Zhong Hao felt abnormally thirsty, and couldn't help but want to get up to find water to drink, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ke Yao sitting next to him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Last night, Zhong Hao, Zhong Cheng, and Cui Feng drank too much together. Originally, when Zhong Hao and Zhong Cheng drank it, it was nothing to drink rice wine. But when it came time for dinner, plus Cui Feng, they couldn't control the amount. Zhong Cheng heard Zhong Hao say that Cui Feng and they were also from Qingzhou, and it was Cui Feng who killed Gu Laosi to avenge Han Guang, so he couldn't help but talk happily with Cui Feng and Wang San, and drank bitterly. Zhong Hao also drank some and got drunk unconsciously.

Ke Yao saw that Zhong Hao was awake, took a bowl of decanting soup, and said, "Childe, are you awake, are you thirsty?" Drink this bowl of decanting soup! ”

Zhong Hao was extremely thirsty, so he sat up immediately, took the bowl of decanting soup, and drank it in a few gulps. The decanting soup is sweet and sour, and it is very refreshing.

Zhong Hao took a bowl of sobering soup, felt much more comfortable, and asked Ke Yao, "What time is it now?" ”

"It's already time!"

"Ah, it's so late. What about my big brother? Zhong Hao rubbed his head, it seemed that he was indeed not lightly drunk, and he slept too deeply.

Ke Yao replied crisply: "Master Zhong said that he would be on duty today, and he left at the beginning of the year, saying that he would have the opportunity to visit you in Jingqiang Village in the future!" ”

When Zhong Hao heard that Zhong Cheng had left, he was slightly disappointed. He and Zhong Cheng are close friends, and they feel very cordial to meet in Linzhou this time. However, Zhong Hao immediately thought about it, in the future, he would train in Tuntian on the bank of the Guye River, and he was afraid that he would inevitably come to Linzhou, and there would still be opportunities to meet in the future.

is going back to Jingqiang Village today, Zhong Hao feels that he still needs to confirm Ke Yao's meaning and see where she wants to go. At that moment, Zhong Hao spoke: "Ke Yao, we are going back to Jingqiang Village today, what are you going to do?" If you want to stay in Linzhou or go somewhere else, I can give you a deal, you can do it! ”

When Ke Yao heard Zhong Hao talk about his whereabouts again, he couldn't help but say a little aggrieved: "The slave family said the day before yesterday that the slave family has nowhere to go, so I only want to serve the son for the rest of my life to repay the son's great virtue, and I hope that the son will never drive the slave family away!" As she spoke, Ke Yao's eyes were already full of tears.

Zhong Hao saw the tears in Ke Yao's eyes and the aggrieved look, and couldn't help but comfort him: "I don't want to drive you away, the main thing is that the conditions in our Jingqiang Village are very difficult, I am afraid that you will follow me and endure hardship!" ”

When Ke Yao heard Zhong Hao's words, he couldn't help but say urgently: "The slave family is not afraid of hardship, as long as you can be by the side of the son, the slave family is not afraid of any hardship!" ”

"Then you can follow me to Jingqiang Village for the time being!" Zhong Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly. This girl is afraid that she will be sold and sold, and she treats her better, and subconsciously regards herself as a dependence.

However, although this Ke Yao has a somewhat ugly appearance, she knows cold and hot, and she has a good eye, and it seems that it is good to have such a little maid to serve her, Zhong Hao secretly thought in his heart.

After Zhong Hao got up, he finished washing under Ke Yao's service, called Cui Feng and they had breakfast together, and then prepared to leave for Jingqiang Village.

"Ke Yao, do you know how to ride a horse?" When he was about to leave, Zhong Hao suddenly thought of a question, what if he could ride a horse?

Ke Yao saw Zhong Hao's concerns, and immediately hurriedly said: "Don't worry, son, the slave family has learned to ride horses since childhood, and riding skills are still okay." ”

When Zhong Hao heard that Ke Yao could ride a horse, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, which saved a lot of trouble. But I had a slight doubt in my heart, what kind of family was this Ke Yao's family before, how could a young girl ride a horse? However, these doubts only flashed in Zhong Hao's heart, what kind of family she was in the past was already in the past, and I am afraid that it must have disappeared long ago. Zhong Hao could see that Ke Yao was now truly dependent on himself and had no malice, so that's it. Regarding other people's privacy, Zhong Hao is not interested in knowing. If the other party wants to tell himself, he will definitely tell himself when the time comes, if the other party doesn't want to tell himself, he asks, and the other party is perfunctory, and it will be meaningless.

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Summer is the season when the water of the Kuno River is the most abundant, and everyone can hear the rumbling sound of the Guye River when they walk on the shady official road full of shade.

Linzhou City and Yincheng County are all on the bank of the Kuye River, and the Yaojin Hehejin Ferry connecting the east and west banks of the Yellow River is also not far from the Kuye River, so the only north-south official road in Linzhou is along the north and south of the Kuye River, but to the northernmost point is to turn to the Hehejin Ferry.

The Jingqiang Village in the past was also not far from this official road, and of course, the Jingqiang Village rebuilt by Zhong Hao is also not far from this official road. The northernmost part of this official road passes in front of the current Jingqiang Village when it turns from the bank of the Kuye River to the Hehejin Ferry. When Zhong Hao rebuilt the site of Jingqiang Village, he took into account the influence of this official road.

Since ancient times, there is a way to develop, and Zhong Hao naturally knows this truth. The future development of Jingqiang Village is also inseparable from the role of this official road. With this official road, it is much more convenient to transport goods to Linzhou City or Xia Realm trade, or to transport materials from Hehejin Ferry to the mainland. And relying on this official road, Jingqiang Village can also be used as a foothold for caravans walking on this official road in the future, which can make Jingqiang Village prosper faster.

Although it is an official road, it is just that the loess on the road is relatively flat and porcelain, and it is naturally incomparable with the road of later generations. Of course, it is already good to have such a path at this time.

The official road is a few hundred steps away from the Kuye River, and it is summer at this time, and the grass on the riverside grows wildly, and it is difficult to see the Guye River even if everyone rides on a horse.

Although Ke Yao claimed to be good at riding, Zhong Hao felt that his thin and weak body must not be able to stand the gallop, from Linzhou to Jingqiang Village is more than 120 miles, in fact, Zhong Hao can't stand it, because everyone rides not fast along the way, and the group chats while walking, anyway, they can arrive before dark.

Zhong Hao saw that Ke Yao's riding skills were really good, and he was better at riding a horse than himself. Zhong Hao was already sweating profusely after riding for thirty or forty miles, his buttocks and inner thighs were painful, and his waist was uncomfortable.

Finally, halfway through the journey, the group stopped to rest. Let the horses eat some bean feed, drink some water, and rest their horsepower, and everyone also take the opportunity to move and eat some dry food. In fact, everyone else is fine, but Zhong Hao is tired enough.

The people stepped on a path to the cave river, and let the horses drink by the river. And they sat down by the river, filled their water bladders, and ate some dry food with their jerky.

Cui Feng took out a small jar of wine from the leather bag on his mount and invited everyone to drink together. Zhong Hao is still a little hungover, and he feels a little uncomfortable looking at the wine, so he waved his hand to signal that he would not drink.

Cui Feng, Wang San and Han Hu drank on the side, there was no wine glass, the three of them were on the wine jar, and one person drank in turn.

Originally, Wang San looked down on Han Hu very much, but after drinking a few meals of wine in the past two days, he found that Han Hu still had some skills, and he was especially familiar with the geography and people of the northwest, and he also knew a lot about marching and fighting. In addition, Han Hu is quite a Quartet, and he deliberately has a good relationship with Wang San and Cui Feng, and he shows his ability, because the three of them are now very iron.

Wang San took a sip of wine and sighed: "How good the fields on the banks of the cave are here, how can the people here say that they will abandon the wasteland, this is the lifeblood of their own family!" Wang San is a little incomprehensible, even in the most barren mountain fields in Qingzhou, the people look like the root of life, but a large number of water on the banks of the Guye River is abandoned, which is really incomprehensible.

Han Hu also took a sip and said with a wry smile: "The root of life is still not as important as life, it is possible to live without the root of life, but if you don't have life, you really have nothing!" ”

Cui Feng asked on the side: "Does this Xia army come often?" Why have we been in Linzhou for a few months, and we haven't seen Xia Jun. ”

Han Hu said with a bitter face: "Even if you don't come often, it's enough for people to come once or twice during the autumn harvest." The people worked hard for a year, and when the autumn harvest came, Xia Jun came to pick up the ready-made, and he was not angry! ”

Zhong Hao asked, "Is there no way for Yang Fang's envoy?" ”

"What can be done? The Xia army is all cavalry, there are not many cavalry in Linzhou City, and the Xia army can't be defeated in the field, and when it comes to the autumn harvest, the Xia army attacks everywhere, and the cavalry under Yang Fang's envoy can't be driven away from exhaustion! ”

Wang San sighed: "It's a pity that these good fields are so abandoned, it's really distressing!" Wang San is still a simple peasant thinking, and it is a pity to watch these fertile fields be abandoned.

Han Hu smiled: "It can't be said that it is completely abandoned, these fields are still useful, Yang Defense Envoy recruited a few small Qiangbo tribes who are good at raising horses, and raised war horses on the boundary of Linzhou, when I came and went to this official road in the past, I sometimes encountered these small Qiangbo tribes, so these fields cannot be regarded as completely abandoned!" ”

When Wang San heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Yes, why did you forget this stubble, when we have war horses in Jingqiang Village, we will also stocking them on these wastelands, these aquatic plants are so abundant, we will also breed war horses ourselves, and we will definitely get a lot of good horses!" ”

Zhong Hao had also heard that the land west of the river was a good place to raise horses, but after listening to Han Hu's words at this time, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but have the same idea about the land near Jingqiang Village that was difficult to cultivate for a while, and it was not good to use it to raise and breed war horses.

Han Hu smiled bitterly: "It's okay to raise war horses, but we don't have that condition for cultivating war horses." For a while, we didn't have stallions, and the horses that the Xia people sold us were castrated. And even if we have stallions, we don't have a suitable horse herder. It takes a lot of Taoism to raise war horses, hehe, there are too few people in our Great Song Dynasty who will raise war horses. To tell the truth, among the domesticated horses under the 'horse administration' of our Great Song Dynasty, there is not even one of the ten horses that can be used as war horses! ”

When Wang Sanyi heard Han Hu say this, he couldn't help but be very interested, and wanted to hear Han Hu's opinion, so he asked at the moment: "The little brother really wants to hear the Tao inside, and Brother Tiger will tell the little brother about raising war horses!" ”

Zhong Hao and Cui Feng were also quite interested, and they also urged Han Hu to speak at the moment.

Han Hu said with a smile: "Then I'll tell a few people about this War Horse Sutra, but it's just a casual talk, and I can't do it too accurately!" ”

Han Hu pondered for a moment, organized his language, and then spoke: "Everyone knows that my Great Song Dynasty lacks horses, but this is not accurate, in fact, it is accurate to say that my Great Song Dynasty is short of war horses, and those horses and horses have been raised a lot under my Great Song Dynasty's 'Ma Zheng', but they are not too short. And the war horse is the best among the horses, not all horses can become war horses, and the process of wanting to become a war horse is very complicated.

Horses have milder habits, poor eyesight, and a keen sense of hearing, smell, and touch. Such traits make horses easy to domesticate by humans.

But for us, these instincts of horses can be good and bad, because the battlefield is far from the natural environment in which horses live. The battlefield is full of things that go against the nature of horses: human voices, sword strikes, bells and drums, etc., and during estrus, uncastrated horses are almost irresistible to the breath of the opposite sex, so it is imperative to change the nature of horses.

Selecting the most talented ones from the herd for training is the first step.

The normal lifespan of a horse is around twenty to thirty years old, and the most suitable golden age for combat is seven or eight to fourteen or fifteen years old, which is no more than ten years.

Generally, only some preliminary training can be carried out in the young stage, and when they grow enough to stool, they should adapt to the life of human society, such as a certain degree of noise, fire, rich and diverse smells, etc.

At about the age of three, the selected horses begin to saddle and be trained, and the next four or five years are the most brutal time before the selected horses become war horses.

Generally, war horses require intelligence to be the middle and upper of the same kind, and the response to touch should be the middle and upper of the same kind, so that the horse will master various combat movements in repeated practice, and form a conditioned reflex to the knight's body movements and commands.

In the process of tuning, the gap between the selected horse's war horse will gradually widen, and the injury during training is fatal to the selected person who is about to become a war horse.

Habitual injuries, joint injuries, leg fractures, etc., formed by repeated training, will make the horse breeder eliminate them without hesitation, and finally the best ones can become the companions that the cavalry can rely on on on the battlefield.

Usually from the selection to the final war horse, the loss of injuries generally accounts for about seventy percent, that is, it usually takes two to three horses to train a qualified war horse.

Moreover, war horses only eat grass, and it is difficult to accumulate combat physical strength. In addition to eating grass, war horses also need concentrated feed such as bean feed, wheat, eggs, etc., and they also need to be fed some salt every day. Therefore, feeding war horses is also a very delicate and experience-oriented job.

Selecting, training, and feeding war horses requires an experienced horse breeder. My people in the Great Song Dynasty raise horses, and they will only raise them to be fat and strong, and they don't know how to train war horses, so the horses that are fed can only be used as horses!

In fact, even if we can have experienced horse breeders and stallions, the cost of breeding and training a war horse is far higher than buying a war horse directly. Therefore, I just said to Third Brother Wang that it is appropriate for us to raise war horses in the wasteland around Jingqiang Village, but if we want to breed war horses, our conditions are still quite insufficient, and it is not cost-effective. ”

Wang San listened to Han Hu's words, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turns out that there are so many ways to raise war horses!"

Zhong Hao listened to Han Hu's words, and he also learned a lot, it seems that he still has a war horse from Xixia in Jingqiang Village, and Jingqiang Village is far from having conditions for cultivating war horses by itself. (To be continued.) )