"This, this, this..."
"Quickly, catch me back and continue the game, trash, a bunch of trash!"
Shama Zhuoyi was about to vomit blood.
This is the seventh lap! He was about to win, but the result was like this?
In fact, he didn't know that Liu Zheng's request for ten laps was intentional. At the beginning, he saw that the horse king was a young stallion, and it was not gelded - in many cases, marching horses need to be gelded. Because this can prevent accidents from happening due to animal instincts in war.
But maybe this horse was too precious to the Southern Barbarians and was brought back as a stallion. Of course I couldn't bear to castrate it.
You must know that the motivation for mating ranks second among animal instincts after the motivation for eating.
Generally, a male horse will enter estrus after smelling the scent of a mare ovulating. So why did Liu Zheng choose to do this on the seventh lap?
Because at this time, King Ma's strenuous exercise will cause his male hormones, adrenaline hormones, to reach a peak.
How could he hold back after smelling the scent of the mare when he was at his most excited and on top?
Not to mention it was a borrowed horse, it was the owner of the horse itself. At this time, I was afraid that I would not be able to control it.
Just right...
The Liangzhou Army, this time, the logistics department stationed in Liangshan, which specializes in raising war horses, brought a few stallions over... Oh, I just happened to meet them now.
The whole audience was dumbfounded at the same time.
At this time, the horses that were lagging behind for several laps finally appeared in people's sight!
People who had given up hope regained hope at this time and continued to compete crazily.
The eighth lap...
The ninth circle...
The tenth lap.
At this time, the advantages of the Yunnan horse that Huo Bu Zhuoli rode were stable, hard-working, and good at mountain roads were fully realized.
then.
Everyone in the audience listened to the joyful sound of the horse king and the "coquettish" sound of the mare in the grove. While watching helplessly, Huo Bu Zhuoli's Yunnan horse crossed the finish line first!
Horse King is awesome...
It took so long that it was not over. Several people ran over to it. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull it away. Until it was over here, it still didn't come back to the track...
"puff……"
Shama Zhuoyi finally couldn't bear it any longer. He was so angry that he felt dizzy and blood spurted out.
"Asshole, bastard! Damn mare, where did this mare come from!"
However.
At this time, the cheers from the audience had covered up his frustration and roar.
Tiny pants!
Won!
The Yinuo people won! All the people with small trousers cried with joy. This was the first time in many years! What should I do at this time? Thank you Son of the Black Dragon!
It’s the blessing of the black dragon’s divine power!
Whether it’s strength or luck, it’s God’s arrangement!
Besides, isn't luck also part of strength?
Son of the Black Dragon, the whole audience shouted again.
The tribesmen with large trouser legs and medium trouser legs were also confused at this time. This game is obviously a sure win, but it can actually come back? Could it be that he is really the son of the black dragon? Everything from yesterday to today has been so weird.
"I, I, I..."
Shama Zhuoyi was finally helped up by someone.
At this time, the black horse and the white horse walked out of the woods, making love. It seemed that he had become a "man" for the first time in his life. The horse king still looked up to the sky and neighed, so proud that he had completely forgotten He lost his own game, and the warrior who was thrown off his horse and passed out long ago...
"What, Shahorse-headed man, is this something you can't afford to lose?"
Liu Zheng chuckled and did not forget to touch up his sword.
"you you you……"
Shama Zhuoyi wanted to curse.
Where did this damn mare come from! And it’s also a Dawan BMW! Besides this Liangzhou Army, is there anyone else? Damn Liu Zhizhou, damn Liu Zhizhou!
kill him!
I'm going to kill him!
"Headman, chieftain, hold on, hold on..."
Others pulled him hard.
Shama Zhuoyi looked at the smile on Liu Zheng's face and took a sip: "Okay, if you lose, you lose, so what? Keep going! Keep going, keep going!"
Lost.
After so many years, they lost their pants and lost in a horse racing event for the first time.
"Ah hahaha, adults still have a way!"
Huo Buquli, not to mention how majestic he is at this time. This is the first time in so many years that I have come out on top!
Qin Changfeng was at the side, still a little confused, and asked: "Master, this is, this is, why is this? Even though the horse king was attracted, this Yunnan horse actually won the game, I am still a little bit confused I can’t figure it out.”
Others also looked curiously.
The Yunnan horse...that was the only Yunnan horse, and the Yunnan horse was not favored by others at the beginning.
Liu Zheng smiled: "What about the Dawan horse, what about the Sichuan horse, and what about the Yunnan horse? The most suitable one is the good horse! The Yunnan horse was born in the Southern Barbarians, so why is it not the Southern Barbarians who made the Yunnan horse? The Yunnan horse is suitable for mountain roads, endures hardships and stands hard work, In Daliang Mountain, it is a thousand-mile horse."
"It is unwise for people from Liangshan to seek the far away place instead of the near place!"
"The Dawan horse is tall, but it is not suitable for mountain roads. It is strong and short, and cannot run long!"
He looked around and said calmly: "There are Bole horses in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. There are always thousand-mile horses, but there are not always Bole horses. Therefore, although there are famous horses, they will only be humiliated in the hands of slaves and die in parallel in a stall. It is also called a thousand miles.
A horse that travels a thousand miles can eat as much grain or stone as it eats. Those who eat horses don’t know that they can travel thousands of miles and eat. Although this horse can run a thousand-mile, it is not full of food, lacks strength, and its talent and beauty are not visible, and it is impossible to be as good as an ordinary horse. How can you expect it to be able to run a thousand-mile?
If the horse cannot be driven according to its proper direction, if the food cannot be used to its full potential, if the horse is singing but cannot understand its meaning, then it will come to him with the horse in hand and say: "There is no horse in the world!" '
Alas! Is there really no horse evil? In fact, I really don’t know about horses! "
"good!"
Pei Yanran's eyes lit up after hearing this.
Others also looked confused.
Great talent!
What a great talent!
This is a great talent!
An article called "Horse Theory" enlightened everyone.
It turns out that their local Yunnan horses can also produce thousand-mile horses? The quality of a horse depends entirely on the environment, how it is raised, and how it is trained?
The one who is suitable is a thousand-mile horse! A good horse that is fed and trained with care may not be inferior to a thousand-mile horse with amazing talent but buried potential!
today.
This is the result of this horse race.
The Yunnan horse under Huo Bu Zhuoli was raised by him from an early age and trained carefully. Therefore, the horse and man can become one, communicate with each other, and win is expected.
Although this "Horse Theory" is talking about horses, it is actually talking about people.
Although the people in Liangshan are not highly educated, many people understand it.
Liangshan can also produce horses and talents!
"That's what the adults preached!"
The fire spreads the power of music and praises sincerely.
"Son of the Black Dragon!"
"Lord Longyan!"
"Son of the Black Dragon!"
"Lord Longyan!"
The whole place was boiling again.
Shama Zhuoyi and Naibao Rize looked at each other.
Something is wrong...
