Gao Hang touched a handful of sweat and said in his heart: "Where is this playing, it's clearly a shrew scolding the street?" Squinted at Yang Zheng, and saw that Yang Zheng was still looking at the field with squinted eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was indescribably leisurely.

"My lord, I'm afraid something will happen if this continues, right?" Gao Hang glanced at the field uneasily and asked Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "The game is still going on?" Watch the ball, watch the ball! “

Gao Hang sweated profusely and had to look at the court again.

Sure enough, the game on the court is still going on, Jin Yixiao and Zhang Yiyi, a black and a white horse, run back and forth, you rush to kill, I block, the action is sharp, like flowing water, the noise just now attracted everyone's attention, did not pay attention to the two, at this time to look again, only to find that the two people do not know how many times they have fought each other, you come and go, no one has taken advantage.

The fight on the field continued, but I don't know who wanted to find out about the fight between Zhang Yi and Jin Yixiao, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Look! “

The soldiers who fought didn't know who was the first to turn their heads and take a look, followed by a second person, a third person, and a chain reaction quickly formed a scale, and the ancestors and soldiers who were still shouting and scolding each other stopped fighting, and those soldiers who were kicked baby, split shoulders, slapped face, and kicked lower abdomen, after seeing this scene, they stopped shouting.

After a short period of commotion, the field became very quiet.

The surrounding spectators were also infected and stopped shouting and shouting.

Yang Zheng touched his nose and smiled, "Didn't you stop?" ”

Gao Hang embarrassed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and didn't know what to say.

For a moment, everyone's eyes on the field were on the two galloping horses, one black and one white.

No one was noisy, no one applauded, not even a moan, and the horses of the Xuanqi also stopped their restlessness and looked up silently ahead.

If the game just now is noisy, then the game at the moment is silent, in your back and forth, the real strength and beauty of the two of them are coordinated and displayed, every block, every attack, every wave of polo, every time the reins are lifted, every shout, are full of beauty, so that all the people, whether they like it, they don't like it at this moment, they are relaxed and happy, and they cheer.

Yang Zheng was the first to see the duel between the two, and at this time he saw almost a cup of tea, the two of them are very experienced in equestrianism, ball skills, and vision, whether it is sprinting to attack, or defending and intercepting, they are all extremely perfect, but even later generations have no such level.

But from the confrontation, Yang Zheng still clearly felt that Jin Yixiao's skills were superior, this kind of high was not in the polo technique, on the contrary, in the strength required by the polo, the speed of change, he still couldn't compare to Zhang Yi's rampage, his table Xiàn in Yang Zheng's view, is the use of the terrain, where to detour, where to hit directly, Jin Yixiao has made an excellent grasp, if it weren't for this in this duel, he would have lost a lot.

It's another cup of tea, Jin Yixiao stabbed obliquely, intercepted the polo from Zhang Yi's hand, Zhang Yi immediately lifted the rod to pounce, Jin Yixiao's eyes were quick, and he immediately put the polo on a reverse hook, the polo played a spin on the ground, and fell under his feet again, Zhang Yi pounced again, Jin Yixiao seemed to have been prepared, raised his cane, feigned to hit the polo, and swung a cane to hit

Towards the right side of the horse, without waiting for Zhang Yi to react, with a shout, the ball was raised again, the movement was sharp, extremely fast, only a "whew" was heard, and the polo that stayed on the left side of the horse was knocked into the air.

"Huhu......?"

The whistling sound of the polo piercing the clear sky was clearly heard by everyone, and the surrounding spectators raised their heads to look at the clear sky.

Jin smiled and shouted again, and kicked his legs hard in the horse's belly, and the white horse that sat down neighed like a violent wind.

Zhang Yi was not to be left behind, and at the moment when he realized that he had been fooled, relying on the strength of his arm, he forcibly reined in the reins of the horse, sat down on the black horse, very spiritual, and forcibly stopped the speed of the sprint, and with the power transmitted by Zhang Yi's right leg, he turned around and chased after him.

A ball in front of the shot out, tighten the horse's belly of the legs can't stop kicking the horse's belly, sit down the white horse, full of spirit originally galloped, under the urging of the owner, suddenly four hooves fly, the speed in an instant up, the two horses are thousands of miles of good horses, the speed is not small up and down, the black horse after the first three sections of the fierce movement, the body lì has been consumed, the speed is inevitably a few points slower, the white horse quickly asked the black horse to pursue, Jin Yixiao raised the ball to the air, the smillet polo that whirred with a whirring sound, the body leaned forward slightly, The club swept out with all its might, only to hear a whistling, and the vermilion polo was once again hit farther.

Jin Yi struck out with a single blow, but did not stop, lifted the reins and rushed towards the opponent's backline at a faster speed.

The civil and military soldiers who had stopped on the field, no one stepped forward, let alone shouted, everyone stood in each other's positions, silently looking at the two war horses on the field, one black and one white, chasing after me fiercely, as if they were doing this moment to watch the two people on horseback have a final showdown.

"What a fierce duel?" Yang Zheng muttered.

"Well, it's a fierce showdown?" Xiao Yue, who has been surprisingly not talking much, echoed him for the first time.

The chase on the field is still continuing, relying on the abundance of horses, Jin Yixiao only stared at the polo in front of him, as long as the polo fell, he rushed over as fast as possible, and hit the polo hard in the direction of the opponent's goal, so that the speed must be a little slower, but the dark horse with a huge body is still a little difficult to catch up.

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Zhang Yi sat on the horse's back, stretched out his hand to touch, there were beads of sweat on the horse's back, he couldn't help but be surprised, glanced ahead, gritted his teeth and reached out and patted the black horse gently, trying to make it stop, the strange thing is that the black horse seemed to have a temperament, and he ignored the appeasement of the master, and opened his limbs and hooves and quickly chased after it.

Jin Yixiao ignored the back, he waved the ball, hitting the vermilion polo from time to time, the speed was still extremely fast, and he had rushed to the second half of the opponent in a short time, squinted at Zhang Yi behind him, and shouted violently, and gently flicked the vermilion polo in front of the horse and hit it one foot away from the opponent's goal.

His arm strength is not as good as Zhang Yi, the polo is too far, he may not be able to hit it, only step by step to shorten the distance, with the shortest distance, one hit will be hit.

The polo fell one zhang away, which was the best distance for him, and he believed that as long as he scored this distance, Zhang Yi would never be able to stop the ball at this time, so he was not panicked, and patiently rushed to the goal to where the polo was a zhang away.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's black horse neighed, and rushed over with a gust of wind at the right time!

Zhang Yi shouted, leaned forward slightly, and the ball in his hand struck the vermilion polo a foot away like a wind sweeping away leaves.

Jin Yi snorted, squinted at Zhang Yi, and shouted, "Don't think!" ”

Lifting the reins of the horse, the horse's back slapped, the white horse was in pain, neighed, stepped out of the four hooves, suddenly accelerated, like an arrow off the string, at the moment when Zhang Yi's ball battle just touched, the ball fight struggled to attack, gently swept the polo, the vermilion polo just gently rolled forward for a distance, and did not enter the goal, Jin smiled as if expected, shouted and lifted the reins, and stopped Zhang Yi, seeing that the two horses were about to collide together, Zhang Yi gritted his teeth, and suddenly lifted the reins, It was forced to stop at the moment when the two horses were about to collide.

At this moment, Jin Yixiao smiled at Zhang Yi and said, "General Zhang, thank you!" “

As soon as the words fell, a loud shout, the stick turned into a phantom, hitting the vermilion polo, the polo was not far from the goal, this blow was with enough strength, only to hear a whistling, the vermilion polo, with a red whirlwind, flew to the opponent's goal, when Zhang Yi turned the horse's head to intercept, the ball whistled, fell into the goal.

"Entered!"

"Haha, four to four!"

Jin Yixiao looked at Zhang Yi with a smile on his face while carrying the ball, looking extremely proud.

Zhang Yi snorted and said, "Jin Yixiao, you are less proud, you look good in the second half?" “

Jin Yixiao's eyes flashed, and he arched his hand and said, "Each other, each other!" “

Yang Zheng thought that the game at this time was at most a game to win or lose, but he didn't expect that the polo at this time was almost the same as that of later generations, divided into two halves, each half was divided into four quarters, and a game was about ten minutes, which was similar to the football games of later generations.

The time of the second half break was not as long as Yang Zheng imagined, but after the two teas, their respective personnel got back on their horses and rushed to kill each other.

At the beginning, Jin Yixiao intercepted a ball from the hands of the generals, and hit a beautiful serial blow, the vermilion polo with a whirlwind into the opponent's bag.

"One to zero!"

Someone in the literati team shouted, followed by many people shouting out, it is no wonder that the scholar team, which was despised by the military generals as a helpless place, actually grabbed the first goal, and it was the second half, which was undoubtedly a very heavy blow to the military generals.

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