Chapter 159 -- From War Horse to Horse Pull

In the Calradia continent, there is a big difference between fighting in your own country and going to other countries to fight, the most important one is that you can't loot, although you are not allowed to loot on the surface in other countries, but that's just that, it's just a superficial article, no officer will seriously implement it, no soldier will seriously implement it, who will really care about the life and death of those civilians in other countries, as long as you don't go too far, as long as you don't kill people indiscriminately, that's fine, as for grabbing some food to eat, grab some livestock or something, that's understandable, The officers turned a blind eye!

But in their own country, no monarch would allow the army to plunder his own people, so the military order card is very strict, which is the same in any country!

The Nord army has been surrounding the Swadian army in the vicinity of Tiha for some time, and the food of the army outside naturally cannot be compared with when they were stationed in the city, so many days have passed, and the soldiers eat dry food every day, and they are hungry for meat, and when they see the farmers of the nearby villages grazing cattle and sheep passing by here every day, everyone's eyes are green!

Can't rob others, these people are staring at the horses in the army, the generals' horses they dare not think, they are staring at the logistics of those horses, the Nord army lacks horses, logistics a lot of baggage vehicles are still relying on people to push and pull, in this case, the labor intensity of these only horses can be imagined, so there are often some horses are tired to death, and at this time, it is the time when the soldiers are stained with meat!

Today there was an accident, a wounded horse fell from the sky, which made the soldiers who had not eaten meat for many days happy, although the boy who broke into the camp killed many people, but the soldiers were still grateful to him, although no one dared to say this!

Two chubby cooks walked out of the tent, one holding a bright butcher knife in his hand, and the other holding a large basin, there was a pool of thick salt water in the basin, which was ready to stab the horse after receiving blood, horse blood can also be eaten, the blood is connected to the basin for a while, it will become a big lump, take a knife to cut it, and then pour it in hot water to tighten, it will become blood tofu, put some when stir-frying, it tastes quite good. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cooker with the basin put down the basin, lifted the lid of the cauldron with boiling water next to it, saw that the temperature was about the same, and nodded to another fat cook with a knife, the cook picked up an iron rod, put the butcher's knife on it, and then greeted the soldiers who were watching the excitement, and the soldiers immediately rushed up, holding down the sturdy white horse that was tied, and the cook stepped forward, touched the horse's neck with his hand, found the carotid artery, and put the butcher's knife on it, The cooks with the basins also stepped forward to receive the blood!

Aren's white horse couldn't stop struggling, but because the four hooves were tied firmly, and there were so many people pressing on the body, it couldn't break free at all, and the white horse's nose was panting, and tears flowed out of his eyes unwillingly!

The cooking soldier in charge of stabbing slowly increased the strength of his hand, and at the same time muttered in his mouth: "If people don't eat me, I won't slaughter it, and if the unjust soul wants to find me, settle accounts and find someone who eats meat!" ”

"Stop, stop, don't kill!" A loud roar suddenly sounded, and a man in his fifties suddenly broke in, stepped forward and pushed the fat chef away, shouting, "Don't kill!" ”

"Ted, you Kujit, are you sick?" The fat chef said dissatisfiedly: "Every time I kill a horse, you come to make trouble, but you can't stop it if you make trouble for a long time, so get out of the way." ”

"Ted, are you itching?" The officer holding the horse's head shouted loudly: "Get out of my way, or I'll beat you!" ”

"Don't be angry!" Old Ted crossed his waist and said confidently: "Hurry up and let go of this horse for me, this is an order given by the marshal himself, he will not let it be killed, saying that he will send this horse to the logistics department!" ”

"Who can believe you?" The fat chef pouted: "Generalissimo of the three armies, give a military order for a lame war horse?" Don't brag about it! ”

"Believe it or not!" Ted glared at him and said angrily: "If you dare to kill it, it will be disobeying the marshal's order, I can tell you, this matter is the intercession of Master Harry Potter to the marshal, the marshal personally agreed, and the guard of Master Harry Potter personally came back to send a letter, don't put your life into it because you are hungry for that piece of meat!" ”

"Let the horses go!" The officer who sent the horse reluctantly let go of the hand holding the horse's head, and said in frustration: "What he said is probably true, I think, I already know what is going on, what bad luck!" ”

Since the officer had spoken, the other soldiers naturally had no temper, and let go of their hands, and Ted the horse hurriedly stepped forward, intending to untie the rope on the horse's leg, but because the horse had not been very honest, people tied it a little tightly, and Ted couldn't untie it with a lot of effort, and the officer and a group of soldiers watched the excitement on the sidelines, without the slightest intention of helping!

Ted stood up, snatched the butcher knife from the chef next to him, and carefully cut the rope slowly!

The white horse stood up, shook the dirt off his body, rubbed the huge horse's head in Ted's arms, Ted stroked its mane, and left the slaughterhouse under the watchful gaze of everyone!

"I say!" One soldier looked at his commander and asked, "Boss, how can this horse get along so well with Ted, an old thing?" ”

"What a wicked deed!" The officer's eyes widened strangely, and he said curtly, "I didn't expect this horse to be quite psychic." ”

Ted took Aren's white horse back to the stall, tethered it to the stable, fetched it a bucket of water, and mixed it with some hay!

Seeing that the white horse was eating happily, Ted sighed heavily, stepped forward to touch the horse's head, and said to himself: "Although your capital crime is forgiven, the living crime is still inescapable!" Why are you so careless? If your front hooves are not sprained, with your body and bones, how many officers will rush to get you, now it's good, what kind of place is the logistics department, that is to let you go to the coolies, no matter how strong the horse, stay there for half a year and six months will be consumed alive! ”

I don't know if I understood the old stable's words, the white horse stopped eating and looked up at Ted!

"Eat, eat, eat!" Ted lightly pressed the head of his horse, and said sadly: "Eat more, if you don't have enough to eat and don't have the strength, you will die faster when you get to that place, it's really unbearable, what a good horse, it's so wasted, for a Kujiit, nothing is more sad than watching a good horse perish!" ”