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Chapter Ninety-Eighth Shot (Part 2)

On the court, the two participating teams entered the court, first saluting Zhao Kuangyin, and then waved to the audience.

"Old Qi? Isn't that number four position Old Qi? Haha, this is the trap camp, the Iron Cavalry's trap camp."

Zhao Guangmei smiled and said, "Brother, who knows the fourth position?"

"I know, of course I know it. It's the ace camp of the Iron Cavalry Army. I have the impression that Lao Qi is killing generals and catching flags. I am very brave. In the entire palace front department, the camp is the elite who is second only to Brother Murong."

"So, won't the Iron Cavalry win?"

"Of course I will definitely win. I have been in the Palace Front Office for so many years. I don't know who is stronger and who is weak."

"Then how about a bet between me and my eldest brother?"

"Betting? What to bet."

"I bet on Hujie win. If I win, you will give me more pocket money. How about it? Brother, this football game was held in my gymnasium. It almost squeezed out all other projects. It didn't even pay the venue fee. Zhaoer didn't give me the tickets he collected. Is this my financial way?"

Zhao Kuangyin cursed angrily and amusedly: "Looking at your promising prospects, when will you improve? Whether it is, I will bet on you this way, then how about you lose?"

"I lost, I will give you free use of this gymnasium, and I will never mention the money again."

Zhao Kuangyin thought to himself, it seemed as if you could just mention me, but he thought that he would win this game, so he agreed.

The game begins.

The difference between the elite camp and the ordinary camp is actually very different. Everything was as Zhao Kuangyin expected. At the beginning, the Hujie Army sent a particularly strong man to hit Lao Qi, a quarterback. As a result, the Iron Cavalry Army did not send anyone to protect him. Instead, Lao Qi roared angrily, instead of retreating, and rushed towards the strong man hard, and used a wrestling skill to knock the big man to the ground, and then calmly commanded the Iron Cavalry to launch an attack, and soon sent the ball to the bottom line.

Zhao Kuangyin was very happy to see this, and couldn't help but pat his hands gently. After all, he turned out to be the boss of the Palace Front Office. He was also honored to see his original younger brother's might. But when he thought that he was the emperor now, he could not show partiality, so he resisted the cheers.

"How is it? I'm right. In the face of absolute strength, any tactics are useless. Besides, Lao Qi is a long-standing general, and he is not inferior to others than tactics."

Zhao Guangmei smiled and said, "The competition has just begun. The charm of sports events is that no one can determine the result until the last moment. Brother, let's wait and see."

Zhao Kuangyin was naturally confident and disregarded. This was just Zhao Guangmei's mouth.

Just as they were about to say something, a whistle sounded on the field, and Hu Jiejun actually stopped the ball. Before Zhao Kuangyin could understand what was going on, Hu Jiejun launched an attack with convenience. They were obviously not as powerful as the Iron Cavalry, but they magically pushed the ball line forward for seven or eight meters in one breath. At the critical moment, the Iron Cavalry who blocked the ball suddenly sprained his foot and Hu Jiejun scored.

Zhao Kuangyin's face was not very good, and he had the illusion of being slapped in the face.

"How about it, brother, I'll say, anything can happen on the court."

Zhao Kuangyin snorted coldly: "It's just luck, but such an accident should not happen again. Whether it's the court or the battlefield, the real decision of the victory or defeat will always be strength!"

Zhao Guangmei smiled and said nothing, and continued to accompany Zhao Kuangyin to watch the game. As a result, the more she looked, the darker her face became.

In terms of strength, the Iron Cavalry side is obviously above the Hujie Army, but the scores are always very anxious. Moreover, it is not how well the unknown battalion of the Hujie Army is fighting, but more often the frequent mistakes of the Iron Cavalry side.

For example, just now, two Iron Cavalrymen accidentally bumped into themselves, and their heads ran into Duang. Because they had no protective gear, the injury was much heavier than that of later football games, so they just lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

If it is a coincidence or bad luck, but it is always like this, it is interesting.

Sure enough, when the Hu Jie Army finally defeated the Iron Cavalry with a very weak advantage and narrowly defeated the line, Zhao Kuangyin's face was already so low that it was almost out of the water.

Zhao Guangmei smiled and said, "How about you, brother, I'm right. What determines the winner on the court is not just strength, but also the most important luck."

Zhao Kuangyin asked with a dark face: "Do you think I'm stupid? What's going on? How do you know that Hu Jiejun will win, say!"

Zhao Guangmei smiled and said, "Actually it's very simple. It's really luck. But it's hard to say whether this luck is given by God or someone else. I only know that if this group of Iron Cavalry wins again, this battalion will be qualifying. You also said that this is an old-fashioned strong battalion. You know, I know, other soldiers of the imperial guards also know, so although their odds are very low, the soldiers still buy them and win. If they really qualify, Shi Shouxin will lose a full 7,000 to 8,000 guan. By the way, I also heard that there was a large sum of funds last night, with more than 10,000 guan and they lost. Brother Yue taught me a saying that when everyone thinks you can win, you bet on you, you must not win, because once you really win, the dealer will go bankrupt, and the dealer will never go bankrupt, so luck is very important at this time."

Zhao Kuangyin opened his mouth wide and did not get angry for a long time.

After years of destruction by gambling companies, fans in later generations are almost immune to this situation on the court. Because this situation always occurs, sports fans may even think that this is normal and this is interesting.

For example, the World Cup before Sun Yue traveled through time.

But it was the first time in the Song Dynasty to do this thing. Zhao Kuangyin couldn't imagine that the road of society was so slippery?

The most important thing is that he is really organizing a simple game? Of course not, he is training troops! He is testing the waters for his military reform! His soldiers dare to play counterfeit balls in front of him in a noble manner?

Why did he let Shi Shouxin be the inspector? The Song Dynasty's generals who are more experienced than him are not caught by him? Isn't it because this sworn brother is sensible and can keep the scene? Now, I just watched a "friendly exchange" within the Guards Department, and then a "fier collision" with the director behind the scenes, and he was almost blown up.

This shows that Shi Shouxin is no longer sensible and cannot save the situation.

What's more, the Northern Song Dynasty still banned gambling.

"My mother, call me Shi Shouxin!"
Chapter completed!
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