you food and a little salary. I don't want to see the prisoners

Any confusion, especially among the Comanche captives, if it occurs, is your responsibility."

Leaving the owl, the horse whistle contacted several other captured war chiefs and war chiefs to understand their attitudes.

The more stubborn people should naturally be put to death, while the relatively weak people can be spared their lives.

Of course, tomorrow's trial process still has to go through, and the procedure is fair.