"I just got a good horse and a strong bow, and when I come back later, I will auction it internally, and the one with the highest price will get it. Su Mo sat on the white horse "Zhaoyunyan", and announced loudly with a smile.

Everyone in the Ming Mission and the Chang family brothers cheered loudly. The Umur shook off his horse, and almost fell off again. But this time he didn't say a word, but the hand holding the reins turned white at the joints.

The race of ten miles is only twenty miles back and forth. If you run in a straight line, it's just a matter of seconds. But if you add a few curves, plus occasionally shoot a pot of arrows, and hunt thirty sheep, it will not be completed in a short time.

Two corners divide the field into a hemisphere, and after the first corner, the spectator's view is completely obscured. So, if there's any small action, it's going to be there.

The Mongols do not know whether it was negligent or deliberately arranged, and in short, no one raised this point. But Da Ming's side would not ignore it, and Wang Yi, who was wearing a hood, appeared again and whispered a few words to Su Mo in a low voice.

Su Mo shook his head, the Mongols wanted to do something, why didn't he want to? Everyone didn't break it, it was just convenient for him to act. You must know that the means he uses are even more unable to see the light. Once someone sees it, they will not let him go back even if they kill Dayan Khan.

The two horses, one white and one green, stood side by side in front of the starting line, the big green horse neighed gently, and the horse's hooves kept scraping the ground, looking quite excited.

The white horse just stood quietly, looking dignified and elegant, like a noble rich daughter. Zhao Yunyan is indeed a good horse, and his quality is first-class, but it is not a war horse, but a ceremonial horse.

Su Mo was dressed in an arrow suit, leaned down as if talking to Zhao Yunyan, and kept caressing the white horse's mane with one hand. The white horse neighed softly, as if it was echoing.

The Umur looked creepy, but then smiled coldly. Can you really talk to a horse? Even if you can, it depends on how you can make a horse who has been trained to take small steps with me compare with my big youth.

As for the lesson, after turning the bend at the foot of the mountain, with the irritability of the big green horse, I am afraid that the goal can be achieved with just one kick. That's not hurting him, the horses will always subconsciously compete for the lead in the race, this is nature, but no one can say anything.

As long as he falls off the horse and uses his riding and archery skills to drive a hundred sheep to trample on him, even if he can't kill him, it is not difficult to step on an arm or leg or something. If you are lucky, you will be trampled on and seriously injured or something, it is also the will of the Immortal Heaven, but it has nothing to do with your own family.

Thinking like this, he seemed to have seen Su Mo's miserable appearance in front of him, and couldn't help but look sideways at Su Mo, with a hideous smile on his face.

"Ah, he's plotting against me again, I'm going to report it!" Su Mo suddenly raised his head and shouted to the referee who was about to give the order.

The referee had already understood the matter of the two people, and Leng Buding couldn't help but sigh when Su Mo shouted like this. His eyes rolled between the two of them, and he smiled bitterly: "Ming envoy, how can he scare you......?" You can't just look at it...... That's it. ”

He had been next to the two of them all the time, and he didn't see anything wrong at all. I don't know what tricks this master is going to play, and he has really been moldy for eight lifetimes when he has such an errand on his own.

"The way he looked at me just now!" Su Mo said with an ugly face, "It's too lewd! It's too lewd! He obviously cares about me, it's so disgusting, it's also a kind of plot! I feel hurt." ”

The Umur barely spurted out a mouthful of old blood. I'm going to fuck you? I'm going to fuck your sister! How horny do I have to be to fuck you? Can this Nima still work?

The referee was also drunk, stroked his forehead and sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay, envoy, he just glanced at you, don't do this." This game was pushed again and again, and if it didn't start, everyone was impatient. ”

The referee said it very tactfully, but the meaning could not be clearer. Don't bother with it, find a reason to cheat, no one is stupid, it's not good for you.

He only thought that Su Mo didn't want to play, this was thinking of a trick.

Su Mo snorted stupidly, nodded reluctantly, but then muttered with an unhappy face: "Disgusting rabbit master, dare to covet the beauty of this young master, and look for an opportunity to castrate him when you turn around......"

Umur was close enough to hear clearly, and he felt a churn in his stomach on the spot. At this time, he couldn't even care about being angry, and he took the reins in a panic and took two steps to the side.

Coveting his beauty...... Is there anything more disgusting than ——, words? At this moment, Umur suddenly understood what a spiritual attack was.

Concentrate, race, race! I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything. Vomit~, why do you still want to vomit......

The referee had already hoisted the flag high, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he saw the state of the two, just waiting for the horn to stop, and he was about to drop the flag and run away. No one noticed that Su Mo's horse seemed to be a little different, and his entire body seemed to be glowing slightly.

Whew-

The sound of the horn suddenly stopped, and then the red flag in the referee's hand followed violently. The big green horse neighed, and took the lead, rushing out like a bolt of lightning, and opened up the distance with one step.

The cheers of Zhentiansuke sounded, and the dense small drums sounded like rain hitting plantains, but it was the drum beat that cheered up.

Su Mo seemed stunned for a moment, and then urged the horse forward. Zhaoyun Yan hissed, and rushed forward with a step. Just this run, the surrounding audience was suddenly silent, and then burst into laughter.

It turned out that the start of the white horse, as used to in the past, did not charge out like a war horse, but moved forward in small steps, showing elegance, stability, nobility and generosity. It's just that it's good-looking, but the speed is far from it. In just a moment, only a shadow was left of the big green horse in front of him.

Everyone in the Ming mission was embarrassed, and they all bowed their heads. It's too far, it's too far, it's not a level at all. Knowing this, it is better to simply admit defeat and not have to be embarrassed in front of so many people.

Yu Mian's face was pale, and he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. Gu Heng and Chang Bao next to them were thoughtful, with a smile and crying on their faces, which was a little weird.

Unlike Yu Mian, Yu Mian doesn't understand horses. Although Gu Heng didn't understand horses, Gu Heng knew Su Mo. That kid has never been a loser, and there is such an obvious gap at this time, Gu Heng doesn't believe that he is unprepared. It's just that I don't know what that kid is doing again, I'm really looking forward to it.

And Chang Bao is different from Gu Heng, he is an old man. As soon as the two horses started running, they could see the difference. Su Mo's white horse is completely light on the outside of donkey and eggs, and it looks good-looking, but it is not a mount used in riding battles at all.

It's just that while he saw this, he was also keenly aware of the abnormality: the neighing of the white horse was extremely strange, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan, and between the four hooves, it seemed to be full of endless residual strength. If it's just a short race, or if it's an anomaly, it's useless. But if it is a long-distance race, relying on this alone, the final winner must be a white horse.

Not to mention, the most important thing is that he faintly seemed to see a little golden light flashing in the dust that had just burst up. Is that......

Chang Leopard's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of abruptness, he knew the existence of the golden armor. It seems that the Umur has a lot of fun.

The Ming envoys had their own thoughts, but the Mongolian royal court was cheering and cheering. Only, only Dayan Khan frowned slightly, his eyes stared closely at the backs of the two horsemen, and a suspicious look flashed in his eyes.

The white horse Zhaoyunyan is his, and naturally he knows this white horse best. Others may not notice, but how can they hide it from him?

The hissing sound...... Something is wrong. But what was wrong couldn't be said for a while. He shook his head slightly, shook off his inexplicable thoughts, closed his eyes slightly, and forced himself to calm down and wait for the result with peace of mind.

However, for some reason, a heart is always quiet. Over and over again in my mind, I always unconsciously heard the hiss of the clouds......

"Impossible!" After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he finally thought that something was wrong. The hiss of the clouds and smoke is clearly the sound of a peerless Pegasus!

He had heard it once a long time ago, when the national teacher Yismayin had not yet rebelled, and he had heard it in a herd of wild horses running at the foot of the mountain when he was patrolling the vicinity of the Tianshan Mountains with Yismayin.

The sound was made by a king of horses like gold, and at that time Yismain once sighed that it was a heavenly horse. Pegasi never submit to humans, they are true gods' mounts. The hiss is like a dragon's groan, or like a stone striking each other. Running, comparable to lightning and fire, it is said that in one day, from the northernmost part of Mobei to the southernmost part of Monan.

At that time, no one offered to catch the divine horse, except for Dayan Khan, but they were all full of piety, and they all stopped and stood until the golden figure disappeared, and then began to set off again.

Dayan Khan asked the reason, and everyone laughed, saying yes, no one has ever had such a mind, but no one has ever succeeded. The speed of the Pegasus is no longer within the reach of mortals, let alone catching, and even chasing the shadow can't catch it, it is already the god of horses, a divine object that extraordinary people can covet.

Dayan Khan was shocked and envious at the time, and he thought about it for several days. He could never have imagined that he would hear such a similar sound again today, on a horse that he had owned before.

But how is that possible? Zhao Yunyan is just a ceremonial horse, he has been raising it for a long time, if it is really a heavenly horse, how can he not know? Is this his own delusion, or is he really ignoring it?

Suddenly, he was looking forward to it. I look forward to the end of this competition soon, and it will end soon.