Volume Five [Five Generations Are All Tigers in the Same House] NO.12 What a broken horse
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"Dun'er!"
With a shout, your legs clamp the horse's belly. This is the essence of the horse step. Ordinary people always think, what is the horse step? Look, this is the real horse step!
The middle-aged man was also stunned and exclaimed in his heart: My God, this... how is this possible? Where did this kid learn equestrianism? And who taught it? No, the Zhang family definitely does not have an equestrian instructor now, absolutely not! This
This kid must have some guidance from an expert, absolutely!
This is still a skill without a saddle and stirrups. If Zhang Ben steps on the stirrups with both feet, he can exert greater force.
Some people who practice martial arts say that the waist and horse are one. What is a waist? The strong back and waist of a hero! What horse? A thousand-mile horse that gallops bravely and is good at fighting!
Wei Huo is heroic, Guan Zhang is brave, and it has been like this through the ages.
Jumping out is just a warm-up. The horse is about 1.6 meters tall. It is really worth thinking about whether it can withstand the suddenness of Zhang Bi's power.
After running around for two times, I waved the horse in my hand, and I felt that this was a truly suitable weapon. Only when a person is taller and the horse is bigger can he command a higher position. If the two armies were to fight, not to mention killing a thousand people, it would be an enemy of a hundred people!
There were some trees as thick as an arm planted on the side. Along the horse path, Zhang Bi suddenly accelerated his horse, but the speed was limited, at forty-five kilometers per hour.
With both arms accumulating strength, the middle-aged man stared closely, wanting to see what happened.
"Hehe!"
With a loud roar, the pores of those who were shocked dilated, and they always felt a cold air rushing into their skin. Those who followed Huang Silang had their mouths wide open, and they did not dare to make a sound. One of them had the courage to whisper.
Asked Huang Silang: "Four Young Master Huang...are you going to make a movie?"
"Slap your ass!"
Huang Silang's heart was racing and he was ecstatic: Haha, God helps me!
The winter sun is not very bright, but it turns white when it falls on the ground. When Ma Chao waves it out, one's eyes seem to see an arc of white light, which is drawn out in an extremely fast and graceful way. It is said that it is a stroke, but in fact this is
It is a horizontal cut and an oblique lift, from bottom to top.
The wind blade whistled, chi! With a soft sound, the small camphor tree along the road broke into two pieces with a crunch, and fell to the side with a huff, and the ground was covered with green and yellow leaves.
"Holy shit! This is so awesome!"
One person exclaimed, touched his head and shouted, in his mind, if this was chopped on his neck, wouldn't blood arrows shoot out two floors, and he would be slaughtered like a pig or a dog?
Even if these people have no eyesight, they can still see that without a saddle and stirrups, they can charge at a speed of more than 40 kilometers per hour and chop down a tree with their strength. This power is really terrifying.
At this moment, these second-generation ancestors also somewhat understood why in ancient times it was easy to get a large amount of gold, but a general was hard to find. With such a fierce man, it would be a shame to chop people's heads off with a loud bang!
They also understand better why it is bullshit to say that a sheep leads a group of lions, but it is awesome if a lion leads a group of sheep.
Because the lion kills in front, the sheep only needs to follow suit and show off its power.
The moment the horse tree collided with the tree trunk, Zhang Bi was a little uncomfortable with the force. It had been a long time since he had endured the force exerted by high-speed movement.
All in all, I am more confident in my boxing and kicking skills.
After shaking the horse spear and flipping the blade, Zhang Ben felt that the horse spear was well made and a workmanship of great skill. He sighed: Good thing, I need to make friends with the person who made this horse spear.
Then he saw a gap in his body, and he became furious and cursed: "Which thief has nothing to do but chop it up when he's full! Damn it! You've ruined this horse!"
This loud curse made the middle-aged man blush. Several staff members looked at each other and glanced at him. As a result, the middle-aged man coughed and hid quietly aside.
This is normal. No matter who gets a good hand, but there is a gap on the top of the dog, it is not perfect. It is like you bought an airplane, and then someone told you that the engine is actually hand-cranked.
of……
But the matter is not over yet, because when he suddenly waved the horse's harness, the horse under his crotch couldn't hold it anymore, and his body was obviously stiff. Moreover, the horse also lost its temper. It snorted and jumped out.
After ten or twenty meters, he finally staggered out and rushed out. Zhang Ben thought to himself that it was not good, and immediately jumped up on the back of the horse. He jumped nearly eight meters, and stepped on the ground with a thud, sinking several times.
centimeters.
The horse pushed hard and the whole body was stabilized, but the horse fell heavily to the ground and squealed for a while before it staggered back to its feet.
The staff quickly came over to massage the horses to activate their blood circulation, and brought some fresh water. As for Zhang Bi... no one around him dared to approach him. It was better to stay away from this kind of person.
Huang Silang really wanted to say that I was shocked.
However, he was still quite calm on the surface. Although he was actually very excited inside and wanted to shout loudly, I still calmly ran over and asked, "How are you? Is there anything going on?"
"No, no, no! This ** can't stand the strength. It's not as good as the Yunnan horses. Although those draft horses are thin, they are much stronger than this kind of thing!"
Zhang Bi didn't know much about horses, and he couldn't tell the difference between horse breeds. He only spoke based on his own requirements.
The surrounding staff members all thought to themselves: Aren't you talking nonsense? For people like you, if you exert force on horseback like this, it will be useless even if you are riding an ox.
"Fuck! Are the remaining horses not good enough?" Huang Silang asked.
"What are those things? It's okay to ride on it, but if you want to exert force, it won't work. When your legs are pinched, your back will tremble. Is this a war horse?"
Zhang Bi said disdainfully.
Speaking of war horses, there really are none nowadays. The number of several horse breeds in the northwest racecourse is also limited. Kabat-Zinn’s father’s number in Xilin is only 1,800. Huang Silang doesn’t feel that he can still stretch his arms and legs.
Go there.
Besides, it may take some time for the horses to get used to them after they have been transported thousands of miles and have to be cared for.
Zhang Bi frowned and said again: "Who did this? A stupid pig? He chopped it into pieces with a knife at the right place. If I catch this kind of person, I will definitely give him a good beating! Damn it..."
He was really angry. He finally got a weapon with great workmanship. It was like a scholar getting a pair of Mi Fu's calligraphy and Wang Xizhi's original calligraphy. If you draw a fly on it and let the child urinate,
See if those literati will fight with you!
After hearing Zhang Bi's words, the middle-aged man blushed even more, felt ashamed, and became even more afraid to speak.
After hearing the two people talking, a steward from Pentium Century whispered to several second-generation ancestors: "Boss, aren't there a few horses in the east stable? You can take a look."
A second-generation ancestor curled his lips: "Those rags are useful for their hair..."
"Boss, this man said that as long as the horse is strong, isn't there a very strong horse among them?"
The second generation ancestor's eyes lit up, and he quickly smiled at Huang Silang and said, "Four Young Master Huang, there are some horses that no one wants in our No. 2 stable to the east. Why don't you take a look at them?"
Huang Silang wanted to refuse outright, but thought it would be okay to give it a try, so he said to Zhang Bi: "Why don't you go and have a look."
Zhang Bi also had no hope. It was really not easy to find a strong horse that could sustain him.
A group of people all got on the golf cart and arrived in a long line at the second stable.
The environment here is much different.
"There are several horses here that are unwanted by members and no one keeps them. One of them was given to me by an old man who paid him 30,000 yuan. Now that I think about it, it's really a loss. I'm thinking about whether to castrate it next year."
Take it and sell it to customers in the north."
The young master said with a smile.
The staff opened the door, and an unpleasant smell of fodder hit us. There were eight horses standing inside, all looking bad and silent.
Huang Silang covered his nose while walking, and then suddenly laughed and said: "Haha, look at this horse, it looks like a panda!"
Everyone looked over, but no, there were actually black circles around the horse's eyes, and then white hair from the ears to the bottom of the cheek. At first glance, it looked like a panda with a horse face.
However, the fourth young master may have been a little carried away with his smile. His hand was still stretched out in the air, and the panda horse he was laughing at actually opened its mouth and bit his finger.
The fourth young master was so frightened that he trembled, and Huang Silang yelled: "Holy shit! What kind of broken horse is this! Why is it still biting!"
A second-generation ancestor nearby said quickly: "This is the horse that the old man sold me. It's quite big, but it can't ride people, and it can't run. It's a big loss. And it's too big, so some people don't dare to ride it.
."
The height of this horse... Zhang Ben took a look and saw that it must be at least 1.85 meters. It was huge. When he saw that its trough was clean, there was food in other mangers and the oats had not been eaten yet.
, I thought to myself: This horse is really good at eating.
"I heard that there is Shire horse blood in my ancestors. The crossbreeds are all cross-breeded and I don't know where they are. The back is a bit shorter, and it is similar to Kabat-Zinn. I don't know what to call this thing."
The second generation ancestor said while apologizing.
There is a tuft of long yellow hair on the hooves of this panda horse, and there is a small sarcoma on the back of each hoof. It is not very eye-catching and is covered by the yellow hair.
Zhang Bi took a look and said: "This horse must be quite strong."
"It's almost over 2,000 kilograms. If you kill it and sell it, it might still be useful." The second-generation ancestor said with a wry smile.
Perhaps because it was despised again, the horse opened its mouth and bit at it again. Everyone laughed and said, "This horse is not allowed to be talked about by others."
Zhang Bi walked over, and the horse opened its mouth and bit it. Zhang Bi slapped it, making it squeal, and then it tried to hit it head-on. Zhang Bi held its head down and punched it three times in a row, and it struggled.
As a result, he couldn't stand it even though he was standing across the manger. He screamed loudly and was punched and slapped by Zhang Bi, and he finally calmed down.
After entering the manger, he ignored the horse and pressed his hands on the horse's back, but it didn't move at all.
"That's it! As long as it's strong!"
Zhang Bi patted the horse's back and said.
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