December 22, 1379, at morning.

Xiaobai ran forward with a loud sniff and joy.

The cold wind was howling and blowing in front of her, but Xiaobai could not feel the chill in the wind at all. A hooves the size of porcelain plates bombarded the ground heavily, making a dull loud noise. The ice cubes nearly an inch thick on the street were crushed by Xiaobai's hooves.

The municipal workers responsible for shoveling ice on the road all looked at Xiaobai running wildly in awe.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Qiao Qi was on Xiaobai's back, constantly scolding him softly, and at the same time, he kept holding the reins, which made the big guy who was a little proud of himself in the stable for a while and slowed down as soon as he went out.

But Qiao was reluctant to use great strength to tighten the reins. Xiaobai was breathing heat and spraying white foam from his mouth. The reins were tightened slightly. It turned around, tilted its head and glared at Qiao fiercely, and then sniffed heavily to express dissatisfaction.

Qiao relaxed the reins slightly, and the guy let out a cheerful roar and ran forward with all his might.

Gorkin led a large group of people to chase after Joe.

The war horses they rode were also the beach horses of excellent blood that were purchased from the northern border of the empire for a large amount of money. Compared with ordinary war horses, this kind of beach horse has an average shoulder height of more than one foot. Whether it is short-distance charge or long-distance journey, it is a good player.

However, in front of the Dragon Horse Xiaobai, who was extremely energetic and had a much larger bloodline than ordinary war horses, these horses could only breathe heavily, run away and sweat all over, and could only follow behind and eat dust from afar.

"This guy Qiao... Ice Field Dragon Horse... Bastard, those stingy guys from Lucia, how could they willingly give Qiao a Ice Field Dragon Horse? Qiao, is he catching their little braids?"

Gorkin shouted loudly, envious and annoyed: "Damn Lucian, this guy has been slandered... Otherwise, if you use it as a seed - horse, the Vitu family can have another good business."

Mr. Si Gengsi wrapped his whole head in a hood, leaving a gap near his nose to breathe. Hearing Gorkin's complaint, Mr. Si Gengsi coughed lightly: "Gorkin, Master Qiao said that he would go to St. Maya Cathedral to buy a magic potion to reborn Xiaobai... his residual limbs."

"This is just a problem with gold coins. The problem with gold coins is obviously not a problem for Young Master Qiao." Mr. Si Gengsi giggled: "It's a pity that we only have Xiaobai, one stallion. If we breed other horse breeds, the quality of the descendants is obviously not as good as the pure Ice Field Dragon Horse... If we can get a group of pure blood, Ice Field Dragon Horse's mares..."

Gorkin's eyes were a little unstable. He glanced towards the northeast and whispered: "Ah, divine potion, isn't it... a group of mares... it's not like, I can't get it, uh!"

Gorkin and Mr. Sigens quickly exchanged glances, then looked back and followed Marcos, Big Ivan sitting in a four-wheeled carriage. Like Marcos, Big Ivan was too big and too heavy, and they couldn't find a war horse that suits them.

"He must be, he is happy. There is no warrior who doesn't like a really good horse." Gorkin snapped his fingers.

"He will definitely be happy..." Mr. Si Gengsi took out a few dry chestnuts from his sleeve and handed them to Baku, a monkey who was lying on his saddle and trembling in the cold wind: "This guy is not a kind person, and there is nothing he dares to do."

Gorkin laughed a few times, and the horse whip in his hand thrust hard in the air, making a crisp "pop" sound.

The war horse, who was already running under his seat, accelerated his speed again when he heard the sound.

In front, Qiao, who had already exceeded most of the miles, finally made Xiaobai's head hard and punched Xiaobai in the head, then tightened the reins hard. Xiaobai, who was running so excitedly, stopped unwillingly, tilted his head, slanted his eyes, and stared at Qiao sitting on his back.

In a sudden attack, this bad guy suddenly had his neck long and blew at a four-wheeled carriage passing by.

The nearly 100 four-wheeled carriages are all widened and lengthened convertible trucks, with huge baskets placed on them, filled with frozen cabbage, frozen radish, frozen pears and other goods.

Xiaobai's teeth were very good. He took out a frozen pear from the basket in one bite. The frozen pear that was as hard as an iron lump was pressed up and down by its two rows of sharp teeth. "Crack, Crack" and was chewed to pieces in a few seconds.

"This...sir..." The driver shouted. Several erectile dynasties on the car looked at the major uniforms on Qiao, then looked at Gorkin and others who were rushing to come from behind. They took two steps back one by one, and did not dare to say anything.

"Bastard!" Qiao slapped Xiaobai's melon skin hard, took out two gold coins, and threw them to the driver of the car: "Sorry, this guy has a bad personality...but, it's a good horse."

In the imperial capital in winter, the prices of vegetables, fruits and melons soared. Even the prices of frozen pears are about ten times that of fresh fruits when they were on the market in autumn. However, two gold coins with a face value of hardware marks can almost buy a few baskets of frozen pears.

The coachman and the workers smiled happily, and hurriedly saluted Qiao, and drove the carriage to continue moving forward.

Xiaobai chased after him for two steps, opened his mouth, and took a frozen cabbage from the basket.

"Bastard!" Qiao slapped the guy again, then looked behind him with malicious intentions: "Bastard, I was going to get you a magic potion before the New Year to regenerate the parts you lack."

"Now, I have changed my mind... Wait until spring, I will take you to the ranch outside the city, so that you can watch your brothers and brothers live happily in the spring... It makes you envious, jealous and hateful, and make you cry and beg me!"

Xiaobai gnawed the frozen cabbage in big mouthfuls, but his body shivered for no reason.

Gorkin rushed up with the people. He looked at Xiaobai, who was calm and calm and had no drop of sweat on his body, and said sincerely: "What a good horse, what a good guy... Joe, you have really good luck."

Joe tightened the reins and walked forward side by side with Gorkin.

Gorkin kept looking at Xiaobai enviously, and he muttered in a low voice: "Okay, this time I'm back, it really makes me sad and haggard... It's okay for this horse, look at that little guy Weima... he actually said that I'm like a stray dog!"

"The little bastard with no conscience, I really shouldn't have brought her sweets back without telling it... Ah, her baby teeth were rotten, and I was beaten... What a little bastard with no conscience, how long have I left home? She couldn't recognize me!"

Gorkin whispered in disappointment, complaining like an old lady full of unjust.

Qiao 'Ka' smiled, and he patted Gorkin's shoulder hard: "Okay, okay, didn't Weima give you a warm hug later? The sweets you secretly brought her were not in vain..."

"But it's no wonder that when you left home to join the army, Weima was only six years old... She could still think you looked familiar with it, which was not easy... You know her childhood problem. She could clearly call out the names of each dog, but she still couldn't remember the names of the maids in the family!"

"She said you look like a stray dog...Tsk, look, how much she likes you! She loves those big dogs the most."

Joe smiled so happily.

Gorkin's face turned blue with anger. He waved the whip hard, thinking about whether to teach this guy a lesson.

However, after considering what Qiao had thought of on the battlefield of Lanyin Corridor, he could compete head-on, or even kill the extraordinary terrifying strength of the sixth-level Wolf Temple, Gorkin curled his lips, but waved the whip hard, and bared his teeth at Qiao intimidatingly.

The brothers were talking and laughing, and they walked along the street. At about 10 a.m., they arrived at the gate of Hydra Palace. Following the landscape path next to the moat outside Hydra Palace, about a mile away. In the northwest corner of Hydra Palace, surrounded by a large black pine forest, there are several large buildings with gray appearances and inconspicuous appearances. The Imperial Army Department arrived.

After several extremely strict inspections, only Joe and Gorkin were allowed to enter the Army Department, and Mr. Sigens and others who accompanied him stayed outside and waited.

Building 1 of the Imperial Army Department, a traditional Derren Empire, square, and only three floors high. Each floor is about a thousand feet long and wide. Joe and Gorkin were led by two colonel officers and arrived all the way to a hall on the top floor covering an area of ​​nearly one acre.

In the middle of the bright hall, there was a huge oak conference table wearing only an iron gray shirt, a military coat wrapped around it, a hat tiltedly, and a cigarette roll in his mouth, standing by the table, holding a huge coffee cup in his hand.

At the conference table, more than a dozen Imperial Army generals stood or sat. In front of them were kraft paper file bags like hills. On those thick file bags, scarlet "top secret" logos were extremely dazzling.

"Ah, you are here." Salian heard the sound of the door opening, raised his head and greeted Joe and Gorkin: "It seems that the young man is in good spirits. He was planning to let you rest for a few more hours... But since he has come, don't waste time."

Salian straightened his body with a coffee cup that was enough to hold a liter of water in his hand and placed it heavily on the conference table.

More than a dozen Imperial Army generals put down the file bags in their hands, squinted their eyes, their eyes like swords and wolfs, staring at Joe and Gorkin up and down.

"Then, let's talk about serious things...Gorkin, you are in the army and returning to the imperial capital in the direct subordinate of Lanyin Corridor."

"Can you do the training and control a new type of military reinforcement division within half a year?"

Gorkin's face suddenly turned red.

In the military organization of the Delun Empire, a military chief officer of a "division" must have the rank of major general!

He himself was just a lieutenant colonel, and he was already the youngest lieutenant colonel in the Imperial Army.

Salian asked him to train a reinforcement teacher?

The concept of strengthening the division is that the soldiers under their jurisdiction are at least 15 times that of ordinary full-scale divisions!

Moreover, it is a reinforced division using new ordnance!

Such a strengthening division's combat power can even beat an Imperial Army field army using old-style ordnance under the premise of sufficient logistics supply!

"Gorkin will definitely live up to what His Highness hopes!"

Gorkin stood at attention and gave an extremely standard military salute to Salian.

Salian nodded, then pointed at Joe.
Chapter completed!