Chapter 74: Duel

The two talked for a while, and Rainy Day remembered something: "By the way, what did the messenger of the chief guarding the tent tell you?"

Ma Shao said, "He said he was not feeling well while guarding the tent and wanted to borrow my medical skills. He also wanted to reconcile with me and restore my position as war chief."

Rainy Day was silent for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Fortunately you brought the army here."

"So these are all fake?"

Rainy Day smiled and said, "Of course it's fake. It doesn't sound very reliable. A war chief in peacetime, haha."

"...But this is a good thing. Since the messenger said so, you are now the current war chief and the preferred heir to the position of great chief. Traditionally, only the high priest can compete with you for the position of great chief, and it is legitimate."

Ma Shao asked, "Have you ever thought about becoming a great chief?"

Rainy Day: "If I were forty years old and I didn't have you, I might have a fight with Deer Hand."

"Of course, even so, I will probably still lose - look at my arm, it's almost half the thickness of yours, and no one believes I can lead the Apaches." He pointed to his own arm and then to Ma Shao's arm.

Actually, Yutian's figure is not that thin, basically the same as that of an average person, and he is taller than an average person.

But the worst thing is comparison.

Ma Shao's current physique looks similar to Captain America in the movie, and his growth momentum has not completely stopped.

Standing next to such a horse whistle, he seemed to be very fragile.

As a brave and warlike nation, the Apaches have a natural and strong yearning for a strong and powerful leader. It is indeed difficult for a person with a mediocre physique like Yutian to become a chief.

In fact, not to mention the Apaches, even in the United States, even in the 21st century, there is a clear positive correlation between body shape and election victory rate. The taller a person is, the more likely he is to be elected president.

The worship of tall leaders is an instinct deeply engraved in human genes. From the birth of the first ancient ape leader to the demise of human civilization, this may not change.

Ma Shao's majestic physique in this life makes him a natural leader.

The two men talked for a while, and then led their army into the tribe, which naturally caused a commotion and almost turned into chaos.

"who are they?"

"Could they be invaders?" The horse whistles, the soldiers' weapons and strange costumes made the Apaches in the tribe furious.

Rainy Day quickly shouted, "They are brothers from the Sleeping Bear Clan, don't be nervous!"

"The Sleeping Bear Clan?"

"It's War Chief Ma Shao, he is indeed a brother of the Sleeping Bear Clan!" Those who participated in the Battle of Arapaho quickly recognized Ma Shao.

"Why are they here? Are they here to attend the funeral? But why are they carrying so many people and weapons..."

"These clothes look so strange, like white people's clothes." People pointed at the uniforms of the Sleeping Bear Army.

In the open space in the center of the tribe, Lu Shou was standing there, looking at Ma Shao who was slowly approaching with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

Until he and Ma Shao were close together, he introduced the two to each other on a rainy day.

"He is Deerhand, a well-respected warrior and elder, and the tribe's previous war chief," Rainy Day said.

Then he immediately introduced Ma Shao: "This is Ma Shao from the Sleeping Bear Clan, the current war chief of the tribe."

Hearing this, Deer Hand's eyes widened instantly: "Current War Chief?"

Rainy Day Smile: "Yes, it is a well-known fact. When we were fighting with the Arapaho, the chief guarding the tent appointed Ma Shao as the war chief. It was under his training and command that we defeated the Arapaho."

"Warriors, am I right?"

"That's right!" Those who answered mainly came from the soldiers behind Ma Shao. Their responses were uniform, intimidating and frightening.

The fierce momentum of this army made Deer Hand subconsciously take a step back, and he stuttered a little when he spoke: "As far as I know, he has been dismissed by the chief! Now is a time of peace, there shouldn't be a war chief!"

Rainy day reached out and pulled the messenger over, and asked with a smile: "Tell everyone what the chief guarding the tent said to you before he died."

The messenger trembled and repeated what he had told Ma Shao: "The Great... The Great Chief did say that he wanted to restore Chief Ma Shao's position as the tribal war chief, so he asked Chief Ma Shao to come to the tribe to meet him."

Lu Shou was speechless.

Ma Shao: "Indeed. I never expected that the chief guarding the tent would pass away before I met him. It's really a pity."

Rainy Day said at this time: "Chief Ma Shao is the war chief. This is the order of the great chief. And he happened to arrive at the tribe at the funeral of the great chief. This is undoubtedly the will of the great spirit..."

"The tribe urgently needs a new leader. Today we hold a funeral for the chieftain of the tent, and we should also decide on the next chieftain."

After a pause, Rainy Day continued before Deer Hand could speak: "According to tradition, the incumbent war chief should inherit the position of great chief. As the high priest, I also agree that Chief Ma Shao should become the leader of the tribe... What do you think?"

"I object!" Deershou shouted immediately, angrily.

He looked at the rainy day and said in a somewhat resentful tone: "You said at the beginning that the new chief should take the throne at least ten days later, otherwise he and the guards of the tent will be swallowed by the darkness!"

Rainy Day said calmly: "Yes, we are just confirming the candidate now, and the succession ceremony can be held in a few days."

Ma Shao knew that this was an excuse made up by Yutian to delay time, so he certainly didn't need to care: "Darkness, it doesn't matter. If there really is some darkness entrenched here, I am willing to bear it all for the tribe."

Lu Shou paused when he heard this, and his face turned blue and red.

He suddenly realized what a stupid decision he had made a few days ago.

If he knew the concept of "materialism", he might change his faith. But he didn't know, so he just thought that the rainy day had forged God's will.

But no matter what, he knew that he now had almost no hope of turning the situation around.

As a war chief, Ma Shao had the legitimate right to succeed the great chief and had the full support of the high priest. More importantly, he was accompanied by a hundred elite warriors, so he had no problem slaughtering everyone here.

Anyone can see that unless the Great Spirit appears on earth to support Lu Shou, no one can stop Ma Shao from becoming the great chief.

Of course, Deer Hand could see it too.

But he was unwilling to give up!

It was obviously me who came here first, with more seniority, more military exploits, and even more status as a war chief…but why did it turn out like this?

Lu Shou's chest heaved, and he felt like his heart was about to explode.

No, I still have a chance! I can still fight back!

He calmed down a little, pointed at the horse whistle and said: "I want to duel with you!"