After leaving the Zhangma Division and walking for a while, Zhao Tong looked back at Yao Pingzhong.
I saw Yao Pingzhong holding the yellow horse, stroking its mane from time to time, and whispering something in his mouth.
Zhao Tong looked at the yellow horse and couldn't recognize its breed for a long time. He could recognize any famous horse. Even if it wasn't a famous horse, he could tell at a glance whether it was a good horse or an ordinary horse.
He had been looking at the yellow horse for a long time when it was in the horse gallery. It had long hair and thin skin, and it was not very energetic. The only thing that was remarkable was that its eyes were quite agile. As for the rest, it was just ordinary.
"Yao Meng, what's so famous about this horse?" Zhao Tong asked.
"Master, this horse is Qu Huang, one of the eight horses." Yao Pingzhong was stunned. He knew that Zhao Tong knew horses, but why couldn't he recognize Qu Huang?
"Quhuang?" Zhao Tao stopped and looked at him and said, "This is not Quhuang. You might as well say it is Huang Huangma!"
Although Qu Huang is also a yellow horse, he is not that yellow. Qu Huang's coat color is close to the white and bright yellow of a sweaty horse. No matter how down and thin he is, he will not be this apricot yellow.
If it was Qu Huang, no matter what he looked like, Zhao Tong would definitely recognize him.
As for the yellow gelding, although the color is close to this yellow horse, the yellow gelding has white spots, located on the belly and both ribs. The most important thing is that the yellow gelding has white hair on its head, and its shape is as round as the full moon, so it is also called "Xiliang Yuding Hay Yellow" ", and even if it is fed enough forage, the ribs of the yellow gelding are still exposed, so it is also nicknamed "Tougulong".
"Master..." Yao Pingzhong suddenly laughed: "This horse is indeed Qu Huang, but it has impure blood and has grown like this. So it is good to find such a horse in the horse gallery."
Zhao Tong said: "Are you saying that this horse has Quhuang's bloodline, but it is not pure?"
Yao Pingzhong nodded and said: "That's it. Master, please take a look..."
As he spoke, he began to play with the yellow horse. The yellow horse lazily didn't care. It just had a pair of slightly protruding eyes and looked around following Yao Pingzhong's movements. From time to time, it lowered its head and stretched out its mouth to pluck Yao Pingzhong's hair. .
Yao Pingzhong searched for several characteristics of the horse and showed them to Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong thought about it and found that it was indeed Quhuang's unique characteristics, but these characteristics were relatively weak. If he were not very familiar with the horse and observed it carefully, It cannot be discovered.
Yao Pingzhong said: "Master, although this Quhuang horse has impure blood, it is not comparable to ordinary horses. After all, it has the blood of the Eight Horses. Although it looks thin now, it is because the horse master does not know how to feed it. I will feed it when I get back." After a while, it will definitely become a great horse!"
"Really?" Zhao Tong showed doubts in his eyes. Naturally, the purer the bloodline of a famous horse, the better, because it can inherit the characteristics of such a horse to the greatest extent.
The so-called famous horses, in addition to their overall ability being higher than ordinary horses, must also have outstanding abilities in one of them. For example, some are good at running and can run thousands of miles a day, and some have extremely high endurance and can run all night without rest. , some have ferocious temperaments and can even fight with their masters on the battlefield.
The bloodline of famous horses inherits these characteristics. Once the bloodline is impure and the bloodline is mixed, these characteristics will be weakened, and it is hard to say whether it will even turn into an ordinary war horse.
Therefore, a famous horse depends on whether its bloodline is pure or not.
Zhao Tong was deeply suspicious of Yao Pingzhong's words. He couldn't tell that this horse was of several generations of Quhuang blood. However, no matter how many generations it was, it was impossible to have its original characteristics and advantages. It was hard to say that it had even degenerated into an ordinary war horse.
Yao Pingzhong said: "Master, just wait and see. After I feed the fat, I will carefully explore the bloodline of this horse. Then I will train it hard. At least it will be better than that Qingfeng horse!"
The Qingfeng horse was the one Duan Yichang gave to Zhao Tong. He brought it out during this expedition. The Qingfeng horse was not a famous horse, but a hybrid of a Dali horse and other horses. It had nothing to do with its bloodline.
The horse has no outstanding characteristics. Although it has a little more endurance than the ordinary Qingtang war horse, its upper limit has been reached, and there is no more war horse that can be bred in Caiyunju that can compete with Qingfeng.
However, it only surpassed Qingfeng Horse, so Zhao Tong didn't have much doubt. It was within the category of ordinary war horses. The high points and low points actually didn't matter much.
At this time, the yellow horse lowered its head and plunked Yao Pingzhong's hair. Yao Pingzhong reached out and pulled it: "Don't make trouble!"
After the yellow horse was pulled, he seemed a little unhappy. He suddenly opened his mouth and bit the hairpin on his head, and suddenly pulled it out. Yao Pingzhong's hairpin was just ordinary wood, neither silver nor jade. Seeing this yellow horse "Crack, click" and it was shattered into pieces after a few bites.
Yao Pingzhong's hair immediately fell down. He was stunned for a moment and then said angrily: "What are you doing, you beast!"
Zhao Tong frowned when he saw it. How could an ordinary famous horse and BMW behave like this? Not to mention being extremely aloof, they would definitely not do such a thing!
Yao Pingzhong cursed and punched the horse twice. The horse was in pain and suddenly opened its mouth, spraying wood slag all over Yao Pingzhong's face.
It turned out that the horse had chewed up the hairpin and held it in his mouth instead of swallowing it. At this time, it was mixed with saliva and sprayed in Yao Pingzhong's face.
Zhao Tong looked strange. He looked at the horse and saw that it kept snoring and struggling with the reins, as if it wanted to run behind him.
Yao Pingzhong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stretched out his hand and wiped his face. His eyes were twitching. He thought that he couldn't see anything like an animal. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "Master, look at this horse... it's so spiritual." ah!"
Zhao Tao said with a straight face: "It does have spirituality. After you go back, feed it well and see if it still has the characteristics of the canal after it is full of fat. If so, it will prove that you have unique vision."
Yao Pingzhong lowered his head and said, "Yes, my subordinates know."
The two entered the city, and after identifying the direction, they went straight to the armory.
This armory is much more lively than the one at the racecourse. From time to time, people from the army come to hand over and replace weapons, and people who went to the racecourse before come to pick them up.
When he showed his identity in front of the warehouse door, he was invited in by two soldiers.
This arsenal is huge, and it is divided into two types: the large one and the small one. The large one contains ordinary weapons, standard weapons, ordinary leather armors and the like.
Xiaoku had some better weapons and chain armors, but they were only better. To put it bluntly, they were all captured on the battlefield, and some of them were damaged.
Zhao Tong chose armor first, and the best among them was just the kind issued by the command of the Forbidden Army, so you could probably just pick one at random.
Then he picked up weapons. He came to Luzhou and brought the Black Sun Killing Gun, but the gun was too conspicuous and could not be displayed easily, so he wanted to find a similar one.
I just walked around this small warehouse and saw that most of the guns were made of iron and covered with wooden shafts. There were very few real iron guns and some were damaged. In the end, I had to find a gun with a slight crack on the head to deal with the problem.
After making the selection, the two went out and took the yellow horse at the door. Just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly came over: "Brother, it was that big man who beat me and took away the good horse I chose for my brother! "
Zhao and Tong followed the sound and saw that it was the big man who had been beaten by Yao Pingzhong in the horse gallery. He was being supported by someone and talking to a man in black.
(End of chapter)
