At each end of the court, there are two wooden pillars with wooden planks embedded in the goal, and a round hole is opened at the lower end as a ball room, and whoever hits a fist-sized ball into it wins.

In addition, the goal and the ball are carved in red, which is very eye-catching and helpful to see.

Of course, there are some very simple rules, such as not using your hands, only swinging, to avoid playing into a group fight.

If you replace the club with a knife......

The thought flashed away, and it was indeed necessary for the country to respect this, and the martial spirit was indispensable.

The terrain of the Wa Kingdom is long and narrow and mountainous, so the horses are very short, and with their height, there is a wonderful style of monkeys riding dogs.

Therefore, after the appearance, he did not receive any applause, and everyone was amazed and did not have any expectations for the victory of the Japanese state.

In contrast, the Silla people were a little taller, but they were not very bloody, and even more so after being taught a few times by the Tang army.

In addition, the number of envoys sent was not large, and there were even fewer people who knew martial arts and were good at riding and archery, and they caught a chef with first-class kimchi skills, and barely gathered twelve team members.

"It's boring."

After looking at it for a while, Li Xian shook his head.

King Zhou and King Xiang couldn't help frowning.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a match between Datang and Tubo in the back, Meng Fan couldn't help but want to leave.

"These little dwarfs are quite fierce......

Li Lingyue, who is only cardamom age, in Meng Fan's eyes, is a pure little girl, watching the Japanese who are only about the same height as herself going on a rampage, shouting, the score is slightly ahead, and she can't help but sigh.

In the end, Silla defended the fact that he was sitting on the throne of the Wa Kingdom with a stunner.

It's a pity that no one feels excited, so it's just a matter of rookies pecking at each other, just watch it as a lively one.

The main drama is finally about to start, and for some reason, Meng Fan feels that there may be an accident next.

At this moment, a burst of cheers broke out on the side stage, and when the eyes were redirected to the court, I saw the Datang Yulin Army Shed team tie up the horse's tail and enter the field with a club in hand.

The cheers were endless.

This game was held in the forbidden palace of the imperial capital of Chang'an, in the words of later generations, it was called home advantage, and before it started, it won over the Tubo people in momentum.

As we all know, the Datang horse breeding industry is extremely prosperous, especially the horses selected for the royal competition, which are carefully selected and bred from generation to generation, with Turkic horses as the main breed, and some other bloodlines are crossed, so that endurance, flexibility and kinship are more prominent.

The horses on the Tibetan side are slightly shorter, but they are definitely not picky in terms of endurance, and they are stronger than the horses of Turkic origin, because they live in the highlands.

Compared with the messy game just now, this time it was undoubtedly more ornamental, the Tibetan team cut all the manes on the necks of the racing horses short, and the Yulin Army braided the horse's mane into a flower shape, and both sides tightly braided the horsetail.

The reason for this is to avoid entanglement in the fierce competition and delay the progress of the event.

Very professional.

As the two sides lined up, they lined up, and the strong horse's legs were like a jungle of muscles.

As soon as the drum sounded, it officially began.

Tang Jun hit the first shot, and with a crisp sound, the crescent head of the stick stirred up a large piece of loess on the ground, and the polo was beaten far away.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of hooves was loud, like thunder, and both sides were chasing the ball.

The cheers continued.

However, this situation did not last long, and the Tang Dynasty was dumbfounded. In less than half an hour of the opening game, the Tubo people scored three goals in a row, this group of people seemed to come prepared, the ball skills were very powerful, and the sharp soldiers selected from the Yulin army were rushed to the point that they had no power to fight back.

On the sub-platform, the Tibetan envoy laughed when he saw this, and he was very proud.

Abused at home?

Or do you want to enjoy singing and dancing, fill your stomach with imperial kitchen skills, and then come here to endure this one-sided show and watch your own people being abused?

The officials and even the women in the palace naturally looked unhappy, and some soldiers shouted:

"Erlang, change Erlang to play."

The queen of heaven has four sons, the former prince died of illness, Erlang is naturally the current prince Li Xian, and the palace guards all know that he is very good at ball, so they take the lead in shouting his name, wanting to reverse the decline.

In order to calm down the noise of the people, Wu Zetian, the queen of heaven, said to Li Xian next to him: "You go down to participate, don't spoil everyone's fun."

"Son's Command."

"The queen mother, the son will also go."

King Zhou and King Xiang spoke in unison.

The nobles of the Tang Dynasty loved to hunt, as a prince, as long as they were not born weak, they would be exposed to horseback riding, archery, etc., not to mention practicing all day long, the frequency would certainly not be lower than that of the Praetorian Guards.

Soon the three brothers changed into narrow-sleeved robes, wore hoods, hard-soled boots, and held crescent-shaped clubs in their hands, and entered the court in a heroic manner.

This time, Baiguan immediately rekindled his hope, raised his arms and shouted again, not caring about any majesty.

I saw Li Xian riding a high-headed horse, replacing the three with his two younger brothers, galloping to join them, running back and forth, and the horse was abnormal.

The atmosphere became enthusiastic at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the person who shouted the most fiercely was beside him, Meng Fan saw Li Lingyue dancing with his hands, and he was extremely energetic, obviously worshipping the three elder brothers very much.

However, those Tubo people did come prepared, and their skills were extraordinary, and there was no doubt that they were carefully selected and trained for a long time before they were sent to Chang'an.

Although I haven't seen the previous competition, the princes of the imperial court are full of confidence, and they want to come to Datang to win more and lose less.

In addition, many people sighed that this time the level of the Tubo people was higher than any time before, and the words reached Meng Fan's ears.

The three princes rushed left and right, fought hard for about two moments, found a total of five opportunities to hit the goal, hit three times, and after leveling the score, the two sides fell into a stalemate, and the game was evenly matched.

However, a Tubo horse's horse suddenly lost control and collided with the shoulder of Li Xian's mount, and the war horse, which was already a little weak, fell to the side and threw him down.

There was an uproar in the stands, and then a team of cavalry from outside the field rushed up, rescued Li Xian and brought him back, and the game was suspended at the same time.

The prince looked fine, but he limped and suffered a slight injury to his leg.

On the sub-platform, the Tibetan envoy shouted:

"It's not a rampage, it's not a violation!"

"It's just a small collision."

Wu Zetian, who didn't care much about Li Xian, was also concerned: "Erlang, it doesn't matter, right? Quick, pass on the Imperial Doctor."

Minor injuries......

Meng Fan could see at a glance that there was no problem, it was just that he was unable to move for four or five days.

And Li Xian said helplessly: "Back to my mother, I'm fine, it's just careless, I shouldn't have fallen off the horse."

Polo is an intense sport, and the Tibetan players are savage, but they are indeed small, and there is no direct foul rampage.

When Wu Zetian heard this, he smiled generously:

"It's good if the person is not injured, just a bow, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, our Datang has the bearing."

"The Queen's kindness is admirable."

Tubo is making a fist to listen to.

But then I couldn't help laughing, and I looked very proud.

This made the Tang Dynasty officials who came to watch the ceremony unhappy, and Meng Fan could clearly feel that his aunt, who had been very kind since he saw him, instantly became calm.

It's not just about attitude, it's about salutation.

Now for the two saints to come to the pilgrimage!

At this moment, Li Xian, the king of Zhou, who was resting on the side of the court, came to the stage and said:

"Niangniang, please ask cousin Jiuru to play."

Wu Zetian glanced at it and asked, "Is Jiuru willing to play?"