After handling a lot of official duties, Marin returned to the harem and visited the pregnant Felis. Marin went to find his son Caesar.
Hadn't seen each other for half a year, Caesar and Marin's relationship became much more unfamiliar. It was not until he blew his beard that Caesar recognized that the person in front of him was his "rake"...
Looking at his adorable son, Marin liked him so much. However, while playing, Marin suddenly heard the little Caesar shouting:
"Master, I want to ride a horse..." Then, he looked at Marin's back eagerly...
Marlin's face suddenly turned dark - this brat actually wanted to treat me as a big horse, and the little PP itched?
After Angela explained, Marin realized that the game "Ride Horse" was invented by Marin's fake father-in-law, Old Nelson, on the surface.
Old Nelson knew that he was a fake father-in-law, so he naturally did his duty. However, in order to confuse the outside world, at Marin's request, Old Nelson and his wife would go to the palace to visit their "daughter" and "grandson" once a month.
Because he was a fake father-in-law and mother-in-law, the old Nelson and his wife were naturally full of flattery towards Angela and Caesar. So, in order to please Caesar, the old Nelson fell down and acted as a "master" for Caesar. Not to mention, this game is very popular with Caesar. Then, facing Marin, Caesar actually wanted to ride on a ride...
Although Marin liked his son, he rejected Caesar's request. As the king of a country, he was ridden by his son. If it was spread, it would be embarrassing.
Moreover, Marin has always believed that boys should not be too pampered. Some rude requests should be rejected when they should be disguised. When they should be cleaned up, they should not be lenient. Otherwise, they will easily become a disaster when they grow up.
Many hooligan scumbags are actually spoiled by their parents. When they see their children make mistakes, they don’t correct or educate them. Over time, they will become extremely self-centered bastards.
Therefore, after rejecting Little Caesar's unreasonable request, seeing that Little Caesar's eyes were filled with tears, Marin ignored it. Even when Little Caesar was about to "sing his voice", Marin stretched out his hand and glared Little Caesar with a threatening look. Then, Little Caesar did not dare to howl...
"Rakes were broken..." When Marin left, he vaguely heard the little Caesar's whisper of protest from behind. Hearing this, Marin almost fell accidentally - Damn, I went out to fight for you, but I actually got you "Rakes were broken"... No, I'm injured...
When he came to Felice's room, Marin sought comfort for a while. However, Felice was pregnant, and Marin could not do anything to her. He wanted to do something with Angela, but little Caesar always made trouble and did not give Marin a chance...
"Boy, I have to find you a wet nurse like Mama Rong, and then stab you with needles every day..." Bored, Marin visited his war horse carr at the stables in the depression area.
Unexpectedly, Carl didn't have time to pay attention to him. He was looking for a mare and doing something shameful. Seeing Marin coming, he didn't have time to pay attention to Marin. Instead, he just sniffed and continued to have sex with Mama...
"Damn... am I abandoned by the whole world?" Marin was stunned.
Then, he had to go to drink with two Mongolian men, Morigen and Bater...
It was a coincidence that Morigen and Bartel were drinking, and then Marin took a cup and joined in...
The two Mongolian men drank whiskey from Scotland, which is one of the few spirits in Europe. As for the beer produced in Germany, the two Mongolian uncles said that the degree is too low and we can't get used to it...
Although they have medical alcohol in their hands and can make up strong alcohol. However, the alcohol has lost its aroma and only the alcohol smell is left, and it is unhappy to drink it. It still has to be brewed wine that makes it feel like it when you drink it.
In response, Marin told them that when the sugarcane production in Grenada is high, he can find someone to brew a spirit called "rum" with an intensity similar to whiskey, but it has a sweet fragrance.
The two men were naturally full of joy and urged Marin to quickly get out this good wine...
As he drank, Mo Rigen suddenly asked:
"Sir, I heard that the Great Khan of Crimea Mongkogirekhan gave you 100 Mongolian horses?"
"Yes, when I was on the mission to Crimea, Mongkogirekhan did give me 100 Mongolian horses. Of course, it was not a pure Mongolian horse, but a Mongolian horse that was mixed with local horses in Eastern Europe. The real Mongolian horse is not that tall..."
"Sir, you are really knowledgeable. Do you know that the Mongolian horses on the Mongolian grassland are shorter?" Morigen and Bater were both surprised. They came from the Mongolian grassland, so they naturally knew that the original Mongolian horses were shorter. However, Malin had never been to China, so how could he know...
"Didn't you say more? My teacher Einstein has traveled all over the world, and there is nothing he doesn't know..." Marin was just a slap in the blame, and Einstein was firmly responsible...
"Mr. Ai is indeed knowledgeable!" Morigen and Bartel were full of admiration.
"Haha, I have all raised those 100 Mongolian horses in Oldenburg. Those are uncastrated horses and can be bred. I'm still waiting to get more Mongolian horses from Eastern Europe in the future."
Morigen and Bartel were both a little strange, Bartel asked:
"Sir, even the Mongolian horses in Crimea will be shorter in height by the horses riding by you Europa. Generally speaking, Europa people don't like that kind of horse. Are you?"
"That kind of tall horse is only useful for knights wearing plate armor. However, since the musket appeared, knights wearing plate armor will inevitably die. Therefore, it is better to develop light cavalry. Light cavalry does not need tall horses, but Eastern European and Mongolian horses are enough."
After a pause, Marin said again:
"And, the most powerful thing about Mongolian horses is that they are easy to raise. Just put them on the grassland and eat some grass. They are not as delicate as European horses, they have to eat oats..."
"Sir, I'm very good at it!" Morigen and Bartel both admired it, really admired it, not flattering it.
"Of course, why can you Mongolians pull out hundreds of thousands of cavalry at any time? Isn't it because Mongolian horses are resistant to rough feeding? Like Europeans, those who raise war horses with fine feed are too expensive and difficult to reach scale. Ordinary countries cannot raise tens of thousands of cavalry at all. In the whole of Western Europe, tens of thousands of cavalry can be raised, and only a few countries such as France can't afford to raise so many war horses. However, Crimea, like a poor ghost, can easily raise 40,000 elite cavalry. Why? Isn't it because Mongolian horses are easy to raise?"
"Yes, after hearing what you said, I missed the arrival of Mongolian horses. I remember that on the Mongolian prairie, our brothers rode Mongolian horses, drank horse milk wine, and fell asleep with wild Mongolian girls... How missed it..." Bater said nostalgically.
"Well, I really want to go back to the Mongolian grassland to take a look..." Mo Rigen also sighed.
"Don't think about it, the Chahar tribe is in its prime. You are enemies of the Chahar tribe. When you go back, you will probably be wrapped in a blanket like Zamuhe and let the horses trampled on it..."
Speaking of this, both Mongolian men were silent...
"By the way, since you like Mongolian horses, why don't I put those 100 Eastern European Mongolian horses in the horse farm in the north of the city, and you can see what you want from time to time? In this way, riding a Mongolian horse can relieve your homesickness." Marin suddenly remembered that the two Mongolian doctors in front of him were a combination of human and veterinary medicine. Even in veterinary medicine, it may be the best in the world... If the horses were taken care of, there would be no problem...
"Uh... Sir, we are court doctors now... But we can ask our disciples to take care of those horses. When it's okay, we also want to ride a ride..."
"No problem, I will order a new horse farm to build on the grassland east of the city to raise Mongolian horses." Marin understood very well that the disciples Morigen and Bater mentioned were not those poor students who were sent to castrate pigs, but those who were top students. Only those who were top students, Morigen and Bater were willing to admit that they were disciples. As for those poor students, they were unwilling to admit that they were registered disciples...
There were two academic masters who valued by them to take care of the Mongolian horses, which made Marin feel relieved. To be honest, Marin really envious of the Mongolians and Tatars who could easily add tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of cavalry to the war ability. This ability was a bit scary.
Although Mongolian horses have the disadvantages of short legs and slow sprinting speed, they cannot withstand the number of numbers and the cost of raising them is extremely low. With the advantage of the number of cavalry, you can even pile up to death.
The later rising Russian Empire also relied on this Eastern European Mongolian horse, which was later called the "Don Hippo", and the matching Cossack cavalry, to occupy the entire Siberia and the Central Asian prairie, and extended its vicious hand to China.
If I had relied on those delicate horses in Europe, I would have been frozen to death before I could finish Siberia...
For example, the Arabian horse, which was popular in later generations, has fast speed and endurance, but it is not cold-resistant. Those rich people in the north who bought Arabian horses would have to lock them in the house and turn on the heating to keep warm in winter. If they were placed in the wild, they would have to freeze to death...
Only authentic Mongolian horses, as well as Eastern Europe Mongolian horses, can adapt to the cold winters of Siberia and northern China.
Chapter completed!