Outside Bansheng City, Li Shuheng and others were surrounded by Wo Lunkuo and his men.
"There is a small earth bag in front of you. Go through the two hillsides in front. After going around the earth bag, the person who comes back first wins." Wo Lunkuo raised his hand and pointed to a soil slope in the distance.
It's about a few miles away. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the slope clearly.
Tan Zaiwang and Senaban from the Mongolian side stood in front of the crowd on horseback. The two rode side by side. Following the order, they galloped towards the soil bag in the distance together.
Both of them are riding Mongolian ponies, and they have the same goal. If they want to win, they can only rely on the rider's own ability.
Riders must not be false in controlling the horse's galloping, turning, and horsemanship competition. If they are weak in any of them, they may be distanced by their opponents.
As the two cavalry rushed out, Li Shuheng looked at Tan Zaiwang nervously, while not forgetting to pay attention to the Mongolian armored cavalry he was competing with.
The Mongolian armored knights beside Wo Lunkuo kept shouting loudly.
Some laughed at the Han people of the Ming Dynasty for not overestimating their own capabilities, while others cheered for their own people.
Wo Lunkuo, who was riding on horseback, had a confident expression on his face.
When competing with the Ming Dynasty Han people in equestrian skills, he did not think that his armored cavalry would lose. The Mongolians, who had grown up on horses since childhood, could not lose to the cavalry of a Han caravan.
Tan Zaiwang and Senaban immediately rode far away on horseback.
Two people and two horses move forward in parallel, with dozens of steps between them. No one can take advantage, no one suffers, and no one is left behind.
One of them was born in the night, and the other had been riding horses since childhood. They were both experienced riders. Their bodies were tightly pressed between the horse's necks, and their thighs were tightly pressed against the horse's belly.
The two of them were riding in the same posture, and they were not even half a horse apart when they galloped a mile away. They were all locked on each other, and their horses were already the fastest.
Seeing this situation, Li Shuheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Tan Zaiwang's riding skill was better than he thought, at least comparable to that of the Mongolian.
The surrounding Mongolian armored riders cheered, including the riders with the Tiger Flag.
Whether it is the Mongolian armored cavalry or the cavalry of the Tiger Flag, they are all generous in praising those who are capable.
Tan Zaiwang and Sai Naban crossed the first slope and finally opened up a distance, leading by one and a half marathon.
At this time, Wo Lunkuo's face gradually became ugly.
In his heart, he never thought that his elite Mongolian armored cavalry could not even compete with the cavalry of a Ming businessman. He had already fallen behind after running across a slope.
More than a dozen riders in the Tiger Flag cheered loudly for Tan Zaiwang, who was in the lead. Even Li Shuheng was visibly relieved.
I originally thought it was a losing battle, but unexpectedly I saw hope of winning the competition.
The Mongolian armored cavalry behind Wo Lunkuo were all no longer shouting, and all of them looked ugly.
The person who participated in the competition was Senaban, and he really lost to the cavalry of a Ming businessman. This was a humiliation for those of them who were also Mongolian armored cavalry.
Of course, they didn't think they could win against the Ming countryman just by taking the field. Although Sennaban's riding skills were not the strongest among them, they were still better than most people.
"Bow and arrow, that Mongolian used a bow and arrow."
Among the riders of the Tiger Flag, some were sharp-eyed and saw Senaban taking out a bow and arrow.
This scene was seen by Li Shuheng, and he asked a rider who was good at speaking Mongolian to pass the message: "General Wo Lunkuo, since it is an equestrian competition, but your people are using bows and arrows, do you think that we, the people of the tiger-character flag, will Don’t you have any weapons?”
Behind him, a dozen riders raised their muskets and aimed them at the Mongolian armored knight in front.
Although the handguns in the hands of the Tiger Banner cavalry can only fire one round, if a dozen people fire the guns at the same time, they can definitely knock down a dozen Mongolian armored cavalry or war horses at such a close distance.
Wo Lunkuo said with contempt, "This arrow has no arrowhead. During the competition, you can shoot arrows to interfere with the opponent. This is also a kind of competition."
Hearing this, Li Shuheng's face turned livid.
This was obviously to bully the riders of their tiger-shaped flags who did not have bows and arrows, and once the handguns were fired, they would be killed or injured unless they were discharged.
While the two were talking, Senaban had already drawn his bowstring, and an arrow flew out, hitting Tan Zaiwang who was almost three horses ahead.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the arrow flew behind Tan Zaiwang.
The arrow was broken by Senaban, so it would not cause much harm when it hits a person.
This arrow was mainly used to disrupt Tan Zaiwang's control of the war horse and slow down Tan Zaiwang, so that he could take the opportunity to ride past the opponent.
Sai Naban knew in his heart that this Ming countryman was the guest of the Great Khan and Namultaiji. If he was really hurt, Su Nangtaiji would not be able to protect him, and he would not be able to kill him as a small armored knight. To offend the Great Khan and Namu'er.
Ding
The arrow hit Tan Zaiwang's back, slid down, and finally fell to the ground.
Looking at Tan Zaiwang again, he still controlled the horse to gallop as if he had no feeling at all.
Regarding this scene, Senaban's expression changed.
Based on his many years of experience, the other party was wearing iron armor, but it was always covered by his coat, so he didn't notice it.
He knew that it was useless to shoot arrows at the opponent. His bow and arrows could not penetrate the armor at all, even if the arrows were not broken.
At this time, he realized that his equestrian skills were not inferior to the opponent's. The opponent's horse was faster than his in armor, and he got to the dirt bag earlier.
The contest was not over yet, but he knew he had lost, unless he was willing to shoot his opponent unprotected, with a full arrow from his other quiver.
The war horses of both sides missed each other.
By the time he came around from the dirt bag, the Ming Dynasty rider had already walked away.
When Tan Zaiwang came back, Senaban was still chasing after him, at least 150 steps behind him.
"Deputy Director, my subordinates are fortunate to live up to their orders."
"good."
Li Shuheng thought of many words of praise, but finally said just one word.
This time Tan Zaiwang gave him a big surprise. He had given up all hope of winning the competition, but he didn't expect that he would be won by Tan Zaiwang in the end.
"Idiot, waste, not even as good as a smart dog, what use are you?"
On the other side, Wo Lunkuo yelled at Senaban and whipped him with the whip in his hand.
Sainaban did not dare to hide and let the whip fall on his body, but his body trembled uncontrollably as the whip fell.
The surrounding Mongolian armored knights all felt sad.
If they had gone up to compete with the Ming cavalry, they would be the ones being whipped now.
After more than twenty lashes, Wo Lunkuo stopped, turned to look at Li Shuheng and the others, and said fiercely, "The matter is not over yet."
After saying that, he galloped towards Bansheng City.
The Mongolian armored cavalry also left one after another from around the Tiger Flag.
