Augustus Under the Horseshoe

, Incomparable glory, but also extremely heavy responsibility.

The rouge mare pursed her lips and spoke quite unwillingly. "Okay! As long as you are willing to teach all the members of the clan how to build the igloo. I, the chief of the Bloodfury clan: Christina, admit that you are a member of the clan, the mighty Pain Hess."

"It's Liu Yuan, not Penhurs!"

"Okay! It's over, everyone, go home! Curonia! Give you the bow! I'll give you three squads of predators. Go and patrol around to see where the barbarians' lairs are. The information is there. Collect as much as possible. By the way, draw me a simple map of the surrounding area. The clan may live here for a long time." Christina put on a majestic appearance as a leader. He walked away from the pale white horse blindly. Leading the remaining people and horses, slowly walked to the depths of the jungle.

"Why, did you give up courtship? My lovely sister?" Christian ran up to Christina unkindly. A smirking smirk bloomed on the exotic black skin. "Do you want my sister to play you a sad piece of music?"

"Give up? This chief will never give up! I found that he is not only beautiful and unusual, but also so brave and good at fighting. After being knowledgeable, I actually like him more." The rouge horse who walked at the front of the team showed a happy smirk. "Furthermore, that bet is good for me no matter how you look at it. I won just right! If I lose, Painhurs will also become my subordinate. Go back and assign him a position of [Personal Guard]. Chance! Hehehe."

"······You are so sassy."

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A group of people and horses dexterously shuttled through the snow-covered woods. As if walking on the ground, I lightly stepped on the roots and thorns and vines of all stumbling trees. Came to a clearing in the forest that blocks the cold wind—this is the camping location that Liu Yuan chose last night. But now, they are densely packed with hundreds of primitive and crude animal skin tents! The roaring and roaring sounds of cattle, sheep, horses, dogs and other animals are endless. Hundreds of people and horses of various sizes are busy shuttled through the extremely noisy camp. The pale snow is also covered with mud in the shape of horseshoes. Imprint.

There are not many males in the camp, so they should have followed the chief to rescue themselves. The remaining dozens of sturdy stallions, some were busy cutting wood, building a huge bonfire in the center of the camp, and some were fixing rows of simple and crude sharp wooden stakes on the outside of the camp. Twenty large dogs with a height of 80 centimeters loyally followed their owners, facing the pale white horses that had never been seen in the team, and vigilantly lowered their large furry bodies, and put out an attack one after another. Two rows of extremely sharp fangs appeared by the way.

Liu Yuan, who also loves keeping dogs, looked at these ferocious big dogs curiously. Their foreheads are broad and flat, and are evenly divided by a fine wrinkle, their ears are high, short and drooping, and oval-shaped dark eyes.

The eyes are extremely dark and deep. The chest is broad and deep, the back is straight and broad, and the muscles are abnormally developed. The sturdy limbs contain explosive power. The four huge claws are slightly arched upwards, and the toes are tight. The whole body, especially the neck, is covered with a thick coat. From a distance, it looks like a shrunken lion!

Caucasian dog. One of the most loyal and fighting dogs on the planet, the country of origin is Russia. It seems that these people and horses have migrated all the way from there.

"Don't be afraid." Christina slowly bent her front hoofs, gently hugged a big gray dog ​​in her arms, and gently combed its huge head covered with long hair. "Go get to know that pale horse, he is a new member of the clan."

"Roar-"

The gray Caucasian dog nodded spiritually and let out a dull growl. Although he wasn't grinning, he still approached Painhurs with some alertness. With the black tip of his nose, it lightly touched his pale horse legs. Noted the breath of the new owner.

"So good." Liu Yuan learned from the chief, slowly bending his two front hooves, and skillfully stroking the head of the Caucasian dog to straighten out his hair. The big grey dog ​​narrowed his eyes comfortably. Enjoy the wonderful touch from the top of your head.

It's cool to play with the dog for a while, and it's always cool to play with the dog. The other twenty-three Caucasian dogs, looking at their leader's expressions of enjoyment, also let go of their guards one after another, rubbing against the pale white horse, and looking enviously at Painhes's dexterous palms.

"Are you very professional in petting? Have you ever raised a dog?" Suddenly, the petite black mare: Christian drifted to Liu Yuan's side spookyly, and asked abruptly.

"Yes, I have raised..." Liu Yuan subconsciously replied, immersed in the furry touch, but he was immediately scared into a cold sweat! He woke up from the joy of running a dog in an instant. He frowned and turned his head to look at the centaur bard beside him. On that exotic and glamorous face, there was a pair of **** twins that were as charming and beautiful as her sister. Hitomi, exuding a vigilant and cunning light.

Damn it! She is testing herself! The person I made up for myself is an orphan, and I wandered alone in the wild for two years. The technique of beating a dog is theoretically impossible to be so skilled!

"Well...before the clan was destroyed, our family was responsible for taming eagle dogs." Liu Yuan quickly found a reason that could not be verified by outsiders, and put on an extremely depressed appearance. "Furthermore, there is a loyal war dog who accompanied me when I was young, through the most difficult survival time in the beginning. Unfortunately, not long ago, in order to protect me, he was torn his throat by a wolf in order to protect me."

"It's [He] instead of [It]...It's really emotional." The vigilance in Christian's eyes faded slightly. "Don't be so nervous, I'll just ask casually, go ahead, the chief will hold a formal ceremony for you."

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While the pale white horses were advancing with the team in the camp, they couldn't help but look at the surrounding scenery. This camp, built in a clearing in the forest, is not big, and the surrounding woods block the roaring north wind to a certain extent. But it couldn't stop the terrifying cold. Hundreds of young foals happily accompany a few burly warriors, honing their skills of shooting, swinging swords, and running. A series of innocent and crisp laughter.

On the other side of the camp, countless female horses use their frozen red hands to milk thousands of horses, cows, and sheep in the corral, make cheese, and ferment milk wine.

In fact, dairy products were the staple food in ancient nomadic societies. Instead of meat foods as people generally imagine. Just like farmers don’t easily slaughter hens that lay eggs, nomads don’t slaughter their own cattle and sheep casually. The matter of killing chickens to get their eggs could not be stupid.

What's more, the abnormal mortality rate of grazing cattle and sheep in the wild is much higher than that of chickens and ducks raised in houses. In recent years, they have caught up with the horrible hoarfrost... If dairy products are regarded as interest, it can be The grazing livestock is the principal, and naturally the more the principal, the better. Therefore, the meat on the dining table of the horses and horses is generally the beasts caught by fishing and hunting, rather than the cattle and sheep grazing by the family.

Next to him, Christian explained to him the situation of the clan lightly: "Except for you, there are still 11 horses in the entire Bloodfury clan. Among them, 401 are underage horses. They are young and have not yet come to battle. Grade. The remaining 820 females and males are brave warriors, hunters, and even spellcasters. They can fight for the clan as long as they take up weapons."

"There are 500 clan herders with composite longbows and short spears. 160 predators with composite longbows and two iron daggers, and their animal partners basically choose flying birds of prey. 100 heroic warriors with composite longbows, long lances, iron long swords, skinned wooden shields, and leather armor, and 50 composite longbows, two-handed axe, and locks. The heavy armor of the armor is fearless. The barbarian cavalry has a horse’s neck in between. The axe cannot be opened with both hands, but our horses are different! Those fearless fearless ones can run on the battlefield at the speed of a cavalry, and can also use their hands. The huge two-handed axe smashes even the scales forged by the Romans!"

"Ah, there are 10 spellcasters in the end, most of them are druids." At this point, Christian raised his chest proudly. "By the way, I haven't introduced you yet. My name is Christian, and I am the only bard in the clan. Don't think I am small, I am a dwarf in a horse, but I am also one of the spellcasters! "

"As for the livestock, they are in a series