Chapter 127 The Horse Whisperer

In a dimly lit corner of the stable.

A chestnut-colored Sanhe horse is kept isolated here.

It was once the most magnificent mount in the vanguard battalion, but now it is skin and bones, its mane disheveled.

The trough contained the finest black beans mixed with eggs, but it didn't even glance at it.

It just sat there, its head pressed against the wooden stake in the corner, its eyes cloudy, and its body would occasionally twitch uncontrollably, as if it were still on that battlefield filled with gunfire.

"This horse is called 'Red Hare' (a nickname given by the soldiers)."

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