Horses that eat grass gain weight slowly and are less likely to reach their maximum size unless they are gifted, and it is clear that none of the ancestors of this group of Shire horses were gifted.
Therefore, after eating salted concentrated feed mixed with duck eggs for a few days, and remembering to feed carrots and apples every day, these guys started to gain weight.
According to the estimates of the Yong family horse breeders, the weight of these horses should increase by another ten percent or even twenty percent. This is a very exaggerated increase.
You must know that the dead weight of these horses has already reached one ton, or close to one ton. If it increases by another 20% and reaches 1.2 tons, to be honest, the super Mongolian horse weighing 600 kilograms will be compared with this kind of horse. He's already at the level of a son.
You must know that a normal Mongolian horse only weighs about 300 kilograms. After the essence of heaven and earth is alienated, a horse that can reach 600 kilograms is already a top breed.
In nature, if humans are not included, it is really the size that determines combat effectiveness. A 600-kilogram war horse collides with a 1.2-ton war horse. This is a completely competitive relationship between two levels of weight.
Therefore, Yong Kai doesn't care at all about the input of concentrated feed for the horses. The best thing is to eat fifteen kilograms of concentrated feed a day. What's there to be afraid of? 1.5 tons of feed is nothing to be afraid of. The entire Murmansk region belongs to their Yong family. Even though I didn’t farm the land well last year, I still have more than 2,000 tons of various grains prepared. Besides, spring is about to start. I’ll work for me when I’m full.
"Let the herdsmen take good care of these war horses, and feed them more apples and carrots in the underground cold storage. Then go and feed them when they are strong. Don't send them over and let them fall to less than a ton." Yong Kai said very grandly, "Isn't that right? Feed? In the past, the top war horses ate better than humans, but now they eat the same as humans, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
After Chen Xi appeared, the top war horses ate the same as humans. This is not to say that Chen Xi abused the war horses, but because the standard of living has been greatly improved...
Yong Mao nodded, okay, since the head of the family has given the order, he can just carry it out.
"Go and feed the horses well. In the future, our Yong family can also build a breeding base for thoroughbred horses. By the way, if we have time, we can build a horse farm. Don't let people find out in the end that this horse is not our Yong family's." Yong Kai prepared. Yong Mao warned as he was running away.
After all, in this era, and for nearly 1,500 years in the future, top war horses are the symbol of great nobility. Just like the top sports cars of later generations, they are very difficult to acquire.
The Yong family built a horse farm in the winter, and then caught wild horses from Eastern Europe and stuffed them there, pretending that they had set up a breeding base for thoroughbred horses. As for whether you believe it or not, anyway, it will be unified in the future, and the Shifang horses were bred by the Yong family.
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, families that have never seen such heavy war horses cannot imagine that a creature like a horse can grow to this level. To a weird degree.
To be precise, people living in Asia will fall into doubt when they see this kind of draft horse for the first time, because it is beyond their knowledge, and Yong's current thinking is based on this knowledge. Put their own mark on it, and they plan to tie it to this kind of war weapon in the future, so that even if they don't go out, other families will not forget them.
When the Yong family intercepted the war horse carefully bred by the Celts of Great Britain, Princess Qinghe's wedding finally arrived.
So much so that the Kushan people who had rarely appeared in front of Li Jue and others also appeared one after another.
"Hey, isn't this Fulward?" The three brothers Li Jue had been squatting aside and pretending to be hooligans. After Fulward appeared, the three brothers jumped out of the flowers and surrounded Fulward. For many years, I haven't been beaten to death every time, but this time I was surrounded.
"Li Jue, Guo Bang, Fan Chou." Fulward pressed his sword and looked at the three people surrounding him, his eyes were cold. Compared to Fulward who looked at Li Jue and the others with admiration, he experienced After a tragic defeat, Fulward's eyes towards Li Jue and the others changed a lot.
"Folward, you are so lucky. The three brothers have freed up their hands and chased you to chop. They have been hacking for more than a year, but they still haven't killed you." Li Jue looked at Fowold with a smile, and there was no trace of it at all. A look of panic due to the opponent's action of pressing the sword.
"You won't be so lucky next time." Fulward looked at Li Jue and the others with a sneer.
"Hehehe, the three of us may be average, but our luck is very good." Fan Chou said with a smile, taking out King Wen's Bagua from Li Jue's arms, "Do you know what this is? This is King Wen's Bagua, a symbol of heaven's fortune, and Let’s fight and prepare the coffin sooner or later.”
Guo Bang and Li Jue looked at the gossip about King Wen in Fan Chou's hand and felt a little confused, but in the end they didn't say anything, waiting for Fulward to say.
Fulward looked at the Bagua of King Wen that he took out from Li Jue's arms. He could faintly feel a sense of natural submission from heaven and earth, and his eyes couldn't help but squint.
If someone else says that this thing is King Wen's gossip, let alone whether Fulward believes it. After all, the Da Yuezhi also ran away from the Han cultural circle, and ordinary people are aware of such high-level things as King Wen's gossip. You definitely won’t get the real thing.
Therefore, even if San Shao had a high status and obtained a rare authentic product, it would be absolutely difficult for outsiders like Fulward to recognize that it was a symbol of destiny as Fan Chong said.
But the King Wen Bagua that Fan Chong showed was no joke, and the feeling of natural submission from heaven and earth was no joke. In addition, after all, Fulward was really beaten up by the saint help me mode, and tens of thousands of elites were beaten by him. It's so explosive. Seeing the vague aura on this thing, it's inevitable to be a little suspicious. After all, human beings are accustomed to making excuses for themselves.
After all, compared to being beaten by an opponent who has been in a stalemate with him for more than a year, I believe that if I am beaten by a saint's relic, I will be able to cope better psychologically.
Therefore, Fulward looked at the three idiots quite unhappily and said, "Hmph, if you three hadn't used the saint's relics to enhance your destiny, how could I have been defeated by you."
"Being able to get the saint's relics is also a kind of ability. If you don't agree, you can get one." Fan Chou laughed and mocked, "You don't know how lucky we were at that time. Wherever we walked, someone would stand up inexplicably. Help, fight with the three brothers, and wait to die."
As he spoke, Fan Chou weighed the Wenwang Bagua in his hand and said, "I will kill you next time. The three of us are waiting in the Karakum Desert. We will definitely kill you next time."
After saying this, Fan Chou waved his hand proudly and walked away. Li Jue and Guo Bang also followed Fan Chou. Originally, the three brothers were usually led by Li Jue. After all, Li Jue was the only one with brains among the three fools. The main character is Guo Bang, who is the most capable of fighting among the three brothers.
However, this time both Li Jue and Guo Bang had something on their minds. After all, in the minds of the two brothers, the gossip about King Wen had been ruined by them. They really couldn't be as promiscuous as before, so Fan Chou became the leader in this matter. Yes, although the two brothers are timid and don't really want to gossip about King Tiwen.
Fulward's face turned pale for a while, but he finally said nothing. Then several Kushans came over and patted Fulward, signaling the other party not to care about the other party's influence.
"That thing looks a bit magical, but is it really as strong as the other party said?" The Kushan man who ran over to spy on the military situation whispered to Fulward.
"Normally, it should be like what it is now. When Li Jue actually took action that time, Li Jue inspired King Wen's Bagua and started the saint-help-me mode. He was very powerful. Naturally, the world was catering to his every move. My personal bodyguard was It is a top-level legion at the level of the Imperial Guard, with no less than three talents in the desert, but the opponent forcefully received my subordinate's attack in that mode." Fulward let out a breath and said with some helplessness.
He really couldn't beat him. It wouldn't have been so miserable. In Furward's impression, even if his camel riding was not as good as the Xiliang cavalry, he would never have ended up like that on the desert battlefield. The reason why he lost so much Sadly, I can only say that the saint-help-me mode is too strong.
"Is he so strong?" General Guishang on the side took a breath.
"We have done it before. The Xiliang Iron Cavalry has three talents, but it did not have a crushing advantage against our army in the desert." Fulward explained casually, "That time was completely different."
Suddenly, a group of people looked at the Wenwang Bagua that was constantly being thrown up in Fan Chou's hand with a much more solemn expression. In this world, the power of the three talents to form blessings was extremely cherished.
"That thing may be a rare thing inherited from the Han Empire." Another Kushan man said, then looked around and whispered, "Just like the golden eagle of the Huns' king's tent, this kind of thing cannot be made, it is quite as a carrier of belief.”
Soon the rumor about King Wen's gossip in Fan Chou's hands spread. Because of Fulward's words, everyone took this thing more seriously.
"Old Fan, King Wen Bagua lends me some help. There is a guy who wants to open his eyes." Wan Peng said helplessly. The heads of several families in Kansai came to him and wanted to open their eyes. After all, he is like San Sha. There is a big difference between being alone and alone. After all, Fufeng Wanshi is a serious founding prince, and sometimes it is really difficult to lose face in this circle.
Wan Peng didn't pay attention to this before, but then he inherited the family business and found that as long as he was in this circle, it was impossible not to pay attention to these things. Just like this time, Wan Peng was helpless.
"Here." Fan Chou took Wen Wang Bagua out of Li Jue's arms and handed it to Wan Peng.
Although these three brothers mock Wan Peng all day long, Wan Peng withdraws from the group from time to time. The glory of Xiliang Iron Cavalry is destroyed by Wan Peng. They are the top picks or something, but if they really want to help, these three brothers still regard Wan Peng as their leader. As people see it, although ridicule is inevitable, it has always been the case for hurting friends.
