"Neigh!" "Moo!" "Baa!" "Oink!" "Cock-a-doodle-do!"
The cacophony of animal calls, mixed with a pungent smell, emanated from the animal pen left by the Castilian colonizers. Warrior Captain Kepili watched these "oddly-shaped" animals with a wary expression. Priest Adin, with a scholar's background and having spent considerable time on the Iberian Peninsula, was quite familiar with them and meticulously explained each one.
"The Andalusian warhorses of the Castilians are not necessarily better than the warhorses of France, Shenluo, and England. But these warhorses have one advantage: they're agile and heat-resistant! The Iberian Peninsula has a lot of mountainous terrain, and the climate is hot. Thus, the Andalusian warhorses native to the Peninsula can adapt to mountainous terrain and aren't easily fazed by heat. Even on such a tropical island, they can breed successfully! Three mares, about one foal a year, nurture them slowly!"
