Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

Grass-eating horses grow fat slowly and are not likely to reach their maximum size unless they are gifted, and it is clear that none of the ancestors of this group of Sharmas was gifted.

Therefore, after a few days of eating salt-added concentrate feed mixed with duck eggs, and remembering to feed carrots and apples every day, after a few days, these guys began to gain weight.

According to the estimates of the horse breeders of the Yong family, the weight of these horses should increase by another ten percent, or even twenty percent, which is a very exaggerated increase.

You must know that the self-weight of these horses has already reached one ton, or close to one ton. If it is increased by another 20% to reach 1.2 tons, to be honest, a super Mongolian horse weighing 600 kilograms is more powerful than this kind of horse. Looks like a son level.

You must know that a normal Mongolian horse only weighs about 300 kilograms. After the alienation of the heaven and earth essence, the one that can reach 600 kilograms is already a top breed.

If people are not counted in nature, then it is true that the size is the combat power. The collision of a 600 kg war horse and a 1.2 ton war horse is already a competition between two orders of magnitude.

Therefore, Yong Kai didn't care about the input of concentrated feed for feeding horses at all. The most edible one could eat fifteen catties of concentrated feed a day. He was afraid of farts. What's the fear of 1.5 tons of feed? The entire Murmansk region belonged to their Yong family. Although I didn't farm well last year, there are still more than 2,000 tons of various miscellaneous grains in preparation. Besides, spring will begin soon, and I will work for the old man when I am full.

"Let the herdsmen take good care of these war horses. Feed more apples and carrots in the underground cold storage. Let's go and grow strong. Don't send them over and they will fall to less than a ton." Yong Kai said very grandly, "No, that's right. Feed? In the past, top war horses ate better than humans, but now they are fed to death like humans, so there is nothing to be afraid of.”

After Chen Xi appeared, the top war horses ate like humans. This is not to say that Chen Xi abused the war horses, but because the living standards have been greatly improved...

Yong Mao nodded, okay, anyway, the Patriarch has already given the order, so he just needs to carry it out.

"Go, feed the horse well. In the future, our Yong family can build a breeding base for fine horses. By the way, we have time to build a horse farm. Don't be found out that this horse does not belong to our Yong family." Yong Kai faced the preparations Yong Mao, who was running away, warned.

After all, in this era, and for nearly 1,500 years in the future, top horses are the symbol of great aristocrats, just like the top sports cars of later generations, it is very difficult to get them.

The Yong family built a horse farm in the winter, and then caught wild horses in Eastern Europe and stuffed them in, pretending that their family had set up a breeding base for thoroughbred horses.

The Yong family has embarked on the regular route of raising horses. This is not a big deal for other families. After all, for now, they have never seen such a heavy war horse family. It is really impossible to imagine that a creature like a horse can grow to this size kind of weird.

To be precise, people living in Asia will be suspicious when they see this kind of horse for the first time, because it is beyond their cognition, and Yong's current thinking is based on this cognition In the future, they are going to be tied with this kind of war weapon, so that even if they don't go out, other families will not forget them.

When the Yong family cut off the war horse carefully bred by the Celts of Great Britain, Princess Qinghe's wedding day finally arrived.

So that people from Guishuang, who didn't appear in front of Li Jue and others very much, also appeared one after another.

"Hehe, isn't this Fu Ward?" The three Li Jue brothers had been squatting aside and pretending to be hooligans. After Fu Ward appeared, the three brothers jumped out of the flowers and surrounded Fu Ward. It's been many years, and they haven't been killed every time. This time it can be regarded as besieged.

"Li Jue, Guo Si, Fan Chou." Fu Ward pressed his sword and looked at the three people surrounding him, his eyes were cold. After a tragic defeat, Fu Ward's eyes towards Li Jue and the others changed a lot.

"Fu Ward, you are so lucky. The three brothers chased you and hacked for more than a year, but they still haven't killed you." Li Jue looked at Fu Ward with a smile, not at all. A look of panic because of the opponent's action of pressing the sword.

"You won't be so lucky next time." Fu Ward sneered at Li Jue and the other three.

"Hey hey, the three of you may be average, but your luck is very good." Fan Chou said with a smile, and took out Wen Wang's gossip from Li Jue's arms, "Do you understand what this is? This is Wen Wang's gossip, a symbol of heaven's luck, and Let's fight, and sooner or later the coffin will be ready."

Guo Si and Li Jue looked at the gossip about King Wen in Fan Chou's hand, but they didn't say anything in the end, they were all waiting for Fu Ward to say.

Fu Ward looked at the gossip of King Wen taken out of Li Jue's arms, and faintly felt a sense of natural obedience from heaven and earth from above, and his eyes could not help but squint.

If other people say that this thing is Wen Wang's gossip, let alone whether Fu Ward believes it, after all, the Dayue Clan also came from the Han culture circle, and Wen Wang's gossip is also well-known. Ordinary people Definitely can't get the real thing.

Therefore, even if the three idiots have a high status and get a rare and authentic product, it will be absolutely difficult for outsiders like Fu Ward to agree that it is a symbol of the luck of heaven that Fan Chou said.

But Fan Chou's gossip about King Wen, the natural obedience of heaven and earth is not a joke, and after all, Fu Ward was really beaten by the Saint Help Me mode, and tens of thousands of elites were all beaten It's so hammered, seeing the faint atmosphere on this thing, it's inevitable to be a little suspicious, after all, human beings are used to finding reasons for themselves.

After all, compared to being hammered by an opponent who has been in a stalemate with him for more than a year, I believe that if I am hammered by a saint's relic, I can live better psychologically.

Therefore, Fu Ward looked at Sansha quite displeasedly, "Hmph, if the three of you hadn't used the saint's relics to enhance your own fortune, how could I have been defeated by you."

"It is also a kind of ability to be able to get the relics of saints. If you don't accept it, you can also get one." Fan Chou laughed and mocked, "You don't even know how lucky we were at that time. If we go anywhere, someone will stand up for no reason. Help, fight with brother three, wait to die."

While talking, Fan Chou weighed the gossip of King Wen in his hand, "I will kill you next time, my brothers are waiting in the Karakum Desert, and I will definitely kill you next time."

After finishing speaking, Fan Chou waved his hands proudly, and walked away, and Li Jue and Guo Si also followed Fan Cong. Originally, the three brothers were generally dominated by Li Jue, after all, Li Jue was the only one with a brain among the three idiots Characters, or Guo Si is the main character, Guo Si is the most capable character among the three brothers.

However, this time Li Jue and Guo Si both have something on their minds. After all, in the hearts of these two brothers, King Wen's gossip has been spoiled by the two of them. Yes, although the two brothers are cowardly in their hearts, they don't really want to gossip about King Wen.

Fu Ward's face turned pale for a while, and finally he didn't speak, and then several Guishuang came over and patted Fu Ward, signaling the other party not to care about the other party's influence.

"That thing looks a bit miraculous, but is it really as strong as the other party said?" The Guishuang man who ran over to spy on the military whispered to Fu Ward.

"Normal terms should be what it is now. When he actually did it, Li Jue inspired King Wen's gossip and opened the mode of a saint helping me. It is very strong. Naturally, the world caters to his every move. My headquarter's personal guard is It is a top-level regiment at the Imperial Guard level, with no less than three talents in the desert, but the opponent is in that mode to take the attack under my command." Fu Ward exhaled, and said with some helplessness.

It was really impossible to fight, and it would not have been so miserable. In Fu Ward's impression, even if his camel riding was not as good as the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, he would definitely not fall into that kind of fate in the desert battlefield. The reason why he lost so much Miserable, it can only be said that the mode of the saint helping me is too strong.

"Is it that strong?" General Guishuang on the side took a deep breath.

"We have done it before. The Xiliang iron cavalry has three talents, but it does not have a crushing advantage against our army in the desert." Fu Ward explained casually, "That time was completely different."

Immediately, a group of people looked at the gossip of King Wen who kept throwing upwards in Fan Chou's hands, and their expressions became more serious. In this world, the power of blessing that the three talents can form has been extremely cherished.

"That thing may be a rare thing inherited from the Han Empire." Another Guishuang man said, and then looked around and said in a low voice, "Just like the golden eagle in the king's account of the Huns, this kind of thing can't be made. in a carrier of belief."

Soon the gossip about King Wen in Fan Chou's hands spread, and because of Fu Ward's words, everyone took this stuff more seriously.

"Old Fan, let me have a gossip about King Wen. There is a guy who wants to open his eyes." Wanpeng said helplessly. The heads of several families in Kansai came to him and wanted to open their eyes. There is a big difference between being a loner and a widow. Anyway, the Fufeng Wan family is a serious founding prince, and sometimes it is really hard to lose face in this circle.

Wanpeng didn't pay much attention to this before, but after he inherited the family business, he found that as long as he was in this circle, it was impossible not to talk about it. Just like this time, Wanpeng was very helpless.

"Here." Fan Chou pulled out Wen Wang's gossip from Li Jue's arms and handed it to Wan Peng.

Although the three brothers taunt Wanpeng all day long, Wanpeng withdraws from the group from time to time, and the glory of the Xiliang iron cavalry is destroyed by Wanpeng. People see it, although ridicule is indispensable, but it has always been like this to hurt friends.