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The weather on the grassland has been very good these days, there is no strong wind and no blizzard to harass, everyone can enjoy the rare winter warm sun very easily, and this has also caused the spectacular scene of more and more crowds in the competition field.

In the midst of all this hustle and bustle, there is one place where even the outermost part of the noise is tingling with the shouts, cheers, and heckles that sound from the center. This shows that the competition here must be one of the most popular in the whole venue.

One might ask, could it be that this is a rugby game named after someone?

No, no, this competition is a unique project for the people of the grassland, not the work of Li Shushi, the king of copycats.

And what Li Shushi is going to let Nero Sauce participate in today is such a competition.

"Bang!" As a slightly dull sound sounded, Li Shushi, who entered the core area of the arena from the "VIP Passage", saw a wooden long sword flying high, which should obviously belong to the weapon of the loser.

And then a loud gong sound confirmed Li Shushi's conjecture just now.

With the sound of this gong, it also marks the end of this round of fighting. The audience immediately gave the winner a warm round of applause and cheers, but there were also a lot of ridicule and ridicule of the loser.

This is the character of the steppe people, bold and realistic, so they advocate victory, as long as they do not violate a certain bottom line, they can do anything for victory. The winner will gain a qiē and the loser will lose a qiē, because this is not only the inevitable result of the battle between man, but also the outcome of the battle between man and beast, man and nature.

You can think that this kind of law is full of cruelty, but this is indeed the law that the grassland people must respect to continue to thrive in the harsh environment to this day, and the grassland people who do not respect these laws are already where the bones are.

The horses galloped across the grassland like arrows from the string, and wherever the horses' hooves stepped on, they could always lift a puff of black and yellow dirt.

Dressed in a magnificent wool felt on horseback and dressed in a fur jacket, the warrior regained the blade in his hand, and the weapon that shone with cold light made it impossible to ignore its great lethality, which was a weapon that could really be used to kill the enemy.

It's just that now it's a sports meeting that focuses on friendship first and competition second (believe it or not, the people of the steppe basically don't believe in it anyway), so no matter how sharp the weapon is, it can't be waved at people after all, and the target they need to face is the fruit on the stake that is irregularly placed but seems to have a unique route.

Really interesting game setup.

The wooden stake that houses the emerald green fruit with patterns is about the height of a person, but it is not exactly the same, some are slightly taller, some are shorter, and the fruit itself is the size of a human head, and every time it is chopped with a sharp weapon, it will splash a light red liquid, and it looks like blood splashing from a distance, which can be said to be quite good in terms of both actual combat and appearance.

Therefore, the wisdom of the grassland people really cannot be underestimated, this kind of project not only makes the original bloody killing interesting to fit the purpose of the games, but at the same time does not reduce the actual combat of the competition in the slightest, so that the audience can feast their eyes in the excitement.

By the way, in fact, many people should have reacted, yes, the emerald green fruit the size of a human skull is the familiar antidote to the heat - also known as the watermelon.

As a native of the Western Regions, although the watermelon at this time is far from being comparable to the sweetness of modern times, because of the drastic temperature difference in the Western Regions and the desertified soil in some areas, this fruit still has a far more delicious taste than ordinary fruits.

Of course, the watermelon that has been preserved until now is definitely inedible, but as an important prop for the Wusun nobles to exercise the elite troops on weekdays, it is enough to meet the consumption of this competition, otherwise there are not many such suitable props.

However, Li Shushi soon realized that this game of cutting watermelons did not seem to be as he imagined, only chopping and chopping and superb riding skills were enough, but had a full range of requirements for the contestants, including eyesight, technique, communication with the war horse, and the choice of route, the cooperation between eyes and hands, and the ability to react to sudden situations.

Because the habit they need to chop is a sphere, and it is not connected to the body through the neck like a human head, which means that if you are not athletic enough, then your chopping action is likely to cause the displacement of the watermelon and make your attack deviate and affect the score. It can even have a ripple effect on how you adjust your stance and the pace of your attacks on your follow-up targets. If you're even unlucky enough to have a sudden cold wind that shifts the watermelon a little distance just as you're ready to go under the knife, congratulations, your cup will be placed on the coffee table of this game.

It can be said that even the little strong children's shoes are not sure to complete the game with the most perfect attitude, so you can imagine the difficulty of the game.

And that's obviously not all there is to the game, when everyone in the group has finished the previous stage of the competition, the top 10 players need to be divided into red and blue sides by drawing lots after the game, and the winning side will have to fight each other according to the number of people to determine who can finally qualify for the group.

If there is an odd number of people left, the judges will choose the one with the worst table among the survivors of the winning group to eliminate it to ensure that the duel progresses smoothly, and finally the only one will be decided.

It can be said that this format is quite cruel, because each round of the game will consume a lot of body, so the players at the bottom of the order will definitely suffer, but if you want to be lazy and play the slide table xiàn not so active, then sorry, the referees are all experienced veterans, naturally know how to judge, so you still pray that your group can win while there are even survivors left or only you are the only survivor.

Of course, such a prayer is not so easy to achieve under everyone's hard work, so in this event, a careless will break out some big upsets, strength and luck are necessary elements to break through from this competition.

However, such rules also reflect the style of the grassland people that have no lower limit within the rules, so they can be popular.

In fact, Li Shushi thought more, no, or he and Jia Xu had a similar opinion - if this method of training could be widely promoted, then the simple and practical martial arts trained in this way, combined with the brave and tenacious character of the grassland people, would form an army that was difficult to defeat and could not destroy.

Think about the Mamluk cavalry that will crisscross the Middle East and North Africa in the future, and how much damage those terrifying fighter jets will do.

Of course, the premise of being able to achieve this is that you can control the scattered nomadic tribes, otherwise you will only cultivate a strong enemy that will give you a headache, just like the same Mamluk cavalry, but except for a few Egyptian sultans, this group of people is like the Germanic Janissaries of Rome, all kinds of rebellions emerge one after another, and the degree of the lower degree is not much worse than that of the island country.

Perhaps it is for this reason that this event has been the exclusive training program of the Wusun Praetorian Guard before this Games.

"This batch is really bad, if Yelida is with such a group of people, he will make it to the finals. But I'm afraid that there is nothing to be happy about for him to win against such an opponent. How about it, are you interested in trying it? ”

"Don't, I'm coming to the competition with Nero sauce today, so I won't do anything irrelevant except to cheer for Nero sauce~ Besides, wouldn't it make the referee embarrassed if I smashed those watermelons with the Yitian Sword."

Even good players like Yelida, Ban Hui, and Liang Kuan will be eliminated if they are not careful, Li Shushi believes that if he plays, it will definitely be even more miserable, as he said, compared to the fine chopping action, it is estimated that he is still more likely to use the width of the Yitian Sword to smash those watermelons into watermelon sauce. Thinking about the boos all over the world, Li Shushi directly dispelled the idea of playing.

"How do you see Nero-chan, do you have faith?"

Although it has only been a few hours since Nero sauce was transferred to become the Western Liang Cavalry, and the Romans' training methods for battlefield combat are also very different from those of these steppe peoples, but according to Nero sauce's bloody appearance in the morning, Li Shushi estimates that she should not refuse such a suggestion, although Nero sauce's state has been a little strange since the dull hair suddenly fell in the morning.

"Ah...... Yes! The host rest assured, Yu will not disappoint the host! ”

Although the reaction was a little confused, but once he stepped on the war horse, he became heroic as if he had changed a person, well, it should indeed be described in such a word - like a general who was about to go to battle, there was no longer the delicate charm of a girl, but instead of the killing air of a tyrant.

Sure enough, only at this point does he still have the demeanor of a former Roman tyrant?

Li Shushi began to look forward to Nero-chan's performance in the game.

Note: The scientific name of the rod is Faschismus (German), which originally refers to a bundle of moss rods carried by the Roman consuls on the shoulders of the bodyguards used to beat people, and an axe is inserted in the middle of the rod, symbolizing the power of the supreme governor of the country, and it is also a kind of execution tool - the death row prisoner is beaten hard with a moss stick until the skin is opened, and then the axe is pulled out and the head of the condemned prisoner is cut off on the spot. Later, it evolved into a term to describe National Socialism or militarism, and the latter posture is estimated to be familiar to those who have watched the German film depicting World War II.

ps: The grammar of Latin is so complicated, so we don't dare to say that our words must be correct, if there are experts who are proficient in this area think that our usage is wrong, please do not hesitate to point it out.

ps: The new week continues to ask for all kinds of things, although I don't know what the effect will be, woo goo......