Meng Fan looked over. It turned out that Fat Tiger had been thrown off the horse's back. There was still blood on his forehead.
Clearly, he was injured.
Hurriedly walking forward to help Fat Tiger up, he asked Wang Jian,""Old Wang, what happened to you?"
Wang Jian was looking after the child on another horse. He turned around and saw the blood on Fat Tiger's forehead. Only then did he react.
"This little brat, he was riding very steadily just now. How did he fall off?”Wang Jian was also at a loss.
Just now, he had personally carried Fat Tiger on the back of the horse. When he saw that he was riding steadily, he turned around to look at the other person. Not long after, Fat Tiger fell off.
Even though the fat tiger was riding Ying Zheng's ferghana horse, the horse had been taught a lesson by Meng Fan and did not move much after being ridden by the fat tiger.
Wang Jian, who couldn't figure it out, frowned and said to the chubby tiger,"Alright! Stop crying! He was a man, but didn't he just fall? What's the big deal? Tell me, how did you fall?”
"Old Wang, why are you so fierce?" Seeing Wang Jian reprimand Fat Tiger, Meng Fan said," He's just a child in his early teens. He hasn't even recovered yet, and you're teaching him how to ride a horse?" What are you thinking about?"
Hearing Wang Jian's reprimand, Fat Tiger cried even harder and quickly hid in Meng Fan's arms.
At first, the appearance of a little adult was completely gone, making Wang Jian furious.
"What's wrong with a ten-year-old child?" " Hmph!" Wang Jian snorted coldly." When this old man went into battle to kill the enemy, I wasn't even a few years older than this little brat. Wasn't I still proficient in riding horses and archery? There was nothing wrong with it!”
"How many years ago was this? You old fellow still dare to bring it out and say, are you ashamed?”Meng Fan retorted disdainfully.
Wang Jian ignored him and said to Fat Tiger,""Meng Hu brat, didn't you say you wanted to become a general like Wang Jian? General Wang Jian stopped crying when he was your age. Why are you still crying? How could he become a general like him in the future?”
"Alright, how do you know that Old General Wang Jian didn't cry when he was young?”Meng Fan glared at him." I'll treat the child's wound first. Old Zhao, help me take care of him."”
After saying that, he stood up and walked into the house.
Leaving Meng Fan's embrace, the chubby tiger sniffed at Wang Jian.""Elder Wang, did General Wang Jian really not cry when he was young?”
"That's right! He was the Marquis Wucheng of Great Qin, so why would he cry?”Wang Jian raised his head, his face full of certainty.
Ying Zheng gave him a suspicious glance, thinking to himself,'You must have been quite old when you went to the battlefield, right?'
Was it appropriate to brag in front of a child like this?
Who knew that after hearing Wang Jian's words, Fat Tiger immediately wiped away the tears on his face and said to him,"I know, Elder Wang. Fat Tiger won't cry anymore, no matter how painful it is.”
" Humph, that's more like it." Wang Jian nodded in satisfaction." Tell me, why did you fall off your horse just now?"”
"I accidentally leaned to the side and couldn't hold my legs tightly, so I fell.”Fat Tiger replied honestly.
Meng Fan, who was holding the bottle and wrapping cloth, heard Fat Tiger's reply.
He looked at the horse and came to a conclusion.
No wonder Fat Tiger fell off his horse. At this time, there was no harness, no saddle, no stirrups, and nothing else.
In other words, people rode on horses directly.
There was no point of force on his feet, and he had nothing to rely on other than his thighs to clamp the horse's stomach.
And the young fat tiger's legs had not even grown out, so how could it pinch the horse's stomach?
Without a saddle and stirrups, even an adult would not be able to withstand a long journey, let alone a child.
In the past, the reason why the Kingdom of Zhao had been able to become a powerful enemy of Great Qin was because of the Hu clothing, riding, and archery system.
The cavalrymen of the Central Plains imitated the Hu people and put on Hu clothes, mainly Hu pants. This greatly increased their fighting strength and made them more powerful than the other countries of the Central Plains.
Just a pair of pants could increase the combat power of a cavalry by so much. One could imagine the importance of a saddle.
But even if they had Hu clothing, the cavalry would not be able to run for a long time.
Putting aside the exhaustion of physical strength, the key was the waste of eggs…
Without a saddle, the thing under his crotch would often rub against the horse's back. After a long time…
"Come, let Teacher take a look at the wound on your forehead.”Meng Fan squatted in front of Fat Tiger and carefully examined the blood on his forehead.
Wang Jian, who was by the side, frowned and carried the child off the other horse.
He did not think of this problem at first. After all, children were not like adults. If their bodies did not grow well, they could not rely on their legs to clamp the horse's belly to seek support.
In this case, his first class would probably have to be put on hold.
" The wound isn't too big, it's fine." After checking the wound on Fat Tiger's forehead, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he arranged for Ying Zheng to clean the courtyard every day, so there were no pebbles or anything like that in the courtyard.
If Fat Tiger accidentally fell on a rock, it would not be something that could be resolved now.
He poured the alcohol in the small bottle onto a clean cloth and prepared to disinfect it and bandage it up.
"Bear with it. The disinfection will hurt a little.”Meng Fan reminded the little fat tiger, raising his hand to stick the alcohol-soaked cloth on it.
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