Chapter 46 Rainstorm
Arthur looked at the scattered clothes and felt a little depressed. It seemed that he could only walk next.

But how can a man say no and no?
To reduce stress, the horse camel's luggage was Arthur's change of clothes, which included the silk jacket and trousers worn in King's Landing.

After all, if you want to go to the capital, you still have to maintain some dignity.

But these clothes are now lying quietly on the ground, letting the rain get wet.

His personal servant Mei Dan immediately got off the horse and ran over to tidy up.

Desmond was walking ahead, and at this moment he also stopped and turned back to check the situation.

"Whoever is thinner can sit on the same horse as Mr. Arthur." The coach of Riverrun shouted loudly.

A clever attendant responded immediately: "I can, I am lighter."

Arthur rejected the proposal: "Let me go with the hammer and Shuoyue. These two things add up to a heavy weight, and if they are shared with other horses, they will fall down."

"As for the poor pony, let it lie here."

Arthur still had a pity for the horse. When he went ashore, he specially picked a red steed, just to match the family crest of his golden shield and red steed.

"Gentlemen, it looks like you're in trouble, can I help?"

At this moment, an old farmer drove his carriage past. He saw the group of nobles and followers standing in the rain and asked aloud.

"Hey, what a coincidence you came, we need your car." Patrick said cheerfully.

"Take this lord to your village, take us there too, and give you a silver stag."

The old farmer jumped out of the bullock cart, went to the head of the red horse that was still foaming, looked at it, raised his head and said, "This horse is just tired and exhausted, but it can still be saved slowly, you have to leave it here ?"

When Arthur heard this, he suddenly thought: "Your ox cart looks very big, can you pull this horse with the two of us in it?"

He is a kind and friendly man, and when the situation allows, he is also loving to the animals that serve him.

The old farmer looked at the red horse and said hesitantly: "My cart can pull it, but it's not easy to get it on the cart."

Seeing that Arthur intended to take the horse away, Desmond suggested, "Gentlemen, there are a total of 20 of us, if we come together, we can always get this poor thing into the bullock cart."

Arthur handed the hammer and meteoric iron greatsword Shuoyue to his servant Meidan, then wiped the rainwater off his hands, and said, "Do you still need your help? I can carry it up by myself."

The old farmer saw that the group of people were very easy-going, and he didn't care about his own words: "It's about this time, sir, don't be brave, let them come together, otherwise it will rain for a long time in vain."

Although Desmond also knew that Arthur was born with supernatural power, he was not optimistic that he could lift the horse alone, so he dismounted and ordered: "Everyone should get on together, get off the horse, and help Mr. Arthur."

The attendants were ordered to dismount one after another.

But apparently Arthur was one step ahead.

He squatted beside the red horse, with one arm under the horse's neck and the other under the horse's belly.

Then with both legs and hands exerting strength at the same time, he suddenly picked up the huge monster, walked a few steps quickly, and slowly put it on the bullock cart.

Although the ox cart is big, it can only keep the red horse's torso on the cart, and the four hooves and the horse's head stick out of the cart.

The old farmer stared blankly at Arthur, with his mouth wide open and unable to speak.

Desmond and the attendants also stared wide-eyed. They knew that Arthur was strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

This is a full-grown horse, and it was picked up just like that.

Is this something that human power can do?

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go, we are still in the rain!"

Arthur reminded the group of shocked boys, then took the sledgehammer and Shuoyue from Meidan's hand, and jumped onto the front of the bullock cart.

Everyone also reacted, with emotions of shock, doubt, admiration, etc., those who should get on the horses got on the horses, those who should get on the cars got on the cars, and the team set off.

Along the way, despite the rain, the old farmer continued to express his surprise and admiration.

"Honestly, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that someone could pick up a horse."

Arthur ignored the old farmer's nonsense and asked, "Is there an inn in your village?"

"Inn? That's a novelty around the King's Road. We only have our own home."

"Then it seems like I'm going to trouble you." Arthur rubbed his stomach, but he didn't know what delicious food the villagers had.

After they left Harrenhal yesterday morning, they traveled a whole day and night to get here, and they haven't eaten since morning.

According to his own feelings, every time he adds some strength, his appetite will always increase greatly.

And if it is a day of strenuous exercise, you often eat more.

So he wants to eat something good now, beef, mutton and so on are the best, chicken and goose are also fine.

Forget about trout, the most meat of farmers in the riverland is trout, and he is already tired of eating it.

The whole piece of meat is fried on a low heat, and the pure meat aroma can make people salivate.

It would be even better if there are millet peppers, minced garlic, vinegar, etc. for dipping.

The tongue coating feels slightly spicy, coupled with the sour taste of vinegar, combined with the mellow aroma of the meat, hey, it's so beautiful!

Rainstorms come and go quickly.

Unexpectedly, when they had just reached the old farmer's village, the rain stopped.

"It's really unlucky." Desmond stroked his hair.

"The new rain washes away the old dust, auspicious." Although drenched all over, Arthur liked the rain quite a bit.

He took out a silver deer from the money bag and threw it to the old farmer.

"This is what was promised to you. Now go mobilize your villagers, find us some clean clothes to change, and some meat, we are hungry."

The old farmer kept staring at the silver deer after taking out the money from Arthur, and said happily at this moment: "Okay, my lord. What kind of meat do you want? There are chickens, sheep, fish, and dogs in the village." You choose, they are all freshly killed, the price is based on the market price, what do you think?"

Arthur is very satisfied with this service attitude, "Then kill two lambs, and get seven or eight chickens, the staple food is up to you, go quickly."

The appetite of twenty adult men is still very large.

The old farmer drove the ox cart to the center of the village, then jumped out of the cart to find the village chief.

The rest also found a dry place, got off their horses and waited.

Arthur moved the red horse down so that it could lie down more comfortably.

After it slowed down for a while, it was able to open its big eyes, and its stomach heaved, and it seemed to be recovering well.

"This village is quite rich. There is a stone wall outside, and dozens of households still live in stone houses." Patrick expressed his opinion.

Desmond couldn't help laughing and said, "You don't even look at whose territory this is. Does the He'an family have the ability to come here to collect taxes? They don't need to pay taxes, they are naturally rich."

Patrick agreed with this point of view, and he added: "What's even better is that it's only three or four days' ride away from King's Landing, so you don't have to worry about the intrusion of bandits."

Arthur was not in the mood to discuss this, he was worrying about what he should ride next.

After all, there is still a long way to go today, but this horse will not be able to stand up in a short while.

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket and ask for a monthly ticket.

Tomorrow is the holiday, and the week-long introduction to the geography of Game of Thrones can start.

(End of this chapter)

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