Cheng Ling followed the first echelon and marched quickly. It wasn't that he meant to let off steam, but that his riding skills were poor. Compared with the tribesmen who had been playing on horseback since childhood, he was still lacking some experience.
He looked from a distance and saw about five or six hundred people in front of him, divided into two columns: left and right. The column on the left has a small number of people, only more than a hundred people, and Santu is prominently among them.
On the right side, there were more people, four or five hundred of them. It seemed as if they had not seen Sangtu, the young patriarch, at all. The gale horse under him was galloping all the way without giving up a step.
Cheng Ling was moved. It seemed that this group of people were not from the same group as Sang Tu, but they were dressed as contestants from the Wind Chaser Tribe. From this point of view, they should have been sent here by Sang Mo himself.
This is somewhat interesting. Depending on the situation, Sangtu, the young patriarch, can't suppress the people on the right. Maybe he can do something about it.
Cheng Ling ran while thinking about countermeasures in his mind. Not long after, Xiong Tianling and Long Peng also caught up. They slowed down, kept a few body distances from him, and asked: "Great Protector, are we just following them?"
Cheng Ling said: "That's not necessary. I just can't catch up. Are you sure you can get ahead of them?"
Long Peng shook his head quickly. His riding skills were not much different from Cheng Ling's. If he didn't rely on his horse, he wouldn't be able to catch up.
Xiong Tianling glanced ahead and said: "That Sangtu is very good at riding, and his rider is also a horse. I'm not sure about catching up, but the guys behind him can give it a try."
Cheng Ling's eyes lit up and he said: "Then let's do it like this, like this, like this, like this... Do you understand? Don't make it too obvious, just show a little bit of meaning!"
"Yes, Great Protector!"
Xiong Tianling agreed, slapped the horse's butt, and his speed suddenly increased. He surpassed Cheng Ling and Long Peng and chased the two groups in front.
"Yes, this guy was once the young patriarch, and he does have two skills!" Cheng Ling praised softly.
Long Peng curled his lips and said: "This guy is usually very proud. He often talks about the Great Protector. His training is extremely strict. The disciples of the War Hall dare to be angry but dare not speak out!"
Cheng Ling laughed and said, "You boy, your skills in applying eye drops need to be improved. Strict is good, you will sweat more on weekdays and bleed less during war. This hall master seems to have made the right choice."
Long Peng was depressed, which actually increased Cheng Ling's affection for him. He didn't say anything more at the moment and just went on his way.
Xiong Tianling's superb riding skills were fully utilized. In less than a quarter of an hour, he surpassed hundreds of competitors and was very close to Sang Tu and others.
Sang Tu also felt the rapid sound of horse hooves behind him. He turned around and couldn't help but be startled. Isn't this one of the guards of the Blue Mountain Tribe? With such riding skills, he was almost catching up with him. That's all, for the sake of those beauties, don't go into trouble.
But several contestants on the other side did not know Xiong Tianling. When they saw a strange face, they instinctively wanted to slander him. Sangtu is the young clan leader, so I can't move lightly, but you are such an idiot that you dare to chase after us.
A warrior with a fierce face in front winked, and the contestants behind him understood instantly. They gradually moved towards Xiong Tianling and soon surrounded him.
Xiong Tianling's heart was like a mirror, and he knew that there must be something fishy in it. He glanced around and saw that the encirclement had not yet formed in front of them. He suddenly accelerated his speed and rushed out, and then moved closer to the Santu Na wave.
The contestants surrounded by three parties did not expect him to react so quickly, and it was difficult to change direction while running at high speed. Under the inertia, they chased Xiong Tianling in the direction where he was avoiding.
It happened that the team following Santu was also chasing after him at this time, and the distance between the two was extremely close. When the other party changed direction, they immediately collided with each other.
"Xijingjin~!"
A burst of screams came out, and in an instant people fell from their horses. More than a hundred people lost their balance when they collided, and most of them fell off their horses.
Sang Tu's expression changed, thinking that Sang Mu was provoking him, and said angrily: "Sang Mu, how dare you!"
The leading strong man sneered and said, "Young Patriarch, I just followed the Patriarch's order. This person is not a warrior of the Wind-Chasing Tribe. He must be expelled!"
Sang Tu was thinking about showing off in front of Xiong Tianling in order to win the favor of the five women, but he was not willing to let him suffer easily.
At that moment, he cursed angrily: "You also know that I am the young patriarch. If I have my father's trust, I can do whatever I want. Let me tell you, I have secured this person's bail. If you have the ability, come forward!"
Sang Mu frowned. He didn't dare to fall out with Sang Tu directly. Thinking that there was only one person on the other side anyway, and even if he was allowed to give full play, he would not be able to win, he immediately turned his head, ignored Sangtu, and just immersed himself in his way.
Sang Tu's face was gloomy. This Sang Mu was too arrogant and didn't take him seriously at all.
Xiong Tianling was shocked and said: "Young Patriarch, how can this person be so disrespectful? Patriarch Sangmo is very old. He must be thinking about marrying a beauty from our tribe, so why bother?"
These words hit Sangtu right where he hurts. He was so old that he still wanted to get his hands on those beauties, and he didn't even want to keep any of them for himself. It was unbearable!
But now he is still too young, and the power of the patriarch is still in his hands. He cannot act too hastily, he must wait and wait!
A single word planted a sharp thorn between father and son Sang Mo and Sang Tu. Xiong Tianling secretly glanced at Sang Tu's face, secretly admiring Cheng Ling's calculation. He was not prepared to provoke him any more, but just followed Sang Tu and galloped towards the destination.
However, after this short episode, the first echelon lost dozens of contestants and the speed also slowed down. Later, contestants from all races took the opportunity to exert their efforts and finally recovered a little.
Both Sang Mu and Sang Tu's faces became ugly, and they blamed each other in their hearts. In this distance, the advantage they had previously gained was greatly reduced.
They became even more anxious and hurriedly urged their good horses to rush forward desperately.
After running like this for more than two hours, I finally saw colorful flags planted on the ground in front of me, and there was a team of guards waiting beside the flags. One is to record the results of these warriors, and the other is to protect the flag from being snatched. Each person can only grab one flag at most.
At this point, Sang Mo didn't do anything. Sang Tu and Sang Mu rushed to the front, and both noticed the flag in the middle. They looked at each other, and there seemed to be electricity flashing in the air. Without saying a word, they drew their horses and rushed towards the flag in the middle.
Xiong Tianling did not step forward to fight for it, but took a long detour and rushed towards the flag erected on the edge.
Sangtu and Sangmu were racing hand in hand, both wanting to surpass each other and win the flag first, but their speeds were about the same and their riding skills were about the same. In an instant, the two of them rushed in front of the flag. Sang Tu was the first to attack, raising his whip and swinging it towards Sang Mu.
Sang Mu ducked down and barely managed to avoid the blow. He was not a character who would not fight back when he was beaten. No one in Zhui Feng Tribe took him seriously except the clan leader. He immediately pulled out a scimitar from his waist and slashed horizontally, intending to cut Sangtu into two pieces.
Sang Tu's expression changed and he didn't care about anything else. He swung the riding crop in his hand and hit Sang Mu's arm hard. The latter suffered pain. Sang Tu easily dodged it with his right hand holding the knife.
The two of them were going back and forth on horseback, not holding back at all, and gradually getting really angry, but no one could take the lead in grabbing the flag in the middle.
This was an advantage for the runners who were catching up behind them. They did not hesitate to grab the lone flag when they saw it, and turned their horses to head back the way they came.
Sang Mu glanced at him and secretly thought that it was not good. If they were to take the lead, all the previous efforts would be in vain! He then said: "Sangtu, our accounts will be settled after the game, and this flag will be given to you!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and asked the followers behind him to rush to grab the flag, and he himself went to the right side to grab the flag.
Sang Tu also knew that this was not the time for a fight, so he immediately gave up the struggle, grabbed the middle flag, and then quickly pursued. As for the warriors following him, they can naturally grab the corresponding flag.
At this time, Xiong Tianling had already grabbed the flag and ran towards the finish line, just passing by Cheng Ling. He did not stop him, but instead urged Xiong Tianling to speed up. If he could really win his first victory, it would also be good for the Blue Mountain Tribe.
After greeting Long Peng and grabbing a flag respectively, he said, "Don't rush back in a hurry. The water will really come next. We just need to keep the flags in our hands and not lose them!"
Long Peng was confused, but he would not refute Cheng Ling's judgment at all and continued to follow him back the long way.
After running for two hours, he was very close to the finish line. Looking at the scene in front of him, Long Peng finally understood Cheng Ling's good intentions.
On the grass, there were many contestants lying in a mess. Looking ahead, a large group of people were blocking the way back. As soon as they saw a contestant with a flag on them, they launched a fierce attack and had to snatch the flag from their hands!
Long Peng was shocked and said: "These people are too insidious. Since they are waiting here, aren't they afraid of committing a foul and losing their qualifications?"
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said, "Did you hear that the rules do not allow grabbing flags?"
Long Peng was stunned and said with a wry smile: "I don't even know when it will start, so how can I know the rules of the competition!"
"Then it's over. The rules don't say that grabbing the flag is not allowed. It doesn't even say that you have to go to the south to get the flag in person."
"The people from the Wind Chaser Tribe cheated and deliberately didn't explain the rules clearly. They wanted to take the opportunity to eliminate a large number of contestants from other tribes, but who knew they shot themselves in the foot."
"As long as these contestants wait in front of the finish line and grab every one they come, how many people from the Wind Chaser Tribe can pass?"
Long Peng suddenly realized that this was the case, and then he doubted again: "Great Protector, I don't think those contestants have thought of this at all. Could it be that you came up with this plan?"
Cheng Ling's face turned solemn and he said: "Don't talk nonsense, I just let it slip inadvertently. Besides, those contestants were pitiful enough. They were knocked unconscious by the horses as soon as they started, and some were even trampled on the spot. It’s not an exaggeration to let them breathe a little until they die!”
Long Peng laughed and glanced around, and sure enough he saw that those lying on the ground were mostly contestants from the Wind Chaser Tribe, and the remaining contestants were very few. He asked again: "But the Great Protector, they blocked the way, can't we also not be able to pass?"
Cheng Ling chuckled and said, "That's not easy. As long as you reveal your identity and tell them that you are from the Blue Mountain Tribe, they won't dare to rob you!"
After saying that, he Shi Shiran walked forward!
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