Chapter 28 2. Marshal

Calusa swallowed like a whale, and drank the whole jar of mead in an instant.After the delicious meal came to an end, he squinted his drunken eyes and began to tell his own story. "Kara wild warriors have a tradition when they get married. When they fall in love with a certain girl, they must capture a lion or elephant and dedicate it to that girl before the girl can marry them. But then there are fewer and fewer wild beasts. Whether it was a lion or an elephant, they disappeared, and the old man with rich hunting experience in the village did not know where the beasts had gone. Because of this reason, men could not marry wives, and women could not get married. In desperation, those men could only think Something else has been devised to replace this tradition."

"Oh? What did they come up with?" "Since there are no wild animals to catch, hunt something else that can prove your courage, such as...human beings. The young men set off to Abai in the north, Kenya, Uganda and Congo in the south, killing other peoples, cutting Go to their heads and bring them back as trophies for the girls. And the girls, they accept it. Alas, what a cruel ceremony. Those young people are as corrupted as the scum of Addis Ababa , instead of catching powerful beasts, pointing the finger at other people who are unarmed... This is not the spirit of Bushido at all."

Having said that, Calusa remained silent, looking up at the void as if thoughtful.The spring on the plateau is warming up, the mist is filled with platycodon flowers, and the sound of bee-eaters is everywhere.Calusa said shyly: "Oh, I think I'm not too young, I should marry a bride..." If Calusa had shaved off his long beard, he would be a handsome young man. "Fortunately, I have a childhood sweetheart named Ma Guta, she agreed to be my bride, but I don't want to kill other people to get the qualification to marry her like others. After thinking about it, I plan to lead the way, Sweep away the long-standing bad habits of the clan, and go to Uganda to catch a wild beast. If this trip can be successful, it can also restore the essence of Kala's old warrior spirit."

Calusa's words were so sincere that the listeners couldn't help but be in awe.Everyone fell in love with this young man who worked hard to reform bad habits.But it is shameful to go deep into the barren mountains to capture ferocious beasts by riding alone.On the way, you will encounter nimble cheetahs and hyenas moving in groups. No matter how brave this young man is, he will be outnumbered and become their belly meat. Thinking of this, Zhezhu asked Calusa worriedly.Calusa pointed to his mount and said, "Do you know how fast this little Marshal runs?" "The name of this horse is Little Marshal?!"

"Exactly. Don't look at him as short, but he is actually a fine horse. I love him second only to Maguta." Zhezhu observed carefully and found that the horse was not so much a good horse as a godly horse.His body shape is between that of an ordinary horse and a mule. Although his body is short and fat and his limbs are thin, he has extraordinary bones and bright eyes. Compared with famous horses in mainland China, he is indeed even worse.I saw that it was all white, without any speckle of color.Even the well-informed Zhezhu didn't know that there was such a kind of horse in Africa.

Is it a new species?He began to observe the little marshal carefully. The common African horse is tall and big, and is usually used as a cavalry mount.Compared with those horses, the Marshal paled in appearance.Zhezhu couldn't figure out the origin of the horse, he stroked the horse's mane and made a whining sound to tease it. "It really opened my eyes. What the hell is this horse?" "Oh? Isn't this horse simple?" Zotek asked while holding a note. "Anyway, I've never seen this kind of horse. So..." Zhezhu turned to Kalusa, "I want to ask, where did this horse come from?"

"Uganda. The people in the tribe were the little marshal who was caught in the headhunting in the hinterland of Uganda. I have been riding it for almost two years. Maybe it is wild. Before I got acquainted with it, the little marshal was very tough, not good Tame... Little Marshal does have many magical features, for example, he can smell the smell of leopards and hyenas from a long distance, and he runs as fast as a rabbit. It is really difficult to go to Uganda alone without his company. Thanks to the little marshal, I was able to avoid the sneak attacks of those beasts." "Well, as a horse, its sense of smell is indeed very keen." Zhezhu nodded thoughtfully.Because he knew that ordinary Marcos did not have such a keen sense of smell.The little marshal in front of him seemed to be getting more and more unpredictable.

This horse comes from the hinterland of Uganda. The border between Uganda and Congo is a densely populated place of demons. There is a beast cemetery called "Devil's Urine Pool" and a monster paradise called "Deza Barimo".Could it be that the little marshal ran out from the latter? Zotek, who was taking notes, suddenly noticed that the little marshal was looking at him.It made him uncomfortable to be seen that way by a horse. "Hey, don't look at me like that, it makes me uncomfortable." From that day on, Calusa and the Marshal joined the tour group.As long as those porters were caught by Calusa, they would lower their heads and dare not speak.After all, he was a wild samurai, and offending him would be fruitless.

After crossing Lake Turkana and entering Uganda, they came to a tribe called "Mabriki" not far from Congo.This tribe is right next to the "National Park Albert" in the Congo Game Reserve.If you want to enter the game reserve from here, you have to pay a small fee, and only those rich people from Japan can afford it. At night, the whining of the wildebeests kept Calusa awake. "I really want to hunt here. It can be seen that sir, you are a person who studies animals. I would like to invite you to go with me." "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders." Zhe Zhu hadn't hunted for a long time, and naturally he wouldn't decline the invitation.

There were no wild elephant footprints in this area, and Calusa didn't like to use zebras or wildebeests as bait to catch lions. Finally, he even planned to charge into the lions from the front on his horse.Zhezhu was dumbfounded by this reckless approach, but Kalusa said that the Kara people did it a long time ago. "If you really want to do this, let's move to another place. I don't have a hunting license, and I can't hunt lions in the game reserve during the day." "You mean you know where to poach?" "Hahahaha, you guessed it right. Let's just change places and hunt secretly."

The next day, Kalusa and Zhezhu crossed the border on the little Marshal.They came to the grasslands that were exposed to the scorching sun, the hills and fields were shaking in the steaming heat, and there were clumps of chestnuts everywhere.A group of zebras ran past in front, dazzling yellow and black stripes jumped into view, but somehow the little marshal suddenly rushed towards the group of zebras. "Wait! Marshal! Stop!" No matter how Calusa yelled and pulled the rein in his hand, the little marshal just wouldn't listen. I saw him galloping into the dust raised by the zebras as if possessed by a demon. Stunned, Calusa got caught in a web of yellow and white stripes.If I keep running like this, where will I be taken?The wild samurai, who had always been bold, also began to be afraid.Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the jungle beside him, and the little marshal who was running buckled and fell to the ground powerlessly.Calusa also fell off the horse. "It's broken! It was discovered by the guards of the hunting area." Calusa rubbed his painful waist and slowly got up from the ground.He thought that it would not be long before the guard would come angrily with a gun and question him.But he didn't expect to see a white face in front of him. "Huh? There are still people right away. I originally wanted to shoot the zebra..." It was a beautiful white woman in a hunting suit who said this.She probably wanted to apologize, so she started to dust off Calusa.The little marshal was hit in the leg and struggled on the ground, unable to get up. "It's a good thing it missed you. I'm sorry to hurt your horse. How much do you want..." "Shut up!" Calusa yelled in broken French, pointing at the woman. "Little Marshal is my treasure. It is more important than my fingers. What do you pay for it? If it fell on the battlefield, I wouldn't be so sad, but it was injured by a woman like you. It's really disgusting!" Seeing that the little marshal was bleeding profusely, Calusa was so anxious that he was about to cry, trembling all over.There was a sound of horseshoes not far away.It is folding bamboo.The woman saw who was coming, and said joyfully, "Long time no see, Mr. Zhezhu, it's me." As she spoke, she waved her hands and ran towards Zhezhu. "Ah! It's Mrs. Tanya." I didn't expect to hear a familiar and sweet female voice in this kind of wilderness.Zhezhu reunites with the mysterious and beautiful Mrs. Tanya in the game reserve "National Park Albert".