Those Years When I Was an Animal

The tenth prince also said: "I have said that the horse is very strong. Why don't you believe it? Now I'm hurt. I'm really I don't know what to say

The people of tsarist Russia looked at the ten princes one by one with murderous eyes, and their teeth clenched.

Originally, they were going to make trouble. Their people were trampled on by horses. How could they ask the emperor to give an account? But when the tenth prince said this, they had no face to ask the emperor to explain to them.

The emperor of a country has already declared the great doctor to the people who were trampled on by horses. Moreover, the tenth prince also said that his horse was strong. They did not listen to advice and insisted on riding the horse. What else can they do now? That is, they can't say what they want to do with the horse. Their own people have no ability. They can't get hurt by training horses. What they can say can only admit that they are unlucky.

The emperor seemed to have paid no attention to the tense atmosphere between the two sides, and said softly, "the Russian emissary, will this competition continue?"

The Russian emissary PI xiaorou grinned his teeth and said: "of course continue, our warriors have not yet experienced the prestige of the eighth prince."

This time, the Russian emissary did not dare to pick out the horses that had their own owners. Yu Qingyu regretted that he would not be trampled on by two people? He promised that they would not even have the chance to ride him this time. It's a pity that they will be disabled directly! Unfortunately, the tsarists did.

Yu Qingyu shook his head, tut It's not fun, but After a while, we should have fun. By the way, we can carry out his plan.

A circle of targets was erected in the center of the huge racecourse. The edges of the ten targets were dyed with different colors. The arrows of the princes and the tsarists were also pasted with strips of different colors.

The rule of the game is that everyone must shoot the arrow with which color to the target of the corresponding color. Shooting at other targets does not count as an achievement.

In the Qing Dynasty, there were four princes, eight princes, nine princes, and ten princes. They lined up in a row in their riding clothes, with high morale in their hearts.

Yu Qingyu raised his eyes and glanced at the eighth prince. He sneered in his heart. I'm sorry. I'm also for you.

There were also five warriors from the tsarist Russia side, each with a tall body, which seemed to be a head higher than the people on the other side of the Qing Dynasty.

Ten horses stand in a row, the gap between the horses is not more than one meter, both sides of the personnel are slightly forward, hands tightly grasp the reins, ready to gallop.

At an order, the sound of horse's hooves resounded through the entire racecourse, and ten horses ran forward together. Gradually, Yu Qingyu took the lead and was proud of himself. Hum! How can you run past him!

The tenth Prince drew out an arrow, looked at the green paper pasted on the arrow and puffed at the corner of his mouth. The God was so green that it was not lucky at all.

"Whew..." At the same time, several arrows of different colors were inserted into their respective targets.

Yu Qingyu jumped high, jumped over a set of obstacles, and continued to run. Behind him came the sound of horses' hoofs, which soon caught up with him.

"Ah, ah What a pain! Don't stab me in the ass again! I've run very fast already

Yu Qingyu listened to what the horse said behind him. He stopped for a moment, slowed down his pace, and soon kept level with the horse.

"Are you all right?" Yu Qingyu turned to the horse and said.