The world of counterfeit magistrates competes in the world

Chapter 187
At the beginning of the second round, Hong Meng from the black team took the lead again and went straight to the polo.This time, he also grew his mind, staring at the opponent's rider from time to time, and loudly gave orders to his teammates on the left and right to adjust the formation.Soon, the two teams met again.The black riders immediately swarmed up, stopped the opponent's riders, and disrupted their formation.Hong Meng's eyes were fixed, and at this moment, only the formidable enemy Su Haorui was left in front of him.With a loud roar, he stepped hard to accelerate the horse, stretched out the pole, blocked the opponent's pole that had almost touched the polo, and then took advantage of the situation to put the polo under the control of his own pole.Pulling the reins, the war horse turned slightly to the side, and the two passed by.

Su Haorui was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the opponent who was rushing towards his net gate with the polo. He couldn't help frowning slightly, turned the horse's head, and rushed towards the opponent, while issuing a series of orders continuously.The comrades immediately got rid of each other's entanglement and began to rush to their own net gate.

Hong Meng led the polo under the pole to soar all the way, constantly getting rid of the opponent's pursuit.The teammates desperately chased and intercepted the white rider, creating opportunities for Hong Meng to score.

Da da da!Su Haorui has already followed behind Hong Meng, only a ponytail away.Hong Meng turned his head to look at the people behind him, gritted his teeth, and urged the horse again, increasing the speed continuously.If it wasn't for the rules of the game that he couldn't make a move, he would have liked to shoot the opponent off the horse with one shot.

It was approaching, not far from Bai Fang's net gate, Hong Meng roared, raised the horse pole, and swung the polo hard, the polo immediately bounced and flew towards the net gate.

When it was over, Su Haorui reined in his horse, gasping for breath, with a look of unwillingness.However, things were beyond his expectation. The polo coincidentally hit the wooden frame of the net door, bounced out with a bang, and rolled down to a place not far from the net gate.

Everyone stared at the result dumbfounded, their hearts were already beating non-stop.Not to mention the riders on the field.Su Haorui was also stunned. He originally thought that the overall situation was settled, but unexpectedly there was an accident at this time, an accident that turned defeat into victory.

"Drink! Drive!" Su Haorui was pleasantly surprised, and immediately urged the horses, wanting to be the first to rush to the polo position.No, another figure is faster than him.After Hong Meng knocked the polo into the air, he was already planning to rein in the horse, but an accident turned the situation around.Immediately humiliated and angry, taking advantage of the momentum of the momentum, he immediately urged the horse forward again and went straight to the polo.

The two chased each other one after the other, and they came to the side of the polo in a short time, and the two shots collided with each other.The polo swayed back and forth during the polo confrontation, and the audience outside the field were so anxious that they clenched their palms tightly and watched the fierce battle in the field with wide eyes.

Suddenly a loud roar shook the field, and Hong Meng was like a raging tiger, yanking the opponent's horse pole.Su Haorui's strength was not as strong as Hong Meng's. If he was not careful, the horse pole was hooked by the opponent's horse pole, and a huge force was transmitted from the opponent's horse pole. When his hand slipped, the horse pole flew out of his hand.Just when Su Haorui was staring at the empty right hand in a daze, Hong Meng had already laughed and hit the polo, flying straight into the net.

"Oh! I won, I won!" The people who supported the black team immediately shouted loudly, very excited.

"Protest, the other side cheated, this game doesn't count!" the people who supported Bai Fang were furious and shouted emotionally.

"The rules don't stipulate that you can't hit the opponent's horse pole. How can you cheat? You can't afford to lose, can you?"

"you...."

The audience confronted each other and shouted and cursed, and the white riders in the arena were equally angry and protested one after another.

Lin Yifan, as the organizer of the game, had no choice but to stand up and say: "The rules I read just now do not include the rule that you cannot hit the opponent's horse pole, so what Black did this time is reasonable and compliant, and there is nothing wrong with it. Therefore, the first In game two, Black wins."

"Oh! Your Excellency is wise!" The people who supported Black immediately cheered.

Bai Fang's supporters had no choice but to fall silent when they heard the words. They just hummed unconvinced: "What are you proud of? The time has not yet come, and the outcome is still unknown."

Lin Yifan looked at the crowd, his face suddenly became serious, "Soldiers, what do we mean by holding this polo match? Is it just for entertainment? Of course not, this polo match is for training your riding skills and teamwork .Because it is a competition, safety is the most important thing. But in order to achieve the purpose of training, it must be based on actual combat. Under the premise of not hurting the cavalry and horses, the competition allows you to use various means to achieve the goal of winning Purpose. When you are on the battlefield, you have to use the hard work and ruthlessness you have in the game, and do everything you can to defeat the enemy, eliminate the enemy, and win the final victory. This is the purpose of the game, this is The standard you must meet in the future. Can you, can you do it?"

Everyone held their breath and listened to Lin Yifan's words silently, their hearts were boiling with enthusiasm, which could not be calmed down for a long time.As soon as he finished speaking, deafening shouts erupted on the field, "We can do it, we can do it! The Hengshan Army is victorious!!"

A small episode at this time raised the morale and confidence of the barracks.With this fighting spirit, the third round of the match began.

The black and white sides fell into a fierce battle again. With Lin Yifan's unmistakable interpretation of the game, the riders on the field immediately let go of their hands and feet, and began to use a real battle as the standard to start a fierce "fight".

Horses criss-cross, horse poles staggered, and the polo bounced here and there under the pursuit of both sides.The pole shadow waved and collided with each other.From time to time, the horse poles of the powerful and the weak were pulled away, and there were also those with strong horsepower galloping into the field, taking advantage of the situation, or disrupting the opponent's steps, or supporting our comrades in arms.People from both sides are criss-crossing on this "battlefield" with a radius of 200 meters, and there are scenes of tragic battle scenes.

As time passed, the battle situation was still stalemate, and everyone's hearts were trembling continuously up and down following the ups and downs of the situation on the field, which made people want to stop.

Finally, under Su Haorui's calm command, although White Fang was not as good as Black Fang in terms of physical strength and riding skills, he was superior in teamwork.After constantly teasing the opponent in the early stage and achieving the purpose of exhausting the opponent's physical strength, he immediately launched a fierce onslaught.

Black's physical strength and horsepower have been exhausted at this time, and his follow-up strength cannot keep up, so he was caught off guard by White for a while.Su Haorui ran all the way with the polo very smoothly, and soon arrived in front of the black net. With a hard blow, the polo hit the target steadily.

At this time, the time for a stick of incense is almost up.

"Oh! I won! Haha!"

Those who supported Black looked at the cheering crowd in annoyance, and couldn't help feeling sorry.

Lin Yifan stood up with a smile and announced, "This time, the white team won! Congratulations!"

"Wan victorious! Wan victorious!" The riders of the white team excitedly raised the horse pole, raised it vigorously, and couldn't stop laughing and shouting.

Gathering the riders of the two teams, Lin Yifan took over a plate with 100 taels on it, walked up to Su Haorui, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have won, this is your reward for being the champion."

Speaking of handing over the plate, Su Haorui took the plate excitedly, his face flushed, "Thank you, thank you sir."

"You are all doing well." Lin Yifan looked around at all the riders on the white side, and said gratifiedly, "With your exquisite teamwork and calm and calm layout, you have given everyone a wonderful performance. You are worthy of being an elite rider. Hengshan cavalry, we are proud of you. I hope you will continue to work hard, continue to hone your skills, and become an excellent cavalry."

"Thank you for your love, sir. I will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations." The unknown riders were extremely moved and said one after another.

"Okay, I look forward to your performance." Lin Yifan nodded and said seriously, then turned his head to look at Su Haorui, and looked at him appreciatively, "Su Haorui?"

"Yes, sir." Su Haorui immediately stood upright and replied firmly.

"You are very good, I hope to see you perform better in the future." Lin Yifan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him.

Su Haorui immediately became excited, trembling all over, looked at Lin Yifan, and shouted: "This subordinate will definitely live up to your expectations."

(End of this chapter)