The Bronze Horseman Novels & Stories

He remarked to his horse. “He’s beautiful,” Anna responded. “What type of horse is he?” “He is a stallion of the highest Thessalian breed. Alexander reached into his side pouch and handed Anna a medallion with his image on one side, and the horses on the other. “This is a mere trinket, but I believe it will look lovely around your neck, m ’lady.” Anna could tell by his manner, the man really did earn his “the great” title.

Frederick, who was well-versed in ancient classic literature, would certainly know that Hugh Yorkstone's chained horses were defeated by Neil Shaman's hooked spear. A hooked spear was designed to specifically target the hooves of a harnessed horse. If the leading horse tripped and fell, the ones behind it would also fall down one after another. Frederick had anticipated this scenario, which is why he acted so confidently. With a swift gesture, he threw out several silver needles used for acupuncture. They hit the motorcycle tires, causing them to blow out, much like a horse stumbling. At that moment, Bryan simply couldn't come to terms with his failure. He jumped on his latest motorcycle and

And Mane’s father, Ray, always boasted about how he had won his mother, Alexis’s heart and made her his girlfriend when they were only teens. Mane turned his attention to the carriage that the Thrasher was responsible for guarding. It was a luxuriously decorated carriage. It was a large white carriage with gold ingots adorning the door. The horses that pulled the carriage were large and strong. They were called Gold Hoofed Horses due to the yellow color of their hooves. They were expensive and difficult to come by. But they weren’t as rare or as strong as Red Maned Horses. So if Red Maned Horses and Gold Hoofed Horses were up for sale, the Red Maned Horse would undoubtedly be sold for a much

The veins in his arms were bursting out of his muscular arm when he gripped the horse’s bridle. Like his search were came to an end, the horse halted before the river that rushing to meet the ocean. But his purpose is not to see the river. A group of thieves was smuggling the chests of gold that has been stolen from the cart directed to the palace. “Stop there!” one of the men said when he saw the majestic frame on the horse. The man jumped on the ground in a thud and walked to them like he’s deaf. There isn’t a slight fear in his eyes when one of the men drawn a knife out.

The old man on the table kept his back on these men as he rushed to finish his glass when he heard the citizens catchy conversation. "Did you hear? Someone challenged the mountain bandits to a horse race at El-Tarter. And it's rumoured the man is using the infamous Black thunder horse." "Really? Is the black thunder horse still around, didn't they say it was donated to the royal family?" "Who is the man using a horse that resembles the black thunder?" Thud! The old man put his cup down abruptly upon hearing that and his face was that of astonishment. The sudden noise had the bad guys staring at the old man.

People turned their heads, and they saw a sleek black horse passing through the crowd, finally stopping beside Klaus. It was a horse with extremely glossy fur. Its entire body was jet black, like black pearls shimmering in the daylight. The horse's face was adorned with a bronze mask, and its brown eyes showed a similar rebelliousness as its master. Standing by my side, the nostrils under the mask emitted white mist. Klaus looked at me, nodding slightly towards the horse by his side. No words were needed; I immediately understood and grabbed the reins, mounting the horse. "She's just a slave. Are you going to turn against me?" Ron blustered as he watched everything unfold, trembling with fea

First came out Conquer, riding a pure white horse, his shining blade victoriously twirling in the air, his soulless dark eyes scanning his surroundings, eager to take claim on every land. Second, War emerged from the pits of Eternal Fire, riding a fiery red horse, his cries of battle echoing across the seas, his blade dipping in the blood of the innocent shattered Peace. Third, Famine crawled from the very depths of Hell itself, riding a black horse, thriving from the desperate screams of those in pain, turning into useless dust all sustenance on Earth... Fourth, Death’s corpse-like pale horse descended from the thundering dark sky, trotting to his rightful owner, obediently lowering his hea

They were quite impressed, yet they went about searching his carriages as he guided them through. ''Come, good soldiers. Come see my second horse.'' Bojan urged the soldiers towards his second horse after searching through the first chariot. This time, Bojan strode towards his horse instead of the chariot leashed behind the horse. He stroked the broad saddle on the back of the heavy pure white horse. And along the wither, he slid his fingers along the ample mane and towards the forelocks of the calm horse. ''It's a beautiful heavy horse,'' Bojan commented excitedly drawing the soldiers' attention towards the beast, ''I purchased him from this great city. His name is Athena.''

As I didn't believe he could be taken out that easily. The armor the horseman wore was thick and close to his skin; padded and with steel pellets interspersed. Danny's arrows were simply made of wood and blunt silver ends. And even a hundred of them wouldn't break that barrier. It felt like a poor joke that it actually killed him.

In particular, on his hand there is a very prominent red necklace, because there is also a rather large gold wolf attached. He didn't seem too interested in her, so he turned away within a minute, leaving Lily and the bloody girl behind. Only now did the light make Lily see her clearly. His face was scratched and patched, his legs were amputated to the pelvis, his face was white from blood loss. The other man and man took a few steps closer to Lily and said: "Be obedient! It's your honor to marry him!" The man holding Lily's chin jerked to the side, her face clearly showing an unyielding will, a bit of contempt for the person standing in front of her. She spit in his face and laughed.