Hearing the words on a rainy day, the movements of my hands couldn't help but stop.

The air was quiet for a while.

Then he continued to correct his homework as if nothing had happened, while lowering his head: "How do you know? ”

"I don't believe in prophecy, it seems to me that it's either a coincidence, a coincidence that someone is taking advantage of, or it's just a hoax. And I know, you don't really believe in that kind of stuff either. ”

"The Arapaho prophesied that guarding the tent would be bitten by a poisonous snake, and in this case, it would indeed be a good idea to catch a poisonous snake and poison him. If it were me, I would probably choose this way too. ”

Didn't say anything on a rainy day.

Ma Whistle looked at him: "It's just that I don't quite understand why you did this, because what?" ”

Rainy day did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "If it were you, what would you kill him for?" ”

Ma Whistle thought for a moment: "In order to fight back, and ...... The people, it seems a bit hypocritical to say that. ”

Rainy day raised his head and smiled: "You seem to be often arrogant." ”

"Arrogant?"

"That's right, it seems to me that you are the only one qualified to say such things. If everything you do is not called 'for the people', then the phrase itself is completely unnecessary and we should remove it from the Apache. The tone of the rainy day was even a little excited.

After a pause and composure, he added, "I believe that you will lead us down the path of hope, which is why I chose you...... The Great Chief is someone I respect, but he stands in the way. ”

"Anyone who stands in the way, I'll do it!"

The horse whistle was silent for a moment: "What if we are the ones who stand in our way?" ”

The rainy day was stunned, and then he stammered a little: "This ...... That's impossible. ”

"It's entirely possible, at least I don't trust myself." Ma Whistle said slowly, "Look at what I've done, which one is not fame and fortune?" ”

"If one day I have something in front of me that is purely harmful to myself and others, and I don't even have a good reputation, I don't know what I will choose."

It's okay to make less money, but at least you also need a good reputation, and to put it a little higher, it's called "social recognition", which is Ma Whistle's life creed.

For example, the body donation agreement he signed in his previous life was a product of the guidance of this creed - he is dead, and his body is useless anyway, so why not reuse it to at least earn a good reputation.

The horse whistle got his wish, and he donated his body, something that was of no use to himself, and people added some words of praise to his epitaph.

Not only the body donation, but also the reason why he chose to become a teacher in his previous life was the same.

After recognizing his talents, Ma Whistle felt that being a good teacher in a small place was the best solution for his life, and the difficulty of operation, social recognition, and personal life were all within his acceptable range.

Now he is not only a teacher, but also has to plan and manage all aspects of thousands of people, and lead the army into battle...... His work is far more complex and dangerous than in previous lives, but in the end, it pays off, and there is nothing that is neither famous nor profitable.

"You won't!" Listening to Ma Whistle's words on a rainy day, his tone became excited again.

"Maybe I will, but you won't! And if I myself stand in the way of the people, I will make the same choice and let myself be crushed! ”

He repeated: "You are so arrogant, you shouldn't be like this!" ”

Ma Whistle scratched his head, a little incomprehensible to the excited tone of the rainy day.

After a while.

"By the way, what's going on with the Comanches?" I suddenly remembered this on a rainy day.

"What Comanche?"

Rainy Tian explained: "A Comanche messenger came to the tent and told the tent that the Sleeping Bear Clan had brutally annexed a Comanche clan. The tent guards are going to kill you for exactly this reason. ”

"You mean the Twin Wolf Clan." Ma Whistle suddenly told me about last year.

"I see." Rainy day nodded.

Ma Whistle touched his chin: "It seems that the Twin Wolf Clan has survived the winter, and if you want to break away from us at this time, you have to check it when you go back." ”

……

Soon after, the tribe performed a ceremony, and Ma Whistle smoothly succeeded to the position of Grand Chieftain and became the leader of the entire tribe of the Apache Plains.

There are about two or three thousand people in the tribe, and all of them are at most twice as many as the Sleeping Bear Clan, but the significance of becoming a big chief is more than that.

The Great Chief had no boss, which meant that the horse whistle would not have to think about the idea of the leader in the future.

The Great Chief could grant Eagle Feathers at will, which meant that he could issue himself countless Eagle Feathers whenever he wanted to become an Apache version of Brezhnev.

What's more, the Great Chief can command the clans below to a certain extent, and can also contact other tribes to form an Apache coalition.

What Ma Sentry had to do, of course, was to integrate the plain tribes in the name of the great chieftain and gather these two or three thousand people.

Before that, he first needed to gather some of the most prestigious people in the tribe and inform them of the plan.

Among those summoned was the deerman, who had been pulled almost by force, and when he entered the tent, his face looked like that of a dead horse.

Eleven people sat around the Great Chief's tent.

"Maybe you know what the Sleeping Bear Clan is like right now." Ma Sentry looked at the other ten people, "I have established a city within the territory of the original Sleeping Bear Clan, and I have gathered fifteen hundred people, most of whom are various clans of the tribe. ”

"What is a city?" Someone wondered.

Ma Whistle was accustomed to this situation, and as an Apache word maker, he would often speak obscure, foreign, and even original words that aroused people's doubts.

He also had to do this in order to gradually expand his people's vocabulary and refine the Apache language.

"Do you know Santa Fe in Mexico?" The horse whistle asked.

"Yes." Everyone nodded.

Ma Whistle: "Santa Fe is a city, and a city is an area where people gather in large numbers and live in a stable way...... Cities can make our lives better. ”

After explaining some basic concepts to the people, he continued: "Strictly speaking, the Sleeping Bear Clan is not a city yet, and I haven't even named it that way. But I've decided to do it. ”

"In the future, the Sleeping Bear Clan will no longer exist, there will only be one 'Sleeping Bear City', and this Sleeping Bear City is the core territory of the Plains Tribe."

"A real city should have at least tens of thousands of people, so I plan to concentrate all the clans in Sleeping Bear City."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Shou said, "You mean that we are all going to move out of our hometown and join your Sleeping Bear Clan?" ”

Ma Whistle corrected: "It's not to join the Sleeping Bear Clan, but to live in Sleeping Bear City." ”

"Doesn't that mean anything?"