The Rise of the European Emperor

After dealing with a bunch of official duties, Marin returned to the harem. After visiting Ferris who was pregnant, Marin went to find his son Caesar.

We haven't seen each other for half a year, and the relationship between Caesar and Marin has grown a lot. Caesar didn't recognize it until he hung his beard, and the person in front of him was his own "rake"...

Looking at his lovely son, Marin likes it. However, in the midst of the frolic, Marin suddenly heard little Caesar cry:

"Da Ma, I want to ride a big horse..." Then, looking at Marin's back eagerly...

Malin's face suddenly turned black. This stinky boy actually wanted to ride Laozi as a big horse. Is the little pp itchy?

As soon as Angela explained, Marin realized that the game of "riding a big horse" was played by Marin's fake father-in-law, old Nelson.

Old Nelson knew that he was a fake father-in-law, and naturally kept his duty. However, in order to confuse the outside world, at Marin's request, the old Nelson couple would go to the palace to visit their "daughter" and "grandson" once a month.

Because they were fake father-in-law and mother-in-law, the old Nelsons were naturally full of flattery towards Angela and little Caesar. So, in order to please little Caesar, old Nelson disregarded his face and got down on his knees to ride Caesar as a "big horse". Not to mention, this game is very popular with Little Caesar. Then, facing Marin, little Caesar actually had to ride a ride...

Although Marin liked his son, he refused Caesar's request. As the king of a country, being ridden by his son, it would be very humiliating if it spreads out.

Moreover, Marin has always believed that boys should not be too spoiled. Some rude requests should be rejected. When it's time to clean up, you can't be soft. Otherwise, when you grow up, it is easy to become a scourge.

Many hooligans are actually spoiled by their parents. Seeing children make mistakes, they do not correct and educate them. Over time, it becomes a very egoistic jerk.

Therefore, after rejecting little Caesar's unreasonable request,

Seeing the tears in Little Caesar's eyes, Marin still ignored it. Even when Little Caesar was about to "show his singing voice", Marin stretched out his hand and gave Little Caesar a threatening look. Then, little Caesar didn't dare to howl...

"The rake is broken..." When Marin left, he could vaguely hear Little Caesar's whispered protest from behind. Hearing this, Marin almost accidentally fell into something special. I didn't go out to fight the country because of you, but in exchange for you to say "Rake is broken"... No way, I was injured...

Coming to Ferris' room, Marin sought comfort for a while. However, Ferris was pregnant, and Marin couldn't do anything to her. Want to do something with Angela, little Caesar always makes trouble and doesn't give Marin a chance...

"Stinky boy, I have to find you a nurse like Mammy Rong, and then stab you with needles every day..." Bored, Malin visited his warhorse at the stables in the depressed area.

Unexpectedly, Carl didn't have time to pay attention to himself, he was looking for a mare and doing shy things. When I saw Marin coming, I didn't have time to pay attention to Marin, but just snorted, and then continued to have a relationship with Ma Meizi...

"I rub... Am I being abandoned by the whole world?" Marin was stunned.

Then, he had no choice but to go for a drink with two Mongolian men, Mozhigen and Batel...

Coincidentally, Mo Zhigen and Bartle were drinking, and then Marin took a cup and joined in...

The two Mongolian men were drinking whisky from Scotland, a rare spirit in Europe. As for the beer produced in Germany, the two Mongolian uncles said that the degree is too low, and we are not used to drinking it...

Although it is said that they have medical alcohol in their hands, they can make spirits. However, the alcohol has lost its aroma, and only the alcohol taste remains, which makes it uncomfortable to drink. It has to be brewed wine to feel it when you drink it.

In this regard, Marin told them that when the sugar cane production in Grenada is large, he can find someone to brew a spirit called "rum", which is similar in strength to whiskey, but with a sweet aroma.

The two big men were naturally full of joy, urging Marin to quickly get this good wine out...

Drinking and drinking, Mo Rigen suddenly asked:

"My lord, I heard that the great Khan of Crimea, Monggojirehan, gave you 1oo Mongolian horses?"

"Yeah, when I was on my mission to Crimea, Mongogiri Khan did send me 100 Mongolian horses. Of course, not pure Mongolian horses, but Mongolian horses mixed with local Eastern European horses. Really The Mongolian horse is not that tall..."

"Your Excellency is really knowledgeable, you know that Mongolian horses on the Mongolian grasslands are relatively short?" Mo Rigen and Batel were both surprised. They come from the Mongolian steppe, and naturally they know that the original Mongolian horses are relatively short. However, Marin has never been to China, how did he know...

"Didn't you say it more? My teacher Einstein has traveled all over the world, and there is nothing he doesn't know..." Marin was a pot, and he firmly put Einstein on his back...

"Mr. Ai is indeed knowledgeable!" Mo Zhigen and Battelle were full of admiration.

"Hehe, I kept all those 100 Mongolian horses in Oldenburg. Those are all uncastrated horses and can be bred. I'm still waiting to get more Mongolian horses from Eastern Europe in the future."

Both Morigen and Battelle were a little strange, and Battelle asked:

"My lord, even the Mongolian horses in Crimea are one head shorter than the big horses you ride in Europa. Generally speaking, Europas don't like that kind of ponies, are you? "

"That kind of tall horse is only used by knights in plate armor. However, since the advent of muskets, knights in plate armor will inevitably die. Therefore, it is better to use light cavalry. Light cavalry does not need tall horses, Eastern European Mongolian horses Just fine."

After a pause, Marin continued:

"Besides, the most powerful thing about Mongolian horses is that they are easy to care for. Just put them on the grassland and eat some grass. They are not as squeamish as European horses, but they have to eat oatmeal..."

"Your Highness!" Mo Zhigen and Battelle both worshiped, they really worshiped, not flattering.

"Of course, why can you Mongolians pull out hundreds of thousands of cavalry at any time? Isn't it just because Mongolian horses are resistant to rough feeding? Like Europeans, the cost of raising war horses with concentrated materials is too high, and it is difficult to scale. Ordinary A country can't gather tens of thousands of cavalry. The whole of Western Europe can gather tens of thousands of cavalry, and only a few countries such as France can't afford so many war horses. However, Crimea, like a poor ghost, can easily You can make up 40,000 elite cavalry, why? Isn't it because Mongolian horses are easy to raise?"

"Yeah, hearing you say this, I miss Mongolian horses too. Back then, on the Mongolian prairie, our brothers rode Mongolian horses, drank kumiss, and slept wild Mongolian girls... how... I miss you..." Battle said with nostalgia.

"Well, I really want to go back to the Mongolian prairie to have a look..." Mo Rigen also sighed.

"Don't think about it, the Chahar Department is in full swing. You are the enemies of the Chahar Department. When you go back, you will probably be wrapped in a blanket and crushed by the horses..."

Speaking of which, the two Mongolian men were silent...

"By the way, since you like Mongolian horses. Otherwise, I will put those 100 Eastern European Mongolian horses on the horse farm in the north of the city. How about you take a look at the area from time to time? In this way, riding a Mongolian horse can also relieve your homesickness. Love." Marin suddenly remembered that the two Mongolian doctors in front of him were a combination of human doctors and veterinarians. Even, in terms of veterinary medicine, it may be the best in the world... If you take care of the horses, it will be fine...

"Uh... Your lord, we are now court doctors... But we can let the disciples take care of those horses. When I have nothing to do, I also want to go for a ride..."

"No problem, I'll order a new horse farm to be built on the grass in the east of the city, specially for raising Mongolian horses." Marin knew very well that the disciples Mo Zhigen and Batel were talking about were not the ones who were sent to the pigs Castrated scumbag disciples, but those disciples of the tyrannical class. Only those Xueba disciples, Mo Zhigen and Battelle, would admit that they were disciples. As for those scumbag disciples, both of them are unwilling to admit it, they are only willing to say that they are named disciples...

The fact that there are two schoolmaster disciples who are valued by them to take care of those Mongolian horses can also be regarded as reassuring to Malin. To be honest, Marin really envied the war ability of the Mongols and Tatars to draw tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of cavalry casually. This ability is a little scary.

Although Mongolian horses have the shortcomings of short legs and slow sprinting speed, they cannot hold a large number and the cost of raising them is extremely low. Relying on the advantage of the number of cavalry, the heap can also kill you.

The Russian Empire, which rose later, also relied on this Eastern European Mongolian horse, which was later called "Don Horse", and its matching Cossack cavalry, occupied the entire Siberia and the Central Asian steppe, and also extended its poisonous hand to China. .

If you rely on those delicate horses in Europe, it is estimated that if you have not finished Siberia, you will freeze to death on the way...

For example, Arabian horses, which are popular in later generations, although fast, have good endurance. However, it is not cold-resistant. Those local tyrants in the north bought Arabian horses, and in winter they would be locked in the house to keep warm. If you put it in the wild, you must freeze to death...

Only authentic Mongolian horses, as well as Mongolian horses from Eastern Europe, can adapt to the harsh winters of Siberia and northern China.

After drinking, Marin left drunk. Early the next morning, Marin immediately sent someone to Oldenburg to give orders to bring back all the 100 Eastern European Mongolian horses. At the same time, in the east of Aurich, a new horse farm is also being built...

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