Jiang Ge looked left and right, all of them were Mongolian strong men who looked tall and big, although he himself was also a Northwest Khan in Western Xia, but standing among them, he seemed to be a little weak. Burning Library

These Mongolian Great Khans didn't know Jiang Ge originally, but Jiang Ge's performance in the wine fight just now, although not as eye-catching as Yang Xiangwu, was still appreciated by some clear-eyed Mongols. Of course, some of the Mongols still had a look of disdain on their faces when they saw a Tangut man in the middle to race horses.

Jiang Ge showed a very calm expression, and was not afraid of this horse race because of the strange eyes next to him, he had already waterproofed his forehead in the wine fight just now, and he was going to play his best in the face of these Mongolians this time.

At this time, there was a crisp sound of horses' hooves not far away, and the Mongolians next to them saw a snow-white little white horse coming, and they all made a way for it to come in.

Jiang Ge looked up and saw that it was Princess Siqin who had just finished performing equestrianism, but she didn't expect that she would also participate in this horse race, which was quite surprising. Jiang Ge was about to step aside, but Princess Siqin had already noticed him, "Jiang envoy doesn't have to avoid it, let's race together." It's not the first time you've seen me, and we're old friends. ”

Princess Siqin's very friendly words and the brightest smile on the grassland made Jiang Ge feel happy, and he didn't see Princess Siqin's shelf, so he readily agreed to race horses next to her.

"Hey, that envoy of Western Xia asked you to go down, this is the track of our land khan, you go to the side." At this time, several big men led a black horse from Zamuhe to Princess Siqin and Jiang Ge's two horses, and forcibly separated them.

Princess Siqin frowned, "Why is Uncle Zamuhe also interested in coming here to race horses today." ”

"Siqin, my uncle is here to accompany you in horse racing, and by the way, let some people see what real strength is." At this time, Zamuhe stepped onto the fierce black horse, looked at Jiang Ge intentionally or unintentionally and said.

Princess Siqin knew that Uncle Zamuhe and Jiang Ge were on the bar today, and she threw a look of hope and understanding at Jiang Ge very apologetically. Jiang Ge also showed great generosity. Zha Muhe looked at the two of them, and his heart was even more unhappy, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "What about the referee? Everyone is here, why don't you shout to start? ”

At this time, a Mongolian referee ran over in a panic and waved the flag in his hand, "Please get ready, the game is about to start." ”

"Jiang envoy will race the horse for a while, I won't deliberately release water, you can also come on." Princess Siqin said through Zamuhe.

Jiang Ge smiled and said, "Thank you princess for reminding me, I will definitely go all out, and I will not disappoint Her Royal Highness the princess." Oh, by the way, and this land khan, who lost to you in a wine fight just now, we will have to compete again in this horse race. ”

Seeing that this young man was not small, and he choked in front of his beloved Princess Siqin, he was even more violent, but as a local khan, he couldn't be too rude, so he said with a straight face: "Hmph, the envoy of Western Xia is also very angry, don't have an advantage in this horse race because you have tamed the strongest little red horse of the Heavenly Khan." Let me tell you, we Mongolians have grown up on horseback since childhood, and only those who can't ride horses don't have horses that can't run fast. What you're saying now sounds good, you won't cry. ”

Zha Muhe was naturally jealous in his heart that Jiang Ge had conquered the Heavenly Khan, the legendary horse that could get Princess Siqin by conquering it, and he had tried many times, but all of them ended in failure, so he was angry and anxious now. Eager to prove his strength, so in his urging, the referee lowered the flag and gave an order, and the horse race began.

The first to bear the brunt was the dark horse of the Di Khan, obviously he ran away, but no one dared to say anything as the Di Khan, so the game continued.

Horse racing is the same as other sports, and it is one of the activities that is deeply loved by the vast number of herders. Wonderful horse racing adds infinite happiness and infinite passion to people's spiritual realm and interest in life. This traditional sports activity adds a festive atmosphere to the grassland and creates a favorable space for the harmonious development of the grassland. In the grassland in midsummer July, the water and grass are abundant, the cattle and horses are strong, the joy of the harvest is overflowing on everyone's face, the celebratory pastoral song spreads all over the grassland, the grassland is like a galloping horse, developing forward every day, and the happy life of the children of the grassland is more beautiful.

Horse race, also known as "speed horse racing". It's a long-distance speed race, and it's a kind of perseverance race. In the traditional horse race, in order to reduce the burden on the horse, there is no saddle, and most of the riders are young and middle-aged, and they travel lightly. There are generally many horses participating in the galloping race, ranging from dozens to hundreds. Horse races, no timing, regardless of the age of the horse, no fixed track on the field, generally not graded, the first to reach the finish line is the champion.

The people who participated in the horse race this time were not only officials and clansmen in the Mongolian court, but also some herdsmen from the people, which really shows that the people of the Mongolian Heavenly Khan and the people at the bottom were in harmony.

The riders' bodies are tightly glued to the horses, no matter how fast the horses are, they are always so cheerful and free, as if they are moving on the ground, they are really worthy of the horseback people! Looking at these riders dressed in colorful costumes, with colorful ribbons tied on their heads, blowing in the wind, so elegant, infinitely elegant, relaxed, full of pride, and infinite passion. This is the prototype of grassland life, which is longing and reverie.

When you see the horses galloping on the field, dragging the rolling dust behind them, such a majestic scene is amazing! But Lu Xiaoyu is even more envious of those riders on horseback, they have superb horseback riding skills, driving mighty and majestic horses galloping in the field, like eagles with wings, vigorous and graceful, sometimes stretching out their arms, sometimes doing a variety of different postures of performance movements, is so chic, so romantic......

But in addition to those riders who are mixed with equestrian performances, there are also real horse racing players like Zamuhe and Jiang Ge. Now Zamuhe is still ranked first, and the level of the players behind is not low, Jiang Ge is also barely ranked second, and if he is not careful, he will be caught up by the people behind.

The end of their race was set at the foot of Tianqing Mountain, which was fifty kilometers away from Wan'an Palace, and then turned back to Wan'an Palace from there.