Chapter 193 Country Horse Racing
"Horse racing?" Zhao Tang put down his wine glass and looked at him, "This king's equestrian skills are very ordinary, I'm afraid he can't match Prince Duan."

Duan Yichang smiled and said: "Now Qingfeng is in the hands of the prince, but my pink horse is far inferior. I'm afraid that in the real competition, Yi Chang can only be reduced to a foil."

Zhao Tong said: "Horse racing is not a bad thing for fun, but this king will give you a lottery. If you lose, you will be punished with three glasses of wine when you come back. You must not find reasons to renege on your debts. What do you think, Prince Duan?"

Duan Yichang was stunned when he heard the words, originally he wanted to take this opportunity to propose a lottery, the loser had to agree to a small matter to the winner, but Zhao Tun did not expect to say it first, it turned out to be such an insignificant thing as fined wine, he felt extremely aggrieved immediately , but due to etiquette, it is not easy to refute, just said: "Just listen to the prince."

Zhao Tong smiled and said, "Then it's settled."

Duan Yichang was agitated at this moment, thinking that since he couldn't make a fortune in the lottery, he should pressure the King of Qi on the horse race, and it would be good to sulking.

Horse racing is not about running indiscriminately, you must first agree on a distance, you can win or lose in a straight line, or you can compare back and forth.

Because they are in the suburbs right now, the straight line is meaningless. After discussing with each other, the two decided that whoever arrives first is the winner.

Zhao Tuo ordered the followers to estimate the distance of about five miles forward, and then set up a spear over there to count as the end. Two followers supervised, and Zhao Tuo and Zhao arrived at the spear and then returned. The first to come back to the camp will be considered the winner.

The rules are very simple. As for the accidents encountered on the road, such as cars and horses crossing the road, pedestrians or wild animals disturbing, these are all considered as normal obstacles and test the ability of riding skills.

Everything was ready, the two horses stood side by side, Duan Yichang saluted on the horse: "Please be careful, my lord, otherwise Yi Chang will not be able to bear the blame."

Qingfeng and Taohong jumped out directly, this Qingfeng horse Zhao Tun rode all the way from Tokyo city, he got a rough idea of ​​his temperament, he was a slow-moving guy, he was lazy rather than docile, but Dali It is not surprising that Mado is so.

He was puzzled, but he didn't have time to think about it at this moment, he just used all his skills to speed up and urge the horse forward.

Duan Yichang made amends and said: "It's Yi Chang who thought too much." He had thought about this section before, and Zhao Tun's equestrian skills were average. If something happens, it will not be worth the loss if it involves your own family.

After galloping for another two miles, Duan Yichang looked back and couldn't help being taken aback. He saw the Qingfeng horse falling tightly behind, and it didn't fall very far.

But at the moment when he was running hard, Zhao Tun instantly felt that the difference between Qianli Duxing Yichangdeng and Qianli Duxing Yichangdeng was not 01:30, but Qianli Duxing Yideng was a famous horse, so it was normal that Qingfeng was not as good as him.

Duan Yi's body was close to the horse's back, as if growing on top of it, he pulled the rein slantly, his feet slammed into the stirrup, and Tao Hong spun back and ran back with almost no strength.

Duan Yichang was so angry that he almost fell off the horse. The Qingfeng horse is only stronger than Taohong in terms of endurance and temper. There is no need to mention temper, but in terms of endurance, ten miles away is nothing. The foot strength of the two horses should be quite good. yes!

After arriving at the camp, there was no trace of Tao Hong, Zhao Tun got off the horse and drank a cup of tea before Duan Yichang came back on horseback.

Zhao Tong laughed and said, "How can you blame others for being injured by a racing horse? Prince Duan underestimates my Da Song's mind too much."

No, it's not quite, he uses exquisite equestrian skills, Tao Hong should surpass Qing Feng, could it be that Qi Wang's equestrian skills are better, and he has been pretending to be stupid and tricking him?
Duan Yichang looked at Zhao Tun who was on the Qingfeng horse in front of him, but he didn't look like he was proficient in equestrianism. Zhao Tong didn't make many moves on the horse, and the Qingfeng horse ran very fast, as if there was a big bug chasing behind him. How strange!

After a few more breaths, the two horses actually ran neck to neck, only to hear Zhao Tuan laughingly said: "Prince Duan, this Qingfeng horse is indeed stronger than your peach red horse, you give this best Caiyun horse to this king I'm afraid that this horse race was not intended to be won by the king, but it is very kind!"

Even pulling out an ordinary cavalryman of the Western Army casually is not something Duan Yichang can compare to.

After the Taohong horse traveled for a mile, Duan Yichang looked back secretly, and couldn't help being shocked, why did Qingfeng catch up?

Both sides were ready, and Lei San shouted from the side: "Start!"

And where is Dali?There are not many real war horses in itself, and the number of battles over the years can be counted on the fingers, and most of them are small-scale battles of infantry counter-insurgency. How can we practice real equestrian skills without fighting?
The equestrian skills of the Song Dynasty were actually summed up on the battlefield. For more than a hundred years, it has fought against Liao, Xixia, Tubo, and Yiyue, and there have been various rebellions in the country. It is all groping on the battlefield. Come out of the riding experience.

Puzzled in his heart, he gritted his teeth secretly and exerted his strength again. He could see the target of the long spear in front of him, but he didn't slow down until the pink horse ran to the long spear. Give the reins a hard tug.

After everything was arranged properly, Duan Yichang glanced at the peach red horse. The speed of this horse was about the same as that of Qingfeng, and its endurance was slightly inferior, but the distance of only ten miles back and forth was not considered to be impatient. With average riding skills, Duan Yichang thought to himself that he was invincible.

I saw that Qingfeng horse was close at hand!

The two horses were driven side by side, and there was no distance between them for a full mile. Zhao Tun knew that the two horses were not much different in speed, and could be compared with ordinary Qingtang war horses in terms of speed, just according to Duan Yichang's statement. These are the two best horses among the colorful cloud horses, so the others are naturally not as good as they are. I guess when there are really no horses to use, they can barely try to be war horses.

The opportunity to hunt for the lottery has been lost, Zhao Tun said that his arrow skills are not good, so he dodged it lightly, and now the horse is about to claim the lottery, but the opponent replaces it with a fine wine, he is really annoyed.

Zhao Tong was smiling secretly in front of him at the moment, when it comes to equestrian skills, he guessed that his family might not be as good as Zhe Hanmei, but how can Duan Yichang, a prince of Dali, be able to stand up to him?
After all, Zhe Hanmei grew up in Xiao Xijun, and she usually gets in touch with all kinds of war horses, and she even spends more time practicing horsemanship than martial arts.

The two ran for more than a mile, and Duan Yichang suddenly urged Tao Hong vigorously. This was equestrianism, and it was probably through movements and stimulation to stimulate the horse's potential.

He immediately turned pale, even though he didn't see any special tricks Zhao Tong used, he just rode like a normal horse, but Qing Feng's speed was much faster than what he knew.

Even how far he wants to surpass Zhao Tong depends entirely on his own thoughts, this time he doesn't want to save any face for Zhao Tong.

Halfway through the journey, Duan Yichang suddenly heard something wrong with the voice, and peeked again, and the hairs on his back almost stood up.

According to his temperament, he would probably not do risky things, but today he really didn't want to say this, he was about to suffocate to death, so he wanted to overwhelm Zhao Tan in the horse race.

Seeing that Tao Hong's speed suddenly accelerated, she surpassed Qing Feng's half-shot in an instant, but Zhao Tuo just squinted her eyes and smiled slightly when she saw this.

Hearing a long neigh from the pink horse, the whole horse stood up, with its two front legs hanging in the air, presenting a dangerous scene.

Zhao Tang also came to the front for a while, but he was not as brave and flashy as Duan Yichang. Qing Fengma slowed down and turned around normally, and ran back.

Zhao Tong looked at him and said with a smile: "Although this king won the horse race because of his love for Prince Duan, he still has to drink the fine wine."

Duan Yichang's face was ashen at this moment, and he reluctantly said: "Yichang lost, and he is willing to punish him with three glasses of wine."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine jug on the table and poured three glasses of wine in a row. The wine entered his stomach, but it was extremely bitter.

Seeing this, Zhao Tong said: "It's not indecent to come here and not to go. Since this king has won the horse race because of his affection, how about entertaining the prince in a few days?"

Duan Yichang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and a gleam of light suddenly rose in his heart. This king of Qi actually wants to entertain him. Isn't this another opportunity?
(End of this chapter)

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