The people who were excited yesterday quickly became disappointed and regretful, too fast to really see it clearly. The overwhelming topic of the entire Bianjing City is related to flywheel cars.

Today's people gathered at the gate of the royal garden again, and the flywheel cart that was worried that it would fall apart yesterday was parked in the royal garden again, and everyone could only watch from a distance, and could not cross the rope cordon guarded by the military masters.

In the crowd gathered, there were many regrets, and there were even people who told that after watching the flywheel car racing yesterday, in order to make up for the regret of watching the flywheel car, they wandered around the street, listened to the relevant information in all directions, and found the passionate narration of the person who caught up with him and witnessed the real race.

In the crowd was a man in his thirties, tall, sturdy, bronzed, with the basic characteristics of a Mongol, a man of great strength who was known at first glance, and he answered what he had seen yesterday amid the chatter of others.

Because this man was leading a sturdy horse, people asked strangely: "It's not that you didn't see the live race clearly yesterday, but today you want to express it for a short distance. ”

The man leaned against the horse's front legs, put his hand on the horse's neck, as if he was intimate with his girlfriend, and he said quite proudly: "You don't know, the only one who really outperformed the flywheel yesterday is my old buddy, and it is a well-deserved Maxima!" ”

The horse listened to his master's praise in response, snapped his nose in response, and raised his head to look at his master, as if to convey mutual gratitude.

The enthusiasm of the people was aroused, and everyone moved closer to the horse to inquire about the specific situation of yesterday.

The Mongolian man said: "Yesterday from the royal garden, after the turn, it was a straight official road out of the city, and the horse team in front of the flywheel car was lined up a little wider than the flywheel car, and the queue was galloping. The queue remained intact, which indeed played a role in clearing the way and also ensured the personal safety of the strange people. ”

It's not that people care, it's the racing process. In the midst of urgent questioning, the Mongolian man said: "Running straight, the horse team is not an opponent, when the distance is shortened to three or four zhang, the flywheel car only runs two or three shouts on the official road, and it is about to catch up with the horse team......"

There was a dangerous atmosphere in the air, and people felt as if they were there. I was scared, as if there was a tragic situation of people turning on their backs in front of me, as if I saw the blood flowing, as if I heard heart-rending screams, and countless hideous faces of death were approaching.

Seeing that everyone was so nervous, the Mongolian man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, the horse teams are all composed of trained cavalry, and when they gave the order to evacuate, the horse teams on both sides quickly rushed to both sides of the official road. The horses in the middle galloped to both sides, and soon they were able to evacuate. ”

While everyone was rejoicing, the Mongolian man's face was sweating and trembling. With the astonishment of the people, he told the scene that still haunts him to this day: the ten horses that finally evacuated the middle of the official road were getting closer and closer to the flywheeler. The flywheel car did not slow down, and the knight on horseback jumped up from the horse and soared into the air. Jump into the grass on both sides of the official road......

It's better to come early than to come by chance, Danqing Caizi squeezed into the crowd, just in time to hear the story below, he was not in a hurry to express his opinion like many people, but listened quietly, listened, and made up for the wonderful scene that he wanted to see but didn't see yesterday.

The hearts of the people were raised, and the timid people closed their eyes, and could not bear to see the scene of flesh and blood, and the brave people were also very nervous, fearing that the chariots and horses would collide, and the chariots would be destroyed and the horses and people would be misfortune.

It was dangerous, it was really dangerous, but fortunately, the last ten knights were very skillful, and after they unloaded from their horses, the horses galloped faster, but in this case, when the horses just left the official road, the flywheel car seemed to run over the hind hooves of the horses. The Mongolian man's voice is trembling, it's terrible!

Many people in the crowd began to blame the commander of the flywheel car racing for not being enlightened, and some people denounced it as an elm head, a pig brain, stupid and stupid, and stupid to be stupid. People who know about this situation are outraged.

Someone in the crowd asked the Mongolian man, where were you when the danger happened?

The Mongolian man told everyone that his horse was running after the flywheel, and when he saw the cavalry beginning to withdraw from the official road, he tightened the reins and let the mount make way for the knights, and the horse was not far behind, and actually rushed down the ramp on the side of the road, and chased from the path.

The people approached the great horse, and when he was proud to touch it, the horse did not want to, and began to shake his head and wave his ears to warn people not to touch it, but more and more people touched the horse, and he was very reluctant, so he warned the people with a slight hoove. Under the soothing of the Mongolian man, the horse did not hurt anyone.

However, the introduction of the Mongolian man is unexpected: although the horse caught up with the flywheel, after running about forty miles, the flywheel stopped, and the horse also stopped.

But after dozens of people on the flywheel car got off the car, borrowed the width of the fork in the road, pushed the flywheel car to turn around, the people on the car seemed to have not been addicted, they were full of energy, as if they had inexhaustible strength, scrambling to climb into the car, under a shouting order, in the sonorous gongs and drums, the flywheel car began to gallop again, but the thousand miles horse was still gasping for breath, his chest twitched very much, and he didn't eat the fresh grass, and he kept rolling in the grass, and he never wanted to get up.

Someone anxiously reminded that this is not okay, if the horse lies on the ground for a long time, it may not be able to get up.

The Mongol man agreed, and he recalled, too, in a hurry, pulled the reins vigorously, stroked the horse's whole body, and whipped it with a whip, and as he spoke, people saw that there were still blood marks on the horse's buttocks.

There were many people in the crowd who sympathized with the horse, and there were many who blamed the Mongolian men, of course, everyone did not worry about the fate of the horse, because it was still standing in front of it in spirit, but what was concerned was how the horse got up.

Under the concern of everyone, the Mongolian man said a little sadly: "At that time, I also shed tears for it, thinking that the horse was about to leave me, leaving his master, his old friend for many years, and the horse was also crying at this time. Tearful eyes looked at each other, the horses struggled on the ground, struggling, too difficult, too difficult! ”

Everyone began to persuade the Mongolian man not to be so sad, your old man is right in front of him, isn't it good?

People are moved by the intimate relationship between humans and horses, and there are also many well-wishers, crowding to the horses, taking out candy, fruits, and dry food, and feeding them to human friends!

This is a man of human nature, eating delicious food, approaching the well-fed person with his head in a friendly way, and sometimes sticking out his tongue to kiss the hand of the well-wisher.

Amidst the laughter, some people still cared about how the horse came back. Someone joked to the Mongolian man: "You are like brothers, usually he carries you, this time ......"

The man who spoke was humorous and subtle enough, and he said that half of it was left and half of it was left behind, and everyone could understand it, and the sea of joy immediately set off huge waves, and the sound of the waves came and went.

Amid the crowd's revelry, one of the voices shouted hoarsely: "Pack horses, pack horses!" And then form a chorus.

Suddenly, a string of galloping horses' hooves came, people looked for the direction from which the hooves came, and began to cheer, it turned out to be the cavalry team that opened the road yesterday, and the Mongolian man's horse greeted as if he saw an old acquaintance, and raised his head and bowed his head, as if an old acquaintance of mankind greeted, nodding his head. (To be continued.) )