Helplessly, it is a national-level competition, which is related to the face of the Liang Dynasty.

Otherwise, Song Che will also open a plate on the periphery and make a lot of money.

Chenshi.

Both sides of the race lead the horses into the race.

The prince joined hands with civil and military officials, princes and nobles to watch the game together, and the one sitting in the gauze tent was the "color head" of this competition, Princess Ningguo.

"Watching the game with so many royal ministers, I'm afraid I don't even dare to dream of it." Shen Wenjun sighed with emotion.

Song Che smiled: "Really? ”

"Excuse me, which one is Boss Song Che Song?" A little eunuch with a dust whisk in his hand stepped forward and asked.

Song Che raised his hand slightly, indicating that it was me.

The little eunuch said, "Boss Song, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you to watch the game with your wife." ”

"Huh?" Shen Wenjun was flattered.

Even if the prince was invited, he couldn't refuse, Song Che pulled Shen Wenjun, and before leaving, he turned back and winked at Qin Ruo and Zhou Yazhao:

"I'll only take her, don't be jealous."

"Go, go, go......" Qin Ruo smiled and waved her hand.

Liu Xiang'er hurriedly asked: "Brother-in-law, when you see His Royal Highness the Prince, remember to help me ask, when will you be able to seal me 'Little County Jun'?"

The corners of Song Che's mouth twitched, and she was dreaming about it.

"I went out today, and I didn't dress up, I have a plain face, how can I see the prince and the princess." Shen Wenjun combed his hair, inexplicably nervous.

"It's just that you went to ask for peace, why dress up?"

Song Che walked to the stands with Shen Wenjun.

A big tent was erected in the stands, the crown prince and his concubine sat in the chief, and the side seats were all civil and military generals of the third rank or above in the court, and there was an empty seat at the end, which was obviously prepared for Song Che.

Song Che and Shen Wenjun entered the account to ask for gifts.

"Mr. Song, what do you think of today's game?" The prince asked with a smile.

Song Che replied: "The prince can do whatever he wants." ”

The prince laughed and said to the ministers: "Look, this is the one who can talk." ”

The Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, with appreciation and disdain.

The prince casually pointed to the last seat, "Take a seat, I hope the game you arranged will be more exciting than last year's Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

The game is about to begin.

The Liang team was on the left, according to Song Che's line last night, standing in the '341' queue; the Dijon team was on the right, and if there were really five people in front and three people in the back, the gate was almost empty.

"Dangdang!"

"This polo game is divided into two quarters, each quarter of an hour each, with a quarter of an hour of intermission...... The so-called comer is a guest, we do the friendship of the landlord, the first time the ball is conceded to Dijon! ”

The correction referee simply read out the rules.

"Boom!"

As soon as the gong sounds, the game begins!

Wan Yan Lie slammed a pick, hitting the ball more than ten zhang away, and then charged forward with the five main attackers in the front row.

Jiang Yuntian and the other two main attackers quickly turned around to compete for the ball, but in just half a second of U-turn, the opponent had already rushed out of three or four zhang, and no matter how fast the horse was, he would definitely not be able to catch up.

After Yan Lie hit the second shot again, the ball flew forward for another twenty feet, and the rhythm seemed to be completely controlled in his hands.

However, just when Dijon wanted to compete for the third shot, the four central defenders of Daliang began to exert their strength, preemptively Dijon to win the third shot, and hit the ball back seven or eight feet.

The Dijon envoy, who had eaten dates on the streets of Luoyang and didn't pay for it, scrambled to grab the fourth shot before hitting the ball back.

The big beam central defender took the lead, broke the fifth shot and hit it back.

In this way, he hit back and forth more than ten times in the left half, stirring up smoke and dust flying all over the sky, and the round ball advanced and retreated no more than 30 zhang.

The scramble on the field is fierce, and the eyes of the stands are intent.

There is a saying that polo is much stronger than Keju, both confrontational and ornamental.

If the attacker can't score, it is equivalent to defeat, and gradually, the Dijon formation began to be chaotic, and everyone was eager to break through quickly, so that there was a delay in reining the horse, and the two teammates collided and made an own goal.

The big beams won the ball again.

"Pass me the ball!" Jiang Yuntian shouted loudly.

This polo arena is more than five or six times bigger than a football field, but Jiang Yuntian's shout can even be heard clearly in the stands.

"Whose subordinate is that young general wearing a white cherry helmet? A loud roar made Benjun's heart surge! The prince pointed at Jiang Yuntian and asked.

Gao Chen said: "Back to the prince, this person's name is called Jiang Yuntian, is the Taizhou Mabu Army command, he joined the army from Rong last year, broke the three passes in Longkou Port, killed more than 1,000 Japanese robbers, and led the troops to break Majiazhuang for the country hoe rape, the big pirate Wang Zhi was captured by his own hands, this time General Jiang entered Beijing, is at the request of His Majesty, and so on this year. ”

"Oh?" The prince praised: "I can't imagine that I am in the Liang Heavenly Dynasty, and there are such brave people, I am really a handsome talent!" ”

"Hehe......"

A blue-bearded old man sitting on the left side sneered: "With the power of one person, kill a thousand Japanese people? If you want to favor this person, you don't have to be so pompous, right? With these thousand people, just slashing and killing will waste a lot of energy, not to mention that he has to lead troops to break through. ”

"Lord Wang, what do you mean by that? How can the front-line army supervise and investigate, and the combat exploits seen with their own eyes, be exaggerated and falsely reported? Gao Chen asked in a loud voice.

The old man with the green beard still sneered: "The things on the front line, the prince has not seen it, and His Majesty has not seen it, with just a few mouths, who can be sure if it is true?" Anyway, you are in charge of military aircraft and government affairs, and whatever you say is what you say. ”

"You-"

"Enough!"

The prince scolded: "If you don't quarrel when you meet, are you uncomfortable?" Can you still let Benjun watch the game well? ”

Gao Chen pointed to the arena and said to the green-bearded old man: "Whether Jiang Yuntian is brave or not, you can see it at a glance on the field!" ”

Look at the arena again-

The central defender who won the ball hit Jiang Yuntian with a stick, and without waiting for the ball to land, Jiang Yuntian volleyed and hit the ball fifty or sixty zhang away, and the round ball, which had been drifting for nearly a quarter of an hour in the left half, finally flew to the right half.

"Qin Xian! Zhang Meng! ”

Jiang Yuntian waved at the other two main attackers.

Qin Xian and Zhang Meng rode out of the horse and rushed to the court in two lanes, left and right, and did not wait for the main attacker of the Dijon team to turn around and take the lead in rushing through the half.

Jiang Yuntian drove straight in from the middle road!

Wan Yan Lie secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly shouted at the three backcourt guards: "Stop them!" ”

Can you stop it?

Can't stop it at all!

Jiang Yuntian, Qin Xian, Zhang Meng, three points connected into a line, and at the same time launched a charge to the goal, the left ball hit to the right, the right hit to the middle, the middle and then the left, back and forth, Dijon defenders were played around.

In the end, Jiang Yuntian took the ball, rode the dust, and saw that he was about to break through the enemy's gate, but who expected that the Dijon defenders threw their sleeves as if they had thrown some hidden weapon.

Jiang Yuntian's ears moved, he heard the sound of breaking the air, grabbed it with his backhand, and an iron egg seemed to be held in the palm of his hand, he turned his head and glared at the Dijon guard, as if to say: You wait for Lao Tzu!

I didn't bother to pay much attention to it, the score is the most important thing.

No one could stop him, and Jiang Yuntian successfully sent the ball into the enemy's gate.

"Okay!"

For a while, the applause was thunderous, the stands cheered like waves, and even the princess in the gauze tent was so excited that she stood up and applauded.