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Xiaowo Kotai has just succeeded to the throne, just to take advantage of this bonfire festival to consolidate his position and enhance his prestige, he seems to have said something without nutrition, obviously lack of energy, his body is very weak, sitting on the sweat and blood BMW, sweating for a while, it is really a blind horse.

After the nonsense of Xiaowo Kotai, the bonfire festival began, a big bonfire was lit in the center of the big grassland, and the players who participated in the riding and archery competition were ready.

The first test is riding, this is not faster than who runs, otherwise, the good mount will not take a big advantage, who wants to ride a sweaty BMW, to ensure that you can get the first, riding competition, that is quite technical.

The content of the competition is to pick up the flag at the mouth of the horse, the track is fifty zhang long, every other zhang on the ground to insert a flag, the flag is not allowed to be reached with hands and feet, only allowed to be held with the mouth, the difficulty can be imagined, it is completely a test of your superb riding skills.

Horses can't run too fast, and they can't run too slowly, which is not only a competition to see who picks more flags, but also to pick up faster, and the technical content is quite high.

Not everyone can participate in the riding competition, each tribe sends corresponding players to participate according to the number of people, and every hundred people send one player, and the Chahak tribe has more than 300 people, so three grassland boys are sent to participate in the competition, Zhao Liang is of course one of them, and he has high hopes.

The largest number of participants is the host Wokotai tribe, they have more than 30,000 people, according to the regulations can participate more than 300 people, but in this way, it seems too unfair to other small tribes, Xiaowokotai hypocrite, said that in order to show their host's deep friendship, only send 100 people to participate in the competition, even if only 100 people participate, that accounts for about half of the number of participants.

There were 200 people participating in the riding competition, and in a short time, the participants gathered together and got ready.

There are five tracks in the center of the big grassland, and fifty flags are planted on the ground of each track, and there are forty runners lined up in front of each track, and the fierce competition is about to begin.

As soon as the referee gave the order, the first runner of the five tracks rode his horse and went out, and the herdsmen watching around gave the herdsmen a shocking cheer and cheer.

I saw that all five contestants hooked the stirrup with their left foot, dragged the saddle with their right hand, and held the first flag with their mouths.

This is a very difficult technical job, which requires not only quick eyes and hands, but also requires a very accurate bite on the head, otherwise, not only will the bite not hit, but the face or nose may be hit by the flagpole.

In the first round, the riders looked pretty good, but their skills in holding the flagpole still needed to be improved, and after ten flagpoles, the most they had five flagpoles in their mouths, and the least they had only one flagpole in their mouths.

Of the five contestants in the first round, at most one person held 22 flagpoles, and at least one person held five flagpoles.

The sons and daughters of the steppe were honest and open-minded, and no one applauded, and even those who only held five flagpoles were treated like heroes when they returned to the tribe, and the game proceeded in an orderly manner with enthusiastic cheers and cheers.

After less than a quarter of an hour, it was Zhao Liang's turn to play, he had been observing for a long time in the back, the biggest difficulty in this competition is the frequency and degree of holding the flag, the horse can't be too fast, otherwise, before the first flagpole was raised, it was in front of the second flagpole, so you must control the degree, as long as the degree is appropriate, in fact, the difficulty is not very great.

The referee gave an order, Zhao Liang rode forward without hurrying, and when he reached the first flag, he turned over to the left, hung his left foot on the stirrups, hooked his right foot on the saddle, opened his mouth, and bit the first flag very steadily.

Zhao Liang's whole movement is extremely clean and neat, and what is even more unbelievable is that he hangs there with two feet, this kind of riding skill is much stronger than ordinary people, those riders just now are hanging on the stirrup with their left foot, and holding the saddle with their right hand, if they are like Zhao Liang, it is estimated that many people will fall down directly.

Seeing Zhao Liang's wonderful riding skills, the people around couldn't help but cheer loudly, especially the people of the Chahak tribe were the loudest, and the slaps of Charmu and Yingluck were about to turn red.

Zhao Liang was calm, not slow, after taking a flag in his mouth, he put it on the ground, and immediately grabbed the next one, and the whole process was done in one go, as if flowing water.

The people around were stunned, and some people began to count Zhao Liang.

"Twenty-three, twenty-four. ”

When there were only three flags left, many people held their breath and immediately witnessed the miraculous birth.

"Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty. ”

Boom, the whole grassland burst into earth-shattering applause and cheers, everyone was impressed by Zhao Lianggao's riding skills, it was really wonderful, even the clansmen of the Wokotai tribe applauded from the bottom of their hearts, the grassland men admired the hero the most, where does it matter if you are from the big tribe.

When Zhao Liang rode back to the Chahak tribe, the whole tribe was boiling, and people rushed over, lifted Zhao Liang up, and threw him desperately into the sky, shouting, Zhao Liang enjoyed the heroic treatment very much.

In the small wokotai on the grandstand of the big grassland, his face was full of gloom, he wanted to take advantage of the bonfire festival to let the men of the wokotai tribe show their majesty and show the people of other small tribes, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by Zhao Liang, a dark horse.

There is a man in the Wokotai tribe who is extremely skilled in horsemanship, named Tuo Lei, and Xiao Wokotai arranges for him to press the formation behind, so that these small tribes can throw enough people away, and then let him play.

Who would have thought that Zhao Liang actually came to a full house and took down all the fifty flags, so that even if the thunder was concocted in the same way and won the fifty flags, it would be a tie at most, and the sensational effect caused by it would definitely not be as strong as Zhao Liang, which made Xiaowo Kotai not angry, he looked at the Chahak tribe celebrating happily there, and the anger in his heart jumped up in bursts.

Now is not the time to be hot, you can't lose your temper just because people have good riding skills, in this way, wouldn't you lose your own demeanor, Xiaowo Kuotai suppressed the anger in his heart, and continued to watch the game.

The following game made Xiaowo Kotai even more annoyed, and he didn't know whether he was too nervous or influenced by Zhao Liang, so he made a mistake and only got forty-nine flags, which was quite good, and won everyone's warm applause, but Xiaowo Kotai was so angry that his brows were saved together.

Tuo Lei trembled and walked to Xiao Wo Kotai, knelt on the ground and apologized again and again, Xiao Wo Kotai directly kicked on Tuo Lei's stomach, Tuo Lei fell down with a scream, and the people around him were so frightened that they were all silent.

Zhao Liang won the first place in the riding competition by a huge advantage, and a quarter of an hour later, it was the archery competition, and the archery competition of the prairie boys was not to stand there and shoot, but to ride and shoot.

Before the game started, Xiao Wo Kotai called an attendant next to him, and explained like this, and the attendant kept nodding his head and bowing, and then he was ordered to do something, not knowing what the hell he was going to do.

A quarter of an hour later, the archery competition began, two hundred players, divided into five tracks, forty players in one track, all equipped with the same equipment, a hard bow, a pot full of fifty arrows.

In each track, 20 zhang away, there is an arrow target inserted every 10 zhang, a total of 50 arrow targets.

The referee on the sidelines shouted and began, and the five horses rushed out with a long neigh, and the five athletes on the horse took bows and arrows, swishing a few times, and they all hit the bull's-eye, and the people around them all cheered with sky-high prices.

The archery competition is even more exciting, after a round, the best result is 45 middle school, and the competition is in full swing.

After three rounds of competition, the best score was 48 in the middle school, and there was still no one who scored all 50 arrows.

Zhao Liang is in the fifth round, for this archery competition, he is bound to win, not blowing, he can shoot 50 arrows with his eyes closed.

The fourth round of the competition began, and it was Zhao Liang's turn to prepare, and the people of the Chahak tribe cheered Zhao Liang's name to cheer him on, expecting him to achieve another great result.

Zhao Liang waved his hand to the people of the Chahak tribe with confidence, shook the reins slightly, slowly rode forward, stood on the starting line and got ready, the small nest on the central stand looked at Zhao Liang, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he inadvertently let out a gloating sneer.

At the end of the fourth round, the best result was 49 in the middle school, and there was still no 50 weighted score.

The fifth round of the game began immediately, and the referee on the sidelines began to shout, and the five players shook the reins, and with a sound of driving, they galloped out, and they all felt out of the quiver, put on the bow and aimed at the bull's-eye.

Zhao Liang just took out an arrow from the quiver, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, he was startled when he saw it, Nima, why didn't there be an arrow.

He was afraid that in this round of archery competition, Zhao Liang would come out on top again, so he ordered someone to give Zhao Liang a pot of arrows without arrows.

When Zhao Liang saw it, his brows furrowed slightly, the arrow had to be on the string, which was completely difficult for him, he used a little force, pulled the bow into a full moon, hit the first arrow target, and shot it with a swish, the arrow was like a meteor, hitting the bull's-eye, and the tail of the arrow was really trembling, which seemed to be full of strength.

The little nest in the stands stood up suddenly, Nima, what's going on, hasn't he already changed the arrow without an arrow, how can he still shoot, this is completely unreasonable.

Zhao Liang was not in a hurry, swishing and shooting arrow by arrow, each arrow hit the bull's-eye, the people of the Chahak tribe cheered loudly, and the people around him also applauded.

After twenty arrows, twenty all, Zhao Liang still wanted to be coquettish, showing his archery skills, he took out three arrows from the quiver, all on the bow, and then put the bow flat, swishing three arrows, hitting the three bullseyes.

When the people around saw Zhao Liang's miraculous skills, they all cheered loudly, and even the high-level officials of several Wokotai tribes in the central stand couldn't help but cheer.