"Is it more than one thousand?" Yuan Tan asked as he looked at the pope, "You are sure there are so many."

The Pope nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, very well-behaved. She had asked clearly before that there were more than a thousand, and they still had Celtic horse farms.

"Go and take her to copy books." Yuan Tan glared at the pope who was still smirking, turned his head to Wen and said, "Let her copy the entire set of records of the Grand Historian."

"No." The Pope lay on the ground on the spot, just about to roll on the spot. There were so many records of the Grand Historian, especially the bamboo slip version, which was full of rooms. It would be fatal to copy it once.

"You can forget such a big thing." Yuan Tan glared at the Pope again, "What do you want you to do? Eat all day long, your mind needs to be running."

"But you said to support me." The Pope supported the ground with his hands like a cat, raised his head, looked at Yuan Tan, and then tilted his head left and right.

"Take it away, take it away, take it away quickly, I have a headache." Yuan Tan said angrily. This little wife can make people angry. "It's up to you, let her copy books."

"No." The Pope screamed bitterly, but because he supported the ground with both hands, he was much closer to the snacks on several tables. He habitually bite a piece and ate it. Yuan Tan was stunned. What kind of little wife did I raise? Hold it away, and drag it away for me quickly.

Wen took the Pope and left quickly. After all, Yuan Tan was not angry about such a big thing because of the intermittent mental retardation of the Pope. As for the fight today, the Pope must have to copy books. However, when Wen took the Pope away, the Pope took the tea plate away. Seeing this, Yuan Tan couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Have I abused my little wife? Why did I see my little wife whenever I saw her? As long as there is food next to her, she must eat it? Isn’t there enough food in the kitchen?

"I'll inform the Knights and tribe masters of Celtic, I have something to ask." After Wen dragged the Pope away, Yuan Tanping regained his mentality and informed the guards on the side to ask him to go to Celtic to ask the person in charge to come.

In Yuan Tan's long-term feelings, the Pope had a certain problem of intermittent mental retardation. Of course, it may also be because it is a complex of evil gods. It is really impossible to determine which brain is in charge of the matter, so the Pope's behavior is always a bit unrestrained at important moments.

Therefore, even if the Pope said that she had seen such a tall war horse, and that the Celtics had raised taller war horses than this, Yuan Tan also needed to send someone to re-determine. Even if the Pope always aims at it, this matter is too important after all, and it is better to be more steady.

"Yes, Master." The guard bowed his hand and then quickly went to pass the order.

"I'll ask how the food in the kitchen is managed." After Yuan Tan arranged the main business, he couldn't help but wonder when he remembered the tea tray that Stena had to take away when she was dragged away. Is our old Yuan family so uneasy that he can't even have enough food in the side room? When he left, he even took away the snacks. Is this a refugee who fled the famine? Is the Yuan family so miserable?

Yuan Tan admitted that he was so miserable in the early years. After all, the conditions were difficult at that time and such a style was required. But now, Yuan Tan's little wife is actually in such a state of not having enough food. If this is reported, it is probably because they have to say that the Yuan family is not good.

Soon the attendant brought a report, saying that he had marked the food of Stina in detail in recent times, including breakfast-morning tea-lunch-nack-dun tea-dip-dinner-late snack-fruit.

Yuan Tan fell into silence. Is there anything wrong with this little wife? She ate more than the rest of their family combined.

"Go, let your wife stare at it and copy the historical record twice." Yuan Tan greeted the maid beside him. The maid bowed and left, and Yuan Tan fell into thinking, why?

"Ah, I have to copy it twice..." The Pope, who was in Wen's boudoir and did not want to copy things, was completely depressed after hearing the orders from Yuan Tan, who was spread by the maid.

"It's okay, take your time, my husband didn't say anything about time." Wen's comforted Stina, and Stilla was on Wen's bed and took snacks from Wen's food box.

"Why do I think you are getting more and more edible now?" Wen Shi looked at the pope who was lying straight, and then looked at the other party with a small snack, and her cheeks were swelling. She asked strangely, remembering that the pope didn't eat so well before.

"I don't know either." The Pope said with resentment, "I shouldn't have eaten so many ancient gods of the underworld. After eating, the other things I eat feel unnutrition."

"Who told you to eat randomly at that time, and finally you became fat." Wen pinched the pope's shoulder blades and found that the meat was less, "and he actually became thinner."

When the Pope heard this, he collapsed helplessly on Wen's bed, and even his head was buried in the quilt. She also discovered such a problem, and she seemed to be being tricked.

"Why don't you go hunting seals by yourself?" Wen suggested that the Pope flew to the Arctic Ocean for a while to pick up seals that had landed on the ashore. It may be because of environmental problems. The Pope can pick up seals with internal energy leaving the body from time to time and bring them back for extra meals. However, now it is rare to do this.

"Hunting seals is very tiring and you have to fly far. Besides, it doesn't make much sense for me to eat seals now." The Pope buried his head in a quilt and said in a perfunctory tone.

"I've become much lazy." Wen pushed the Pope, and the Pope hummed twice. He was not in Great Britain, and he wouldn't have to eat if he didn't work. Now she is raised by someone.

On the other side, Yuan Tan was asking the Celtic Knight one by one, and finally confirmed that Celtic did have such a super strong horse. He also specifically asked several Celtics who had seen Sharmas, and then took them to the stable to completely determine the accuracy of the news.

"Go and notify General Chunyu and General Gao to come." Yuan Tan left Celtic's insider in the mansion and quickly asked someone to inform Chunyu Qiong and Gao Gan to come.

After all, this matter is different from others and belongs to the world that has a significant impact on the future development of the Yuan family. Therefore, Yuan Tan did not intend to notify others, but instead directly found the most core and most reliable subordinates.

Needless to say, Chunyu Qiong is a general with a deep friendship with Yuan Shao, and he has already become a very good commander, while the senior official is Yuan Shao's nephew and Yuan Tan's cousin. His abilities are not too bad. With this relationship, Yuan Tan is very at ease.

Gao Gan and Chunyu Qiong came very quickly. After all, after retreating from the front to rest, these two people came to guard Sizhao City.

"Your Majesty." The two of them bowed to Yuan Tan. After Yuan Tan replied with a half gift, they invited them to take their seats.

"You have seen the stable, and you have read the evaluation report?" Yuan Tan did not mean to delay and went straight to the point. After so many years, Yuan Tan knew very well that some things have been made, so that they can be implemented quickly. If you can do it, don't delay at all.

Yuan Tan will never miss such an event that determines the fate of the Yuan family. Compared with execution, after streamlining the structure, even if Yuan Tan is tired, he can guarantee super high execution.

"If this kind of divine horse can be armed, it will be enough to force Rome to retreat by surprise." Chunyu Qiong did not look cynical at this time. Before the Industrial Revolution, the cavalry was the king of the battlefield. As long as this kind of divine horse can be armed, it will be enough to change the situation of the battle.

"Although explosive power is middle and lower among all war horses, its endurance, strength, and body shape are too terrible, and its cold resistance is very exaggerated. It can definitely create extremely excellent results when used to form heavy cavalry in winter." The high-ranking cavalry said seriously.

Sharma is very cold-resistant and will grow hair by itself in winter. Although this process requires a lot of food, after the temperature of the horse drops to a certain level, not only will it grow a long layer of hair, but it will also grow horse velvet.

In fact, when fighting in Eastern Europe, the reason why the Ninth Spanish Legion led by Tachito performed poorly was that the Arabian horses were desert horses. Although they were somewhat cold-resistant, they had to see what the so-called cold was.

It can still withstand it at minus twenty degrees, but it will be fatal if it is minus fifty degrees.

Zhang He's heavy cavalry guard is not the peak in Eastern Europe, because the heavy cavalry guard's war horses have been restricted and can only use Mongolian horses. In comparison, in reality, the larger Mongolian horses weigh only one-third of the Sharma.

Even if there is a change in the essence of heaven and earth, the size of the Mongolian horse is still relatively small among these top war horses. However, the only horse breed that the Han Dynasty has mastered that can burst out enough combat power within minus forty degrees Celsius is the only Mongolian horse.

So even though Zhang He's heavy cavalry guards can become stronger, they are limited by the actual situation and can only exert 70% of their combat effectiveness.

This is also the reason why Yuan Tan's eyes shine when he saw this thing. Other heavy cavalrymen ran at full speed and turned around and broke their legs, but the horse's hooves were almost as thick as normal people's thighs. As long as they didn't turn very roughly, there would be no big problem.

Therefore, this thing must be obtained. Whether the Yuan family can stand firm in Eastern Europe, to be honest, it depends on whether the horse is powerful or not.

"I need you to organize an elite team. There cannot be too many, but you must have strong abilities. Starting from the Arctic Ocean, heading to Great Britain, and bringing back all the horses from the Celtic horse farm. There is the Roman territory there. We will definitely be exposed if we go there, so there is only one chance." Yuan Tan said seriously at Chunyu Qiong and the senior officials.

"How many Roman troops were there in Great Britain?" Chunyu Qiong had begun to seriously consider this issue because he knew very well that this might be their chance to soar into the sky.
Chapter completed!