"Lord God! What's wrong with this horse? Is it crazy?!..."
The lower deck of the shelter boat is not wide, it is only fifteen steps long and four or five steps wide. And now it is divided into a small half with baskets of potatoes and bacon, which is used as a simple horse pen, which makes it even more obvious.
Crowded. Three "tall" Mongolian horses were crowded in a narrow horse pen, and a strong and pungent smell permeated the horses.
At this moment, the two Yakut snow mares, measuring one meter and thirty-four meters, were resting uneasily in the corner, with their bodies pressed against the wall of the ship. In the center of the horse pen, the two Yakut snow horses, which were fully one meter tall, were sitting in the corner.
The Jurchen stallion of Wuliu was lying on the deck rolling manically. Its strong hooves kicked wildly, and it neighed in pain, as if it was undergoing some invisible torture!
"Law! Law! Hiss! Chi!..."
Seeing this scene, Mikey, the knowledgeable man, suddenly felt nervous. With a nervous expression and sharp eyes, he looked at the horse breeder, Sukeichiro, and shouted harshly.
"Witness the Lord God! Damn it! Ichiro, did you take good care of this horse?!..."
"Ah! Master Priest! The young one has taken care of these three horses day and night. In the past month, he has not even had a full night's sleep... You see, even though the two snow ponies are tired, they can eat grass beans.
, can sleep and poop. The few balls of horse dung over there are all made by them, they are all formed ball dung! I tasted it before, and it also has a normal sweet smell..."
Horse breeder Sukeichiro knelt in the horse pen in panic, almost crying. He first pointed to the two mares in the corner, touched the piled ball dung, and then pointed to the white one in the middle.
The stallion, dipped his fingers into the thin feces next to the stallion, and his nose and tears overflowed.
"Witness the Lord God! Sir! Sir! It's not that I didn't take good care of it...it's this big white-haired horse, it has a fierce temper! It doesn't like the crowding of the cabin, nor the bumps of the sea, so it has always been a little unhappy, like
It's like an eggplant beaten by frost... This horse's temper is just like that of a human being, not hiding it at all. When I see it kicking people all the time, I know it's unhappy..."
"My lord! My lord! This man is as patient as a donkey. It doesn't matter if he is unhappy. He has to work anyway, he has to live, and he will not seek death... But this horse, this horse is different! The horse has a big temper.
Very well, the nicer the horse, the more tempered it will be! If it is unhappy, it will really get sick!…”
"Half a month ago, Dabai Mao often had diarrhea, didn't eat much, and became thinner day by day. Only during the few days when it was docked ashore, it was able to get off the boat and walk around, and it felt a little more energetic... But starting from yesterday, it
He actually didn’t eat anything!… Even if I fed him his favorite dried beans, he wouldn’t eat it!… He was so impatient even though he was a small child. He rubbed his belly all night long and served him more diligently than serving a samurai master!
…”
"God bless you! Suichiro, pick up the important things and tell them to the adults!..."
Seeing Sukeichiro crying anxiously and gibbering nonsensically, translator Watanabe quickly reached out his hand. He pressed the other person's shoulders hard and scolded him in Japanese.
"My lord, I don't care about this! You know how much your lord values this horse... Suichiro, think about it quickly! What disease is this Jurchen horse suffering from and how to treat it!!"
"Ah! This horse...it...its disease is...cure...cure..."
Hearing this, Sukeichiro's eyes widened and he knelt on the ground, trying to calm down. Then, he quickly pinched a handful of the Jurchen horse's dung, tasted it himself, and then carefully touched the Jurchen horse's dung.
Buttocks, and finally carefully rubbed the horse's slightly bulging belly...
"Buddha! Bodhisattva! The big white hair that was pulled out the day before yesterday was shapeless and tasted a bit bitter. I just stopped pulling it yesterday... This is... this is something wrong with the horse's intestines! Yes! It's the intestines!... Its intestines are not moving.
, the food goes in, but can’t be pulled out!…It must be like this!…”
"Lord God! There is a big problem with the intestines, and this is just the beginning... If the horse's intestines don't move, they will roll around uncomfortably... And if they roll around, the intestines are knotted, and the stomach is bloated... it... it will die.
!…”
"What! The intestines are not moving? Will you die?!... Witness the Lord God! Ichiro, you are a horse breeder, so what do you think should be done to treat it?!"
"I...I said?...How to treat it?...This...this can only be stopped and docked!...Yes! You must let the horse land, walk slowly, rub its belly while walking, and help its intestines move...As long as the intestines move,
If you fart, pull it out...it will...get over it!..."
"Shi Jian! Shi Jian!..."
"Master Priest?"
After hearing the horse breeder's clear answer, the knowledgeable Mickey did not hesitate and gave instructions to the warrior captain Shi Jian.
"Hurry and turn to the north! Stop the boat and dock! ... God bless you! This stallion was brought back by His Majesty. We finally got here, so we must save it!"
"Yes! God bless you! ...Comer! Turn around and head north to the shore! ..."
The ocean-covering boat has been sailing close to the coast, only ten miles away from the land. Soon, everyone found a flat coast, and took advantage of the low tide in the evening to rush directly to the shoal. Then, Sukeichiro comforted the big horse,
Carefully, together with the others, he transported the kicking horse off the boat.
The Jurchen horse landed on the shore and smelled the smell of soil and grass. The manic red-eyed expression finally calmed down a little. It raised its head slightly and looked at this unfamiliar and slightly cold coastal grassland with a confused look.
, looking at the white snow-capped mountains not far away. This continuous white mountain and black water are just like the hometown where it was born. Even the smell of green grass and soil is so similar.
The snow-capped mountains on the shore stood tall in silence and majesty, just as they had for thousands of years. They looked at the grass at the foot of the mountain, at the sea of flowers and long grass in summer, and at the four-legged creatures walking in the grass. He
They shone with the afterglow of the setting sun, as if recalling memories from thousands of years ago and recognizing this ancient, familiar yet strange creature...
After a lapse of 20,000 years, horses that originated and evolved from North America have once again returned to the place of origin where they once became extinct! They are finally back! Back to this vast, cold, barbaric and vicissitudes of life, and full of vitality
The North American continent!
There is no doubt that this cold and vast land gave birth to the origin of Archaeus, and it is also a home suitable for horses to live in. Especially for Mongolian horses at the same latitude, this is the paradise for their reproduction and longevity...
"Big Baimao, don't be anxious...walk slowly, walk slowly...walk until you fart...just..."
The sun sets in the west, golden light floats on the coast, and the wet green grass is also hung with twinkling sunset clouds. Sukeichiro half-bowed, talking to the horse in a low voice, while gently stroking the horse's back, leading the horse slowly
He was walking in the green grass. Except for Sukeichiro, as long as anyone else came close to him, Da Ma's expression immediately became impatient again. Everyone could only watch from a distance, watching each person and one horse stop and go.
, walking quietly among the long grass up to the knees, as if forgetting time.
"God bless us! We traveled thousands of miles to get this horse. This four-legged beast that His Majesty had carefully ordered to bring back... But nothing can happen to us! God bless us!"
Mickey the Knowledgeable looked nervous and prayed devoutly to the Lord God for an entire hour. Maybe his prayers had an effect, or maybe Suichiro was indeed a professional horse breeder and knew how to deal with it. At sunset
Before the afterglow completely faded, an uncontrollable cheer finally came from the tall grass.
"Gods and Buddhas bless you! God bless you! God bless you! God!... Big white hair, you finally did it!..."
This chapter has been completed!