"Princess Elizabeth, it's your turn......"

Han Nuo asked Manu to lead the horse he had chosen, this horse had brown hair, and there was a white snow hair on the bridge of the horse's nose, which not only surprised Revis, but even Baron Roland on the side frowned slightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sinema is the lowest crossbred horse, are you sure you want to use it in the first race against my Arabian Blooded Horse?"

Han Nuo led his Sinima to Baron Roland's side, he patted Sini's abdomen affectionately with his hand, then raised his head, and said with a sly face: "That's right, that's it, you won't be scared, right?" ”

Afraid? He looked at this somewhat arrogant woman, and sneered in his heart, how could a man be afraid of a woman? What a joke!

"Now that Princess Elizabeth has made up her mind, let's get started."

Roland turned on his horse, a silver-white armor over his coat, showing his heroic figure, and he waved his hand lightly at the beautiful aristocratic ladies outside the fence, causing a scream.

Han Nuo scoffed at his behavior and got on his horse as well, riding side by side with him.

If it is said that Roland at this time is as dazzling as the Greek god of bodybuilding, bodybuilding; Then, at this time, Han Nuo's red hair was fluttering, and his face was full of evil energy, just like Lilith, the witch of the night from hell, beautiful and arrogant.

With the whistle of Richim, two figures, one black and one white, rode past Ryvius like a gust of wind, the Arabian Horse is one of the best horses, and after a while, it has been away from the brown Sinimara, Hanno clamped the horse's belly and pursued the victory, but the legs of the Sinima are shorter and thicker than the average horse, and it is quite difficult to run, and when the finish line is passed, the Arabian Horse has undoubtedly won.

The ladies chanted Roland's name, he rode past Elizabeth's side, I wanted to see him look dejected, but I didn't expect his face not only not to be unwilling and lost, but also to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead with a soft silk scarf, after wiping, seeing Roland coming, he handed over the silk scarf and smiled slightly: "The weather is too hot, do you want to wipe your sweat?" ”

Roland didn't think that this woman had such a good heart, and he didn't like dirty things very much, this woman wiped the sweat silk scarf and actually gave it to him, he really didn't love hygiene at all, he thought so in his heart, but he still elegantly refused: "No, I'm not hot at all." ”

Han Nuo doesn't care about Roland's estrangement at all, to put it bluntly, who cares about a man's attitude towards himself? He's not one of those crazy followers who is obsessed with him.

Roland has already won the first round, as long as he wins the second round again, then the third round will not be compared, which can be regarded as a perfect end to this annual Jockey Club.

"Baron, you have already chosen the top horse Arabian Warmed Horse in the first round, and in the second round you can only choose between the middle horse Andalusian horse and the inferior horse Sininima."

"Does that need to be said? Naturally, I chose to wait for the Andalusian horse, you should care about the distressed princess next to you, and help her choose a horse well, lest she lose this time and go home crying. ”

Roland made a humorous joke, causing the ladies present to cover their mouths and laugh, and Revius on the side looked at Elizabeth with some concern, but Elizabeth didn't care at all, cast him a reassuring smile, and directly asked Manu to lead out an Arabian horse.

Catherine on the side saw that she was very nervous, and she didn't stop pulling her husband next to her and reproached: "Elizabeth wouldn't lose the first match if she chose the Arabian Horse Race, Thomas, you should have gone up and mentioned her just now!" ”

Thomas thought the same as Catherine, he put his arm on Catherine's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "It's just a game, you don't have to be too nervous, even if the princess loses, it's not a big deal." ”

Not only Catherine and Thomas, but all the ladies and ladies present thought that the race had been won or lost, and even the assistant of the judges began to analyze the race: "If Elizabeth had not chosen Sinema in the first race, she would not have lost the first round, but now she has lost one, and even if she chooses the Arabian horse in the second race, she may not be able to win against Roland's Andalusian horse." ”

Relis looked at Princess Elizabeth, who was dressed in a black dress fluttering, confident and calm, the corners of her mouth rose, and she shook her head noncommittally: "I don't think so, she chooses the inferior martinian competition first, maybe she has her deep meaning......"

Before he finished speaking, the game began again, and the whistle was always blowing, and the distance between the two was comparable, and they went hand in hand; Roland is a master of horsemanship, even if he rides an Andalusian horse, but in his hands, he is not inferior to the speed of the Arabian hot-blooded horse, but you are powerful, he Hanno is not a vegetarian!

You must know that Han Nuo used to be a first-class horse racer, when he was in high school, he also participated in the horse racing competition of the International Games, and won the first place in the final with his superb horseback riding skills, and that trophy has always been treasured by the school, so for him Han Nuo, there is only one biggest enemy, and that is himself.

At the beginning, although the distance between the two has not been widened, but at the corner, Han Nuo squeezed inward with the galloping horse, and then leaned slightly towards the bend of the track, blending with the rhythm of the Arabian hot-blooded horse under him, between lightning and thunder, he suddenly overtook the Andalusian horse on the side, and the moment he crossed the corner, he straightened up, prostrate on the horse's back, and rushed towards the finish line at an astonishing speed.

Under everyone's attention, Elizabeth once again showed everyone her amazing speed of elusiveness, and even the judges sitting in the distance were shocked by this amazing scene and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

This time, Roland also saw Elizabeth's superb riding skills so intuitively, the last time she was behind him, he didn't know how she overtook him, and thought that she was lucky to win with the help of the amazing speed of the thoroughbred, at this time, he knew what the speed of the wind was, fast before he could see clearly, it had suddenly disappeared from his side, and finally appeared on the finish line.

None of the people who saw this scene dared to speak out easily, and they did not seem to have recovered from the amazing riding skills just now, and then they heard Levis announce in a loud voice: "Congratulations to Princess Elizabeth on winning the second race!" ”

The wind blew his fiery red hair, he rode his horse, looking at the crowd condescendingly, and for a moment, he suddenly felt that he was Elizabeth at this moment, and Elizabeth was him.