Dr. Ren spent all his time in school from elementary school to doctorate. Although he once rode a camel when going out for archeology, it was two different things from riding a horse. As soon as he said these few words, his body was already almost crooked.
Fell off the horse.
"Brother Ren, I think... why don't you stay and come to the racecourse to ride horses when you have nothing to do these days? It's better than suffering with us..."
When Zhuang Rui saw this situation, he didn't dare to let Ren Chunqiang follow him. If something happened, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his teacher and Dr. Ren's family.
And the current team, with the exception of Ren Chunqiang, can be considered to have strong soldiers and strong horses. Not to mention that several prairie people grew up on horses, and Peng Fei has received strict wilderness survival training.
Take Zhuang Rui himself as an example. He just doesn't ride a horse and follows the horse. With his abnormal physique, it is estimated that apart from the initial outburst and being unable to keep up with the horse, after going dozens of kilometers, even the horse may not be able to match him.
"Then...well, I'll wait for you at the gathering place..."
Although Dr. Ren was unwilling to do so, he also understood that he could not keep up with the team. If he tried his best, he would be the one who suffered the loss. This was an easy settlement.
Turning the horse's head cautiously, Ren Chunqiang rode back towards the way he came, wiped his head and shouted: "Zhuang Rui, don't forget to take a video when you find the wild horses. I will show it to my son when I get home..."
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After Dr. Ren left, the team's progress obviously accelerated a lot. Although Zhuang Rui's riding skills were average, he couldn't hold the horse under his crotch and obey the command. As long as he clamped the horse's belly slightly or lifted the reins, the yellow spot would be very conscious.
Speeding up or slowing down.
Anyone who has ever ridden a horse knows that a horse often feels the most bumpy when jogging, but once the speed increases, it becomes quite stable.
The strong wind blowing in front of him and the receding grass made Zhuang Rui feel extremely comfortable. However, when he looked at the few people in front of him, his face couldn't help but darken again.
Zhuang Rui had no experience in galloping, so he still didn't dare to go too fast. In addition, the yellow-dotted horse he was riding was not as good as the horses chosen by the previous people, so he could only follow the horses behind them.
Gray space.
Compared with Zhuang Rui riding a horse with his back straight, Peng Fei, Battle and others are really called riding horses. Even the little girl Wu Yunqi Qige leaned her body very low, almost touching her.
On horseback.
Seeing that Zhuang Rui was a little far behind, Battle and others also slowed down their horses and slowly started to trot on the grassland.
After Zhuang Rui caught up, Peng Fei looked at Battle and said, "Old man, I haven't raced a horse for a long time. How about a race today?"
Just now, Peng Fei felt that the white horse under his crotch still did not release his full strength, and the running was a bit unsatisfactory. In addition, he had not raced against Battle for several years, and he felt very itchy in his heart.
"Okay, but your horse is a bit weak. I'll let you run for one minute first, and then whoever runs farther within three minutes will win. How about that?"
Battle agreed immediately. His blood was superior to the white horse chosen by Peng Fei in terms of age and horsepower, so he said that Peng Fei should run first.
"Three minutes?" Peng Fei raised his eyebrows, "Sure, Dad, but if you lose, you have to give me your red blood to ride on..."
Battle was very disapproving of Peng Fei's words, and said with a smile: "You kid, let me talk about it after you win. I'm holding my watch, you can run away..."
"Don't regret it, fight!"
Peng Fei shouted, tightened his legs, and rushed out like an arrow. In Zhuang Rui's eyes, it was like a white light streaking across the grassland. The passion generated by that speed,
Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel a rush of blood.
Battle, who kept his promise to stay where he was, suddenly turned gloomy when he saw a man and a horse running in front of him, and said angrily: "This brat, how can you whip the horse with a whip? I will teach him a lesson later..."
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"Brother Battle, isn't this riding crop used to whip horses?"
Zhuang Rui on the side listened a little puzzled. He just thought that his yellow dot was running slowly, so he gave the horse a few blows on the butt with a whip. If the whip does not whip the horse, what is the use of it?
"Brother Zhuang Rui, we prairie people don't use whips. Horses are our brothers and sisters. How can we beat them with whips..."
Wuyun Qiqige, who was sitting on a horse that was taller than the yellow dot, also had a dissatisfied expression on her face. Every time Peng Fei in front whipped her, the little girl's face would show a look of unbearability.
"Okay, I'll go after that kid, and Timur will give you an explanation..."
Battle looked at his watch, pinched the red blood on his crotch with his legs, and a red shadow flashed by. When he said the last word, the men and horses were already twenty meters away.
Although Barter is tall, he is as dexterous as an ape on horseback. He puts his entire body on the horse's back, and his head and the horse's head are closely together, reducing the resistance of the wind and flying very fast.
He closed the distance with Peng Fei in front of him.
"Zhuang Ruian replied, we prairie people train horses, and what we pay attention to is the unity of man and horse. In getting along with the horse for a long time, a tacit understanding can be developed. There is no need to use a whip, the horse will know what you mean...
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As Timur explained, Zhuang Rui discovered that Battelle, who was galloping, had never used the whip in his hand once, but the red blood under his crotch was still accelerating, and he was about to catch up with Peng Fei.
Already.
"Ah, I've caught up, brother has caught up..." Wu Yunqiqige suddenly clapped her hands happily.
"No, Chi Xue lost his temper. Brother Peng Fei's horse is going to be frightened..."
Timur, who was explaining to Zhuang Rui the essentials of riding a horse, suddenly shouted and rushed out on horseback.
In less than three minutes, Chixue had already overtaken Peng Fei, who started the race first. But just when he overtook Peng Fei, an accident happened suddenly.
When he passed Peng Fei's horse, Chixue suddenly raised his head and neighed at the white horse.
As the leader of the horse group, Red Blood undoubtedly had a high authority. His neighing shocked the dissatisfied White Horse, who had already received several whips.
The white horse, which had been running very fast but always very smoothly, suddenly began to play tricks, its body was beating constantly, trying desperately to knock off Peng Fei.
Although these horses usually appear to be docile, horses are actually animals with very strong personalities. Deep in their hearts, horses have a strong sense of competition that other animals cannot match.
Horses have the character of never giving up even when they are tired. Many people may not know that in wars, many horses did not fall in the hail of bullets, but died of exhaustion on the battlefield due to violent running.
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Therefore, the white horse was forced by the King of Horses' power and did not dare to fight back after being provoked, so it vented its anger on Peng Fei on its back. It kept changing speed and bumping while running, and its movements became more and more violent.
But who is Peng Fei? How could he, who had carried out a secret beheading operation alone on the Sino-Indian border at the age of eighteen or nineteen, be willing to lose to a horse? He immediately put his arms around the horse's neck and let the white horse get off.
toss.
Battle, who was running ahead, was also startled by the white horse's frenzy. He quickly turned around and shouted at Peng Fei: "Feizi, take off the stirrups and vault, fast..."
Encountering a frightened horse, not to mention a half-assed rider like Peng Fei, would give even experienced prairie men a headache. If a horse knocks him off his horse while his feet are still in the stirrups, it is very likely that he will die.
Peng Fei, who was on horseback, couldn't express his pain at this time. The white horse's movements became bigger and bigger, almost throwing him off the horse several times. At this moment, after hearing Battle's words, he retracted his feet and got out of the stirrup.
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At this moment, the white horse suddenly stood up alone, and his whole body stood upright. Peng Fei, who had no support under his feet, finally couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown off by the white horse.
However, Peng Fei's movements were quite strong. When he landed, he rolled backwards without raising his head at all. He then somersaulted back a few times, just in time to avoid the hoofs of the white horse chasing Peng Fei.
"Uu, uh..."
Later, Timur and Battle arrived, and they both jumped off their horses, grabbed the reins of the white horse, and kept making "oo" sounds in their mouths to comfort the white horse, so that the white horse did not continue to chase the unfortunate Peng Fei.
"Peng Fei, are you still trying to do this? Haha, you dare to go to Liangshan without three points and three points? According to me, you are just riding on my yellow dot..."
Zhuang Rui, who arrived with Wu Yunqi Qige, couldn't help laughing when he saw Peng Fei's disgraced look.
"You weren't shocked by the red blood, otherwise how could you have fallen off the horse?"
Peng Fei replied with a bitter look on his face, patted the gray grass on his body, and walked towards the white horse who had been comforted with an unhappy expression.
"law!"
Who would have thought that when Peng Fei came over, the white horse that had calmed down suddenly became manic again, almost knocking down Battle who was holding the horse's reins, and quickly shouted: "Feizi, you kid, stay away, you just
Hit it and it won't let you ride again..."
"Damn, what the hell is this? I just whipped him twice and he still holds a grudge?" Peng Fei was extremely depressed when he heard what Battelle said. Why didn't Battelle say that horses can't be whipped when they were in the army?
It's just that Peng Fei didn't know that the troops in the army were all military horses, and they were replaced very frequently. Moreover, they only did some simple equestrian training, and there was no time for people to communicate with the horses. Of course, Battelle would not say these things.
Battle shook his head and said: "You can't ride this horse anymore. Change the horse with Timur..."
"All right……"
Peng Fei nodded depressedly, turned around and saw Zhuang Rui who was gloating about his misfortune, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Brother Zhuang, what are you laughing at? Even if I changed my horse, it would be better than your mare..."
