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The horse battlefield is very large, covering an extremely wide area, with the help of the light, Zhang Long estimated that it was about the size of two and a half football fields.

The overall shape is a bit like the ancient Roman gladiatorial arena, with a circular shape.

To the east is the stables, and on the side of the stables is the equipment showroom, which contains various weapons and armor, and on all sides is the stands.

Walking into the horse battlefield and seeing the layout inside, Zhang Long was dumbfounded.

"Damn, horse fighting, a horse flat river, knight charge, shouldn't it be plain terrain? There are puddles, sandy areas, hills, and other terrain! ”

Zhang Long muttered.

"Haha, Brother Long, the previous one-horse battle was too simple and not challenging, so this time our Deng family has made some changes and increased some difficulty.

However, you can rest assured that before the start of the competition, there will be five minutes of familiarization time with the venue, and a Danjin master like you, as long as the horse fighting skills are not too bad, you can familiarize yourself with the venue in minutes. ”

Deng Jun explained.

Rely on it~

What a cheat!

Not challenging, so you made some changes to make it a little more difficult?

As long as the horse fighting skills are not too bad, you can get familiar with the venue in minutes?

I know that, too!

But Nima, the key is that Lao Tzu doesn't know how to fight horses, you still increase the difficulty, isn't this a human life.

Zhang Long complained wildly in his heart, eager to slap Deng Jun a few times.

"Warrior Zhang Long, warrior Beichen Ichiro, please go to the stable area and choose war horses, weapons and equipment!"

A crisp and pleasant voice rang out over the radio.

"Okay, Brother Long, don't be stunned, go and choose a war horse!"

Deng Jun said.

"Oh, let's go."

Zhang Long came back to his senses, followed Deng Jun, and walked in the direction of the stable.

In the stable, there are more than 20 war horses.

These war horses are all more than 1.5 meters tall, full and graceful, with a thin head and a high neck, slender limbs, thin skin and fine hairs, light steps, thick bones, curved and high necks, and very graceful body curves.

Black, white, brown, all kinds of colors, without exception, are all the best war horses.

When Zhang Long arrived, Beichen Ichiro had already selected a black high-headed war horse, went to the equipment showroom on the side, and selected weapons and armor.

"Young Master, Mr. Zhang Long."

Seeing Zhang Long, Deng Jun, and the groom who managed the war horse greeted him.

"Leave me alone, I'm just coming to see."

Deng Jun said.

When the horseman heard this, he looked at Zhang Long and said, "Mr. Zhang Long, you have three minutes to choose a war horse. ”

"Oh, show me."

Zhang Long said.

"Please follow me."

As he spoke, the groom stepped forward and opened the stable door, and Zhang Long walked up to a brown war horse, looked at it, and reached out to touch it from time to time.

"Mr. Zhang Long, this Scud, 1.55 meters high, extremely fast, good at charging ......"

The groom introduced on the side.

"Well, yes, I'll take a look."

Zhang Long said, walked to a white war horse, put his hands on the horse's back, and pressed down slightly.

The white war horse actually snorted, raised its head, and glared at Zhang Long dissatisfied.

"Trenching, personality, good."

"Mr. Zhang Long, this white general, has extremely strong endurance and explosive power......"

"Well, good horse, good horse, I'm looking."

……

Zhang Long turned slowly, looked at one war horse after another, but he didn't make a decision, which one to choose.

"Mr. Zhang Long, it's still twenty seconds, and it's time to go in three minutes, have you chosen a war horse?"

The groom took out his phone and looked at it, and said a little speechlessly.

"According to our rules, when the time comes, you can't choose a war horse by yourself, I can only randomly draw one for you."

"Oh, then randomly, I don't care!"

Zhang Long said.

In order to delay time, he had no choice but to spend it like this.

It's three minutes up.

The groom drew lots and drew General Bai for Zhang Long.

Holding General Bai, Zhang Long came to the equipment showroom.

At the door, Kitashin Ichiro was holding a horse lance, wearing a black heavy armor, fully armed.

Seeing Zhang Long, Beichen Ichiro snorted coldly: "Boy, hurry up, don't grind, you are doomed to die in this competition, and it is useless to grind." ”

"Rubbing? You say I'm grinding? I'll cut it! ”

"Be kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, I especially see that you are an international friend, so I give you face, I want you to stay on the ground for more time, let you breathe a few more breaths of fresh air, otherwise you will have no chance if you go to hell."

Zhang Long said.

"You ......"

Even with Beichen Ichiro's calm personality and heart, after hearing Zhang Long's words, he was choked with anger.

"What are you, good dogs don't get in the way, get out of my way, your grandfather I'm going to pick up weapons."

Zhang Long said, handed General Bai to Deng Jun, pushed Beichen Ichiro away, and entered the showroom.

The room was filled with all kinds of long and short weapons, light and heavy armor.

Horse lance, spear, axe, spear, green dragon glaive, fangtian painting halberd, leather armor, heavy armor, plate armor, full-body, half-body......

Dense and full, it seems to be an ancient weapons workshop.

"Mr. Zhang Long, hello, you have two minutes to choose weapons and two minutes to choose armor."

The little brother in the showroom said.

"Okay, got it."

Zhang Long said, picked up a long axe, shook it in his hand, and danced twice.

"Mr. Zhang Long, this tiger head axe weighs sixty-six pounds......"

"What, it's only sixty-six pounds, it's too light, it's too light, no wonder I don't feel anything when I hold it."

As he spoke, he put down his axe and continued to look through the weapon rack.

I'll go, this Nima actually has this kind of watermelon hammer.

The surface of the hammer head is brushed with a layer of copper paint, which is very feeling.

Zhang Long picked it up and checked it.

"Mr. Zhang Long, this diamond hammer weighs one hundred and eighteen pounds......"

"Well, the weight is enough, but it's a pity that it's too ugly and doesn't match my appearance and temperament."

Zhang Long put down the diamond hammer, picked up a horse lance, and said, "Well, this guy looks good, and the weight is heavy enough." ”

As he spoke, his hand shook and bang, and the horse lance plunged into the soil, and then pressed hard, and the entire shaft of the horse lance suddenly bent up like a big bow that was pulled apart, forming a terrifying arc.

"Well, resilient, good."

Zhang Long said, then picked up a machete on the side and slashed it.

With a bang, the shaft of the pole actually only knocked out a white mark slightly.

Although he didn't exert much force, he sent out a lot of force.

"Mr. Zhang Long, don't worry, the weapons and armor we have here are all made by ancient methods, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

Seeing this, the little brother smiled.

"This lance in your hand ......"

"It's good, but it's a pity that I don't like to use a horse lance."

……

Zhang Long chose and chosen, grinded and grinded, and finally picked a heavy gun.

"Hey, I said that kid, you should hurry up, if you are afraid, just say, Benima is rubbing."

Beichen Ichiro, who had tried the venue, turned over and dismounted, walked over, and said with a gloomy face.

"Hurry, hurry, you ...... Well, I'm in a hurry, go to the bathroom first, and then I'll reason with you when I come back. (To be continued.) )