Lu Bing looked sadly at Wang Zhaoyi's body and the head in my hands, and said bitterly: "Also, Wang Daxia's body."
Arakkhan thought for a while, and said, "Master Lu wants a lot. In that case, the game just didn't count. How about we compare two games?"
"How do you want to compare with sweat?" Lu Bing asked coldly.
Seeing Lu Bing's answer, Arak Khan laughed and said, "Since Ben Khan has more chips in his hand, then Ben Khan sets the rules. In the first round, we compare martial arts. Then in the second and third rounds, we are better than riding and archery. !"
Lu Bing expressed his willingness to hear the details, and Arak Khan continued: "In the second game, we take the open space in front of the two armies as the standard. The knights of both sides ran to the opposite side, and then ran back to the base camp. The winner was the one who returned to the camp first. If Lord Lu wins the second game, Ben Khan will return Wang Zhaoyi’s body to you. In the third game, we compare archery, riding and target shooting. Whoever has higher skill will win. If If Master Lu can win the third round, Ben Khan will return the previously captured slaves to Master Lu. But... If Master Lu loses one round, he must return the goods and belongings of the horse market!"
"It's not fair!" Li Jin was furious after listening to Ah Khan's words.
Arak Khan sneered and said, "Who makes you Master Lu want so much, why? Master Lu wants to retreat in the face of difficulties? No matter if you are the people of the Ming Dynasty?"
Huang Duxian glanced at Lu Bing's face, thought about it, and came forward: "Okay! We can agree, but if it's such an unfair comparison, it's no better. Why don't you change the rules of the game?"
In fact, Arak Khan hopes to pass this kind of competition and get back the supplies from the horse market, so as to avoid a large-scale fight. Hearing Huang Duxian said that it was just a small change in the rules of the game, he said, "Does Huang Daxia have any suggestions?"
"Horse riding and archery are your Mongols' strengths. If we use horseback to ride horses, it is actually unfair to us. If Da Khan really wants to solve the war between our two armies through a competition, then How about me and Ma Bi in the second game?" Huang Duxian said with a smile.
When Lu Bing heard Huang Duxian's proposal, he gave Huang Duxian a surprised look.
Arak Khan disagreed, and said: "Huang Daxia's light work is unparalleled in the world. Isn't this a bit of a coincidence?"
Lu Bing and Huang Duxian exchanged glances. Huang Duxian nodded slightly. Lu Bing thought for a moment. He raised his head to look at Ahrak Khan and said firmly: "The Khan disagrees? Then I will go back to the camp to prepare for the battle and wait for the confrontation with the Khan Outside the Hongshixia Pass! However, Da Khan remembers that this lord is the one who must retaliate if there is a grudge, lord Wang Daxia's body must be taken back, and the vengeance of Tucun must also be reported!"
Arakkhan was caught by the cold light in Lu Bing’s eyes, and suddenly remembered that the style of this Da Ming official was completely different from other officials. Now there are hundreds of thousands of troops in nine towns on three sides of the palm of his hand, and he is also a stranger. There are so many, I really have to find trouble for myself, I am afraid that the gains will not be worth the loss, and it will even affect my plan to rebuild Mongolia.
Thinking of this, Arak Khan smiled and said, "Master Lu, don’t worry, Ben Khan didn’t say no? But... If Huang Daxia competes with our riders, it is indeed unfair. After all, he will be lurking right away, and Huang Daxia. It’s so light. If Huang Daxia can carry a warrior selected by Ben Khan to compare and win in the end, Ben Khan will return you Wang Zhaoyi's corpse. If not, let Wang Zhaoyi's corpse hang here for the sky burial!"
"Okay!" Huang Duxian agreed first, and Lu Bing asked with a wry smile: "Huang Daxia, we have just fought for a while, and we have consumed a lot of energy. So we carry a person on our back, and can compare the speed with the cavalry... Are you really sure? "
Huang Duxian smiled and said: "Let's do it! When I was young, I must have confidence. Now... I can only try my best!"
Lu Bing has always heard of Huang Duxian's prestige, and after getting along during this time, he really sighs that there is no good under the reputation. This time he came to the Mongolian camp, and Huang Duxian had an endless stream of strange weapons, which opened his eyes to Lu Bing. However, it was still within his acceptable range. Even the sphere, as Lu Bing expected, should be made of gunpowder. There are weapons made of gunpowder in the Shenji Camp in the capital.
What Huang Duxian put out is worthy of the name of ghost hand, but light work... Although it is indeed outstanding, Lu Bing does not think that it can be the best in martial arts. Lu Bing only thought that Huang Duxian was getting older and his physical fitness declined, so he didn't mention it.
Today, Huang Duxian proposed to compete like this, to compare speed with a horse behind his back? It really made Lu Bing feel unsure, and squeezed a cold sweat for Huang Duxian.
Huang Duxian came out, twisted his waist and moved his hips, moving his body.
Arak Khan also quickly selected his rider.
He is a small man who is rare among the Mongols, but with a slender figure and a rough face, Luo Guo is close to the belly of the horse.
And that horse is not a typical Mongolian horse.
Mongolian horses are caught in the wild, even if they are domesticated and reproduced, they are in a semi-stocked state. They live on the grasslands and eat and sleep on the grasslands. They endure the scorching heat and mosquitoes in summer and the severe cold in winter. Because of this, the evolved body is short and unattractive. However, the limbs are firm and strong, the physique is rough and strong, the neck is short and the head is large, the forehead is wide, the chest is deep, the legs are short, the joints and tendons are well developed, the feed requirement is very low, and he is good at traveling long distances. Strong physique, wide chest and long mane, thick fur, complex coat color, mostly blue, liu and rabbit brown, can withstand violent storms, snow and blizzards; fierce and daring to fight, can kick the head of a prairie wolf with its hoof.
The main mount of the Mongolian cavalry is this Mongolian horse. Genghis Khan can ride thousands of miles on horseback, and this hard-working horse plays a key role.
But the maroon horse under the hip of this little Mongolian rider is not like a typical Mongolian horse.
This horse is one head taller than the ordinary Mongolian horse, and has a sturdy body, full and graceful. The head is slender and the neck is tall, the limbs are slender, the body is slender and graceful, the neck is curved and high, it looks brisk and flexible, and the body is covered with maroon hair, only a white spot from the nose to the forehead.
Lu Bing's expression was solemn, and Li Jin already exclaimed, "Blood and sweaty BMW?!"
Li Jin turned to Huang Duxian and said, "This is the real Maxima, Huang Daxia..."
In fact, Lu Bing also wanted to ask this.
Huang Duxian saw everyone's doubts and chuckled: "Relax, when he was young, it was not that the old man had not been chased by a sweaty BMW. Isn't the old man still alive now?"
Lu Bing and others were speechless, so they had to believe him.
Arak Khan pointed to the batch of sweaty BMWs and smiled: "This is the descendant of Genghis Khan’s royal rider. It is owned by the Mongolian sweats of the past. The real sweaty BMWs. Master Lu gives up at this time, as long as there is time, as long as By returning the supplies from the horse market to me, Ben Khan can still be generous and give you Wang Zhaoyi's body.