England 1986

Chapter 323 Xiao Huang, You Know

Looking at the little gray horse, Allen smiled, no matter whether it is a human or an animal, it cannot escape being corrupted!
That's all for a mare, how hard is it now to make a bigger promise?
Still have to run to die?
hey wait
Thinking of this, Allen was taken aback suddenly, and looked in the direction of the Indian team in the distance. These dicks are also very rich, and they are all "children of nobles". They wouldn't promise their horses benefits, would they?

How fucking mean, damn Indians, to bribe horses!

Allen glanced over there with extreme contempt.

During the warm-up preparation period, although the whole scene is not particularly quiet, the overall noise is still very low. After all, the people in the next game are distinguished and should not be too unqualified. In addition, the players present today are all elites, so it is rare for players and audience to get along very harmonious.

Allen put on his helmet, held the pole in his left hand, and held his head high. The way he played was very different from the monkey-like Indians next to him.

With this appearance, there was a huge cheer from the audience area as soon as he appeared on the stage.

The corner of Alan's mouth hooked, his right hand shook the rein lightly, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the little gray horse started to run slowly and speed up.

One person, one horse, the polo club in Alan's hand is not like a polo club, but like a saber, just holding the cue aggressively and rushing towards the Indian team, Alan looked serious, looking Looking at the Indians who are getting closer and more flustered, his current behavior is a bit like a lunatic, stepping on the accelerator to the end, whoever hides is a dog.

But if you don't hide, you will be unlucky if you get hit!

Seeing that the distance between the two sides disappeared in the blink of an eye, several Indians dodged in a panic. Allen slightly raised the cue and hacked down, as if preparing to chop them, and crossed the middle of the team of four of them openly.

After passing through, he was still not relieved, and ran towards the audience area for tens of meters, pulled the reins slightly, and the little gray horse shook its head triumphantly, before it was ready to slow down and turn.

It wasn't until this moment that there were exclamations one after another in the audience area.

Looking at it from a distance, the earl just now charged forward so indomitably at the four Indian players alone. With this momentum, they can even feel it hundreds of meters away.

Is this the aristocratic polo player from Great Britain?
This momentum, this heroic posture.

Never seen it this way before.

The bandage on the leg of the little gray horse was red, and Alan pulled the rein. He was very smart and knew to take small steps, which is the kind of fast but not fast pace, and proudly walked towards those Indians. The man's horse snorted.

Creatures like horses have a strong sense of competition, especially male horses. In addition, Allen has been bewitching it, which is both rewards and praises.

Seeing Allen's chin raised high, as if he didn't regard them as human beings, the faces of several Indians flushed, but they had nothing to do. It is qualified to despise them, they are so beaten that they have no power to fight back.

At the front of the line, the Indian wearing the No. 2 POLO shirt, just now because Alan passed by too fast, he didn't see clearly, now that Alan came back slowly, he saw it clearly this time, especially when he saw Alan's left hand Holding the pole, a trace of solemnity flashed across the Indian's face.

It was supposed to be a friendly match.

But now this one is not a defensive player, but he holds the stick with his left hand. What does this mean? !

Just like in those very facial movies, as soon as some characters appear on the stage, the audience knows that this person is not a good person, but a villain!

Allen now gave this Indian this feeling.

In a regular polo game, the players control the reins with their left hand, and the cue with their right hand. Holding the stick with their left hand is not allowed!

Horses in polo games, because the competition is too fierce during the game, and there will be collisions between the horses and players, so there are two sets of reins, and there are a lot of them in the hand. This is to allow the rider to better control Horse, prevent falling horse.

The right hand is the dominant hand of ordinary people, and it can better hold the club and play with force.

When competing on the field, if the opponent player holds the pole with his right hand, he will only fight for the polo at the moment when the two sides cross each other.

But what if the person is holding the ball left-handed?
He can turn the horse's head in advance before he finds the opponent's attack, lean over directly, follow the offensive player, and directly hit the offensive player's right club with the club in his left hand.

In a polo match, you can hit the opponent's cue directly, just like fighting with a knife!
But if both of them hold the club with their right hand, the number of times and opportunities to hit the club will be much less. Reality!
Now a guy in the No. [-] offensive player's jersey with a stick in his left hand.

Not even if he is left-handed, but this is not an informal friendly match.

Is it still possible not to let the earl play?

When you attack, he runs to your right and can defend you, but when he attacks, you cannot defend him!

As for why not go around him to the left and guard him with the right stick?
Everyone is left-handed, how can he not know these things?
He must have moved closer to the left to block your defense the first time he saw someone trying to turn to his left.

This method is very dirty, if he can do it but you can't, it's disgusting and helpless when you think about it.

After swaying around, he first hit the opponent's momentum, and then Alan rode slowly back to Boss Cha who had been prepared.

"Haha not bad!"

Boss Zha was on the sidelines admiring Alan's actions just now. It's better to be arrogant. Young people are not arrogant, can they still be called young people? !
Besides, Allen has always had this temper externally, don't you Indians know?
First hit the opponent's momentum, and then start the game in a while to establish an advantage on the court.

This time, he plans to use the Indian polo team to stand out, use them to set off his own power, and then make a strong response to the outside news!

Today, not only must we win, but we must also win a big victory, and even massacre our opponents!
"Did you see the two older players on the other side? Those two are level 4 players, and the remaining thin one is a level 3 player."

Boss Zha called the remaining three team members on his side to his side, and they immediately explained.

Looking at the configuration of the Indians, is this ready for three to one?

Two level 4, one level 3, and the rest is pure waste level -1.

Allen looked back at his own team, Cha Boss was level 6, and himself was level 1.
Yes. Allen's polo level has just reached level 1, and he can't even reach level 2.

There are two players next to him, one level 1 and one level 2. Everyone adds up to exactly level 10.

If the configuration of the Indians is three to one, their side is one to three, at least on the surface it looks like this, and the others are very good, which can set off the mighty and domineering Boss Cha.

but
Let them know how powerful it is later!
The Indian gave up the right to serve and Allen served.

Following the referee's whistle, Allen smiled and looked at the two little Karamis around him. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!

"beep!"

"Hold!"

As the whistle sounded, Allen shouted and pulled the rein violently. The little gray horse raised its front hooves high. His very close Indian No. 2 hit immediately.

The distance is too short, and there is no speed, but with such a sudden move, the opponent's body wobbled and almost fell, just such a neutral position is enough.

The little gray horse raced through neutral, slowly gaining speed.

"Hurry up!"

Boss Cha, who glanced at the side from the corner of the eye, had already rushed up. Allen was not in a hurry to pass the ball, but turned his head slightly to glance at the rear right. The No. 3 player had already caught up with him.

With a little force on his left leg, he commanded the little gray horse to squeeze slightly to the right, blocking the No. 3 player who had just caught up with Alan, and forced the opponent to stop. Then Alan swung his club violently and passed the ball to no one guarding. Boss Cha.

1V2 smooth assists.

All that's left for Boss Cha is simple, catch the ball. Keep accelerating, shoot, then slow down, run around the field, and receive the cheers
"Hahaha!"

Boss Cha scored a goal at the beginning of the game. He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. After celebrating and re-serving, when he passed by Allen, he winked at Allen.

Although it seems unethical to play like this, like using cavalry directly against ordinary polo players, but
History is written by the winners, as long as you win, you are worthless!
Anyway, there is no live broadcast at the scene, so I'm afraid!
Our Great Britain, playing polo is so wild!

This time the opponent served, Allen did not stand in front, but missed the opponent by tens of meters.

Seeing that the referee was about to blow the whistle, Allen gently pulled the reins, sniffed, and directed the little gray horse to prepare for a small dash.

"beep!"

As the referee's whistle sounded again, Allen commanded the little gray horse to rush up, and rushed towards the Indian player who was holding the ball.

The No. 2 Indian player had just received the ball and was about to raise his head to observe the position of his teammates. Before he raised his head completely, he heard a huge exclamation from the sidelines. Come on.

"what!"

click.
Accompanied by a slight sound, Allen directed the little gray horse, and according to the No. 2 Indian player, he came sideways and hit him!
Although the horse does not wear armor, the players on the opposite side have no armor.

Think about how it feels to hit a person directly with a horse at a speed of at least 34 kilometers per hour, plus the weight of Allen himself?
Even if you use eight sets of reins, it will not work!

Really tons of damage.

After Allen saw the Indian fell off the horse, he hooked the ball with his left hand in a blink of an eye, shook his body, and continued to urge the little gray horse to speed up, ready to see who would continue to block him. the way.

The front is wide open, Allen pulls the rein, the little gray horse cuts slightly to the right, blocking the way behind, raises his left hand high, and swings the cue fiercely, giving Boss Cha a very inaccurate, but passed very far ball.

He has no one to defend, as long as the ball comes over, it means there is a goal!
One quarter was not over yet, in just 3 minutes, two goals were scored, and another player of the opponent was injured, so the game had to be suspended and replaced.

Allen got off the horse and took a sip of water, then patted the little gray horse's head. This guy was very fierce just now, so he just buried his head in it, thinking nothing, he is a good and obedient boy.

Looking at the tears in the little gray horse's eyes, it is estimated that it was hit by someone and hit the horse's head just now, and it was so painful that it was about to cry, but it just had tears in its eyes, and it didn't fall down, so it seemed very stubborn.

Boss Cha originally came over to praise Alan, but after seeing Alan's movements, he looked at the horse again, and waved his right hand to command: "Come here! Change the horse for the Earl of Carmarthen!"

Seeing someone coming to lead him, the little gray horse arched into Allen's arms very reluctantly.

"Okay. You go to rest first. I will do what I say, and I will buy it for you when I get back. Xiao Hui, you know that I like you the most. When you rest well, I will ride you."

"Hang Chi Hang Chi."

The little gray horse cast a disdainful look at the newly led yellow little horse, and then reluctantly followed the horse trainer to the end.

"Xiao Huang, you know, I like you the most, I even fed you carrots yesterday, do you remember me?"

Allen stroked the little yellow horse's head, and chatted with it, regardless of whether it understood or not.

"Tweet."

The little yellow horse stuck out its tongue, as if remembering something, and asked Allen for something to eat.

"Be brave for a while, I will go if I say go, don't be afraid, behave well, don't talk about carrots, when I go back, I will buy you a mare!"

"Kahahahahah!"

When the little yellow horse heard the word mare, its ears moved violently, and Allen clearly felt that its breathing was a little more rapid.

Great, that's it!
Animals are good friends of human beings. Between good friends, it is not too much to give some rewards to motivate each other, right?
"beep!"

The game restarted, and those Indians were obviously on guard against Allen. Seeing Allen rushing over again, the newly replaced No. 2 player passed the ball to his teammates very wisely.

Although the horse runs fast, no matter how fast it runs, it cannot beat the flying ball.

but that's not a problem
If you broke it so easily, wouldn't Lao Tzu's title of Welsh bully be in vain?

Allen controlled the reins, Xiao Huang did not slow down but made a big circle, chasing the opponent's No. 3 player with the ball from behind.

Since Xiao Huang is a newly replaced horse with good physical strength, and he was bewitched by Alan just now, his blood boiled very hard, and the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed.

The two knights competed solely on speed, and this scene looked exciting.

When there were still two positions left, Allen raised his left arm high, without even acting, he blatantly raised his cue, aimed at the opponent's cue's right arm, and made a split.
"what!"

Left hand to right hand, the opponent doesn't even have a chance to evade. If he lifts the stick to block, Allen can steal his ball, and if he chooses to protect the ball, he has to face Allen's attack.

Under the high-speed impact, although the material of the club was soft, but when the club hit his arm, the hit No. 3 player couldn't even hold the club, and a two-finger-wide line appeared on his right arm Looking at Allen who took the ball away, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

This style of play is too aggressive.

But what this guy did was within the rules. He can only be said to be dirty, not fouled!
(End of this chapter)