Chapter 94: Chess and Card Genius

After the farewell ceremony, the reinforcements were about to leave. They packed their last bags, and some of them had already mounted their horses, waiting for the delaying tribesmen.

The Frontier Clan was a clan within the Chiricahua tribe and, as its name suggests, was a clan located on the edge of Apache territory.

Although the area is remote, the status of the border clans is not low.

Their chief, Red Shirt, is a respected elder. He now has white hair and a wrinkled face with a smile on it from time to time, looking kind.

But in fact, this old chief had a rather vicious reputation. He massacred many Mexicans and often scalped all the white people in the village.

He was a ruthless killer and a great runner. After slaughtering a group of people, he would disappear without a trace. The Mexican government spent eight years trying to catch him but failed to catch a single one.

In comparison, the previous chief of the border clan was not so powerful. The bounty from Mexico was only issued for two years, but his scalp was gone.

The Apaches hated the Mexicans, so the Red Shirt Chief who massacred many Mexicans won a high reputation, and the status of the border clans naturally became extraordinary.

The dozen or so warriors from the border clan had all packed up and were on their horses, except for one person.

"Where is the sleepy man?" As they were about to set off, people looked around, but there was no sign of the sleepy man.

The red-shirted chief also frowned and asked a tribesman: "You slept in the same tent with him, but you didn't see him?"

"No... Sleepyhead has been erratic these past few days, sometimes returning to his tent in the middle of the night." The tribesman stammered, "Also, he's been talking in his sleep a lot lately, talking about Galileo, Deathwing, and Yu-Gi-Oh. I don't know what they mean."

"He must be addicted to duel cards!" A bear man who was building a house not far away interrupted and pointed, "Go look for him in the 'game house' over there."

Redshank looked in the direction he pointed and saw a larger wooden house.

This house has a unique style and colorful patterns painted on the outside, and it is obviously not a residence.

Red Shirt arrived at the game room and heard a lot of noise and shouting before he even entered the door. All kinds of strange terms were used, especially "Yu-Gi-Oh", which appeared the most frequently.

"The kingship is not eternal!"

"There must be a Yu-Gi-Oh!"

"Yu-Gi-Oh! Yu-Gi-Oh!"

Red Shirt entered the game room and soon saw the sleepy man surrounded by people. At this time, the boy was holding several cards in his hands with his eyes shining.

The sleepy man pointed at a card and said, "Feng Sheng, what is the effect of this character card?"

He could barely read and often needed the wind to tell him the descriptions of the cards.

Normally, such a completely illiterate person would not be welcomed in the game house. However, the sleepy man was an exception. He was obviously not excluded at all, but was sought after by people.

The reason is simple - he is a chess and card genius.

Although the Sleepy Man was always slow in card duels due to his ignorance of words, he had a talent for playing cards far beyond that of ordinary people. After only a few days of playing this game, he showed the level of a master and won against many people.

This game is also a testament to his talent.

He won again, and his opponent left with his face covered in humiliation at being defeated by an illiterate.

"The sleepy guy wins again!"

"Sleepy man is awesome!" People cheered his name.

Feng Sheng patted his shoulder and said, "Sure, you won another game! Now as long as you win one more game in a row and can recognize the card descriptions by yourself, you will be qualified to challenge Yu-Gi-Oh."

The sleepy man was also delighted, but before he could be happy for long, the voice of the red-shirted chief came from behind him: "Have you had enough fun? We should go back."

His smile suddenly disappeared, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head: "Chief."

"Hurry up and leave, the whole clan is waiting for you!" Red Shirt said impatiently, turning around to leave the game house.

However, the sleepy man's next words almost made the elder trip over the floor in front of the threshold: "Chief... I want to stay here, in Sleeping Bear City."

Redshirt came back and looked at him, eyes wide: "What did you say?"

The sleepy man took a deep breath and said, "I want to stay in Sleeping Bear City!"

Redshirt blinked, looked at the card next to him, and pointed: "Just for this? You're not going home?"

"That's just one of the reasons."

"What other reasons are there?"

"Also, and, and…" The sleepy man said "and" three times in a row before continuing, "Also, I believe it won't be long before the border clans will move into Sleeping Bear City."

"Nonsense, why should we move into Sleeping Bear City?" Red Shirt thought that this guy just wanted to play cards, and glared at him, "Come back with me now!"

"No, I want to learn the language here." The sleepy man insisted, "Chief, we should join Sleeping Bear City as soon as possible instead of staying in the southwest and fighting the Mexicans. This is the future of the Apache."

Seeing that he had no intention of giving in, the red shirt was also very annoyed: "You——"

But there was nothing he could do about the sleepy man.

The Sleepy Man is tall and strong. Although he is only sixteen years old, he has amazing strength. Most people don't dare to fight him. Moreover, the clan members are basically relatives. The Sleepy Man is a young generation in the clan, and the Red Shirts can't really do anything to him.

"Are you really not going back?" Red Shirt could only ask again and again.

"No." The sleepy man said without hesitation.

The red shirt could only snort in the end: "Then you should stay here, kid, and don't go back!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The sleepy man said, "Chief, it doesn't matter if I don't go back, but you must move the clan here. I heard that the Americans and Mexicans are about to go to war!"

Redshirt blurted out, "No way! Even if I die and get scalped by the Mexicans, I will never move the border clan into Sleeping Bear City!"

The reinforcements left Sleeping Bear City, and the Sleepy Man gradually integrated into the place.

Three months later.

Under the escort of hundreds of soldiers, a large group of carriages drove into Mianxiong City from the east, and the Mianxiong people rushed to unload the goods.

The vehicles were mainly loaded with food. In order to avoid a food crisis, Ma Shao specially asked Clark Town to send people to St. Louis to purchase a large amount of food, and one hundred soldiers were sent to prevent robbery.

In addition to food, Ma Shao also purchased a lot of steel and gun-making tools.

He asked the tribesmen to unload the various gun-making equipment, and then called Browning: "Look at these, just bought from the East, how do you think?"

Browning first stepped forward to observe a pair of rifled broaches, gently touched the blade with his fingers, and nodded: "Not bad."

Ma Shao: "So, can our plan be realized?"