The silver ingots over there were finally negotiated, and the Mongolian general named Bultai really didn't dare to insist on confronting the king of Shunyi, and he also knew that the nobles in the city liked the young Han merchant in front of him, and there were also some Han merchants who lived in Qingcheng who wanted to cooperate with this Han proprietor.

But just let the people go, rushed over with great fanfare, and many people watched, and he became a joke, Bretai was not angry in his heart, and signaled the order with his eyes, his subordinates had more than fifty people, and suddenly instigated the horses to run, which was originally a semi-circle formation, and after running, it was to sandwich Zhang Han and others in two columns of horse teams.

"Yo Lotus ......"

As they ran, all the Mongol cavalry drew their scimitars from their waists and waved them over their shoulders in their hands, the light of the knives flashed, and the hooves of the horses flew, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The silver ingot stood up on the horse, he had no choice, and Bultai did not do anything, just rode his horse back and forth, this is a provocation among the Mongols, if the silver ingot and Zhang Han have no one to fight, then even if they lose, after entering Qingcheng, Bultai and his subordinates will also have the name of martial arts, even if they are remembered by the nobles in the city because of such unruliness, but the price paid is limited, it is still worth it.

The Mongolian armored horsemen were still shouting, making a provocative sound to Zhang Han and the others, and their horses were also running closer and closer, and after forming two columns, they crossed and ran in front of Zhang Han and the others, and after a while, they exchanged left and right.

During the exchange, there were many armored horsemen who showed off their riding skills, jumped off the saddle, jumped a few steps on the ground and then jumped on the horse, or stood on the horse, pulled their riding bow, and did not use arrows, but pulled the bowstring towards Zhang Han and others, and when the bowstring was pulled, there was a sound of collapse, and these Mongols let out bursts of rough laughter.

The people watching around are not afraid of the big trouble, the more lively the more boring, whether it is the Mongolian or the Han people, in fact, it is the same, except for a few Han businessmen who are silent and do not want to see such a situation, many Han people who farm the land gather like the Mongolians, looking at Zhang Han and others with interest, and some people are taking out copper coins to bet to see if Zhang Han and others can have the courage to take on this challenge, if they fight, which side has a greater chance of winning?

"If you want me to say that the little proprietor is white and clean, and he hasn't grown a few beards, how can such a person have the courage to take this stubble?"

"I don't know which Xiao Langjun it is, relying on the money in his family, he even dares to break into here."

"Do you dare to compare with us Mongols than this Han Chinese?"

"Bet on ten sheep, I bet that the little proprietor of the Han people will not dare to accept it!"

"I'll bet twenty heads, bet on Bulledai and they'll win."

Whether it is the Han or the Mongolian, most of them have the same opinion on this matter, and the handicap is opened, but unfortunately almost no one should bet, some gamblers are born to gamble, but look at Zhang Han and others, I feel that even if I fight big with a small fight, the winning side is too low, and I hesitate to speak out.

Those discussions not far away, Zhang Han also listened to them full of ears, he was silent, Liang Xing and the others were already half angry, Zhang Han looked at Duo'er and asked, "Duo'er, what do they want to compare?" ”

"Equestrianism, archery, wrestling."

"What's not to compare to?" Zhang Han said: "Duo'er, you go, compare with them." ”

"Okay."

Duo'er laughed fiercely, his face turned purple, he said that he was a Tartar official, in fact, the family has lived in the Han realm for more than 200 years, because it is a border army family, the family has been refining martial arts for generations, and he has not lost a single star.

At that moment, Duo'er took the lead, pointing to an arrogant armored horse on the other side, the two first rode to one place, and then discussed the distance, and then the two rode side by side, and galloped away together in the direction of a small hill in the distance.

This kind of galloping competition, in fact, is also very much more than the riding skills of both sides, the horses are not too much, there will be no obvious gap, and the control of the horse galloping, turning, climbing, and horse skills, this is a horse knight's full set of skills, do not have the slightest falsehood, the ability is a little worse, is backward, and even fall off the horse, if it is really a battle, an elite cavalry can pick down dozens of people and they will not be damaged at all, the gap in strength on the horse, far more powerful than the ground.

The two horses rushed out, not only Zhang Han everyone on his side paid attention to the competition between Duoer and the armored horseman, but the people around the audience also shouted loudly, provoking more people to run over to see this rare lively, this is not the same tribe of the Mongolian people playing a game, the effectiveness of the two sides is the Han caravan on the one hand, and the Mongolian armored cavalry on the other, but I can't see that this Han little proprietor has such courage, and really dares to send his subordinates to catch the provocation of the Mongols. If you take the handicap, there are already dozens of sheep in the account.

Duoer and the opponent instantly ran out of the distance, the two horses parallel forward, separated by dozens of steps, both of them are experienced riders, are tightly fitted between the horse's neck, the legs are slightly raised, the thighs are tightly attached to the horse's belly, such a posture is very horsepower-saving, but also let the horse know the owner's intentions for the first time, both of them are short and strong and lap legs, the riding posture is almost identical, after running out of the distance is almost half a horse, the speed is also mentioned to be the fastest, almost like the wind galloping.

Seeing such a situation, the onlookers cheered, Zhang Han was a little worried, and looked at Li Zhiye, he and Wang Duoer were both from Ji Town.

"The proprietor is at ease." Li Zhiye showed a smile on his face: "They are better than others, Wang Duoer is also a first-class good player in our Ji Town, and the Tartar is just an ordinary armor horseman, Wang Duoer is sure to win." ”

Zhang Han was a little fixed in his heart, and when he thought about it, this was indeed the case, his subordinates, whether they were dart masters or night guards, were all selected by thousands, and these armor soldiers in front of him may also be good among the Mongols, but they are still far from Zhang Han's kung fu of selecting the best of the best when he picks the night.

As it was, when they ran three miles away, Duoer distanced himself from the Mongol, his posture on the horse was more reasonable, and he knew how to adjust the horsepower, they had already crossed two hills, turned a slightly narrow mountain road, galloped to the last hillside, and then ran back after they detoured, Doer's control of the horse would definitely make him and the opponent farther away, so that the opponent could not catch up.

The crowd of onlookers did not distinguish between Mongolia and Han, although they didn't know that Duo'er was actually a Mongolian, they only respected the person who was better at driving the war horse, and many people cheered for him when they saw Duo'er's attitude of chasing the wind.

Bulertai's face turned blue, and his subordinates were also anxious, but they thought that their riding skills might not be much higher than their robes, and after seeing Wang Duo'er riding a horse, almost no one would think that their riding skills were still above that Ming man.

"This guy is using a bow and arrow!"

Wang Yikui's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly shouted.

Everyone also hurriedly paid attention to the hand movements of the Mongolian armored horseman, and sure enough, they saw that the man had already pulled a riding bow away, and the bowstring was pulled into a full circle, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations and scolding, a feathered arrow was clearly visible to the naked eye, and shot quickly towards Duo'er.

The silver ingot reminded Zhang Handao: "This arrow is bent by the arrow, and it is also a kind of competition to shoot the arrow immediately." ”

When everyone heard this, they understood, but their eyes at the tartar were still full of contempt, and they shot an arrow silently, similar to a sneak attack, and they really couldn't afford to lose.

Silver ingot's face was also a little embarrassed, no matter what, it was his people who did such a humiliating thing, and the Mongols were still boasting about their sincerity, and this time they really lost their face to their grandmother's house.

"It's okay," Li Zhiye still looked calm: "If this arrow can't be dodged, he doesn't deserve not to collect it that night." ”

The Zhao family brothers and Ren Jing also looked indifferent.

Ye Bu Hui has just entered this group, Zhang Han is sincere to his subordinates, the salary is heavy, and everyone moves to a small family, of course, they really want to integrate into this group, but they have joined for a short time, and they don't know each other too well, especially Ye Bu Hui always has a sense of arrogance, all the dart masters are not looked at by them, together with Liang Xing and Yang Qiu, they are faintly not recognized, only Wang Changfu is really skilled, except for a few in Ye Bu Hui, most of them are not Wang Changfu's opponents, plus Wang Changfu is well-informed, can train recruits, this layer is indeed much stronger than ordinary nights, so so, Wang Changfu barely got the recognition of this group, in addition to Wang Changfu, Wang Yikui and Li Laibin and other meritorious service, the bandits have seen the blood of the dart master, in their eyes is also similar to the recruits, every time they see these night disdain eyes, the dart masters are trembling with anger, if it is not for the strict rules, I am afraid that the group fight has been fought a few times.

At this time, although they have the same hatred and hatred, listening to Li Zhiye's words, the dart masters are still a little unhappy, and they are too arrogant if they don't accept these nights!

But Wang Duoer's performance also quickly confirmed Li Zhiye's words!

The arrow is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, almost in the blink of an eye, it flies in front of Do'er, the opponent's original intention of shooting the arrow is to disturb Do'er's control of the horse, harass his travel speed, in order to catch up with himself, this arrow seems to shoot fiercely, but in fact, the strength is not very strong, and it does break the arrow...... The Mongolian is not shameless to the point of keeping an arrow, a veteran of the battlefield like Duoer can see at a glance that it is a broken arrow, and the arrow without the arrow can only be shot closely, and it is not easy to control the accuracy at all if it is a little farther away, even if it is close, this arrow is also light before sinking, and the strength is not great, after looking at it, he let it go slightly, and in the eyes of the people behind it, it seems that the arrow hit him, and after everyone exclaimed, Duoer suddenly turned around, and everyone saw clearly, the arrow just now happened to be held in the mouth by Duoer!