"Report to the lord, this time we captured 37 fifth-level dragon scale horses, 981 fourth-level scale horses, 7,891 third-level adult scale horses, and 7,891 first-level to third-level scale horses.
Thirty-nine thousand, seven hundred and eighty-one horses.
A total of 48,690 scale horses were captured, almost half of the herd this time, a great success!!"
Tang Jiajun smiled and repeated the data he had just counted to Fang Fan. Not to mention Fang Fan, even he felt a little incredible when he just heard the data.
Fang Fan was overjoyed. To be honest, the maximum expectation of the original plan was actually 30,000 horses.
There is no way, the scaled horses are too fast. If the encirclement is not completely closed, they can run out as long as there is a slight gap. The soldiers cannot catch up at all, and they are not qualified to eat ashes.
But if the encirclement is too small, Ryoma is not a fool. How could a trap that can be seen at a glance lead the tribe in?
But if the encirclement is enlarged, how many troops will be needed to completely encircle it without leaving any gaps? Two hundred thousand troops? Five hundred thousand troops? Or one million troops?
If you want to surround it with a radius of hundreds of miles, I'm afraid it's not a dream.
The plan this time was for the core circle army to break up the horse herd, and then capture them directly when the horse herd density was at its highest.
The two legions in the second circle surrounded the horses before they dispersed too far. As for the two legions in the third circle, they actually cooperated with the second circle and surrounded them together, forcing the horses to change direction.
The best scenario for the whole plan was to defeat the dragon horse, and then directly let the dragon horse recruit the scaled horse clan, so that no matter where they go, they can't escape, and in this way, the entire clan can be perfectly conquered.
It's a pity that even though Long Ma has been surrendered by Fang Fan, he is still unwilling to go to his former clansmen.
The dragon horse would rather die than die, so Fang Fan had no choice but to force it no more.
Under normal circumstances, the best-case scenario in the plan was 30,000 scaly horses, but I didn't expect that the Jin Emperor Legion alone would capture 30,000 horses.
However, this also shows how difficult and outrageous it is to capture a scaled horse on the plains, even with the pressure of the dragon elephant and the aura left behind by the dragon elephant to force help.
The four legions outside did not capture as many as the Jin Emperor legion, and they only captured just over 10,000 horses.
There was no way, it wasn't that they were incompetent, the Jin Emperor Corps took advantage of the time when the horses were most flustered, at a loss, and at the highest density, so it was naturally easy to capture them.
After the horses were dispersed, the density was reduced and the scaled horses calmed down. They ran away when they saw people. Being able to catch more than 10,000 horses was already very powerful.
But no matter what, with this great success, based on the more than 40,000 and nearly 50,000 scale horses, Ning'an can directly set up a racecourse. In two or three years, Ning'an can continuously produce high-quality war horses in batches.
Gradually cavalry troops.
but.......
"But with so many scaly horses, I guess I won't be able to survive this time. I'll have to do it twice."
Fang Fan said with a smile, and Tang Jiajun next to him also laughed.
"Well, it's a bit annoying. I have to walk twice."
After Tang Jiajun finished speaking, he and Fang Fan looked at each other and burst into laughter. The loud laughter echoed on the vast grassland and between the boundless world.
Five legions surrounded more than 40,000 scale horses, tied the necks of the scale horses with cables woven with blood ropes, and strung them together one by one. In addition, the dragons and horses next to them exuded a coercion, so these wild and unruly horses
The scale horse did not cause any trouble.
There is no other way, the leader is watching from the side, no one dares to make a mistake.
Although Ryoma is unwilling to deal with his own kind, there is no problem in helping to appease those who have been captured. This concept is different.
Fang Fan was sitting on the Panlong chariot, Dian Wei was driving the chariot himself, and Tang Jiajun was standing aside.
"Hey, where's the dragon elephant?"
Fang Fan suddenly reacted and asked aloud.
When Tang Jiajun heard this, he pointed to the sky behind him. When Fang Fan looked back, he felt dumbfounded.
"Forget it, let it go."
The dragon elephant, whose face was covered in bruises and bruises, was being carried around by the scale horse like a resentful little daughter-in-law, and was being bullied.
Tang Jiajun also looked at it, ignoring the look of help from Long Xiang, pretending not to see it, and casually observing the horses in the center of the army.
As he watched, Tang Jiajun suddenly had a question in his mind.
"Hey, my lord, I remember I read a post that said that there are about one million horses in Inner Mongolia. This is only Inner Mongolia, not counting other areas.
In this way, after adding the wild horses and bred horses that came from the Three Kingdoms, where are the horses now?
I remember that among the hundreds of races, the only horse races are the scaled horse race and the Pegasus race, right? The combined number of these two races is less than 200,000."
"Not all horses can reach the Hundred Tribe. The Hundred Tribe is very powerful."
Fang Fan smiled and said.
"There are also horses in other places that do not belong to the Hundred Tribes. However, the scaled horses are more suitable for use as war horses. After the mutation, the final flaws have been made up for. Now they are almost the most perfect warhorse race, so the scaled horses were chosen.
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You were still in Chang'an at the time, so you didn't know that the Mo Department's information contained many horses besides scale horses."
"Oh, that's it. I really don't know much about these. I thought these were the only horses left."
"Well, actually what you said is about the same. I feel that the total number of horses may not necessarily be one million."
"So few? That's not true. Horses are large creatures after all, and they still live in groups. It's impossible to reduce them to such a small number, right?"
"Who can say for sure? The horse is indeed strong. Assume that the original combat power of the horse is one, and after the mutation, the combat power is three.
Assume that the lion's original combat power is three, and the year-on-year change is nine. How big is the difference?
What's more, it's not necessarily a year-on-year change, carnivorous predators tend to grow much faster than herbivores."
"Well, that's right, then should we catch some more?
It feels like there are more than 40,000 horses, but there are still a few less than 50,000 horses."
Fang Fan was slightly moved when he heard the words, and after pondering for a long time, he still shook his head.
"Forget it, let's cultivate the scaled horse tribe. This ethnic group is the strength of hundreds of tribes and has superior racial conditions. It is the most suitable warhorse breed for us to form heavy cavalry.
Anyway, we are not in a hurry, we just need to cultivate them patiently. After three to five years, the number of the population will increase after a few generations. Anyway, we now have enough capital to carry out the five-year plan."
"Well, like this..."
Tang Jiajun really wanted to say something, but in the middle of his sentence, he suddenly saw Fang Fan frowning as if he was thinking about something, so he quickly shut his mouth.
"Hundred tribes...Hundred tribes, this should be regarded as the destruction of Bai tribes, so why is there no movement in luck?"
Fang Fan murmured to himself. Tang Jiajun was startled when he heard this and looked at Fang Fan. The two of them said in unison.
