The wildebeest is the most common animal in the Gaia world, and it is also the most chosen beast of riding in the world, including humans, orcs, and even elves. The daily life of each race is inseparable from it. On this continent, it has been integrated into the history of the lives of each race for so long that the history of each race is full of legends describing this kind of beast, how tough, how gentle, how understanding, and how good at running.

It is recognized as the best friend of all intelligent creatures on this continent.

Anyone who belongs to a living creature must have different species. The appearance of wildebeests raised in different environments is also very different.

The wildebeests growing on the orc wasteland are larger than those domesticated by humans on the southern continent, the skeleton is thicker, thicker in shape, more resistant to severe cold and drought, and more fatter in weight.

In Zhang Quan's eyes, although this wildebeest is probably the same species as the horse breed on Earth, the appearance difference is even greater.

The reason why wildebeest is called wildebeest is that it has a horny bulge on its head, which is very hard. Because of the different breeds of horses, some are shorter, probably like a sarcoma, but some are very long and protruding on the long horse's head. The top is very sharp, making wildebeest look like the shape of a legendary unicorn on Earth.

However, it obviously does not have magic, nor is it certainly not some kind of higher and purer intelligent creature. It is just an ordinary native creature.

The wildebeests on the wasteland are taller than the horses on the earth. They are generally more than two meters long and three meters long. The limbs are thick and straight, and the neck is strong. According to the method of measuring horses on the earth, the shoulder height of this wildebeest is more than two meters, which is taller than the fattest Sharma on the earth. The weight can easily reach more than one ton.

But with such a huge body, it is not as heavy as the super-heavy horse on the earth. The wildebeest on the wasteland is the natural darling of this land. It runs as fast as lightning. Even if it is running at a medium speed for a long distance, it is common to travel thousands of miles a day. On this wasteland, it is the main species of beast riding among the orcs.

Among the orcs on the wasteland, the centaurs are masters of shepherding wildebeests on the wasteland.

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The wasteland is still covered with snow. Because the weather is cold, the snow on the ground will not melt all year round. It is frozen on a thick layer, just like the earth is covered with armor. Walking on the snow, the light from the sun is reflected by the snow all over the field, making people dazzled. It is obvious that even if it is not because of the cold, this is not a suitable season for going out.

But on the snow field, at this moment, there was a strong wildebeest with a solid rubber saddle fixed on its shoulders. The livestock was obviously dissatisfied with the excess added on its body for no reason. It sniffed one after another, spraying out several feet of white air, and the four hooves were also making various slight commotions impatiently.

But this instinctive commotion was ruthlessly crushed by three or four big-sleeved or round orcs around him. The orcs pressed the shoulders and backs of the wildebeest tightly to prevent it from shaking. Next to the horse's head was a shepherd who usually grazed the wildebeest. A centaur whispered quietly beside its ears, comforting the beast.

This is already the most docile wildebeest that can be found in the Base Mountain Tribe, and it is still a young mare. Even so, many people need to protect their wings next to them, so Zhang Quan dares to challenge it - he wants to learn to ride a horse.

Horse riding is a movement of almost all orc races on the wasteland. The wasteland is so vast that it is hard for people who have never been to this place. Take the northwest corner wasteland where Zhang Quan is located as an example. In fact, there are less than one orc living on average per square kilometer of land.

Surviving on such a vast land with sparsely populated land, it is difficult to gain a foothold without the tools to transport. Various animals are abundant in the wasteland, many of which are trained by these indigenous people to become partners who live together day and night, which is what people on this continent call riding beasts.

For the orcs, there is a big difference between riding beasts and livestock. The livestock they provide are for the final slaughter, while riding beasts are the companions of the orcs who stay together for life and death. Many times, riding beasts is more important to the orcs and even their families, especially those nobles on the grassland and warriors who fight for the race.

After staying here for a long time, Zhang Quan gradually learned the tricks of getting along with the orcs without a teacher, and how to better utilize the power he holds now, but change the world. The only way is: if you want to make changes to the surrounding environment, then the first thing you need to do is to work hard to integrate into them.

Learning to learn to ride a horse and have your own beast is the first step for Zhang Quan to try to integrate into their lives.

Of course, Zhang Quan couldn't help but learn to be very careful and extremely careful in this process. There was no way. Although this horse riding seemed very high-end, it was also a very dangerous thing. If he accidentally fell from above, he would seriously injured or even die suddenly. If this happened to Zhang Quan, wouldn't he regretted his death without fulfilling his ambition?

But even so dangerous, he was extremely worried inside, but he had to learn to ride a horse. As the owner of a tribe on the wasteland, he could not ride a horse? That would allow him to integrate into this world and get along with his subordinates.

He grabbed the upper part of the saddle with both hands and stepped on the stirrups with his toes. Zhang Quan accumulated some strength, and then tried hard to climb onto the horse's back. At this time, the wildebeest was furiously erected by Zhang Quan's uncomfortable horse-mounting action. He tossed for a few times, but it turned into invisible under the suppression of several orcs and strong men.

Zhang Quan hugged the horse's neck without any image on the wildebeest. It took him a long time to let go of the poor wildebeest and restore his freedom.

As soon as the orcs let go, the wildebeest slipped out, causing Zhang Quan to hug his hands and feet tightly, and his heart also jumped out of his throat with the thumping thump. At this moment, he didn't feel the feeling of flying in the clouds described by other horse riders at all, but he felt his limbs stiff and tight.

Gradually, the little mare began to regain its usual inherent rhythm of movement. Zhang Quan, whom she hated, grabbed it too tightly, making it unable to let go of it, and could only jog with small steps.

But Zhang Quan liked this kind of jogging very much. He gradually found his own rhythm from the movement on his back and began to relax. Only then did he dare to raise his head and look around the left and right. There were more than a dozen strong centaurs around the little mare, each of them carefully, looking at him and the horse under his crotch nervously, ready to support at any time.

This made him feel more relaxed. In this case, even if the little mare under him really began to disobey, the loyal centaur guards around him could easily hold it. These centaurs and wildebeests looked like distant relatives, and their ability to swing and run was definitely not inferior to these creatures in nature.

OK! In fact, for these centaurs, learning to ride horses is also a major event in the tribe, and it is a great affirmation of their ability to shepherd wildebeests. At this time, the big guys are not just as simple as worshiping and respecting the mysterious great human patriarch in this tribe.

Zhang Quan, who was riding on the wildebeest, gradually got better. Hey, it turned out that learning to ride a horse was not that difficult! As if he felt the mood of the rider on his body, the little mare under his crotch gradually began to have fun, began to run on the snow field, embrace nature, and conquer the boundless wilderness of thousands of miles - Zhang Quan, who was riding on the horse, developed an enlightenment from the bottom of his heart. It turned out that this was the feeling of galloping.
Chapter completed!