Aztec Eternals

"O God! What's wrong with this horse? Is it crazy?!..."

The lower deck of the shelter boat is not wide, only fifteen steps long and four or five steps wide. But now there are baskets of potatoes and bacon separated by a small half, which serves as a simple horse pen, making it even more 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, which were 1.34 meters tall, were resting uneasily in the corner, with their bodies pressed against the wall of the ship. In the center of the horse pen, the Jurchen stallion, which was 1.56 meters tall, was lying on the deck rolling manically. Its strong horse hooves kicked wildly, and it neighed in pain, as if it was undergoing some invisible torture!

"Law! Law! Hiss! Chi!..."

Seeing this scene, Mickey the Knowledgeable suddenly felt his heart tighten. 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! Lord Priest! The young one has taken care of these three horses day and night. In this month, I didn't even get a full night's sleep... You see, although the two snow ponies are tired, they can eat grass beans. , can sleep and defecate. 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..."

The horse breeder, Sukeichiro, knelt in the horse pen in panic, almost crying. He first pointed to the two mares in the corner and touched the piled-up ball dung. Then he pointed to the white stallion in the middle and dipped his fingers into the thin dung next to the stallion. His nose and tears were filled with urgency. 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 or the bumps of the sea. 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 bad temper. Very good, the better the horse, the more tempered it will be! If it is unhappy, it will really get sick!…”

"Half a month ago, Da Bai Mao often had diarrhea, didn't eat much, and became thinner day by day. Only during the few days when he was docked ashore, he was able to get off the boat and walk and run, and he felt a little energetic... But starting yesterday, he He didn't even 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 little kid. He rubbed his belly all night long and served him more diligently than he did 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 opponent'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 does this big Jurchen horse have 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 and tasted it himself. Then he carefully touched the Jurchen horse's butt, 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 you can’t pull it out!…It must be like this!…”

"O 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! His intestines are not moving? Will he 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, After farting, pull it out...it...just gets over it!..."

"Shi Jian! Shi Jian!..."

"Master Priest?"

After hearing the horse breeder's clear answer, the knowledgeable Mickey gave instructions to the warrior captain Shi Jian without hesitation.

"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! ...Come here! Turn around and head north to the shore! ..."

The ocean-covering boat has been sailing close to the coast, only more than 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 and carefully transported the kicking horse off the boat with everyone else.

The Jurchen's horse landed on the shore and smelled the smell of earth and grass. The manic red-eyed expression finally calmed down a little. It raised its head slightly, its eyes a little confused, looking at this strange, slightly cold coastal grassland, and at the white snow-capped mountains not far away. This continuous white mountain and black water is just like the hometown where it was born. Even the smell of grass and soil is so similar.

The snow-capped mountains on the shore tower silently and majestically, as they have 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. They shine 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 their once extinct place of origin! They are finally back! Back to this vast, cold, wild, vicissitudes of life, and vibrant 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. Especially for the Mongolian horses at the same latitude, this is their paradise of longevity...

"Big White Hair, don't be in a hurry...walk slowly, walk slowly...just walk and 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, gently stroking the horse's back, and led the horse slowly through the green grass. Except for Sukeichiro, whenever anyone else approaches, Dama's expression immediately becomes impatient again. Everyone could only watch from a distance, watching a man and a horse walking and walking quietly among the long grass up to their knees, as if they had forgotten the time.

"God bless us! We traveled thousands of miles to get this horse. This four-legged beast that His Majesty has carefully ordered to bring back... must not cause any trouble! God bless us!"

Mickey the Knowledgeable looked nervous and prayed to the Lord God devoutly for a full hour. And maybe his prayers had an effect, or maybe Sukeichiro was indeed a professional horse breeder and knew how to deal with it. Before the afterglow of the setting sun completely faded, an uncontrollable cheer finally came from the tall grass.

"Gods and Buddhas bless you! God bless you! God bless you! わーい!... Big white hair, you finally did it!..."