About the time to touch a cup of tea, the teams play their own games.

At one end are five Shence Army players in green clothes led by Xie Changyuan, and five players from Longwujun in red led by Lu Chen are juxtaposed.

At the other end, there are ten Pingxi Army golfers led by Shen Ci.

"Play!"

The drums began to play, the red paint **** were thrown, the people followed the horses, and the players hit each other ball by ball.

Different from the conservative style of the North and South Guards just now, the two sides were full of firepower from the very beginning. The golfers frequently made high-difficulty actions such as sudden stops, quick turns, and back shots. Sometimes dribbling the ball, sometimes galloping to compete, constantly swinging the stick to hit the ball.

The ball flickered on the field, the horses flew like flying, twenty horses galloped across the field, and the hooves rumbled.

The scene was once thrilling, intense and spectacular.

A stick of incense passed, and no one scored a goal.

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Everyone in the stands was very interested. It had not been a long time since they had seen such a wonderful game. It was more thrilling and exciting than the previous one.

The polo match was originally very risky. Most of the ball games I saw on weekdays were played in a slightly stable way, and I had never seen such a fatal situation.

The players on the court smelled of gunpowder very much. On weekdays, several armies were often compared, but there was no chance for them to face each other. Today, even if it was just a ball game, everyone was eager to compete.

"Are you worried?" Feng Yuyao said suddenly.

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

"Aren't you worried about your brother? Or... Xie Shizi?" Feng Yuyao asked half-jokingly.

"Are you worried about Shen Ci?" Qin Yan fixed her gaze on Feng Yuyao's face, before meeting the princess' face with a faint blush, she withdrew her gaze.

"Life or death is a matter of life. As a common training item in the military, they are familiar with various emergencies and accidents on the polo field. It is common to break arms and legs. Compared with the battlefield, it is much gentler." Qin Yan's tone was flat.

Hearing Qin Yan's words so sparse and ordinary, Feng Yuyao was speechless. The swords, lights, swords and shadows she is familiar with are all from the harem women, and there are many people who are disabled and killed. Since she was born, she has never stepped out of Shangjing, and she occasionally hears about things in the army, or sees it from the play. As for the real battlefield, she has no say.

From this moment on, she really realized that she and the childhood playmate beside her have had too many different moods due to different encounters.

Qin Yan's past made her distressed, and she also envied her. She envied people who could truly understand Shen Ci's life. Feng Yuyao's eyes followed the tall figure on the field, and the friend beside her seemed to have seen through her hidden desires, which were probably impossible desires.

Qin Yan looked sideways at Jiang Mu,

"Look well, study hard."

Jiang Mu met Qin Yan's gaze with a complicated expression. He turned his head and took a sip of cold wine.

The woman beside him used to be his rival, but now she is also his benefactor and his teacher.

The relationship between the two is complicated and embarrassing. He doesn't know how to face Qin Yan on weekdays, and the woman always reminds him lightly from time to time. Isn't she worried about raising the enemy too well? One day, they will See you again on the battlefield, when the sword has no eyes...

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At this moment, the battle was fierce. In the chaos, a horse under the seat of a golfer of the Pingxi Army was hit in the leg by an unknown ball stick.

"what are you doing!"

"No...sorry bro..."

"You dare to use a trick!"

"No...this..."

"What do you want to do?"

"Scared?"

"Whoever is cowardly is afraid!"

You pushed me and shoved me, and several people and horses moved their hands.

Everyone was on fire, and they were full of energy. For a time, except for Xie Changyuan, Lu Chen, Shen Ci, and Xie Zhao, who were sitting on horses, the rest of the golfers abandoned their sticks, dismounted from their horses, and fell into hand-to-hand combat.

At this moment, the wind is blowing, and the thunder is rolling, which is a precursor to the approaching spring rain.

Neither the saint nor the prince on the high platform spoke, they were just watching the farce on the field.

Everyone was amazed that the commanders of the North and South Guards and the Generals of the Peace and West Army all came off the field.

The showers rushed into the field, and it was a good rain for the crops. But for this game, it's not the time.

Everyone in the stands was covered by tarpaulins, but it didn't matter much.

The stadium was gradually exhausted by the rain, and the soldiers in the hand-to-hand combat were in a state of embarrassment. The raindrops that fell on their bodies did not dampen their enthusiasm in the slightest. The three teams of people mingled, the horses ran and roared, and the scene was chaotic.

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The four people sitting on horses on the field stood quietly in the rain curtain. After a long time, Shen Ci lifted his eyes to look at Xie Changyuan, and smiled coldly.

"I heard that Xie Shizi has high eyes?"

"…"

The drumming on the sidelines did not stop, and with the shouts of his subordinates fighting, Xie Changyuan could hear Shen Ci's words clearly.

He immediately understood that Shen Ci was talking about what he said at the city gate before, and the rumors that Beijing had repented of his marriage.

But he has nothing to say about it...

Suddenly, Shen Ci threw away the ball and stick in his hand, hurriedly rode his horse through the fighting crowd, and rushed straight to Xie Changyuan. When the two horses were about to collide, Xie Changyuan yanked the reins, and the horses under his seat raised their front hooves, raising their necks and roaring, but they were still hit by Shen Ci's horse. In an instant, both flew away from the horses, and the horses slammed into the ground. splash.

At the moment of landing, Shen Ci rushed towards Xie Changyuan and threw a punch.

Xie Chang Yuan narrowly avoided, but his face was still scratched by the strong wind. He turned around and punched Shen Ci, Shen Ci leaned over to avoid him, swept his legs over, Xie Changyuan jumped up, attacked, and with a round, kicked Shen Ci's right arm.

Seeing this, Xie Zhao immediately flew off his horse and wanted to help Shen Ci. Shen Ci was his peak. Of course, he had wanted to compete with Xie Changyuan for many years.

Seeing this, Lu Chen had to dismount and rush over. He didn't have a personal relationship with Xie Changyuan, but at the moment, the two belonged to the same team, and they were led to the north and south of the capital. He couldn't watch Xie Changyuan fight against each other.

In an instant, the four of them fought together in the rain.

The two commanders of the forbidden army, a frontier army general, and a frontier army general, all four of them disregarded their decency, fought closely, punched to the flesh, and showed no mercy.

Everyone on the field was soaked with rainwater mixed with muddy water, which made everyone watching the game a little dazed for a moment. Are they still at the court game? On the throne of the high platform are His Majesty and the Crown Prince who is in charge of the country, but these **** have completely ignored them.

When Xie'an, Hou Xie'an of Yongding saw his two sons fighting together, he sighed in his heart. After all, it was the fate that he could not escape.

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The rain is getting heavier, everyone is incredible, and even the main general is gone. His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were slow to stop.

Zhen Guogong Shen Changshan was expressionless, his Pingxi Army was not a coward.

Feng Yuyao looked at Qin Yan,

"Xiao Yanyan, is Shen Ci coming out for you? Your brother is still the madman who protects his sister, tsk tsk, I'm really envious."

Qin Yan motioned to Feng Yuyao to the main stand, where the prince and the second prince were also Feng Yuyao's brother?

Feng Yuyao looked over and sneered:

"His Royal Highness is indeed very kind to his imperial sister, but it's just that princess, the second emperor's brother...hehe..."

When Qin Yan heard this, he actually imagined that such a cold-hearted prince could give Feng Yunchao, Princess Changle, how much love?

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Suddenly, heavy drums were beaten, and countless crossbowmen surrounded the court, all of them drawing their bows, facing the soldiers who were fighting regardless of the occasion.

"His Royal Highness has an order, the people off the field will return to the team immediately, and those who violate the order will be shot!"

Everyone off the court gradually calmed down from their **** impulses. They were still on the court. It was still a game of the Royal Organization, not their crazy training ground. In the stands, there is still the current sage, and the prince who is in charge of the country.

Everyone's movements stopped, and all their chests rose and fell violently, calming their boiling blood. The cold rain washed their young faces, young bodies, and young blood.

"His Royal Highness ordered each team to finish the field, and you will hold a banquet in the Hanxiang Hall of Shanglin Imperial Garden, and return to the team!"

"God Bless Daxia! God Bless Your Majesty! God Bless the Prince!" The soldiers on the field shouted in unison.

All the players were embarrassed and embarrassed, limping and helping each other out.

Emperor Hui got up and left the table, and everyone bowed and bowed.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Hui turned around and cast a glance at Jiang Mu beside Qin Yan, then left.

Jiang Mu put on Qin Yan the cloak that Mr. Ji asked him to wear before going out, and his eyes were quite disgusting.

Is this woman so unbearable?

Feng Zhan saw this scene in his eyes, who is that kid?

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