There is meat, and there are herds of bison on the grassland that are no smaller than horses.
There is food, a key transit station here, which has enough grain storage, and there are also large areas of cultivated fertile land. There is also wine, although not much, it is definitely enough to drink. There is also a large amount of fish and a large amount of fruit.
The Watstu people understood that they would get military merits and would have a tribe distributed to them by ranches, and even silver and women.
But at present, facing the herd of tens of thousands of wild horses on the grassland, even the nation on the horse's backs, the Mongolians are in a dilemma. The huge wild horses are not so easy to subdue.
I have lived here for the second half of a month and have only subdued a few small-scale horses, at most one of which is only eight hundred horses.
Moreover, these horses are extremely fierce, and they are of high quality.
Luo Tong's face became more and more ugly, and the progress was too slow, and the thorned people felt huge pressure. Fortunately, Luo Tong did not urge them anymore, and Luo Tong personally felt the horror of tens of thousands of running wildly. Not to mention humans, even elephants were stepped on to death, and then they were trampled into meat paste.
"There is only the King of Fighting Horses."
A thorny Qiangu threw down a bunch of signs. This was a life-threatening thing. He found the horse king among tens of thousands of horses, and then relied on manpower to subdue the horse king, and then controlled the entire horse herd. This is the only way to deal with the horse herd. It has the greatest risk, but the greatest benefits.
Once it fails, the team responsible for subduing the Mawang will ensure that no one can come back alive.
When Luo Tong heard the report, he asked someone to send twenty Arab slaves, then a large bucket of Daming spirits, good beef, and a ranch authorization representing a tribe of 100 people in Australia.
"No matter whether it is successful or not, these will not be taken back." Luo Tong was stimulating the Watshu people. At this time, even if he still regarded the Watshu as half of the enemy in his heart, he would no longer use his official power to suppress it. When it comes to the time of hard work, he must use enough temptation to make them really dare to fight.
There are two types of horses in Africa. One is Northeast Africa, near the junction of desert areas and grasslands. Some people started using this horse as early as 3,500 years ago. Some people originally named it the Nile Hot Blood Horse. Some people used stallions in ancient Egypt, which are very difficult to tame.
The tits are at the junction of the East African grasslands and deserts, and the primitive herds of horses make them fanatical and nervous.
On the other hand, in Northwest Africa, the white-famous crane has a stable source of horses. This is known as the super light cavalry, the Baibu horse. Its characteristics are strong, strong endurance, fast speed, and fast reaction. There was once a very famous novel called King of Wind, which wrote the story of this kind of horse.
A horse like the wind.
When talking about this kind of horse, Liu Mingxuan looked dark in his camp.
Morocco was the territory of the Arabs. In the eyes of the Ming people, these people were part of the Ottoman Empire, and of course there were some differences. How big was the difference? The people of the Ming Dynasty could not tell the difference, but the Baiminghe couldn't figure it out. In short, the Baiminghe did not intend to reach out, so they gave it to Alfonso V of Portugal. But when Liu Mingxuan realized the benefits of this, he thought that Baiminghe was also confused.
One of the biggest reasons why Liu Mingxuan was unhappy was that he was.
Even if he is the admiral of the navy, he also hopes that his subordinates will have enough horses, especially such extremely fast light horses.
A duke from Portugal is negotiating with Liu Mingxuan.
"One horse only requires two muskets and long muskets." The price offered by the Portuguese is not expensive in a sense. After all, many people died, and wars in Northwest Africa consumed huge resources. After the African colonies were stolen by the Ming people, they needed a lot of supplies.
"Thirty thousand pieces, only ten thousand muskets. You can choose the rest." Liu Mingxuan replied with a cold face.
A clerk translated Liu Mingxuan's words, and the Portuguese were not very satisfied with this result, because musket combat has become a habit and is easier to train than bows and arrows. An excellent archer trains at least ten times as long as a musket, and it is not as lethal as a musket.
Of course. This refers to the Ming Dynasty's muskets, not their own.
"A noble general, if you don't have muskets, can you change some artillery? It's the cluster light artillery used to deal with enemy infantry or cavalry."
What the Portuguese wanted was to connect twelve gun barrels together, and one plate machine could shoot one after another. The diameter reached four centimeters, the paper shell was loaded, and a small platoon of the Ming Dynasty with an iron-packed tin shell. This weapon is definitely a top-notch weapon against cavalry.
The range is long and the density is high, especially for those enemies that charge against the group, it has great lethality.
"Do you want the Ottoman single-soldier musket?" Liu Mingxuan thought of the pile of spoils again.
The Ottoman musket had a diameter of about three centimeters, and according to the Ming Dynasty, it was only one inch. After obtaining this batch of spoils, the Ming people made a transformation, using front loadings. They were also small trumpets of cluster guns from the Ming Dynasty, and with the rear striking flintlock. This kind of gun was too heavy and the individual soldier could not lift it at all, so they carried a bracket.
"Yes!" The Portuguese have seen such guns, but the Spaniards have bought them. They have a slow firing rate and a long range.
In the hard negotiation process, just for 30,000 horses, Liu Mingxuan felt that he had paid a lot of money in this transaction. If he had been responsible for dealing with Morocco, then these horses would be spoils, not items that need to be traded now.
The result of the transaction was sent to Athens, and the white-known crane was speechless.
All wise generals like Liu Mingxuan are complaining, isn’t it a bad thing not to fight? It’s better to buy money than to trade human lives for it.
While thinking about how to call back, Caesar and Lan Hai actually came together. They had not even sent anyone to notify me before. When the two of them came, they were talking and laughing along the way.
"Two generals, what's so happy about it?" Bai Minghe took the initiative to meet him.
"Xiaobai, it's been more than a year since we've tried our best to figure out what the Ottomans want to do. They have lost many towns around the Aegean Sea. Of course, they don't care, because these are all occupied by them in recent years. But according to strategy, they shouldn't give up, so I've been very nervous."
The Blue Ocean felt relieved. Bai Minghe knew that the Ottoman movements were unknown, which put a lot of pressure on the Blue Ocean, for fear that the port would be attacked suddenly.
"What then?" Bai Minghe asked.
"Then, they found them, and they gave up strategically. Based on the analysis of the Ottoman combat style, a conclusion was drawn, that is, production and occupation, and they were more willing to choose occupation because the soldiers had no military pay, and only by continuous occupation could the soldiers have income." Lan Hai was very confident in his analysis.
But the white-known crane didn't like to hear it: "Lao Lan, what do you mean is that the Byzantines plan to give us these places, then fatten them and attack them, and they think we are."
"It can be understood this way, but I'm talking about another thing."
Lan Hai did not explain immediately, but walked to the map, searched on it for a while and said to Bai Minghe: "Now, a main force of the Ottomans is here. According to the information, it should be no less than one million soldiers. It can be said that this definitely accounts for one-quarter of the main force of the Ottomans."
When I arrived at the map, the white-famous crane was also a little surprised.
Because of the arrival of the Ming fleet, the Ottoman Legion, which had originally besieged Serbia, retreated. At present, Caesar was arranging the Byzantine army to slowly recover lost land and resume production.
Unlike the original history, the largest cities here were not conquered because of the sudden appearance of the Ming Dynasty.
This greatly supplemented Byzantium's materials and also increased a large number of troops.
"Here, Temesh Castle, although it is still our original territory of Byzantine, they became three principalities after the empire declined more than a hundred years ago. Before Constantine was captured, most of these three principalities had surrendered to the Ottomans." Caesar also explained on the side.
Bai Minghe didn't understand, so he reached out and took a photo of the map: "I don't understand, what's worth your happiness."
Caesar drew a line on the map: "This line represents the dividing line between the Orthodox Church and the Pope."
From the map, it can be said that the boundary has reached.
"Once this castle was captured by the Ottomans, then with the current Ottomans' troops and a million-level troops, they will definitely go north and west again. I am afraid that only God will know how far they will go next."
The Ottomans used a typical tactic of fighting to support war. In the Ottoman army, the task of the logistics officer was not to replenish supplies, but to transport a large amount of materials to the domestic and then allocate the stolen materials to the front line troops. It was definitely not to transport a large amount of materials to the front line in the large country.
The Ottoman Army's combat plan is to grab it, grab it again, and grab it all the way.
"What will happen next?" Bai Minghe seemed to be talking to himself, as if asking questions.
Caesar reached out to block the map: "Your Majesty, it's not the time to look at the map. You should let the Spanish attack on France and at least take an attacking posture. Of course, you can also not be anxious and wait until the Pope launches a new crusade to protect his rule."
"What's the difference?" Bai Minghe's reaction was that this was a knife to the Pope.
"The difference is that if the attack is first, then when the Pope convenes the Crusade again, choose to truce, and then the French will directly transfer the troops that are ready to deal with Spain to the front line. Without truce, it is equivalent to tearing the face directly. After attacking, it is to tearing the face directly." Caesar has no respect for the Pope.
Of course, Caesar did not respect the Pope very much.
Bai Minghe didn't expect that Europe would become more complicated, and his vision turned to the Blue Ocean. He wanted to hear the opinions of the Blue Ocean. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
ps: There is a book called autumn in the Middle Ages. It talks about the culture, life, etc. of the Netherlands and France.
In the 12th world, Paris is one of the political and cultural centers of Europe.
Let me explain the horse. There are two types of horses in northern Africa, the pyrbu and the passionate horse. The first one has information, and the latter one is seen in a book and forgot the source.
Chapter completed!