call me Lord Lu Bu

Chapter 24
The huge black horse of the Xiongnu came galloping, and Amati jumped onto the horse's back. The set of horse riding movements was smooth and smooth, and he cooperated with his own horse.

"Good!" The Huns in the audience on both sides applauded and applauded proudly.

"Hmph!" Lu Bu snorted coldly, "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I will scare you all later."

Lu Chen turned around at the moment, and asked worriedly, "Bu'er, Zhuifeng has been recuperating for half a month like you, and he hasn't exercised during this period, are you sure?"

"Hehe, don't worry, uncle! I'm sure that Chasing Wind is not me, but it told me that!" Lu Bu replied cutely.

Lu Chen sounded a little silly, but Lu Bu and Zhuifeng had experienced the bloody battle with Bailang since then.During Lu Bu's recuperation period, except for the critical period of recuperation at the beginning, he basically slept with Zhuifeng in the stable. This man and horse have a very good relationship, which is better than Lu Liang's performance when he tamed Xiongfeng.

Amati rode his favorite horse, walked to a yellow line, looked at the distance scale measured in front of him, and there was a white powder mark beside it. The entire length was about 6 meters. It is worth noting that the The person who drew the scale was the deputy general of the Lu family army, Lu Feng who watched Lu Bu grow up.

"Hehe, it's too close, too close! My precious war horse can travel hundreds of miles in an hour." Amati is very confident that his war horse can leap beyond the furthest scale drawn at this moment.

Hearing Amati's words, everyone in the audience was amazed.

(The following small science plus settings, I hope you don’t ask for a deep understanding, don’t compare with these data)
According to legend, the bloody BMW claims to travel 24 miles a day. Here, the daily travel is not 8 hours. In fact, the limit that ancient and modern horses can run continuously in a day is actually [-] hours, except for some legendary horses;
Generally, the speed of a domestic horse is 25 to 30 kilometers per hour, two steps per second, and each step is 3 to 5 meters;
The speed of a good horse is 30 to 40 kilometers per hour, two steps per second, each step is 5 meters to 6 meters;
The speed of the wild horse is 40 kilometers to 50 kilometers per hour, two steps per second, and each step is 6 meters to 7 meters;
极品宝马时速50公里到60公里譬如汗血宝马，以8小时极限算已经达到日行800里的基本要求，一秒三步，每步5至8米；
The speed of Qianli Shenma is 60 kilometers to 70 kilometers per hour. It is said that it can persist in the limit of 9 hours a day and reach the legendary level of running thousands of miles a day. It takes three steps per second, and each step is 6 to 9 meters;
The earliest legend of Chitu, the number one horse in the world, dates back to the Western Zhou Dynasty. According to legend, King Mu of Zhou had eight red rabbits that traveled 4000 miles a day.Obediently, is this a concept?It is equivalent to one-third of Sun Wukong's somersault cloud.Therefore, the legend of the 4-mile horse of King Mu of Zhou was quickly overturned. Some people said that it was eight red rabbits that together traveled 4000 miles a day, that is, each red rabbit traveled nearly 12 miles a day, which was equivalent to 150 thousand-mile horses.Of course, this is exaggerated, but so far many people believe that the red rabbit horse can travel 170 miles a day, because it is said that its physique is very healthy, and it can last three days after a full meal and a full drink, and it can last a day without eating. Drink and run wildly for half a day, that is, 5 hours. In this way, the speed can be as high as 6 kilometers to 12 kilometers per hour. It is said that one second can take [-] steps, each step is [-] meters to [-] meters

(Call me Lord Chituma: Mortals kneel down and worship!)

Closer to home

Amati boasted that his horse can reach a hundred miles per hour, which is basically at the peak level of a wild horse. It leaps out with a step of about 6 meters to 7 meters, which is 8 meters for him.

But at this moment, I only heard Amati riding on the horse, pointing forward arrogantly, and said unceremoniously: "Give me another ten feet!"

"Cut! Pretend, you continue to pretend!" Lu Feng sneered after hearing this, and of course marked the scale for Amati, and then immediately a Hun general came to check whether Lu Feng had marked the number indiscriminately and deliberately cheated.

One foot in the Han Dynasty is the same as today, so we rounded it up to a fraction to remember 25 centimeters. This Amati clamored to add 8.5 meters, and the scale length of the entire competition would reach about [-] meters. It is indeed confident enough!

As soon as the bold words came out, the audience boiled!

"Amati! Amati! Amati!"

The Huns were all excited, shouting Amati's name in unison, and both Amati and Hun King Afan seemed to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by the people, and look at the Han people at this moment, all of them were silent, their faces were gloomy, and they looked at each other. As if being suppressed, he dared not speak out.

"Hahaha!" Hun King Afan laughed, and teased Lu Liang, "General Lu Liang, I said you were too stingy in drawing this scale before, why do you look down on my great Hun's horse?"

After hearing this, Lu Liang turned back with a smile, "How dare you! Stop talking nonsense, you'll know what's rubbish!"

Afan looked at Lu Liang who looked like he was waiting to watch the play, and was immediately upset, "Huh! Looking for abuse. Afan, let me complete all the marked scales."

"Eh!" Afan's expression froze when he heard it. In fact, he estimated that it would be no problem to jump more than 7 meters. He also thought that if he jumped more than 8 meters in case of extraordinary performance, he called it 8 meters 5. , and at this moment, my boss actually told him to jump the 8 meter scale in front of so many people, and I felt like I was going to slap myself in the face for a while!

But seeing the furious look of the Hun King, Amati had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, "Obey!"

Amati rode his favorite horse and began to back up for a run-up, but at the moment he was under a lot of psychological pressure, because he was facing a super difficult task, and his previous confidence and ease were swept away. He was worried that he might It will also malfunction.However, he found that the more worried he was, the more nervous he became, so the distance of the run-up retreated again and again, and he could only pin his success on a longer run-up.

"Ahem!" Lu Feng coughed lightly at this moment, and said in a mocking tone, "Oh, I said General Amati, are you too nervous? Or do you not know the rules? I remember that before the game, General Lu Liang and King Afan has already agreed."

"What do you mean?" Amati said angrily.

"Hmph! The run-up distance cannot be exceeded. The target distance you called! If General Amati thinks it is not enough, you can call another ten feet like before!" Lu Feng is not a vegetarian, he taunted loudly, "It's so majestic, and I am also happy to serve you."

Hearing this, everyone in Lu Bu's army burst out laughing, who else but Lu Bu?
Lu Bu laughed and said, "Hahaha, this guy is cowardly! Add another ten feet, and you can have a farther run-up. It's so easy to jump a meter or two like that!"

"How unreasonable!" Afan was furious, he slapped the table and turned to stare at Lu Bu, but he found that Lu Bu stood up abruptly and stared at him, not afraid of him, the king of the Huns, and his eyes were like a tiger, staring at him like a tiger. The look of wanting to do something wrong.

"Bu'er, sit down." Lu Liang shouted. After all, Afaner is the king of the Huns. If he is really irritated, these games will be a fart. There will definitely be a fight between the Han and the Huns. Tomorrow the Huns With the army under pressure, Wuyuan County still talks about peace?

"Hmph!" Lu Bu turned and left unhappily, ready to check on Zhuifeng's readiness, after all, it was his turn to play.

After Lu Bu left, Lu Liang persuaded with a smile, "Afaner, you are the king of the Huns, you won't be fussy with us, right?"

"Hehe! Of course." Afan snorted coldly, turned and sat down and found that Amati was still in a daze, so he scolded, "Hey! You bastard, why are you still in a daze? Dance for me !"

"Yes!" Amati was surprised, and finally stood at the position of the maximum run-up distance that he could enjoy, with a run-up distance of [-] meters, and shouted, "Ah!!! Fight hard!"

Then I saw Amati galloping forward with his beloved horse, as if he wanted to fight with his back, and only wanted to make a miracle with his strength, so he pretended to be aggressive.

"Whoosh!"

Amati jumped up on his horse.

Everyone in the audience straightened their necks, scrambling to squeeze together, wanting to see the final result!

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Amati and the horse fell to the ground.

"huhuhuhu"

There was an exclamation from the audience, the result was actually
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(End of this chapter)