Mei Liangchen seemed to be forgotten in the Sima camp. Except for being with Battelle day and night, no one asked about her condition. Battel's injury was almost healed and he could help her drive horses and graze. The old and young people often
It's the stables, the pasture, running back and forth all day long.
The sturdy and powerful war horses are the silent comrades of the sergeants. They are soldiers without military ranks and are the core of the battle situation. Under their iron hooves, countless war legends have been created.
Sima Camp is a place built for hundreds of thousands of war horses.
In the animal world, horses are pampered nobles. It is not enough for them to go to the trough (eat) three times during the day, especially in the late autumn and early winter seasons, when the withered grass roots and rotten stems cannot feed them enough.
stomach.
Therefore, starting from the beginning of winter, Sima Camp took turns arranging for the sergeants to provide extra meals for the army horses at night.
Mei Liangchen and Battelle were also put on duty. They were responsible for raising the best horses in the cavalry army. Why were they given the best horses? Because Battelle was the sergeant who knew horses best in the Sima camp, and the general's
"Thunder God" only recognizes Mei Liangchen...
"Crack...crack..." In the stable, Mei Liangchen was holding a bundle of hay and putting it under the guillotine, cutting it into standard "three cuts per inch of grass".
', this is the method of feeding horses taught to her by the experienced old horse herder Old Uncle Batter. In fact, it is the fine preparation of coarse grains in the popular sense. Horse grass is the most tiring work of the Sima camp sergeant every day. In order to feed the horses who have not recovered from serious injuries,
When Barter did less work, he always took advantage of him to go to the horse stable to cut grass secretly...
"Mayne!" Battelle's furious cry suddenly came from behind.
"Ah..." She turned her head, only to find that the angry old man was holding a piece of horse rope tightly and jumping on the spot: "Mayne, go and see what good things your horse has done!"
Her horse?!
Thor? Didn't he stay well in the stable? She even sang to him!
But when she saw the exclusive stable behind Battle that was cleaner than a five-star toilet, with the wooden door wide open and not even a hair on the horse visible, she was as furious as Battle and rushed to the horse feed warehouse.
Bartel followed closely behind and kept nagging, "I shouldn't believe you, Mayne, you said you tied the knot the strongest in the world, but it still came untied under your eyes.
Go and see what kind of damage my horse stable has been to! It makes me so angry!"
She was also very angry, but when she saw Thor lying leisurely on the ground full of horse material with his round belly and looking at her with a pair of innocent horse eyes, the anger in her heart gradually turned into helplessness.
Battle stared at Thor, pointed at a wall that was two meters high, and complained angrily: "It is definitely not a horse, it is a horse spirit! Mayne, look at the two-meter-high wall, how did it jump in?"
Oh! Damn beast, I spared you time and time again, but you slapped me on the nose!" The old man was angry and picked up a stick as thick as a bowl and pointed it at the God of Thunder.
Mei Liangchen quickly stood in front of the thunder god who got into trouble, "No, Battle, don't hit it!"
She looked back at the innocent horse's eyes of the God of Thunder and defended it: "A horse that can open a thousand knots must have a brain that is smarter than a human brain!" She recalled that the complicated thousand knots had trapped Cao Cao and Hassen in the past.
Senior brother, the knot that they couldn't untie was unexpectedly untied by a black guy who was not a human being quietly under her eyes.
How smart must it be? This greedy and naughty guy!
She crossed her body to block Battle, grabbed the wooden stick and threw it on the ground.
"Big black man, if you don't admit your mistake to Old Butler right away, I won't help you if you continue like this!" She pretended to be angry and hit the Thor's thorny head hard.
"Eh, eh, eh..." The God of Thunder lowered his head towards the angry Battle, sincerely admitting his mistake...
What could Battelle do? He would just scare the beast with a wooden stick. While cleaning up the messed up horse materials, he said to Mei Liangchen: "It's too full. You can take it for a walk in the pasture, otherwise it will happen again in the middle of the night."
"I'm eating." Horses are different from cattle and sheep. Their stomachs are very small and rely on the rectum to move. They eat and poop as they go. They eat all day long and have no time to spare. Horses will eat too much if they don't digest it.
In severe cases, colitis may occur.
"Okay, Uncle Battle!" Mei Liangchen also had this intention.
"Wait a minute!" Battle stopped what he was doing, pointed his head towards the rectangular courtyard and shouted: "Horse pole! Horse pole!! Are you dead?"
From the barracks not far away, a response came instantly, "Hey... here we come!" The bonfire lit in the courtyard had not yet been extinguished, and a thin linen soldier emerged from the gray tent.
Pawn. He yelled back toward the stable, cursing, "You're the one who died, old man!"
Battle gritted his teeth and said, "Hehe... accompany Mayne to the horse farm to walk the horses! It's late at night, I don't worry!" Wild beasts often appear in the grassland on winter nights. Although the God of Thunder is fierce and fierce, when encountering a pack of wolves, he can't
There will be danger.
When Ma Gan heard that he was going with Mayne, the sullenness on his face quickly disappeared. "Okay, I'll ride a horse!" He tightly wrapped his coat, carried the broken saddle, and got on a chestnut horse.
Mei Liangchen touched the God of Thunder's head and said, "Come on, lie down!" The proud guy snorted and leaned down obediently, letting her put the shiny gilt saddle on his back.
The spiritual God of Thunder waited until she got on the saddle, then straightened up her black and strong body, raised her head and neighed...
The horse pole had already run a certain distance, and in the biting cold wind, his broken cry came, "I'm going to open the way first, Mayne, you follow."
"Hey...here it comes! Wait for me!!"
The grassland in early winter has lost its endless green, and the sharp white-haired wind makes people's faces hurt. Looking around, the black grassland is all withered and yellow, with only the dim lights of the outer city and the Gesang flowers swaying in the wind under the moonlight.