Although the viscount repeatedly assured that it would not hurt him, looking at the impatient snorting of the cheap horse, Al really doubted the credibility of this.

Some cautiously walked up to it, holding their heads high, and looked at the warhorse.

The thirteen-year-old himself is already in his early 1.6 meters tall, but he is completely small in front of this war horse, and he is at least about 2.5 meters from the top of his head to the bottom.

The torso is strong, the limbs are slender, the legs and hooves are light and agile, at this time, a gust of wind blows, it slightly tilts its head to one side, high, the mane on the top of the head in front and the tail of the horse behind it fly backwards in unison, the round body is streamlined, and the limbs are very dynamic.

Almost drooling the more I look at it, with such a high level of wisdom, I don't know how my father subdued it, and it will be a proper gold-level demonic beast in the future.

Looking at this short-tempered, stubborn, and greedy war horse, Al cautiously stretched out his finger to touch it.

"Bang bang", the war horse gasped, his head held high, and squinted at him.

At this time, Al found that he was too short to reach its head, especially when it held its head high and squinted at himself, and the look of looking at "fools" made Al angry.

This reminds Al of an allusion to a famous man's horse taming method.

When Tang Taizong got a fierce horse, named "Lion Skull", Wu Zetian bravely put forward the request to train the horse, saying: "The concubine can control it, but she needs three things, one iron whip, two iron hammers, and three."

Dagger. If he refuses to accept the blow of the iron whip, he shall be hammered to the head with an iron hammer, and if he refuses to accept it, he shall cut off his throat with a dagger. (Just give me three things to subdue this horse.) That is, a leather whip,

A hammer, a sharp knife. First beat it with a leather whip until its skin was open and fleshy, and it died and came back to life. When he was not satisfied, he struck him on the head with a hammer, causing him to pain in the heart and lungs. If still not

If you can subdue its violent temperament, you can simply cut its throat with a knife.

Looking at the war horse with some hesitation, and then at his small body, Al swallowed his saliva, or forget it. Just by himself, the frost war horse who is a small boss, or a cross-level challenge, he is afraid of death and doesn't know how to die, Al decisively gave up the idea of suppressing it by force.

Then, force can't do it, you can only tempt, looking at the war horse chewing the ice cube just now, Al casually condensed a Xiaoice ball, flicked his fingers, and the Xiaoice ball fell lightly into the mouth of the cheap horse in front of him.

"Crunch", the chewing sound of the ice cubes, the cheap horse greedily chewed the ice cubes in his mouth, and sniffed excitedly from time to time. Seeing it eat so happily, Elton felt that there was a play.

Some people stepped forward expectantly, wanting to touch its shiny and shiny fur.

"Neigh---", neighing, the cheap horse neighed, with a clear warning meaning, obviously not allowing himself to touch it. And the big eyes of the copper bell have a hint of impatience, obviously they haven't eaten it yet.

"Damn, can anyone tell me how to make horse meat delicious", Al complained in his heart, and at this time, the viscount also said in time, "There are still 2 minutes".

"Fuck you, uncle", Al scolded inwardly, but his fingertips quickly released an ice arrow, and with a friendly smile on his face, he shot the ice arrow like it.

"Crunch", the cheap horse seemed to gnaw happily as if he was gnawing on a popsicle, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"I put up with it in order to upgrade", watching this cheap horse gnaw happily, Al took a deep breath and told himself that if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and when your strength is high in the future, the first thing is to eat horse meat.

While thinking, he quickly swept the space bag, wanting to see what he could eat, to see if he could tempt this cheap horse.

A whole bunch of books, gems, gold,...... Except for the "endless water bag" and the concocted attribute water that strengthens the physique, there is nothing to eat.

"No matter, the dead horse is treated as a live horse doctor, try it", Al waved his hand, took out a small silver soup basin from the space bag, and poured a basin of water from the "endless water bag".

And the cheerful cheap horse, who was originally gnawing on the ice, looked at the small silver soup pot with some curiosity, lowered his head, and "drank it with a grunt", and the basin of water quickly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it bottomed out in a while.

Al looked at the cheap horse with some expectation, "Bang", probably felt that the taste was good, the cheap horse nodded to Al for the first time, but then raised his head and looked at the sky with his eyes, as if to express that he wanted to buy me with a basin of water, and he looked down on me too much.

"One minute left", the viscount duly made up the knife on the side.

I don't know how many times I've been talking about eating horse meat in my heart, looking at the expression of this cheap horse, Al took out a tube of attribute-enhancing potion with some cruelty and poured it into the small silver soup basin.

As soon as the clear water was poured into the soup pot, the cheap horse sniffled, looked at the small soup pot in Al's hand excitedly, and expressed his eagerness to drink.

"Hehe", Al ignored its expression, gesturing to fall.

"---Neigh", neighing, the cheap horse instantly came to his side, and his huge head rubbed himself affectionately, as if he was its master.

Looking at the contrast between the former and the back, Al was stunned, and then overjoyed, and pointed to the back of the soup bowl to the ground.

Without a trace of hesitation, the cheap horse directly drank the water in the soup basin with a big "hum", and taking advantage of its bowing head, Al supported the horse's back, and sat on it with some difficulty.

"Haha, I'm riding it", Al looked at the viscount with delight. The Viscount was stunned, perhaps not considering the possibility of success at all. Little Freeman on the side looked at Al in amazement, as a person who often saw this horse, he knew very well the tyranny of this horse, for so many years, he had never seen anyone who could sit on its horse's back except for the Viscount.

Even before the interruption, the Viscount's daughter Lulu tried to ride it, but was scared away by its hoofed hooves.

"Father, then I'll go first", taking advantage of the Viscount's lack of reaction, Al patted the horse's back excitedly, signaling it to leave the place.

"Sigh law", the cheap horse ignored him, and just looked at the viscount suspiciously.

After underestimating the horse for a while, the viscount said to Al, "Its sense of smell is extremely developed, don't fall off, it will lead you to old Barton."

"Know...... Finish...... Before the last word was finished, the frost war horse, which had long been excited, jumped up and galloped towards the road outside the city like lightning.

And Al, who was not fully prepared, was startled by the sudden galloping of the cheap horse, leaving only a "...... The word dragged out long syllables that echoed in the distance.