Charlie Avenue is the closest main thoroughfare to the Padmira Palace Hill, and this north-south thoroughfare separates the palace from the city center.
Every morning, Grey Ponytail would lead the dozens of draft horses under his charge from the stables on Palace South Street to Charlie Avenue.
Dozens, even hundreds, of draft horses kicked up billowing dust, which looked particularly spectacular under the morning sun. Hundreds of wooden carts were waiting for these horses on the street.
Grey Ponytail was once the chief of a medium-sized tribe. At the end of last year, he led his tribe to join the Gallop Horse tribe. After living in the territory for a few months, he and several other old Barbarian over 40 years old went to the territory's horse farm to work as horse herders.
"How many trips are you planning to make today?" the Grey Ponytail joked with the driver.
"Probably seven or eight trips," the driver, also Barbarian, said. He was already quite familiar with the Grey Ponytail. "These past few days, over a dozen streets have been under repair, and we need to haul goods everywhere."
"Can we move in the next couple of days?" They had received word that Territory Residents within the city would have new homes instead of continuing to live in that enormous cellar.
"I guess our Chieftain said we need to move into the new dormitories before the 16th." It's March 9th now, and the moving date is fast approaching.
"The dormitory?" The Grey Ponytail looked a little melancholy. "I think the cave we're living in now is pretty good. It's warm and has a roof."
"That won't do. That mountain is the Royal Palace. We can't live in the Royal Palace forever," the coachman chuckled. "This is what the lord said. All the directly Territory Residents will live in one house together, following the original tents. Once they have families, they will be allocated houses according to their work points."
"Didn't you hear what the Chieftain said before? The Blacksmith Shop, Tannery, Carpentry Workshop, Tailor Shop, Canteen, and school must all be completed within this month, and at least half of the people must live in the various dormitories."
"Aren't there still Animal Pen to be built in the North City?"
"Aren't those supposed to be built next month along with the mill and warehouse in the South City?"
"Stop chatting, it's time to go!" someone suddenly shouted from the front gate. Dust rose again from north to south along the main street, and carriages gradually left, heading towards the various streets in the city.
After seeing the convoy off, Old Horse-Leg had to return to the horse farm, where hundreds of Black-Scaled Horse were waiting for him to serve. In addition, he and the other people from the horse farm also had to move into the dormitory buildings, which they themselves had to tidy up.
Black-Scaled Horse mate between April and June, and give birth to foals around February to March. The birth of a foal is always a life-or-death ordeal for the mother. Many tribes will buy some herbs and fresh grains at the year-end meeting to feed the pregnant mares.
There are an unusually large number of pregnant mares to worry about this year, but the survival rate of newborn foals is also particularly high. This is because a four-legged Life Priest, along with Firefly, Mana-Wielder girl from the territory, and Redbird, who has just become Junior Mage, have been helping the mares give birth. Although the two girls cannot cast spells, they are quite familiar with the treatment of Black-Scaled Horse.
"What a kind bunch of Mage," Old Horse-Leg muttered as he walked back, praising the girls. He had just entered the gate of the horse farm when he heard a commotion.
" Blaze, come over here quickly! Four-Leaf is about to collapse! Firefly, do you have any Magic Potion?" This was the cry of the Life Priest.
"Here it is, Black Rabbit! Get out of here and stop causing trouble!" Firefly roared, followed by the neighing of Magic Beast Horse.
"Lord Kaiyi, Red-Tail is about to give birth, please come quickly!" This was Redbird's stiff voice, clearly trembling.
"Quick, someone help me hold her down! Four-Leaf, hang in there!" Kaiyi shouted. " Redbird, Red-Tail is fine, she'll definitely have a natural birth. Come quick, Four-Leaf really can't go on!"
Amidst the chaos, a group of people rushed towards the Centaur Girl, only to find the mare named Four-Leaf rolling around on the ground when they reached her enclosure.
The Black-Scaled Horse's massive body began to roll, and even the centaur Kaiyi couldn't control it. "Come quick, she won't be able to give birth if this continues," Kaiyi said helplessly, but the people around dared not intervene. In the eyes of the Barbarian, the process of a mare giving birth must not be disturbed.
"What's going on?" a familiar voice called out.
" Landen, Little Four-Leaf is having a difficult labor, she's dying!" Kaiyi heard Landen's voice and was about to cry.
Landen had originally come to take Blaze out on patrol, was also at a loss when he saw the mare rolling around in the stable and the people around him. Now, a Black-Scaled Horse was not only an important Wealth, but also a descendant of Blaze, Landen did not want any loss to his Black-Scaled Horse.
" Grey Ponytail, go and invite Priest Light over; Redbird, go and light a fire for me; Firefly, go and find that Grass Fairy, she's inside the castle right now."
After issuing a simple command, Landen retrieved his Magic Pattern dagger, Magic Scroll describing the structure of the Black-Scaled Horse, and several bottles of Magic Potion from his personal Space Ring.
The Centaur Girl watched as Landen drew his sword, and said weakly, " Landen, Four-Leaf should be able to hold on a little longer. Don't give her a quick death now."
Ignoring the surrounding noise, Landen opened the scroll, reviewed the Black-Scaled Horse's anatomy, took a deep breath, and immediately struck...
When Light Ascetic Monk was brought from the city Altar, he saw the newborn foal in the stables, its body cleaned, struggling to stand up.
The Centaur Girl slumped down beside the mare Four-Leaf. She had exhausted her Magic Power and drunk four Magic Potion. Her clothes were soaked with sweat. The girl glanced at the Priest, unable to even utter a word.
"What did you do?" The two men lay sprawled on the ground, their clothes disheveled. The Centaur Girl looked as if she had been pulled from the water. However, there were still three horses around. Light couldn't figure out what had just happened.
Landen leaned against the Blaze. "You've finally arrived. Please treat us both. Performing a C-section on a horse is too tiring."
Landen never imagined that this day would begin with the postpartum care of the mare.
By the time Kaiyi and Landen were able to stand up, it was after Light had given them some medicine that had taken effect.
"You're amazing! You actually saved Four-Leaf and Xiaohua!" After recovering, the Centaur Girl recalled how Landen performed the surgery and excitedly hugged Landen.
"You're great too, you've worked so hard these past few days." Looking at Kaiyi, who was soaking wet, he patted her shoulder and almost said, "Your figure is even better," but after thinking for a while, he only said, "I had them bring you some clothes, it's still cold, don't get cold."
With the arrival of spring, the territory took root within the vast Ruins of Night-Kirin City, and Landen was truly learning to use magic and his past knowledge to solve various problems.