"Use the item card 'Railway' to draw three cards."

"Use the character card 'Tecumse' to activate the effect 'United' to share the highest value among all your characters."

"Use the item card 'Shipbreaker', your character will attack twice in a row this turn, and all your duelist's health will be deducted in the next turn."

"You've lost!" Ma Whistle played the last card and declared victory with a smile on his face.

"No, no, let's do it again, I wasn't very good at playing just now." The student scratched his head with some annoyance.

"Yes, then do it again." Ma Whistle shuffled the cards and said, "You all have a good look, I wonder if anyone can beat me today." ”

"What will happen if we defeat you?" Someone suddenly asked.

"The one who defeats me, I would like to call him the 'Yu-Gi-Oh'!" Ma Whistle said.

The horse whistle who has lived in the 21st century has long been baptized by various lofty titles, and in reality there are popes, heads of state, commanders, emperors, etc., and there are also fighting emperors or something in fantasy, and the king of the game is not ranked at all.

But these young students rarely heard such a sharp title, and they were immediately poked into the high, and they all enthusiastic, and they threw themselves into the duel of cards one after another.

In order to read the captions on the cards, the trainees were unprecedentedly enthusiastic about literacy, gathering around the opposing sides and fiercely correcting each other's reading mistakes.

At the end of just one day, the literacy level of the students has improved significantly.

For this phenomenon, Ma Whistle himself has also experienced it. He still remembers reciting ancient poems when he was a child, and he couldn't memorize a few poems in one class, but if he replaced them with small yellow poems that came out of nowhere, he could memorize them almost once after listening to them.

Interest is the best teacher.

In addition to arguing about language knowledge, the students naturally inevitably pointed fingers at the players' tactics.

"Break the kettle, just break the kettle! Go up and him! ”

"With the Ancient Toad, you can charge one health per turn!"

In the face of this kind of behavior of watching chess and speaking loudly, Ma Whistle did not stop it, and even encouraged it, because he felt that this kind of behavior and reading coexisted, and the students understood the text on a card, and naturally wanted to express their opinions on tactics.

But what he didn't expect was that because of his encouragement, watching chess and talking became a tradition of Apache duel cards, and many people felt that playing dueling cards would be tasteless if no one was around to point fingers. Of course, that's an afterthought.

On the first day, no one can defeat the horse whistle, and even if the horse whistle is unlucky at times, the students' understanding of the cards is too shallow after all, and they can't recognize all the words, so they can't win.

This was the case the next day, and it was not until the third day that one of the cadets finally defeated the horse whistle.

"There must be one...... Yu-Gi-Oh. So saying, the horse whistle took a rough wooden crown.

Ma Sentry slowly placed the crown on the winner's head, and handed him the card: "Now that you are the king of the game, go and accept the challenge of others." ”

"Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo T

Then came the successive battles for the throne.

The Duel Card quickly became popular among the Apaches, and the spread of writing accelerated. To this end, Ma Whistle also commissioned people in the clan who are good at drawing to help make more cards.

It was noon that day.

The Chinese class presided over by Ma Whistle had just ended, and the students couldn't wait to plunge into the card duel again.

On a rainy day, they came to him with a newspaper.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll have good news for you." Rainy Sky smiled, "The Great Chief has finally agreed to my proposal and decided to make you the war chief of the Plains Tribes." ”

The war chieftain is, of course, the position in charge of war affairs. Originally, the post of War Chief of the Plains Tribes was vacant, but with the amazing performance of the horse sentry in battle before, combined with the credit for making stirrups and strong bows, it was almost a natural thing to become a war chief.

Unfortunately, due to the stiff relationship between Ma Whistle and the Great Chief, the matter never came to fruition.

Fortunately, Rainy Day repeatedly proposed this matter to the Great Chief, especially after the horse whistle made the word, Rainy Day had already thrown himself into the ground and fully supported him as a war chief.

The big chief couldn't bear the soft grinding and hard bubbles on a rainy day, and with the support of the clansmen, he finally agreed.

"Thank you." Ma Whistle said. Becoming a war chief means that he can directly train warriors from entire plains tribes.

"By the way, don't forget to ease relations with the Great Chief during the ceremony." Rainy day waved his hand disappreciatively and said casually.

"I understand."

Then on a rainy day, he picked up the newspaper and pointed to an inconspicuous corner: "Look at this news." ”

Although the business newspapers of this period were just getting started, they were already vaguely showing the signs of the later UC, and all kinds of eye-catching gossip news increasingly occupied the pages, and political and economic news was quite cold.

After some painstaking reading, Ma Whistle finally figured out the content of this news:

On June 8, Captain Hayes and Captain Walker led fifteen Texas Mounties and easily defeated more than eighty gun-wielding Comanches. And the reason why they were able to achieve this result was because all members of his team were armed with Colt revolvers.

"This Colt pistol is the one you bought, right?" Asked on a rainy day.

"That's right." The horse whistle nodded.

Although he had known for a long time that people would be aware of the power of the Colt pistol, he did not expect it to be so soon.

After this battle, people who once disdained Colt may have to re-examine the power of the revolver.

In addition, the Captain Walker mentioned in the news is probably the Walker of the "Walker Pistol".

It was at the suggestion of this Captain Walker that Samuel Colt further refined the design of the revolver and introduced the Walker revolver, which shone in the Mexican-American War.

Rainy day: "I wondered, is this news going to make it impossible for us to buy a revolver, or that Smith is sitting on the ground and starting the price?" ”

"Possibly." "We need to prepare early......

……

As it turned out, they were overly concerned.

The battle of Captain Walker took place in the Republic of Texas, while Colt's factory was located in New Jersey, USA, several thousand miles away.

And until last month, that Morse code of Morse code had just succeeded in sending the first long-distance telegram in human history - the forty-mile long distance.

Therefore, with the exception of a few big international news, the speed of diffusion of the vast majority of news is not significantly different from that of the feudal era.

By the time Smith delivered the pre-ordered revolver to Camp Apache, he hadn't even heard about it.

In this way, the Apache got two hundred Colt pistols at a low price. Of course, the low price is only relative to the price before the collapse of the Colt company, and the actual price paid by the Apache is not low, twice as expensive as the last 200 rifles.

If it were a normal sale, a Colt pistol would cost about $50, four times as much as many rifles, as if they were making a fool of a lot of money, and most people would be completely uninterested when they saw the price.

It's no wonder Colt went out of business.

Such an expensive price also brought trouble for the horse whistle.

Last time, the Apache had already bought 200 rifles, which led many people to think that the purchase plan for muskets had come to an end and that there was no need to buy any more guns, especially if they were so expensive.

In order to persuade people to buy Colt pistols, Ma Sentry had to put on a small face and find close clans to lobby one by one.

Fortunately, people still have a lot of respect for him, and he is now a war chieftain, and after his full lobbying, these two hundred Colt pistols were finally bought.

"Is this gun really worth that much?" The crow looked at a Colt revolver repeatedly and wondered.

Ma Whistle has been asked many times, and he is a little weak: "Hmm...... A good gun needs the right tactics to match, and I think we should do some training. ”