Most of the horses that the shelter had previously used for riding were draft horses. And although these horses are physically strong, but when riding up, these horses are up and down, a long time, it will be very painful.
But it's different with really good war horses like Little William. They are gently swaying from side to side while running, and if the technique is good, there is no problem sleeping on the horse!
And those pulling horses because of their docile nature, even if they are trained again, they will hide when they see people in the charge - and even make some dangerous movements that are more detrimental to the master. Ordinary people who do not have the same strong physical fitness and sensitive balance of veterans, I'm afraid that at the critical moment, will have to be thrown off.
But war horses are different, after training, in the chaos of the battlefield, they tend to perform calmly and brilliantly. When charging, they only follow orders, and when they see people, they ram straight through, instead of giving their masters a backward stumble.
And they not only have stamina, but also explosive power. Even after a long run, they can take the master to charge in an emergency.
This makes those riders who know about horses, are extremely eager for those good horses.
So when this group of guys hiding inside the woods, when they saw those horses at the far side of the lake, eating up that special pile of forage, they all nervously wrote up their fists.
Their body armor had been taken off and they were wearing only iron boots, as if they were all ready for the next job.
Today is too exciting! Can't help but bring back memories of a time when.
Horse training is a mandatory course for knights. In the past, they would often go to some horse farms with the lords, and those good horses to start a fierce competition. The process was thrilling, but it made people's blood run cold. And when they succeeded in subduing a horse, the joy of winning the challenge, with the lord, the praise of their companions. It will also make them feel a sense of accomplishment like never before.
How many years, themselves they have never had such an opportunity again. But today, it is as if back in the past, the fog in front of the eyes, but also faint, as if a small fog under (after the destruction of a source of calamity Valley fog lightened a lot, and the knights have the words of the talisman).
The number of horses by the lake has been increasing, the food looks a bit inadequate to share, but those with the highest status, but always get the best food.
Compared to those from the snow layer below, the hard grind out hay, these nutrient-rich feed, but much more delicious. It also reminds those horses of the happy times when they were once taken care of by humans.
Surviving in this environment is not easy.
The stables were not repaired and leaked everywhere. No one to dress them in winter, no one to brush them, repair their hair. Not to mention the beans and oats that are available every day.
But beasts are often more adaptable than people to the changes of nature, after a few years, these horses without repair of the horse's mane, soon grew thick and long, almost covering the whole body, and began to no longer fear that cold. The remaining horses, like the wolves in Johannes, became stronger and stronger, and were more able to find food and endure hunger than before. In time, they even became a little resistant to the plague.
And the tiny, dried-up living dead couldn't keep up with them. Their rotten teeth could barely bite into their strong muscles. But the wild horses that had shed their stiffness were the ones that could kick them to pieces and pulverize their bodies.
There are a few deer of the lake's river, seems to have sensed the good things here. They came over to grab some benefits, but were kicked aside by the strongest black horse. And the slow runner, surprisingly, it was a bite off the ear.
This is stronger than the male moose a circle of large black horse, covered with oil and shine, temper is very violent. Those deer next to it like a small cub. When it stood with a few stallions around it slightly shorter than it, even a distant end of drinking, ready to come over to see the bear, are stopped in the distance.
It didn't take long for the other horses to go away. Even the bear, also lazily returned to the forest to prepare for hibernation, not intend to deal with this group in the fog looks tall and many things.
The black horse snorted, but seemed to be a bit upset - because it smelled the wolves.
Those thieving wolves were always hanging around in that forest, and they were much more annoying than the bobcats and bears that occasionally came here to drink. Because they not only have the same endurance, but also have more courage than bobcats and bears, and are more cunning.
They would often attack quietly at night and bite the ponies to death in the confusion.
Sure enough, when they were about to finish the food, a wolf howl sounded in the distance.
Not long after, the wolf shadows gradually ran in the mist, and the horses began to panic and started a fierce chase with the rushing wolves.
But today's chase was a little different from the usual. When the head horse led his companions to pass by the woodland, he was surprised to find many stout humans! They excitedly flung the lasso in their hands and blocked the front of the herd with shouting.
The black horse ruthlessly knocked two people away and sprinted through that crowd, and the surrounding crowd couldn't help but shout in alarm and start to move out of the way.
However, when it broke out of the crowd and looked back, it found that many of its companions had been trapped and even ruffled on the ground!
A sudden burst of anger burned in the chest of the black horse, it turned a corner and accelerated the charge back. Several people in the panic dodge, almost by its foot stomping.
Looking at the lassoed ropes, the black horse snorted disdainfully, allowing the ropes to be placed around its neck, then accelerated its hoof, surprisingly dragging both riders into the air!
"This horse has so much strength!" "Didn't the lord say it was spiked? Did it not eat?" "Go call Alexander!"
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and the black horse had already passed between those hundred and ten people again.
Seeing that the group of people had all dropped what they were doing and gathered over. The black horse gave a snort in triumph, not intending to continue the charade with this group of fools.
It hurriedly galloped off into the distance, leaving a trail in the fog, like a black nightmare.
Suddenly, the forest suddenly pounced on a huge figure, the shoulder height like a bear, but sensitive as a bobcat!
Black horse a long cry, was scared.
But the bobcat it was a contest, and eventually it was a close call, the man dodged.
However, in the brush, heard the man let out a surprised astonishment "oh?" When it felt a huge tug on its neck and shoulders!
--The damn lasso! After those people lassoed it, it didn't have time to bite them off!
In the midst of this fierce angular force, the man was dragged more than ten meters on that smooth snow, and the iron boots under his feet plowed the slightly frozen earth of the ground. Both hands are also mo out of blood.
And the black horse, and finally in a long neigh, the front hooves raised, stopped running wild.
The horse ran in circles around the man, trying to find an opportunity to accelerate, but the lasso, which was in the hands of the giant, was tightening up. And not far from the others are also gathered around!
"Don't even come over! It is mine!"
"Boss, we are trying to help you!"
"Get lost!"
The black horse seemed to realize that it couldn't break free in this way, and it actually snorted irritably, ran a sharp curve, and charged at the man!
The horse's chest slammed hard into the man's chest, but Alexander's strong arms were wrapped around it.
He then rolled onto his back with this force, and ran off into the distance amidst the black horse's roar.
The same scene also happened in many places, and George is with two dozen knights, holding the lasso pole, in the chase, the horses that ran out of the encirclement one by one set...