After leaving the commander's office and walking for a while, Zhao Tong looked back at Yao Pingzhong.

I saw Yao Pingzhong holding the yellow horse, stroking its mane from time to time, and muttering something in a low voice.

Zhao Tao looked at the yellow horse and couldn't recognize its breed for a long time. He could recognize ordinary famous horses. Even if it was not a famous horse, he could tell at a glance whether it was a good horse or an ordinary horse.

He had been looking at the yellow horse for a long time when it was on the horse gallery. It had long hair, skinny skin, and lacked energy. The only remarkable thing about it was that its eyes were quite agile. As for the rest, it was just ordinary.

"Yao Meng, what's so famous about this horse?" Zhao Tong asked.

"Master, this horse is Qu Huang, one of the eight horses." Yao Pingzhong was stunned. He knew that Zhao Tong knew horses, but why couldn't he recognize Qu Huang?

"Quhuang?" Zhao Tao stopped and looked at him and said: "This is not Quhuang, you might as well say it is Huang Huangma!"

Although Qu Huang is also a yellow horse, he is not that yellow. Qu Huang's coat color is close to the white and bright yellow of a sweaty horse. Even if he is down and out, he will not be this apricot yellow.

If it were Qu Huang, no matter what he looked like, Zhao Tong would definitely recognize him.

As for the yellow gelding, although the color is close to this yellow horse, the yellow gelding has white spots, located on the belly and ribs. The most important thing is that the yellow gelding has white hair on its head, which is round in shape like a full moon, so it is also called "Xiliang Yuding Hay Yellow"

”, and even if the horse is fed enough forage, the ribs of the yellow gelding are still exposed, so it is also nicknamed “Toothless Dragon”.

"Master..." Yao Pingzhong suddenly laughed: "This horse is indeed Qu Huang, but it has impure blood and has grown like this. So it is good to find such a horse in the horse gallery."

Zhao Tong said: "You are saying that this horse has Quhuang's bloodline, but it is not pure?"

Yao Pingzhong nodded and said: "That's it. Master, please take a look..."

As he spoke, he began to play with the yellow horse. The yellow horse lazily didn't care. It just had a pair of slightly protruding eyes and looked around following Yao Pingzhong's movements. From time to time, it lowered its head and stretched out its mouth to pluck Yao Pingzhong's hair.

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Yao Pingzhong searched for several characteristics of the horse and showed them to Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong thought about it and found that it was indeed Quhuang's unique characteristics, but these characteristics were relatively weak. If he were not very familiar with the horse and observed it carefully,

It cannot be discovered.

Yao Pingzhong said: "Master, although this Quhuang horse has impure blood, it is not comparable to ordinary horses. After all, it has the blood of Eight Horses. Although it looks thin now, it is because the horse master does not know how to feed it. I will feed it when I get back."

After a while, it will definitely become a magnificent horse!"

"Really?" Zhao Tong showed doubts in his eyes. The purer the bloodline of a famous horse, the better, because it can inherit the characteristics of this kind of horse to the greatest extent.

The so-called famous horses, in addition to their overall ability being higher than ordinary horses, must also have outstanding abilities in one of them. For example, some are good at running and can run thousands of miles a day, and some have extremely high endurance and can run all night without resting.

, some have ferocious temperaments and can even fight with their masters on the battlefield.

The bloodline of famous horses inherits these characteristics. Once the bloodline is impure and the bloodline is mixed, these characteristics will be weakened, and it is hard to say whether it will even turn into an ordinary war horse.

Therefore, a famous horse depends on whether its bloodline is pure or not.

Zhao Tong was deeply suspicious of Yao Pingzhong's words. He couldn't tell that this horse was of several generations of Quhuang blood, but no matter how many generations it was, it was impossible to have its original characteristics and advantages, and it was hard to say that it had even degenerated into an ordinary war horse.

Yao Pingzhong said: "Master, just wait and see. After I feed the fat, I will carefully explore the bloodline of this horse. Then I will train it hard. At least it will be better than that Qingfeng horse!"

The Qingfeng horse is the one that Duan Yichang gave to Zhao Tong. He brought it out during this expedition. The Qingfeng horse is not a famous horse, but a hybrid between a Dali horse and other horses. It has nothing to do with its bloodline.

That horse has no outstanding characteristics. Although it has a little more endurance than the ordinary Qingtang war horse, its upper limit has been reached, and Caiyunju can no longer breed a war horse that can surpass Qingfeng.

However, it only surpasses the Qingfeng horse, so Zhao Tong doesn't have much doubt. They are all within the category of ordinary war horses. The high points and low points actually don't matter much.

At this time, the yellow horse lowered its head and plunked Yao Pingzhong's hair. Yao Pingzhong reached out and pulled it: "Don't make trouble!"

After the yellow horse was pulled, he seemed a little unhappy. He suddenly opened his mouth and bit the hairpin on his head, and suddenly pulled it out. Yao Pingzhong's hairpin was just ordinary wood, neither silver nor jade. Seeing this yellow horse "Crack, click" and it was shattered into pieces after a few bites.

Yao Pingzhong's hair immediately fell down. He was stunned for a moment and then said angrily: "What are you doing, you beast!"

Zhao Tong frowned when he saw it. How could ordinary famous horses and BMWs behave like this? Not to mention being extremely aloof, they would definitely not do such a thing!

Yao Pingzhong cursed and punched the horse twice. The horse was in pain and suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed Yao Pingzhong's face with wood scum.

It turned out that the horse had chewed up the hairpin and held it in his mouth instead of swallowing it. At this time, it was mixed with saliva and sprayed in Yao Pingzhong's face.

Zhao Tong had a strange look on his face. He looked at the horse and saw that it kept snoring and struggling with the reins, as if it wanted to run behind him.

Yao Pingzhong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stretched out his hand and wiped his face. His eyes were twitching. He thought that he couldn't see anything like an animal. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "Master, look at this horse... it's so spiritual." Ah!"

Zhao Tao said with a straight face: "It is indeed spiritual. After you go back, feed it well and see if there are any of the characteristics of the canal after it is full. If so, it will prove that you have unique vision."

Yao Pingzhong lowered his head and said: "Yes, I know."

The two entered the city, and after identifying the direction, they went straight to the armory.

This armory is much more lively than the racecourse. From time to time, people from the army come to hand over and replace weapons, and people who have been to the racecourse before come to pick them up.

When he showed his identity in front of the warehouse door, he was invited in by two soldiers.

This arsenal is very large, and it is divided into two types: a large arsenal and a small arsenal. The large arsenal contains ordinary weapons, standard weapons, ordinary leather armors and the like.

Xiaoku has some better weapons and chain armors, but they are only better. To put it bluntly, they were all captured on the battlefield, and some of them are damaged.

Zhao Tong chose armor first, and the best among them was just the kind issued by the command of the Forbidden Army, so you can probably just pick one at random.

Then he picked up weapons. He came to Luzhou and brought the Black Sun Killing Gun, but the gun was too conspicuous and could not be displayed easily, so he wanted to find a similar one.

I just walked around this small warehouse and saw that most of the guns were made of iron and covered with wooden shafts. There were very few real iron guns and some were damaged. In the end, I had to find a gun with a slight crack on the head to deal with the problem.

After making the selection, the two went out and took the yellow horse at the door. Just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly came over: "Brother, it was that big man who beat me and took away the good horse I chose for my brother!"

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