Li Zhe on the field has been focused on polo. Within a short time of less than half a column of incense, his own goal has been penetrated three times by the other side, which makes him very anxious and angry. Every time he receives a polo ball from a soldier, he always feels that he can hit it and hit the goal at once. However, every time, either his strength is not enough, or the direction deviation is too large, and a good opportunity is missed.

In the dust flying Yang, Li Zhe controls the horse in his crotch and starts to catch up with the soldiers in front of him undaunted. If he doesn't stop him, his goal will be penetrated by the other side again.

At this time, one of our soldiers shot out of the diagonal stab, and took away the color ball before the other side hit the ball. With just a slight touch, the color ball rolled to his side exactly like he had eyes.

"Good!" See such exquisite ball skill, Li Zhe can't help but braved the pain of pouring most of the dust into his mouth, cheered.

"Good head, go back quickly!" A tall figure with a half pulled face flashed past Li Zhe. The familiar voice surprised Li Zhe, but he didn't think much about it. So he quickly turned around and rushed to the other side's goal.

However, when he hit the colorful ball not far from him, he was quickly hit by another soldier of his own side before he tightened his horse's rein and turned around. The direction of the attack was the direction that the tall soldier was heading forward. Looking at the cooperation between the two men, he saw that the other side had started to run back, so he roared excitedly: "drive, run!"

Li Zhe thought that these soldiers were good enough, but what made him even more surprised was that the soldier who had just reprimanded him was far more skillful than he imagined, no matter how skillful he was in the unity of man and horse, or the strength and speed of hitting the ball with a stick in his hand, which seemed to be a different person.

With the running of the horse, the rhythmic follower's horse rises and falls. A loud voice comes from the ear: "catch the ball..."

Once again, the ball crossed itself, over the head of another soldier, and flew to the tall soldier again.

Then I saw that soldier looked back at the sky. He did not wait for the ball to fall, then he stretched out his club backward. It was just a light touch. The ball seemed to be stuck on the staff, but was easily taken over by the soldier. Then he did not wait for the ball to land. He bumped twice in the front of the Yan Yue shaped club, and was hit by the soldier in the air He crossed a beautiful arc, flew to the other side, and landed beside another soldier on his side.

Because the soldiers of the other side gathered too much in the middle, they obviously relaxed the guard on both sides, so they failed to prevent the soldiers on the other side from rushing to their goal with colorful balls.

"Li Zhe rushes to the Middle Road, ready to meet him!" The tall soldier turned his head and roared at him.

Li Zhe, who was still in a daze, did not notice that his name was called by others. After a deep excited reply, he said, "OK! Drive

Li Zhe, who holds the club in one hand and the reins in the other hand, controls the horse in his crotch. This time, he rushes to the middle of Chen Bing. Although the horse can't pass perfectly and skillfully under his control, he still manages to snatch a place to hit the ball in the middle.

As others and horses have just rushed to the Middle Road, the ball between the electric light and flint seems to have long eyes, passing by the opponent's club and flying to him.

"Look at me!" Li Zhe exclaimed. The whole person was in a state of excitement. He waved his club and watched the colorful ball rolling down on the ground, but The club flies by, the ball rolls by, and the stick in his hand and Caiqiu miss each other perfectly again.

"Ah...!" Li Zhe was just about to shout when he was about to be attacked. He saw a flash of the figure in front of him. It was the tall soldier who, in the blink of an eye, twisted his way from the side with his horse. With a slight push, he just rolled down the colorful ball in front of the horse's head and was hit by others and penetrated the goal!

"Good skill!" Li Zhe was so forgetful that he was stunned by the soldier's riding and hitting skills.

"Don't be so silly and stand back!" After turning the horse's head, Li Hong took advantage of the gap to hold the ball stick in front of Li Zhe.

Li Zhe, who has not responded to Li Hong's identity, now faces Li Hong. Although he covers his face with a brocade to cover the dust, his familiar voice and familiar eyes finally make him realize that this tall soldier is his brother Li Hong!

"You You How is it you? " Li Zhe grabs the reins in surprise and walks to the center of the field with Li Hong.

"It's bad enough to help you, but you can't bear to lose." Li Hong hit the road mercilessly.

Li Zhe's face turned red. He cocked his neck and said, "it was a mistake just now. It won't happen next time. Who hasn't made a mistake yet?"

"Then go on?"

"Go on!"

The two brothers looked at each other with a smile. At the same time, they raised their sticks and hit in the air. As the other side opened the polo, both sides entered the fierce competition again.With the increasingly fierce competition on the field, Li Zhe found that he seemed to be marginalized. In the fierce competition, he seemed to be like a spectator running to the field. It was very difficult for the color ball to be hit by his side.

What made him even more astonished was that although his side was less than himself who was equivalent to walking on the field, his combat situation was still a huge advantage, and their cooperation was more and more tacit understanding.

Not only did our own side cooperate with each other tacitly, but also the other side's struggle was much more intense than before, even can be described as tragic.

Li Zhe had to suspect that he had been on the court these days because of the hissing sound of horses colliding with each other, the collision sound of ball sticks and people on the horse's back made Li Zhe doubt that he had been on the court these days and thought it was the most tragic event he had ever met. However, compared with the intensity of the field, it was just It's not worth mentioning.

"What are you doing? Run forward!" Li Hong hit Li Zhe's horse's buttocks heavily with his club. The horse was frightened and ran out. Li Zhe, who was unprepared on his horse's back, was almost knocked down by the horse in his crotch.

Fortunately, he held the reins tightly and leaned back. At the same time, he grasped the reins with one hand and pressed the saddle with the other, which prevented him from falling. Just in this way, the club in his hand was let go and watched to fall. Li Hong caught and threw it to him.

Li Zhe's maids and eunuchs, including Yan Lingbin, who came with Li Hong, were shocked to see the fierce fighting. Compared with the prince's absence, the fight on the field was like a battle of war.

Even in the dusty field, soldiers can be seen half tumbling down from their horses, but they are falling down. After one foot landing on the ground, it seems that they are slightly on the ground, and the whole person is on the back of the horse again. But in this way, they will lose the chance to win the lottery ball.

Not only did other soldiers begin to fight fiercely, but also faced Prince Li Hong. Those soldiers also showed the same ruthlessness and momentum as they treated other soldiers. They did not have any reservation because Li Hong was the body of ten thousand gold. The horses did not hesitate to hit Li Hong's side.

Li Hong didn't get angry either. He pulled the reins with his legs and horse's belly at the same time. The whole horse seemed to come across the horse at a gallop. The two hind hooves of the horse actually jumped into the air after the horse's body crossed.

The club has never been higher than the horse's back, but now it is not only higher than the horse's back, but also has begun to greet the head. In the eyes of the two palace maids, eunuchs and Yan Lingbin, the originally relaxed and leisure polo match is no less than a fierce fight, just like what was seen in the poetry club on a rainy day.

"This Do they care about the identity of the prince? " Yan Lingbin was frightened and frightened. He seemed to return to the scene of fighting on rainy days. He asked in a trembling tone.

"They want to be merciful to your highness. Unfortunately, they don't have the ability. Even if they do their best, they are not necessarily the match of his highness. If they don't do their best, they will be punished by his highness." Wu Tian explains for Yan Lingbin.

"But But it's not right. In case you hurt your highness... " Yan Lingbin was still deeply disturbed. He accompanied his royal highness out of Chang'an City for the first time. He did not only run out of Chang'an City, but also told Bai Chun how to tell him when he went back!

Unable to clearly understand Yan Lingbin's worries and anxieties, he said respectfully, "Miss Yan, all this was decided by his highness in his early years. If anyone on the field dares to reserve and not go all out in the face of him, he will be punished even worse if he finds out! So now, as long as your highness takes part in the activities, none of these soldiers are not fully motivated, for fear that his highness thinks that they are not doing their best. "

As soon as he could not speak, he heard Li Zhe's excited cheers. He held up his club in his hand, and his horse ran to Li Hong. Then the two brothers hit each other with sticks to celebrate Li Zhe's winning goal, which was also the only one.

The dust on the field gradually dispersed, and more than 20 people's clothes turned brown. Layers of dust were stained on the clothes, and the sweat and mud on their faces were mixed together. They all looked like cats with colorful faces.

In particular, Li Zhe, originally white skin, has now become a big face, and the whole person seems to have just been dug out of the soil.

Li Hong took Li Zhe to the lawlessness and jumped off his horse. He handed the club to them and took off his face towel. Although there was no mess under his eyes, his forehead and even his eyes were stained with a lot of dust. The Fu towel on the head is patted lightly, as if in the dust, and a yellow mist will wind and disperse overhead.

"Haosheng will take care of them. Li Zhe and I will go and wash them first." After explaining the lawlessness a few words, Li Hong put his arm around Li Zhe's shoulder, and the two men, led by two soldiers, went to the bathroom of the butu camp.

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