Riding and shooting is unparalleled, which is the lingering impression of the people of the Central Plains on the grassland. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Including the civil and military generals of the imperial court, when it comes to the Mongolian cavalry, it comes and goes like the wind, brave and good at fighting, and cannot be defeated. When the Mongols came, the only thing they could do was to clear the walls, close the city gates, and defend them tightly.

The Mongols were good at field warfare, and the Han were good at defending cities.

It is an unforgettable impression that the Ming Dynasty spent countless military expenditures every year, constantly building the Great Wall, building forts, strengthening beacon towers, and striving to make the turtle shell harder.

When Tang Yi was in Xuanda, he saw with his own eyes that there was a pier in one or two miles, as high as two or three zhang, which was endless and spectacular.

It's just that he doesn't like passive defense very much, he feels that he should take the initiative to fight back, but the court is up and down, and it's hard to return, and it's useless to say it.

However, the appearance of the Arabian horse, the hearty victory, completely changed the views of many people, at least these people who witnessed the game will not say anything about the Mongolian cavalry, will not have too much respect for the Mongolian cavalry, poor Mongolian horse, is not the opponent of the Arabian horse at all, in the arena, on the battlefield is also the same!

The fear in his heart is gone, what will happen next?

Thousands of high-headed horses, carrying surging knights, poured into the grassland, just like Huo Qubing did back then, killing the heavens and the earth and the sun and the moon......

It's like a big river, which can be taken and demanded in normal times, but once the river swells and turns into a flood, anyone can be easily destroyed.

Daming is like the river, and the tribes of the grassland are the people who stand by the river.

The monk Ah Xing was a wise monk who walked down from the top of the snow-capped mountains and traveled thousands of miles to the grassland, hoping to persuade me to conquer the tribes of the steppe with his teachings.

He knew that if he wanted the Mongols to be valued, he had to show real skills.

"Venerable Ironback Taiji, the old monk once presented you with a good horse from the Western Regions, do you remember?"

Faced with the fierce Arabian horse, Ah Xing could not boast about his horse with a clear conscience.

Tiebei Taiji's face was solemn, and he thought for a while and said: "That horse is indeed very good, but it may not be able to compare with the horse of the Ming people." He was embarrassed to say that he was not an opponent, in fact, Ironback was not optimistic about the horse at all.

Ah Xing gave him a tall variegated horse, which was a head taller than the Mongolian horse, and the running speed was also very fast, but the horse was only good at short distance running, and could not exceed three miles, and the distance of this race was six miles, which was twice as much, and it could not run down at all.

Seeing that Tiebei hesitated, Ah Xing approached him.

"Iron-backed Taiji, the old monk has a divine needle in his hand, which pierces into the body of the war horse, which can stimulate madness and increase speed, but after running once, the war horse will be wasted."

"This is good!" Ironback Taiji nodded without hesitation, in the preliminaries, didn't Qi Jimei beat Dai Qing with a spur, in his opinion, there was nothing wrong with sacrificing a defective war horse.

He has never been so hungry for victory, this is no longer a competition, but a battle for face, and there is no room for loss.

"Can you win against Akito with a needle alone?" Iron back is not at ease.

Ah Xing's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled mysteriously, and whispered twice in Tieback's ear, and Tiebei smiled when he heard it, and nodded again and again.

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"I didn't see my uncle, the monk went to his tent again."

After Zheno finished speaking, he turned his head and walked outside, and when he reached the door, he stopped again, was stunned for a moment, turned around, and went to the opposite side of Zhong Jin and sat down.

"Do you hear me?"

Zhong Jin blinked his beautiful big eyes and said with a smile: "Of course I heard it, you said that the monk went to find the iron back." ”

"There must be a conspiracy!" Zheno suddenly became very vocal, he had been a shaman since he was a child, but recently there were always monks arriving in the grasslands and encouraging the tribes to convert to them, and Zheno was very disgusted.

"Those ugly and dirty guys, full of intrigue and tricks, he will definitely not do good things, maybe he just wants to deal with the war horses of the Ming Dynasty."

After Zhenuo finished speaking, he stared at his sister with good eyes, he felt that his sister, who had always been close to the Ming Dynasty, should have some opinions, or...... Just tell the people of the Ming Dynasty about Ah Xing and let them teach Ah Xing a lesson!

Zhong Jin suddenly raised his head, "Big brother, we have to cooperate with a real powerhouse, if Mingren doesn't even have this ability, it's not worth believing at all!" ”

Zheno was stunned, the brilliance in his sister's eyes was full of wisdom, just like an old man in the tribe, and Da Ming was close, it was not just a momentary excitement, Zheno even had an idea, if his sister was a man, he was afraid that he would become a greater male lord than Me, but unfortunately, no matter how good the women of the grassland were, they could not control their own destiny.

After four days of continuous competition, most of the contestants have been eliminated.

The final final was between the winners of the first twenty-four races, all the thirteen Arab horses that participated in the competition all won, accounting for more than half of the share, and the remaining seven horses from Mongolia, four under the iron back, three emuls, and four horses that entered the final race, three of which were from Jiubian, one from Xuanfu, one from Yansui, one from Gansu, and one from the people, the rider was named Wu Kai, who was born in Liaodong, and his horse was bought from the Jurchens and trained hard, in the preliminaries, it shined, and the run was very good.

In the finals, he beat two Mongolian war horses, broke out a big upset, and became a grassroots hero in the spotlight, but Wu Kai participated alone, and came all the way, after continuous competitions, the state of the war horse was very bad, and before the finals, he announced his withdrawal,

As a result, there are only twenty-three horses left in the final race, all of which are official, and before the race, Tie Bei made a suggestion, he believes that all thirteen Arabian horses are participating, there are too many of them, and it is not fair at all, and in the last race, it is better for each party to only produce one horse and race.

Gao Gong discussed it with Jiang Dong, felt that it made sense, and asked Tang Yi again, Tang Yi didn't have anything to say, in fact, he was more precious to those Arab horses, each of which was taken care of by five special horse slaves, and one more game would increase the risk of injury, and he also pointed to the horses to spread out!

It's just that the iron-backed behavior makes Tang Yi a little strange, he has gone away, is there a way to get it back?

It looks like you should be a little more careful, Tang Yi thought secretly!

In all the excitement, the final race finally began.

The month-long competition, from the 43rd year of Jiajing, lasted to the 44th year of Jiajing, and the dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing and Tianjin all came to watch the game when they were resting in the first month.

The direct consequence is that the audience has exceeded 30,000, and there are many people, eating, drinking, and Lazar, and the tent alone is not enough to live.

Fortunately, Tianjin is the Zhongxing of materials from the south, and the small station is rich in reed seats, plus the command and dispatch of the two generals Yu Dayou and Tang Shen, everything is properly arranged, and there is no chaos at all.

Not only did the big guy appreciate the beauty of horse racing, but also tasted local delicacies and watched acrobatic performances, which was happier than the previous New Year.

The small station is about to develop, and all the people have poured out this idea, just a horse racing conference, so many people, what a big business opportunity, it is all Lord Tang is a good money boy, and now it seems that it is not bad at all.

Joyful and happy, the players entered the arena.

Zhu Shan personally drove the white Arabian horse, in the soft sunlight, his spirit was flying, his high head was full of arrogance, and as soon as he appeared, he won a full house.

Following behind was Ma Dong of Xuanfu, his mount was a yellow horse trained by Ma Fang himself, the generals of the nine sides, it was recognized that the cavalry of the Ma Jiajun was the first, and the representatives of Yansui and Gansu towns took the initiative to retreat and gave way to Ma Dong.

After they came out, they waited for a while, and the riders of the Tiebei Taiji and Ordos Department finally appeared.

As soon as the iron-backed Taiji appeared, everyone was stunned. The war horse he rode was very different from the previous one, it looked one size bigger, thick and strong, very strong, and it didn't look much shorter than Zhu Shan's white horse?

"This, what's going on? When did Mongolian horses get so tall? Gao Gong asked in surprise.

Tang Yi studied the war horse for a year, and also had some experience, "Zhongxuan Gong, in my opinion, this horse is mostly a horse from the Western Regions, but the skeleton is thick, not like the Dawan good horse, which is known for its slender and handsome, it should be mixed-blood!" It's hard to say what the strength is. ”

Jiang Dong narrowed his eyes and nodded, agreeing with Tang Yi's judgment.

At this time, there were boos around the arena, joking, because of the previous Daiqing Taiji's tricks, the final has added regulations, and one person must ride. Ironback didn't ride the previous racehorse and was already in violation.

"Change back to the original horse, or you won't be allowed to race!"

"Yes, don't change horses on the spot!"

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The audience was noisy and shouting, but Tiebei didn't care, "Don't you think that with a good horse, you will be invincible in the world, why are you afraid that this station will not be successful?" Besides, the last game, unlike the previous one, is a game on behalf of Daming and Mongolia, if you are cowardly, you should admit defeat quickly! ”

"Ball! Dream on, even if you ride a dragon, you're going to lose! Zhu Shan took a sip hard.

Both sides are more energetic, accompanied by the starting pistol, four war horses galloped out, Zhu Shan rode an Arabian horse, still rushed in the first place, galloping like flying, as if stepping on the clouds, soaring clouds and fog, that comfortable needless to say.

Rushing out more than a hundred meters, Zhu Shan swept it with the corner of his eye, and suddenly frightened one, not only was the iron-backed war horse not thrown away, on the contrary, the pursuit became more and more fierce, and the distance between the two sides was actually narrowing.

Zhu Shan secretly sped up his speed, circled the field, it was a thousand meters, and when he ran to the second lap, the iron-backed horse was almost on par with Zhu Shan's horse, faintly surpassing the momentum,

Zhu Shan was stunned, how could it be so fast?

At this moment, the horse of another Mongolian knight seemed to have fallen, and he was unwilling to withdraw from the race, and after several attempts were unsuccessful, as a result, Zhu Shan's horse roared from behind, and soon overtook it, but not far from it, the white horse's pace slowed down, and then made a move that surprised everyone, and turned around and ran towards the injured horse...... (To be continued.) )