At that moment, Zhao Qishou went to prepare, the emperor, Guguo Gong, Wei Yuanhou, Chengping Hou, Wan Lao General, the father of the seventh princess, and the father of the twelfth princess, Wu Yubo, formed a team, and the six princes, the seventh princes, the twelve princes, Yilan, plus Chasing the wind and chasing the shadow, as well as Wang Kun, the head of the seventh prince's guard, and Sun Qu, the head of the twelfth prince's guard, formed a pair.

The chamberlain went to prepare the horses and clothing, and everyone got up to change their clothes.

"Ylan, where are you going?" Yilan was already wearing a riding outfit, so she didn't need to change her clothes, and seeing her walking out by herself, Hua Wushan shouted.

"You go change your clothes, I'll go see the horses." Yilan replied without looking back.

On the side of the racecourse, Yilan stuffed a large handful of candy for the mount Wu Hu, which was the name she gave to the horse, "Old Wu, wait a minute, help me braid Wu Hu's tail and back hair into a twisted braid, and tie it strongly." Ilan patted the horse and instructed the groom.

"Yes. Miss, you gave it candy again, but it spoiled it, and now even the sixth master can't ride it. "Lao Wu is the best groom in the Six Princes' Mansion, a domestic slave of the Six Princes' Mansion, an ancestral horse raising and taming skills, he used to specialize in serving Hua Wu Lone's mount, since he knew that Yi Lan could also ride a horse, he was assigned to Yi Lan by Hua Wu Lone.

"Little Wuhu, wait a minute, you must behave well, so that they will be impressed." Ylan smiled and said to the horse.

"Miss, with your riding skills, if you sit on your horse, you can shock everyone. Wait until you ride a horse, don't worry, Wu Qi has been in good shape for the past two days, his physical strength is extraordinary, that is, he runs a whole polo game, and he doesn't change horses in it, and it has no problem at all. Lao Wu said while quickly beautifying Wu Qi. He has nothing else wrong, but he is a little poor, but he has always been very self-controlled, so he has won the trust of Hua Wulone.

"Okay, Lao Wu, make it pretty, and I'll take it to the side of the arena later." After Yilan finished his order, he walked back to the tent.

The first game is over and someone is starting to clear the field. There was an attendant to inform everyone that the emperor and the princes would personally play the next game, and for a while everyone stopped chatting, each took an advantageous position, and stretched his neck to watch.

"Sixth master, seventh master, twelfth master, a few sons, please come here." Seeing that they had all changed their clothes, Yilan hurriedly beckoned them to the open space outside the tent, where Yilan had already taken a branch and drew it on the ground.

"Ylan, what's wrong?" Everyone came over one after another, and the seventh master was curious.

"A few masters, our team is not as good as my father and the emperor, not to mention that the seventh master is sick, don't be too tired, even the level of the twelfth master and me is only very limited, five to eight, like the last game, everyone is free to break in, I'm afraid we have no chance of winning." Ylang gets straight to the point.

"Yilan, just to play with my father, don't take it seriously, even if we are all as skilled as the sixth brother, I'm afraid it's not easy to win against my father, you don't know, they play polo well, and they used to play together often, and they have a tacit understanding with each other." Hua Wuji said disapprerovingly.

"Ylan, what are you thinking again?" With Hua Wulone's understanding of Yilan, she must have a way to ask this.

"Since it's a match, at least it's a draw." Yilan squeezed his eyes, "Look at the ground, the seventh master, the twelfth master, you are responsible for the backfield, at most don't break through the midfield, me and Chasing Ying are in charge of the midfield, our four main responsibilities are defense, once they break through the middle, they will go all out to flank and form a two-on-one situation to obstruct their attack." The remaining four are forwards, attacking with all their might, seizing their loopholes, the requirement is to bite the score, if the score is wide, the sixth master will take over my position to defend the midfield, and I will support the seventh master and them backwards. Yilan said as he drew on the ground, "Our purpose is to take advantage of the overall youth and fast horses to play defensive counterattacks. Stretch them apart and take advantage of the speed advantage when you break the ball. ”

"Well, did you listen to it?" Seeing that everyone was staring at him blankly, Yilan hurriedly shook his hand in front of their eyes.

"Bing, the art of war, General Qiu is using the formation on the court." Wang Kun exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Tap, you want your father to hear." Yilan glanced at him dissatisfied, "Say, what do you think?" ”

"What else is there to say about this, go all out." Master Hua Wuxiang pursed her lips, "I said, how do you know my level, you want me to defend at the rear, I'm going to the front." He thought for a moment, and cried out again.

"Okay, that's it." It's a pity that no one paid attention to his complaints, and even Sun Qu, the head of his guards, was eager to go to the field.

"Sixth master, you command on the field, pay attention to the rhythm." Yilan commanded calmly, "Let's go." ”

"No, it's not, Ylan, when did you come up with this?" Compared with Hua Wu's strange and not strange, Hua Wuji is a little fussed.

Alas, how to say it, Yilan just saw that polo here is purely a game to show personal skills, and it has not risen to the level of the game at all, so everyone is mostly rampage in it, without any cooperation at all, and they are playing with personal qualities, which makes Yilan, who grew up watching the World Cup football game, very unbearable.

Although he is not a die-hard fan, he has not watched less football and basketball, and there is no technical analysis before and after the game, even if Yilan did not play football before, but it does not prevent him from understanding some modern game tactics.

"Huh." Yilan smirked, "Seventh Master, everyone, everyone try to be responsible for their own area and save horsepower." ”

Everyone rode their horses and began to enter.

Yilan was dressed in a bright red riding costume, with a different black horse dressed up, and followed Hua Wulin heroically, which made people can't help but look twice.

With a crisp gong, the game officially began.

Not to mention, the emperor and several old generals are definitely old and strong, they have rich experience, and they can easily find a breakthrough in the seams, and dribble the ball into the backfield where Yilan is located, causing a lot of pressure on the defense of Yilan and the Seventh and Twelfth Princes.

However, the generals of the elderly team are even more depressed, not to mention Hua Wulone, Wang Kun, Sun Qu and others are young and strong, and they are very difficult; It's rare to find a few opportunities to break through to the opponent's half with the ball, and they are often intercepted by a person who seems to be waiting there and will appear next to them in the blink of an eye. Even if you try your best, not long after running back, there is still a long distance from the goal, and there will be a situation where two people will be caught left and right, and the ball will not be able to hold at all, so there will be no way to hit the goal.

It was stuck like this for a long time, but he still seized the opportunity to chase the wind, broke through with Hua Wulin and the two, and scored a goal with a small cooperation. And the emperor, the horses they ran were almost out of strength, and they didn't make any achievements.

It's time for the first round. Everyone came to the sidelines to adjust slightly.

"Twelfth master, I just sweated so much, don't drink so much cold water." Seeing Hua Wuxiang standing on the sidelines with a water bag and pouring it into her mouth, Yilan couldn't help but remind.

"Hehe, Yilan, you're so good, it's fun to fight today." Although it is a defense, Hana Goka's position is behind Yilan, who can hardly play, so it is not easy, plus the score is ahead in the first game, Hana Goka is very excited.

"Don't give the twelfth master to get warm tea yet." Yilan ordered the servants next to him, smiled at Hua Wuxiang, and went to the emperor's side.

There happened to be an attendant delivering tea to the emperor and the generals, Yilan took the tea tray and walked in.

The generals inside lost the score, and most of them hung their heads, but the emperor smiled, "The girl doesn't hurry up to rest, wait until she is tired and out of strength, and it makes people worry, just leave Wu Lin to serve." Before Yilan could speak, the emperor took the lead, and the chamberlain Zhao Qishou hurriedly took the tea tray in Yilan's hand.

Considering the emperor's age, the game was set to be two rounds, and the break was slightly longer, and when they returned to the court, the young people were already in good spirits.

The game continues.

But not long after the fight began, Yilan noticed something different. The emperor's attack is no longer a one-man battle, but an organized three-person team, and the speed is extremely fast, and it is not allowed to run and defend at all. And the bad thing is that they are all attacking from Yilan's side, which makes Yilan very passive, although the riding skills are not bad, but the polo level is too stinky, even if the flower Wuxiang behind him tried his best to fight, but the other party had many people, and he couldn't compete with one person, and he was soon scored two goals.

Watching several uncles high-five in celebration, everyone in Yilan was itching their teeth.

"Ylan, look what's going on." Taking advantage of the restart, Hana Goka leaned over to Yilan's side and asked.

"There was a traitor, and our intentions were betrayed. You see, it's all been beaten like this, and Hua Wulin didn't defend himself. Ilan said hatefully.

A word woke up the person in the dream, Hua Wuxiang was stunned, "Then what now, if we continue like this, we will be defeated, Seventh Brother's physical strength has reached the limit, and he is no longer able to support us." ”

Yilan glanced out of the field, the incense used for timing was almost half burned, "Adjust your strategy, give up defense, everyone attack with all your might, and press the team to their half." "Ylang decisively decided," clearly announced. ”

"Attack with all your might, press into the first half, give up defending and attack with all your might." A tiger roar came from the mouth of Hana Goka, and the sound spread throughout the audience, and at the same time, two horses, one white and one black, sprinted with all their strength like lightning. There was a cheer from the sidelines.

Yilan's sudden adjustment paid off, and when the uncles were stunned, Hua Wuxiang and Sun Qu played a perfect match, and Sun Qu passed the ball to Hua Wuxiang, who was sprinting with all her might, and Hua Wuxiang successfully received the ball and escorted the ball into the opponent's goal.

There was a sea of cheers from the sidelines.