Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Chapter 71



Chapter 63 : Looting, killing, enslaving, conquerin

Julian calendar year 399, ninth month, first day (month 1)

Gredinian Peninsula

The gentle, warm and moist sea breeze slowly brushed across a vast expanse of plump pasture. Let the green grass sea that can’t see the end, lower his emerald green slender waist slightly, revealing the endless white sheep like a vast galaxy. The magnificent and magnificent bright sunrise slowly climbed up the cloudless blue sky dome, spreading a large expanse of comfortable and pleasant golden sunlight for Gretinian Peninsula, shining the endless grassland into a splendid golden appearance.

Under the shining sun, the Ostrogoths began a new day of work. Some people carefully nurture the winter wheat that has just sprouted and is growing vigorously. Some people graze densely dense and gentle sheep like clouds all over the mountains and plains. Some people brought their fishing nets and harpoons, and took a small boat to go offshore fishing, a beautiful and prosperous look.

However, under this illusory prosperity, there is a deep bane of decline hidden: this group of hard-working barbarians does not have a healthy adult man. All the work falls on a group of young and healthy girls, and aging, young, and even disabled men.

The perennial military militants have allowed the Ostrogoths to lay down an entire Gredinian Peninsula, but they lacked enough manpower to defend this fertile land that had long been covered by corpses and blood.

“Snapped!”

Ankard was riding on a thin workhorse, and with his left arm, he pulled out the flexible leather whip wrapped around his waist, skillfully threw out a loud whip, and frightened the two sheep that deviated from the team. Back to the dense flock of sheep like a cloud.

“Damn, the little king conscripted all the good horses away, so I had to ride this inferior horse to herd the sheep.” The one-armed man complained cursingly. “Hmph, this old guy has to take a breath after running a few steps. It seems that I will be able to eat horse meat soon.”

“Okay, don’t complain.” Another healthy and beautiful girl, under the ewe’s vigilant gaze, gently stroked a cute and clingy newborn lamb. “I don’t know what happened recently. The king frantically mobilized his troops. In just three days, there have been two waves of cavalry in our village to get supplies. I don’t know what happened.”

“What can be the matter? The northern Visimiris fortress is impregnable. All the monsters in the peninsula have been slaughtered, and there is a small group of green-skinned orcs left to kill in the Kerch mountain area to the southeast. It’s safe.” Ankard shook his head, drove the steed under his hips, and walked in the grass that was enough to cover his waist.

Suddenly, the clear and loud sound of horseshoes, like endless drums, sounded from the north. The Goths in charge of the shepherd heard about the reputation, and saw the north, vaguely hundreds of cavalry wearing Gothic horn helmets, flying a golden flag with a blue background that symbolizes the Eastern Gothic kingdom, galloping fast enough Among the lush pastures that flooded his waist, he quickly approached himself.

“Didn’t the king’s cavalry just set out to the north? Why are they here again?”

The girl held the small and exquisite lamb and straightened up in confusion. The leading cavalry has a silver shoulder-length hair, and that strands of silky hair, accompanied by his galloping figure, are like thousands of fangs and clawed white snakes, fluttering freely in the wind.

This man did not wear a Gothic-style iron-cast horn helmet, but instead wore a gorgeous golden crown, the ingenious golden crown, which contrasted with his pale and supple shawl and long hair, and set off his ugly face, making him more beautiful Eye-catching.

“Something’s wrong! Isn’t that the old king’s crown?! I remember this thing was taken away by the hobgoblin!” A veteran frowned uncomfortably. Those blue-bottomed golden crown flags…seems to be stained with a trace of red blood.

At this moment, a warm sea breeze lowered the plump pasture. The Gothic herders did not see the horse’s neck or head that was pushed down because of the gallop. The scenery reflected in their azure blue pupils, on the contrary, is the sturdy waist of the human and the horse, and two slender and beautiful horse hooves!

This group of “cavalrymen” flying the flag of the Eastern Gothic flag is a half-man and half-horse monster!

“The horses! The horses have entered!”

The few herders immediately abandoned the flock, flogged the horse under the crotch, and fled to the south in a panic. Ankard pulled his daughter on the back of the horse, and the poor old horse was suddenly stressed by this, four hooves. The knee bends straight down!

“Stop the herders! Can’t let them go back to report!” Seeing the disguise was revealed, Pain Hess led three hundred tall and sturdy men and horses, turning into a swift and wild war storm in a vast sea of ​​fertile grass! How could the herders’ bad horses run past these energetic monsters?

The tops of wooden poles, the training arrows wrapped in soft cloth, and the flexible ropes soaked in animal fat, are like torrential rain covering the sky and the sun. The sky above the herdsmen’s heads is obscured. The siege hammer slammed hard, and his eyes went dark in pain, and he completely lost consciousness.

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“How is the harvest?” Paying a sigh of relief looking at the dozens of herders who were **** and fell on the ground, shivering, and the gentle sheep behind them like clouds and mountains and plains.

After being separated from the other three monster clans that look close to each other in the fortress of Vichymiris

With the Bloodfury Clan, he headed south along the coastline and looted three fishing villages in one go, plundering countless livestock, food, metals and slaves. Finally brought the people out of poverty and famine.

The empty wine barrels in the clan were once again filled with goat milk waiting to be fermented. The empty table was filled with fat and oily barbecue again. There are hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep and other livestock nowadays! Under the prosperity, the clan restored the slave system that was temporarily abandoned during the White Disaster period because of insufficient food.

“We are rich! Acting Chief! The number of sheep in the mountains and plains is at least 10,000! More than the previous three villages combined! The more you go south here, the warmer and richer the land becomes!” Curonia’s pupils changed. Became the shape of a gold coin. “Gredinian is really a good place. The human beings are rich and oily. The words “kindness” are nice and sound. I really like it here.”

“Damn monster! Don’t be proud of it for too long! The brave and combative King Cavalry will avenge us!” The girl with tied hands and feet looked at the pale white horse stubbornly and shouted in lingua franca.

“King cavalry? You mean those heavy cavalry?” Painhurs raised the Gothic flag he had snatched from his hand, smiled and moved away his pale and huge body, revealing hundreds of fine horses responsible for consignment behind him. ——Dozens of Gothic barbarians wearing chain mail and swollen noses were also **** with their hands and feet, and placed on horsebacks as slaves.

“This—” The girl opened her eyes in horror, and she was glamorous in her mind. She was defeated as a heroic heavy cavalry like a **** descending from the earth?

“On the grassland is our world! These Gothic barbarian horses are not stable, and they are far behind the orcs’ wolf riders and Skugs, as well as the Roman cavalry.”

Looking at the incredibly funny face of human beings, Curonia gave a disdainful smile. From the cloak completely woven with black eagle feathers, a thick arm covered with scars stretched out, letting a hideous black shadow slowly land on his strong forearm, two sharp eagle claws, deeply penetrated Predator leader, among the thick fur armguards.

“The acting chief!” After listening to the eagle’s words for a while, a greedy smile bloomed on Kuronia’s sullen face. “My eagle has found these herders’ villages! It’s just west, less than six kilometers away from us!”

“Okay, Curonia, this time it’s your turn to stay, take care of the supplies and packhorses, and the others will follow me!” Painhurs skillfully arranged the tasks of the tribe. Let Curonia take 40 predators with eagle partners, and 60 clan herders, staying to take care of the looted sheep, and more than 500 fine horses for transportation. He took the remaining two hundred powerful men and horses, and slew to the west in a mighty manner.

Several consecutive extremely successful plunders allowed Painhurs to quickly establish his own prestige within the Bloodfury clan. Under the command of the pale white horse, the members of the clan who have become wealthy become more and more convinced of the choices he made, and are more and more willing to obey his orders.


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