"Scratch someone's leg? That's a really good idea."
Ning Wuyang stared at the bare stirrup carefully, tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and wrapped it around it.
Although it doesn’t look very good, make sure there are no edges or corners.
In fact, this thing can be polished to achieve the idea of not scratching people, but it was made too urgently. It was just a demonstration without paying much attention to the details.
"Sure enough, details determine success or failure. How about this? Brother Jiang Yang, can you see what the stirrup does?"
When Jiang Yang came closer, he didn't need to look, but stretched out his hand to press the stirrup hard and let it fall, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He got it!
"Sir Ning, you can step on the horse with the soles of your feet. Not only that, but after you get up, you can also stick the soles of your feet on it. In this way, you can ride more firmly on the horse's back! "
At this moment, the shackles of thought were finally broken.
Seeing that Ning Wuyan didn't need to explain it himself, Jiang Yang understood the essence of using stirrups, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Jiang Yang is right, that's what this stirrup is for. As long as you have it, not only will it be easier to get on and off the horse in the future, When you need to slide down, it can prevent people of short stature or those with weak physical strength from falling off the horse. It can also prevent them from falling when riding a horse. When your feet have nowhere to settle, you will have a support and increase the riding time. "
"I see, then I must try it."
Just now Jiang Yang finished explaining, Ning Wuyi, who had not yet moved, heard this, stepped on the stirrup with his toes, took a step with his long legs, and got on the horse.
The feeling of neatness and lightness not only made Ning Wuye open his mouth in surprise, but even the horse who had just tried to cooperate with him in lowering his body seemed to have a blank look in his eyes.
Originally, without the help of stirrups, getting on a horse required cooperation between man and horse.
Otherwise, the rider may kick the horse in the belly, and the horse may throw the rider off.
But with stirrups, you only need to tighten the reins, step on the horse's back, and you can sit firmly on the horse's back without worrying about the possibility of injury to the person or the horse.
Ning Wuyi stepped on the stirrups with the soles of his feet again, gently pushing and tapping the horse's belly.
"咴咴~~"
The horse raised its legs and ran forward.
As Ning Wuyu continued to accelerate, it was like a small black whirlwind running back and forth on the grass.
Ning Wuyi, who was sitting on the horse, was as stable as a mountain. After releasing his legs, he had more energy to focus on controlling the direction with his hands.
This directly improved his ability to control the horse's head and turn.
As a result, the horses that cooperated with him ran more cheerfully.
After Ning Wuyi ran twice around the four-mile-square grassland, he stopped again, this time ten steps away.
"Xu~~"
The moment he reined in his horse, Ning Wuyi stepped on the stirrups, turned over, and trotted over happily.
"Fifth brother, this stirrup is really a great treasure. Once you have it, you no longer have to worry about your legs and feet not being able to cooperate with your hands. The speed I rode just now should be similar to what Brother Jiang Yang showed before!"
Jiang Yang, who was named, looked at Ning Wuyu on the horse with envy, feeling a little itchy in his heart.
Although his equestrian skills were excellent, but when he saw Ning Wuyi's speed when running, he felt that the other party was still modest.
In terms of speed alone, Ning Wuyu had just surpassed him.
And if he controls the direction and details of the horse, it will only be faster!
"Sir Ning, are you tired from running?"
Jiang Yang rubbed his hands and smiled.
"If you're tired from running, why don't you come down and I'll go up?"
He also wanted to try what it felt like to step on the stirrups with his feet.
Facing Jiang Yang's request, Ning Wuyi did not agree directly, but looked at Ning Wuyan.
Seeing this, Jiang Yang suddenly came back to his senses.
By the way, Mr. Ning brought this stirrup. You should ask Mr. Ning.
Moreover, Ning Wuyi's mount may not necessarily be tamed by him in a short time. Thinking of this, Jiang Yang reached out to Ning Wuyi again and asked: "Mr. Ning, why don't you lend me the stirrup?"
This borrowing sounded very spiritual to Ning Wuhou.
Although steel is precious, stirrups don't cost much, and a pair is not worth much.
In addition, Jiang Yang was still the teacher he invited. Not to mention lending the stirrup to Jiang Yang, he originally planned to let Jiang Yang handle it with full authority.
"Brother Jiang Yang, what are you borrowing from me? You came to teach our brothers how to equestrian in person, and you showed such dedication. It's rare. Let's use it."
While Ning Wuyan handed over the stirrups, he motioned to Yunfei to follow Jiang Yang and change the leather together.
As for him.
The key point today is to get Jiang Yang to accept the use of stirrups to assist in equestrian practice, sharpen his sword and chop wood, and don't care if he loses a day and a half of equestrian practice.
Jiang Yang was overjoyed when he got the stirrup. He couldn't help but thank him and walked towards the big brown horse that was wandering next to him, nibbling grass and teasing the mare's foal on Zhuangzi.
When Jiang Yang walked in front of it, it seemed to feel something and suddenly raised its head and shouted.
"咴咴咴~~"
If it hadn't been for the reins tied to its body and Jiang Yang grabbed it, it might have run away long ago.
Ning Wuyang saw that Jiang Yang had spent a lot of effort and finally tied his mount to a thick tree trunk. He and Yunfei worked together to put on stirrups and a complete set of anti-friction and anti-collision leather shoes, and teased A smile.
"It seems that Master Jiang Yang has not completely tamed his horse."
"As the saying goes: People are bullied when they are kind, and horses are easy to ride. However, if the horses are too kind, they are not suitable to be used as mounts. Therefore, we can only force them to be subdued, and tame them with a stick and a sweet date. , but all living beings have their own thoughts and tempers, so there are so many falls or tramplings from horses."
Ning Wuyi gently patted the horse beside him.
There is no real unity between man and horse.
If horses had a choice, they would never want to suffer crotch humiliation.
Zuo was just born in a stable since he was a child, and was instilled in him the idea that he could eat only if he was ridden and pressed down by others. Once he left the stable and saw other wild horses on the road, it would be fine if he was willing to be tamed. , is the result of resistance being reduced to horse meat.
"Third brother, you occasionally make long remarks, which makes sense. But if you don't ride a horse, you can't speed up your pace. All we can do is improve its treatment and make it suffer less."
Ning Wuyan pointed at himself, shamelessly insulting himself.
"For example, if you encounter someone like me who is not talented in horse training, after adding stirrups, you don't have to lie on its back and pull its hair while riding it."
Mention the word bullshit.
The big red horse that was gnawing grass not far away just now looked up at Ning Wuyan.
Ning Wuchang actually saw the word "grievance" in a horse's eyes.
Ning Wuyi asked him dumbfounded: "So, fifth brother, you invented this stirrup just to be lazy?"
