Augustus Under the Horseshoe

·AD 399·Twenty-fifth day of the tenth month (399.12.25 in Gregorian calendar)

Pain Hess brought the army of men and horses that had been incorporated, and achieved brilliant victories again and again in the scarlet and terrifying sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain. Relying on Magnus's stealth investigation, he found out a small number of unscrupulous plots, or spies of other clans, and sentenced them to death in public.

If love and fear cannot have both, then the latter is more appropriate.

The white white horse struggled to play a more cruel and ruthless, but fair and just war commander in front of this army of thousands of murderous and plundering people. The laws he promulgated allowed every man and horse to rely on their own. The hands become the upper class that dominates hundreds or even thousands of people.

This kind of breaking of class barriers is almost unimaginable within clan solidified by other classes. After cleaning up several traitors and punishing criminals several times, almost everyone feared to stay away from the legal forbidden area and climbed desperately under a mature war system.

Among the three clans that have taken refuge in, the Hammer Clan is good at all kinds of handicrafts and are extremely good craftsmen. The wild hoof clan with a large population is a group of melee braves who are good at using two-handed heavy weapons. Painhurs is considering to sell them the learning method of the barbarian profession, and mass-produce fearless men and horses-although it is light armor.

You know, Scarlet Fury is firmly in Christina's hands. Other clans, only some lucky ones, have awakened the use of Fury, just as inexplicably as Christian suddenly became a bard.

And the last Black Liao clan, with a very sparse population, seemed to be just an ordinary clan rich in predators.

Hell, predators, no matter which clan of people and horses are all catching a lot.

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"The Acting Chief! A guy who calls himself "The Black Chieftain" wants to see you."

"Let her in." Painhurs knelt on a huge bearskin, and Magnus, dealing with the tedious affairs written on the sheepskin one by one-he regretted it a little and opened a similar " "Suggestion Box" stuff.

"Tread, step, step."

Accompanied by a burst of clear and sweet horseshoes, a young mare that is full of youthfulness, just adult, and even a little immature. Excitedly rushed into his camp.

Her horse's body is covered by a layer of soft, delicate, shiny black hair, and her beautiful body curves are shining in the candlelight. In addition to the fair human skin, the elegant and slender four hooves, crisp and capable short hair, the constantly shaking tail bristles, and even the simple and flawless eye pupils, are all deep and dark.

The white horse was in a trance, almost thinking that it was Christian who hadn't seen him for a long time.

However, the girl of the Black Lone clan in front of me is completely black, while the bard’s tail mane and hair are charming and dark brown, and the four hooves are as pale and beautiful as ice and snow, and Christina’s The dark and deep elegant four hooves complement each other.

"Dear acting chief, good evening. My name is Sigrit, and I am the only daughter of the black chief. First of all, thank you for using the most cruel method to do the sacred fire that killed my mother. Let her be able to In the royal court of pleasure, enjoy eternal happiness."

The young and lively little black horse put on a polite appearance. And Pain Hess didn't say a word, waiting for the content of the text after the other party's courteous remarks were over.

"I have just grown up, and I am too weak to beat other tribesmen. Up to now, I have been an ordinary soldier. Therefore, I have asked for a heir to the chief to be treated as he deserves. Even if I have thousands of households, I must at least be a hundred households! "Looking at the silent chief, Sigrit ended the hypocritical greeting and went straight to the subject.

"It's already dark, go back and wash and sleep. If I break the rules for anyone, then my sacred and inviolable law will lose its full meaning and become a dead letter. Legislators It will also lose its prestige in society and become a total joke."

The pale white horse instantly lost interest in the mare in front of him, lowered his head and continued to process the sheepskin papers.

"Hey! I haven't finished! If you agree to my request, I, I, I, I can let you do whatever you want!"

Spoiled, but her status plummeted, Sigrit was unable to adapt to her current life. She was heartbroken and took off her fur clothes. Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object landing, the inside of the acting chief’s pupils instantly engraved a slim figure Human, white ketone body full of youthful breath.

"...Sorry, I have a spouse."

"You...Then, do you know what position the Heihu clan plays in the ancient kingdom! We used to, no, we are also Hftubqu now!"

After failing twice in a row, Sigrit’s dark pupils were filled with crystal tears. In a panic, she immediately exposed her last trump card during the negotiation.

"Hftubqu? What is it?" Painhurs was once again confused by an unknown word. The well-informed Magnus, on the contrary, made a sound of sudden realization.

"Ah, it means the secret police. The word translated into your world is probably equivalent to ghost things like Jinyiwei and Gestapo." The little devil lay on the soft sheepskin, lazily

The left leg was cocked, and the slender scorpion tail, like delicate tentacles, rolled up a roll of unopened parchment paper from the ground.

"Yes! Do you understand the ability of the predator [old enemy]?" Sigritte bent down his horse's hoof and took out a simple scroll from the clothes that fell on the ground. Quickly approaching Painhurs, the snow peak with a full grip, accompanied by her movements, shook and slapped together, rippling circles of fragrant flesh-colored ripples.

"You put on your clothes first." Painhurs sighed in embarrassment.

"I know that in order to better hunt and kill the enemy, the predators will conduct thorough research on the enemy's living habits and body structure, and record them from generation to generation. Most of the predators choose orcs, goblins, Elves, or humans, as the object of [old enemy].

Some people say that being targeted by a predator who has listed oneself as a [rival] and knows oneself is the most terrifying thing in the world. "

Sigrit, who failed in the temptation of beauty, reluctantly put on her clothes. Speaking of mind, a powerful and terrifying force, Pain Hess, with every muscle curve on the horse, is perfect and moving. He is the dream lover of almost all mares, let alone his coat, which is extremely rare. The pale face!

The black girl unfolded the quaint sheepskin scroll in front of Pain Hess. The acting chief glanced lightly, and her whole body was immediately soaked with sweat!

On that piece of paper, there was a detailed and terrifying unplanned drawing of the horses and horses, and countless small characters that recorded the weaknesses and habits of the horses and horses were densely packed with the entire paper!

"That's right, the predators of our Heihu clan seem to be plain and unremarkable on the surface, but in fact, everyone's [old enemy] choice is all, and only [people and horses]! There is absolutely no second choice!

The more elite the black looters, the more handy they will be when they kill their compatriots. The predecessor of our clan was a secret operation force dedicated to the removal of dissidents in ancient kingdoms. A hundred years ago, no one dared to rebel against the rule of the Supreme King. A large part of the reason was because they did not dare to face the terrifying edge of our black dog!

The highest-ranking elite members of the clan even learned and part-timed some rogue sneak attack skills. When dealing with the brothers and sisters who needed to be eliminated, each of them was a cruel and cold-blooded killing machine. "

"Wait! Other clans have also absorbed a lot of black looters!"

Painhurs had cold hands and feet, and his six limbs and hundreds of skeletons were soaked in cold sweat. The ancient kingdom is poisonous! Create an anti-personnel force? ! He had long understood the strength of the predator's [old enemy]. Being targeted by such a special anti-sagittarius predator, the horrible psychological pressure alone was enough to completely defeat some cowards.

"Don't worry. In addition to the anti-sagittarius feature, the loyalty of our clan is definitely among the best in the council. You are the first outsider to know the secrets of our clan. As long as I still shed my mother's blood, scattered everywhere. The members of the black lion will never betray their clan...but I am too young and too weak. Those old guys will not necessarily recognize my dominance."

"I understand. With this document you presented, you will have enough merit to become a member of the ruling class and get the good life you dream of." Painhurs took the parchment scroll with a smile. "Perhaps, on the bright side, you are just a hundred households, but your treatment is absolutely similar to that of ordinary chiefs! As long as you can guarantee, your black looter is absolutely loyal to the Bloodfury clan."

"Your wish will be the goal I have worked for all my life. Seriously, sometimes you talk and do things, sometimes you really look like elves or humans-use [have a spouse] as a reason to reject other girls ······Could Blood Fury is monogamous? A chief can’t have multiple spouses?

Forget it, goodbye! Remember, my courtship invitation is always valid! "

Sigrit knelt on four hooves and bowed to Painhurs. Like a child who had gotten his favorite toy, he rushed out of the camp happily.

"This kid..."

Pain Hess shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to continue working on the documents, a burst of sad and tactful music slowly enveloped the entire tent.

"Damn! He refused the black girl without hesitation! In case he also refuses me..."

It took a whole day before the water and rice entered, and hurried back to the Glory of Skerrit. Christian wanted to tell his love, but stopped outside the tent, behind a thin layer of beasts. Pi, staring at the acting chief a step away.

The fragile heart hidden under the arrogant appearance was shaken again because of the opponent's categorical rejection.

After a moment of stagnation, the black and slender fingers of the bard played a heartstring sorrowful movement. Accompanied by the beautiful dancing rhythm, they manipulated the power of arcane magic.

"call--"

A graceful figure suddenly flashed into the chief’s big tent. Painhurs was wondering who could bypass the guards and enter here. As a result, he just raised his eyes and saw that there was only endless tenderness in his tired eyes. .

The handsome and graceful body of a war horse, the delicate blood-colored coat, the black and secluded four hooves, like a waterfall of blood, the long and soft hair on the vertical waist, the graceful body with explosive power, the towering snowy peaks that are ready to come out, and There is that glamorous face full of enthusiasm and vivaciousness-that is the gloomy and introverted Christian, the biggest difference from her sister.

"Gram