With a crisp sound of gongs, the war horse endurance and rider martial arts competition began.

Twenty war horses with knights, roared, rushed out of the casino, rushed onto the track, the world's largest bet, officially opened.

Ten pairs of riders, as soon as they rushed out of the racecourse, began to deliberately catch each other. Zhao Laoer's rider got the death order and killed all of Zhao Xing's riders at all costs. Victory, heavy reward, defeat, beheading.

Zhao Laoer's people are tall and mighty, and they are all one out of a thousand, while Zhao Xing himself only has a thousand horses, which can only be regarded as one hundred miles of peach, which is not equal.

A rider of Zhao Lao Er rushed forward, leaned towards one of Zhao Xing's riders, roared, grabbed the reins of the horse tightly with one hand, and waved the big stick in his hand with the other, and swept out.

Zhao Xing's rider saw the wooden stick whistling coming, and without hesitation, he raised his hand to catch it with his shield.

As soon as this action came out, the gamblers watching the battle on both sides of the road immediately let out a scream.

Everyone is an expert, and it was immediately obvious that this was Zhao Xing's rider, who found that his war horse was inferior to the other party in terms of speed and physical strength, but he wanted to take it hard, preparing to die with the enemy and fall off the horse together.

In this era, there was no saddle, and on the back of the horse, a blanket was draped over them. His role is only twofold, one is to slow down the bump of the rider's buttocks, and the other is to prevent the horse's back from being injured by rubbing. The rider simply grasps the reins or mane and clamps the horse's belly with his legs so that he does not fall off the horse while galloping.

With such a huge collision force, neither of the two people can get good.

Of course, Zhao Laoer's rider understood this truth, so he didn't dare to use 10 points of strength, but when he saw the opponent raise his shield to greet him, he smiled at that time. Himself won.

He is taking the initiative to attack, and he has already adjusted his stability, and the opponent is in a hurry, as long as he bumps into it, the opponent will inevitably roll off the horse.

It was nothing more than the thought of lightning and lightning, the sticks and shields slamming into each other, and just as the spectators were about to exclaim that someone was about to fall off their horses, their exclamations stuck in their throats, because they didn't see the end they wanted to see.

took the initiative to strike, and the shocked shook the horse a few times, grabbed the reins of the horse, and desperately clamped his legs, without falling off the horse. This is to be expected. But it was precisely because he tightened the reins of the horse that the horse had to stop alive.

And the passive strike, under such an impact, there should be no suspense to fall off the war horse, and a miracle appeared, this Zhao Xing's rider only shook the war horse twice, and did not grasp the reins, just on the galloping war horse, sat down again.

"Boom-" An exclamation immediately resounded all over the road, where did Zhao Xing find such a rider, this is absolutely unparalleled in the world, even if it is a small Hu people who survive on horseback on the grassland, with such riding skills, it is also one in a million.

And what surprised them even more was that their eyeballs fell to the ground. This rider did not control the reins of the war horse with his hands, but found that the war horse was actually galloping, and it seemed to automatically turn in a circle, and then pounced on the rider of Zhao Laoer, who was just about to start on the ground, and the wooden stick in his hand also flew out, and the strength had been used, full of ten.

Zhao Laoer's rider was shocked at first sight, looking at the wooden stick rushing in his face, he only had two choices, either to take it hard, or to jump off the war horse.

Hard, he didn't have a shield in his hand, and when he looked at the whistling wooden stick, hitting his chest, he must have broken bones and tendons. Let the other party also be hit by this reaction force and knock down the war horse.

But for the victory of the master, Zhao Laoer's rider opened his eyes angrily, roared, grabbed the reins of the war horse with both hands, clamped his legs tightly, and took the big stick alive.

Colliding with each other, doubling the force generated by this hard blow, I heard the sound of a broken sternum, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the rider's mouth, and finally the rider couldn't bear it, screamed miserably, and fell off the warhorse.

However, Zhao Xing's rider still shook the war horse a few times, then stabilized his body, and did not see him adjust the direction of the war horse with his hands, so the war horse automatically turned a corner and chased towards the team, and the rider let out a hearty cheer on the horse.

In the midst of everyone's great shock, in the first round, Zhao Xing's rider won. Zhao Xing Zhao Lao Er, ten to nine, temporarily leading.

Another pair of riders also fought together, both of them heroes, waving sticks at each other on their horses, desperately striking each other.

Zhao Laoer's knight is skilled, and Zhao Xing's rider is a strength confrontation, and the two sides are inseparable for a while.

Zhao Laoer's rider was agile, swept with a stick, and fought to lose both, but Zhao Xing's rider did not take this baton hard, and in the midst of all the attention, he actually made a backward fall, and his whole body was lying on the back of the horse. A whistling stick hit the tip of his nose empty.

Actually, yes, yes, he actually lay on the back of a horse, and he didn't fall off, what kind of miraculous skill is this? For such a spectacular performance, the gamblers have long forgotten who they are betting on and cheered loudly for this superb rider's skill.

And the rider of the unlucky boy Zhao Lao Er, because he used too much force, hit the air with a stick, and had no place to focus, he couldn't sit still on the horse's back anymore, and was put under the horse by himself.

But this fellow was indeed a warrior, and he jumped up from the ground, and when he saw the empty horse behind him, he did not hesitate to grab the reins of the horse and jump on it.

Once again, everyone had to cheer for the rider's superb skills.

As a result, they cheered early, because just when this rider had just jumped on the war horse, a Zhao Xing's rider happened to rush up from behind, and he actually stretched out a foot.

Yes, yes, you read that right, he really pulled out a foot on the galloping horse and yelled playfully: "You go down for me." The foot kicked the rider who had just mounted his horse. This guy was kicked off the war horse without any suspense.

When he stood up bravely again, he saw his horse and his enemy, laughing and leaving, leaving him messy in the rolling dust.

The gamblers on both sides of the road, all the people were stunned, in the galloping war horse, it was difficult to sit still with all their strength, this guy could still pull out a foot and kick the enemy off the war horse, what kind of miraculous skill is this? This can no longer be regarded as a human being in the cognition of normal people, this guy is a god.

There are several other pairs of people who catch and kill each other, and Zhao Xing's rider's unbelievable action performance makes people look drunk and obsessed, and now all gamblers no longer think about winning or losing their bets. The fact that they were able to see this wonderful, unearthly riding show was enough to make them think that all their bets, even if they lost their money, were worth it.

Because although they are gamblers, they are also Zhao people. Zhao Ren is good at martial arts, and his obsession with combat skills is far greater than gambling.

Zhao Laoer's riders also discovered these miraculous skills of their opponents, which they could not compare. So they immediately changed their tactics, abandoned the idea of knocking their opponents off their horses, took advantage of their horses, and went all out to attack the target, ready to win the gamble in terms of speed.

Their goal was achieved, and the war horse that was one out of a thousand made them get rid of Zhao Xing's rider in a short time, and they were far ahead, so that Zhao Xing's rider could only follow behind and eat dirt.

The gamblers frantically cheered for both sides, shouting and cheering along the way, which was earth-shattering.

At this time, Zhao Xing's riders suddenly tore open the curtain around the horses and showed the world their latest equipment, stirrups and Takahashi saddles.

Just when people were amazed and inexplicable for a while, Zhao Xing's rider did not whip the war horse desperately and chased with all his might, but still maintained the original speed, even if he was thrown away by the opponent, he was not in a hurry.

Just when everyone was anxious for them, Zhao Laoer's cavalry team was getting slower and slower. Knowledgeable riders know that the hooves of Zhao Laoer's horses are beginning to crack, and the pain of the horses' hooves makes these war horses have to slow down their galloping speed. But in order to win, Zhao Laoer's rider still whipped the war horse desperately and galloped towards the target.

Suddenly, a divine horse but a war horse suddenly neighed and fell down, and the four horses' hooves were dripping with blood, and they couldn't stand up for anything, and they couldn't stand up for anything, and they were paying for a BMW that was chosen from a thousand miles.

However, looking at Zhao Xing's war horses, they were still full of energy, maintaining the original speed and continuing to gallop. Slowly caught up with the opponent, overtook the opponent, shook off the opponent, and then in a burst of hearty cheers, reached the middle point, Zhao Xing but the rider led the team, bent over, in the galloping but on the horse, copied the red flag of victory, they shouted and shouted, directly turned the smoke and dust, and disappeared on the way back from the north of the city.

"It's back, it's back." With the shouting of one person in the casino, all the remaining people stretched their necks, and saw that the first one to rush in was Zhao Xing's riders, one, two, three, ten war horses, ten riders, one did not fall rushed over, and then circled the field, showing their victory.

At the same time, the equipment invented by their masters, such as Takahashi saddles, stirrups, and horseshoes, is also displayed.

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