For Lao Luo, warmth can only be the embellishment of life, at least at this stage, he has no energy to take care of it, and after accompanying Li Ji for a while to return to the preset position of the private sector, he fell into a lot of trivial matters.

Although there are a number of people to help arrange specific camping matters, after all, some things still need to be controlled by Lao Luo, and no one can replace them.

No, just after settling Li Ji and the children in the boy camp, Li Xuan, who had not seen him for many days, found Lao Luo, "San Lang, this time it was a big victory." ”

"It's not a big victory, the Turks, the Qarluqs and the three people of the party still have some confidence, but it is a mistake for them to get together, and it is a rabble to make many people! It's just a pity that more than a thousand fighters died! "Lao Luo really didn't take this battle seriously in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that the other party had to unite as a roadblocker, but took turns to attack and disturb on the eastbound route, that would be the real trouble.

"How can it not be a victory? With so many enemies killed and more than 10,000 captives, those horses alone are enough to replace the unaccustomed Arabian horses! Li Xuan thinks more than Lao Luo, although he has never really been a soldier, he thinks that victory is victory, no matter how he wins, as long as it is victory, it is enough.

"Those Arabian horses aren't good yet?" Lao Luo didn't want to dwell on this problem, he couldn't distinguish between right and wrong in this kind of conceptual matter, and in contrast, he valued those practical problems, such as nearly a thousand Arabian horses that were sick because of the lack of adaptation.

"Recently, the weather has warmed up, and some of them have regained their strength, but most of the sick horses are still too thin to be ridden." Since the beginning of winter, such problems have arisen one after another, and the hundred and ten horse breeders in the battalion have waited in turn to serve without a large number of losses, and Li Xuan has no headaches for this matter.

"Oh...... There is no way to do this kind of thing, it seems that we still have to try to keep the northern horse breed in the future, and after we go to Hexi in the future, we have to breed our own horse breeds, and this matter has to be bothered Brother Xuan to pay more attention, and those sick Arabian horses still have to be carefully cared for, after all, they are all good horses, people can adapt to different regions, and horses can too! Maybe after a few days the horses get used to it, and the ponies they give birth to won't have the same problems. "Lao Luo can choose horses to ride, but he is really not proficient in raising horses, but there is an elder brother who raised horses in later generations, plus a little basic biological knowledge of survival of the fittest, it is really not difficult to judge these.

"Makes sense...... People will get sick if they don't adapt to the soil, of course horses will be, people will be fine, and horses will be fine! After looking down and pondering for a while, Li Xuan understood what Lao Luo said and agreed with this point of view.

The matter of horses is indeed not a trivial matter, in this era, they are equivalent to the motor vehicles of later generations, especially a large number of excellent war horses, which themselves are an excellent guarantee for the army's mobile operations, and no matter how much attention is paid to it, it cannot be overstated.

Lao Luo Ke knows this very well, according to the normal historical development, human beings will continue to use horses for at least nearly nine hundred years, even if he arrives in this time and space, he does not dare to guarantee that he can lead people to make a mechanical power to replace horsepower in a short period of time, not to mention that the consumption of mechanical power itself is much greater than the cost of supporting horses.

"Well, that's right." After confirming Li Xuan's statement, Lao Luo continued: "Hercules' adaptability is good, Heiyun, you know, my big guy, he just had an illness when he first arrived in Kuzak, and he got better soon, and other Hercules horses are similar." ”

"Hercules horses are indeed good, but ......" Li Xuan hesitated slightly.

"But what?"

"Those big guys eat too much, the food of a strong man horse can satisfy the appetite of at least five horses, now there are only thirty-six strong men and horses, it's okay to say, if there are more ...... in the future" Li Xuan's hand almost collected all the civil materials, and he naturally knew the matter of the mount.

"But ......" Lao Luo of course knew about this kind of consumption, but what Li Xuan said was not unreasonable, he had a different opinion, pondered the wording, and then said: "But Brother Xuan, you have to know, what does a good war horse mean for cavalry, although the speed of the Hercules horse is not as fast as the Akhal-Teke horse, but its weight-bearing capacity is not comparable to that of a camel, and the best mount that a warrior in heavy armor can choose is the Hercules horse, although the weight of the Akhal-Teke horse is also good, but once the weight is too much, The physical strength has dropped too much...... As for Brother Xuan, you said that the amount of food you eat is too much, I don't think it's a problem, you know, I was collecting all kinds of seeds before I arrived in Sylvan, and I didn't stop along the way, do you know what seeds I have in my hands? ”

"What is ......" Li Xuan listened carefully, and he also agreed with the first half of what Lao Luo said, but he didn't expect Lao Luo to suddenly turn the topic to what seeds, and he didn't feel a little stunned.

"Brother Xuan should have also seen it, a kind of forage that cows and horses like to eat very much, there are a lot of them on the side of Mingaichaur in the west of Sylvan, the kind with purple flowers, I call it alfalfa, this kind of forage is suitable for large-scale planting, and it is the most suitable for pasture." Lao Luo is not talking nonsense, his brother's pasture in later generations planted a lot of this kind of pasture.

"Really? But planting grass is ......" Li Xuan was more convinced of Lao Luo, but no one in this era had ever said that grass still needed to be planted, so he hesitated for a while.

"In addition to this alfalfa, I have also collected a lot of other grass seeds, and I might as well try to mix them when the time comes, there is always a way to solve the forage problem, and the fields planted with pasture are suitable for raising land, and it is also good to cultivate wheat in rotation every few years." This question is what Lao Luo Dao heard, he has never farmed, but what he hears in later generations may not be successful, he has a lot of time and opportunity to test this.

"Well, just listen to San Lang, as far as I know, the wheat seeds used in the Sylvan era are better than those in the East, and I don't know if it's true." Li Xuan was suspicious and agreed with what Lao Luo said about grass seeds.

"I don't know much about it, but I can always figure it out when I go to the East and find a few farmers." The farmer Lao Luo said did not refer to the peasants, but the farmer who was good at agriculture among the hundreds of schools.

"Farmhouse? Are there still peasant people in the East at this time? I heard that when I was in the Tang Dynasty, people from peasant families were excluded from entering the court, and now? Tsk ......" After the words were finished, Li Xuan still showed a rare teasing expression.

Lao Luo didn't understand the meaning of Li Xuan's expression, so he asked directly, "What do you say?" Brother Xuan is also a person who looks at Confucianism unpleasantly? ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's talk about the horses, the number of horses this time is too much, we already have forty or fifty thousand horses, and we have harvested more than 20,000 in Bishkek, and now San Lang have captured so many horses, do you want to deal with some?" Li Xuanshun pointed to the very lively stables in the distance.

"To whom?" Although he asked casually, Lao Luo didn't have the idea of dealing with the horses, "I don't know if you have paid attention to Brother Xuan, those horses are all from the three departments, the horses of the Turks and the Qarluq people are still acceptable, and the horses of the Dangxiang people are worth seeing except for some Qinghai horses, and the rest of the Qingtang horses and Beidi horses are just like donkeys!" ”

"Haha, San Lang, it's not as exaggerated as you say, is it?" Li Xuan smiled and continued: "For a tall figure like San Lang, of course those horses are smaller, but there is no problem for short people, and those ponies are almost not picky eaters, and their endurance is not bad." ”

"I know...... And I'm not disgusted with the horses...... There is a word called seeing the subtle knowledge, the party is half a grassland people, they can only use this kind of dwarf horse, can you imagine that there are still good horse breeds in the East? ”

"This ......"

"That means we're in the East...... After Hexi, we have these Hercules horses and Ahatekin horses under our command, and with tall riders and heavy armor, we are an invincible class! This statement is not inspiring, and Lao Luo's purpose in saying this is just to ask Li Xuan to pay attention to the matter of raising horse breeds.

Of course, there are more ideas, he wants to change the situation that there are no tall horses in the East, because according to the "history" he understands, the dynasty horse politics in various periods of the East is one tragedy after another, what in order to suppress the stallion's anxious mood gelding, the emperor in order not to let the horses in the imperial horse garden hurt people and gelding, this kind of short-sighted approach on the surface is not a big mistake, but Lao Luo thinks that it is this shallow view that makes the entire Han civilization become short-legged.

"Okay, okay, listen to Saburo about this matter!" Li Xuan gave in a little helplessly, in fact, he had a sense of powerlessness, under the leadership of this elder surnamed Luo, he only needed to do things step by step, and he really never wanted to convince Lao Luo that this guy was really never.

"I have to work hard, Brother Xuan!" Kind words are still very necessary, and Lao Luo is already very proficient in this language.

"San Lang's words are estranged, you and I don't have to be so polite." Li Xuan is telling the truth, since the day Lao Luo and Li Ji got engaged, the two parties really can't be called outsiders.

"Also, when we get to the East, we still have to work together, and if we don't cooperate well, there will be problems." Lao Luo is not good at politeness, and he accepts it when he sees it and says the truth.

He was right, Li Xuan's face was a little unhappy when he heard this, and he sighed and said: "San Lang, what you said is right, but some people don't think so, they always feel that they are the smartest in the world, and they always want to ask for some benefits for themselves." ”

"Huh? Who is it? Pei Wei's remnants? Or the Zhang family? Lao Luo's face suddenly turned cold, this Li Xuan doesn't like to say bad things about people behind his back, if he says it like this, someone must be trying to make trouble, and it has only been quiet for a few days along the way, and another clown who jumps off the beam comes out to obstruct the eyes.

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