He knocked my horse into a fright," Agadorji roared, "Akito is insidious, using rogue means to score goals. ”

"You ......" Yuan Qi'er was so angry that her eyes were about to burst into flames, isn't it you Aga Dorji who does things sinister and has scoundrel methods? His Royal Highness the Second Highness of the Imperial Court of the Emperor of the Dead, the wicked person sued first.

At this moment Tamur stepped into the middle of the field and came among them.

"Second Brother......" Before Yuan Qi'er could continue, Agadorji intercepted her words, "Second Prince, you won't also talk to this Mingren, right?" ”

"Your Highness," Timur said expressionlessly, "Do you want to continue the game?" You know, a lot of people are watching. ”

Agadorji snorted and pointed at Yang Muyun with the cane in his hand, "This Ming man collided with me, what should the second prince do?" ”

"You knock people like this, do you still want to be unforgiving?" Yuan Qi'er couldn't help but ask.

Ashi Timur waved his hand, asked his sister not to speak, and said to Agadorji: "If you want to play polo with this Ming man, it was your Highness who proposed it, and now that he is disposed of, how will the game be conducted?" ”

"Is that all?" Agadorji raised his eyebrows.

"What do you want?" Yuan Qi'er stepped forward and stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Your Highness," Timur Timur smiled slightly, "It is better to deal with this Ming man after this game is over, otherwise......" His eyes sprinkled around, "So many pairs of eyes watching, Your Highness, you didn't suffer any loss, and you disposed of him on the spot, it is inevitable that you will not be criticized, saying Your Highness, you are afraid of this Ming man......" The corners of his mouth turned up, "Your Highness, what do you say?" ”

Agadorzi snorted and stopped talking.

"Yang Muyun," Timur turned to him, "can you continue to fight?" ”

"Second prince, it's okay down here." Yang Muyun arched his hand and said.

Ah Timur nodded, and was about to speak, only to hear a mournful roar, Yang Muyun's horse struggled a few times and failed to get up from the ground, it seems that the collision just now injured the horse and could not stand up again.

"Second brother, Mu Yun's horse can't be ridden anymore." Yuan Qi'er said.

Timur frowned, and said to the guards beside him: "Go, bring the horse I usually ride." ”

Before the guard could reply, he heard Agadorji say, "This Ming man is playing with me, how can you let the second prince give up your mount, Aleshan-" He glanced at one of the white knights, "Go, bring a horse to this Ming man, let him continue the game." ”

"Yes." Alesan answered, and turned away. After a while, he brought over a sand chestnut horse, which had thick limbs and a strong body, and a mane that shook its mane and snorted.

"How?" Agadorji looked at Yang Muyun, "This horse is much stronger than your mount, isn't it?" ”

Yang Muyun took a closer look, although this horse was not as good as Agadorji's "Dark Cloud Covered Snow" divine horse, it was still a rare good horse. Kicking on four hooves, with a hint of wildness in his eyes, it is obvious that he has not been domesticated for a long time.

Seeing that Yang Muyun didn't speak, Agadorji said in a loud voice to Yuan Qi'er: "Qizik, let's continue!" ”

Yuan Qi'er glanced at him and whispered to Yang Muyun: "Muyun, this horse is probably not easy to control, I'll give you another one!" ”

"No need," Yang Muyun waved his hand, "This highness has a good intention, how can I not know how to lift?" So saying, he stepped forward with his head held high, took the reins from Alesian's hand, and turned on his horse.

The game resumed, and the horses on the polo field raised their hooves and continued to gallop.

Between the swing of the club, Yang Muyun found that there was something wrong with the horse under his crotch, as Yuan Qi'er said, this horse is indeed not easy to control, although it runs faster, but when it turns around, it doesn't listen to Yang Muyun, the new owner. You should turn around with your neck in mind, you should slow down and still run fast, so you miss a lot of opportunities.

Agadorji took the opportunity to score two more goals in a row, 5-3, and the morale of the Chahar riders was boosted.

Yuan Qi'er was a little breathless, looked at Yang Muyun and said, "How about you, let's give you another horse, right?" ”

"Do you think this Second Highness will let you get your wish?" Yang Muyun glanced at the triumphant Agadorji, and then looked at the sandalwood that had been burned on the sidelines, shook the club, and said with a sinking face: "It's still a long time, and we haven't had a chance yet." ”

We said that Yuan Qi'er's heart warmed, "I asked Qing Getai to change mounts with you, and he won't find out." She said softly.

"Not necessarily." Yang Muyun said in a deep voice, waved his staff and knocked on the horse's buttocks, and galloped towards the place where the polo rolled.

The fierce competition continued, and under the control of Yang Muyun, this sand and chestnut horse had gained a lot of wildness, and it was no longer as disobedient as it was at the beginning.

A white-clothed rider swings the ball to pass under Yang Muyun's horse's belly and pass it to Aga Dorji on the other side. Yang Muyun was informed in advance, he turned his arm sideways, his upper body was already below the horse's belly, and "pop-" swung like lightning to intercept the ball rolling from under the horse's belly, and the ball jumped up and flew far away to the front. Yuan Qi'er raised her hand to catch it and went straight to the front goal with the ball.

"Quick, stop her!" Agadorji shouted loudly, and the two white-clothed riders arranged in the front field swung towards Yuan Qi'er. Yuan Qi'er picked up the tip of the cane on the ball, the ball bounced high into the air, and pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse neighed, and the person stood up. Yuan Qi'er straightened up and kicked the stirrup to stand up, raised the club and hit the ball hard at the goal, the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and went straight to the hole.

"Boom-" It was a little higher, and the ball bounced off the goal board. Yang Muyun rushed to the horse at this time, and wanted to slow down the horse with the reins of the horse, but the horse turned his head and ran to the other side of the court, seeing that the ball was about to pass by, Yang Muyun's body flew off the saddle, and the dancing club swept on the grass, "Bang-" The ball touched the crossbar, and bounced back, "Goo-" and rolled into the hole with a sound.

Four to five, the sidelines were boiling again. Yang Muyun propped up his palms on the ground, his body leaped up, his toes lightly touched the back of a red-clothed rider's horse, and the whole person fell from the air like a peng spreading his wings, and sat back on the original horse.

This hand of the rabbit rises and falls, leaving the saddle, hitting the ball, and turning back in one go, and the action is so beautiful that the people on the sidelines are stunned. It wasn't until Yang Muyun flew back to the horse that all the people of the Pyra let out a sky-shattering cheer.

Agadorji's face darkened, and he glanced at the sandalwood that was about to burn out on the sidelines. Shout to all the white riders: "Put me in front of the field, I can't let them score any more goals." ”

All the white-clothed riders should be in unison, guarding all directions in the front court, putting on an iron bucket formation, no longer attacking.

Yuan Qi'er saw through Agadorji's arrangement, glanced at Yang Muyun and said, "It seems that they are no longer attacking the backfield, what should I do?" ”

"If they don't come out, they will find a way to mobilize them," Yang Muyun squinted his eyes and looked at Agadorji, who was in the middle of the front court, "As long as they lure him out, their defensive formation will be chaotic." ”

The ball was reopened, and Yang Muyun and Yuan Qi'er led a group of red-clothed riders to attack the front court. Agadorji was in the middle of the dispatch, leading the white-clothed riders to block left and right, and defusing the opponent's attacks one by one, and he was really a master of polo.

Yuan Qi'er saw that she couldn't attack hard, so she glanced at Yang Muyun. Yang Muyun understood and guided the red-clothed riders to launch an offensive on the left and right sides of the court at the same time.

The ball is swung like a forest of clubs, passed left and right, and gradually advanced towards the goal in the front court.

"Smack-" Agadorji twisted his horse and swung his club, cutting off the polo that was passing left and right. Squinted his eyes and looked, the backcourt was empty and there was no one, good opportunity, he didn't hesitate, shook the reins, swung the ball and galloped towards the backcourt goal.

"One more goal would have sealed the win." He thought so to himself, shaking the reins and urging the horses to speed forward, "The horses that have no one on the field are faster than my 'dark clouds cover the snow', and they can't catch up." He was more assured.

"Closer, closer......" He stared at the goal, picked the ball up, and was about to swing it. Whew-", the figure around him flashed, Yuan Qi'er rushed out of nowhere, "pop-" hit the ball out one step ahead of him, and the ball flew forward like an arrow from the string with a strong wind.

Agadorji's heart sank, and he turned around to see the ball flying over the heads of the white-clothed riders, but none of them reacted to intercept it. Ball speed too to be exact

Fast, some people want to intercept but don't have time to shoot. I could only watch the ball fly over, Yang Muyun, who stopped not far from the goal in the front court, kicked the stirrup, got up, and was about to catch the ball, a white-clothed rider pursed his lips and whistled, Yang Muyun dismounted the horse in his crotch, "sigh law-" A long neigh, suddenly stood up, his body was crooked, and the ball flew over the edge of the rung.

There was a cry of regret on the sidelines, and the hearts of all the Rakites sank, this was a perfect opportunity to equalize, and after it was lost, there was no time, and the sandalwood that was about to burn out was about to be extinguished.

Yang Muyun was in a hurry, and he turned the reins to rush over. There was another whistle, and the horse sprang into the air, raised his hind hooves and shook it vigorously, and he sat unsteadily, and fell off his horse.

Everyone let out an exclamation in unison, and the ball smashed on the goal board and fell, bounced on the ground and jumped, and before it landed again, a stick flew over, just as the rung hit the ball and pushed, and the ball bounced and jumped into the goal hole. It turned out that Yang Muyun stared at the ball at the moment of landing and threw the stick in his hand, and the stick accurately hit the ball that was about to land and pushed it into the goal.

Five to five, tied, sandalwood emitted the last wisp of green smoke, completely extinguished. There was a terrifying silence on the sidelines for a while, but then there was a sky-shattering shout. The plot flips so quickly that many people don't have time to reminisce.

The riders in red raised their arms and shouted in celebration of the hard-won draw. Yuan Qi'er had tears in her eyes, rode her horse to the front, saw Yang Muyun get up from the ground, and hurriedly asked, "How are you?" ”

"It's fine!" Yang Muyun patted the dust on his body nonchalantly.

"Come, get on the horse!" Yuan Qi'er stretched out her hand.

Yang Muyun saw a hand as white as jade stretched out, hesitated slightly, couldn't help but urge, pulled her hand and sat behind her. Yuan Qi'er rode a horse with him, circled the field, and accepted the cheers of the Ots to his heart's content.

All the Chahars fell silent, the white-clothed riders hung their heads, Agadorji's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the victory in his hand flew like this, and it flew inexplicably. If he is more steady, he stays in the front court and does not attack, if the horse turns Yang Muyun upside down earlier...... Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs. He could only watch as the other party shouted as if he were celebrating a victory.

"Slaughter the horse for me." There was nowhere to vent the frustration in Agadorji's heart, so he had to take the horse out of his anger.

As soon as the words fell, several white-clothed riders went to grab the sand and chestnut horse. The horses neighed and kicked their hooves, as if they had a premonition of foreboding.

A white-clad rider cursed and swung his staff and slammed his horse.

"Stop!" Yang Muyun couldn't bear to look at it, and shouted from afar.

"Why, if I teach my own horse, do you want to interfere?" Agadorzi said, with a blank stumbling eye.

"I was lucky to draw with His Highness," Yang Muyun arched his hand, "This horse is not guilty, please let His Highness let it go." ”

Agadorji snorted, ignored him, and ordered his men to pull the horse away.

"Second Highness," Yuan Qi'er smiled at him, "Before, you agreed with Yang Qian that if you lost, you would lose the mount to him." ”

"But I didn't lose!" Agadorji said hardly.

"Yes, but I didn't win," Yuan Qi'er smiled: "It's better to settle for the next best, you gave him this horse, right?" ”

Agadorji did not speak with a cold face.

"Could it be that His Royal Highness is reluctant?" Yuan Qi'er's eyes rolled, "The Second Highness has always been very generous, so he shouldn't be bothered with this Yang Qian's anger for a while, right?" ”

Agadorji glared at Yang Muyun coldly, turned the horse's head and walked out of the field, and the white-clothed riders let go of the horse and followed behind the master.

Watching Agadorji's back fade away, Yuan Qi'er retracted her gaze and turned to stare at Yang Muyun deeply, "I know, you will do your best for me." She put her arms around his neck and leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

"You're crazy, so many people watching." Yang Mu was like an electric shock, and wanted to push her away, but somehow there was no trace of strength in his arm.

"I just want everyone to see," Yuan Qi'er looked like silk, "You are the man I like." ”