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Chapter 310 Golden Wind Yulu (Part 2) (Crying for the Moon)

The people of the Liao people simply could not understand that the people of the Song Dynasty were crazy about horses. This was a problem caused by the lack of land to raise horses for hundreds of years. Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji could not resist the temptation of famous horses and divine colts, so they kept collecting them.

As a result, it accidentally exploded... As for the original ten horses, they had been led out long ago and given to the guards to ride.

They planned to bring these horses back to Bianjing. You know, no matter how much money they spent in the Song Dynasty, they could not buy any of them - these were the best horses in the entire Liao Kingdom!

However, raising these things is really expensive. When Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji saw the groom feeding the horses for the first time, they felt dizzy.

What did the Khitan people feed their horses? They actually used the finest rice that was as smooth as pearls and as white as jade!

Is there any justice?

Old Master Zhao couldn't stand it at that time. He strongly despised this kind of extravagant behavior and declared that the Liao Kingdom was going to be doomed. Fortunately, he didn't know that the famous horses in the Emperor's Royal Horse Prison were all fed with eggs, otherwise he would probably

I also want to shout angrily that the Song Dynasty is finished!

If that were the case, he would be more powerful than Shao Yong...

But having said that, it is said that a thousand pieces of gold is easy to get, but a horse is hard to find. After spending hundreds of millions to get a famous horse, is it possible to let it eat chaffy vegetables? Moreover, no matter how good the breed of horse is, if it is not carefully fed, it will

How can he grow into a tall horse? How can he have such strong endurance, such fast speed, and such good explosive power?

If you want a horse to run fast, you can only train it at all costs.

Of course, the vast majority of horses cannot get such good treatment. Otherwise, no matter how big the Liao country is, it will be eaten up by horses. Under the Liao flag, there are only two types of horses that can enjoy this kind of treatment. One type is these

The nobles play with famous horses, and the other type is the army's charge horse...

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The Liao Kingdom had a vast territory, and its territory was equivalent to the three provinces of Hebei, Inner Mongolia, Northeast China, and part of Xinjiang in later generations. In addition, Outer Mongolia, northeastern Korea, and the Asian part of Russia. Although most places were only nominally surrendered,

Intimidated by the reputation of U Thant's cavalry, it was inevitable to pay tribute regularly.

The Liao people took advantage of this unique condition to introduce fine breeds of famous horses from various places. Among the horses collected by Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji, there were several varieties such as Qinghai horses, Khitan horses, Tubo horses, and Korean horses, as well as tributes from countries in the Western Regions.

Persian horses, Dawan horses, etc. Most of these war horses are in excellent condition. They are tall and strong, have slender limbs, and are excellent in endurance and speed.

However, the most suitable horse for polo is the short Khitan horse. Because the intensity of the kicking exercise is high, the physical requirements of the horse are high, and it must have good physical strength and endurance to adapt. Moreover, the competition is fierce,

Sudden stops, sudden walks, sharp turns, etc. often occur. Therefore, the horse is required to have good explosive power, mobility, flexibility, good pace, and not be easily injured. Another very important point is that the horse should not be too tall.

High, if it is too high, the flexibility will not be enough, and it will also affect the golfer's hitting... After all, the ball is on the ground.

Khitan horses, especially the Baicha iron-hoofed horses, almost all meet these requirements. Chen Ke's mount is a mixture of iron-hoofed horses and Persian horses, producing a good horse with fast short-distance speed, flexible steering, and good pace rhythm.

, simply born for polo.

Chen Ke gave it a resounding name, Maradona, or Dona for short.

Everyone asked him what it meant? Chen Ke told them that it meant 'ball king'!

Taking 'Dona' out of the stable, Chen Ke put his arms around its neck, communicated closely with it for a while, and took out its favorite bean cake to feed it. Although the horse had been tamed by it, but for the sake of people and horses,

To become one, you must continue to have a good relationship with it. Horses are just like people. You can't catch them and throw them away. You must always care for them like your first love, and only then will they be devoted to you and connect with you. On the golf course

Yes, this is a matter of victory or defeat.

The advantage of treating 'Dona' like this is that Chen Ke can put protective gear on the horse without special protection. Ancient people played polo without protective gear, but Chen Ke knew that modern polo requires bandages.

, tied to the horse's legs and tail. Because the horse's legs are the most vulnerable place to be hit in the game. Once injured, it will not only affect the game, but also destroy a good horse. In addition, the flying horse tail will affect the swing.

It should also be tied up.

If these details are done well, the horses can be better protected and it will also be conducive to the performance of golfers...

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On the vast grassland of the flat plains, thousands of Khitan men and women formed a circle one mile square. In the center of the circle, there were two rows of knights in colorful costumes, holding four-foot-long staffs that were as tall as the moon. Their eyes were bright,

He was ready for battle. The horse under his crotch snorted loudly, excited and unbearable.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the brightly colored ball in the center of the field, which was as big as a fist. With the sound of gongs, two rows of riders shouted in unison, waving their wooden sticks and charging towards each other, fighting fiercely.

, fighting for the control of the small ball, for a while, the people in the field were shouting and the dust was rising. The spectators outside the field also shouted and cheered loudly, and the sound shook the sky.

This was the polo match the next day. A team of envoys from the Song Dynasty led by Chen Ke faced a Cuju team from King Qi of the Liao Kingdom. There were a total of twenty horses on both sides, riding on a horse about a thousand paces long, which was equivalent to three horses in later generations.

A total of one ball is hit on a field the size of a football field.

At both ends of the field, there is a wooden board painted white. On the wooden board, a one-foot-square round hole is dug. A soft pocket is woven at the back. If it is scored into the opponent's goal, one point will be scored.

The game is divided into three sections, each section is one stick of incense, and the one with the most goals wins.

I saw the court flying like lightning, and the horses galloping like the wind. The two teams fought for each other, and the fight was extremely fierce. The audience shouted loudly and cheered for the team they supported. Although the Song Dynasty was playing away from home,

The number of supporters is no less than that of the other party, which shows its popularity.

Moreover, the progress of Chen Ke and the others is indeed very obvious. When they first came, it was difficult to win, and then there were wins and losses. Now, they have more wins and fewer losses, and their strength is getting stronger day by day.

Most of the aristocratic men and women came to cheer for Chen Ke. Of course, Chen Ke's golf skills are indeed superb. When the ball is under someone else's horse, everyone jumps up and scrambles into a ball. But as soon as it falls under his pole, the clouds are immediately clear and he is beaten.

A shot is swung into the gap. At this time, teammates who understand the situation step in in time, either single-handedly, or hitting more and less in parts, and there will always be exciting shots.

Unknowingly, there was only a little bit of the third incense left, and the score on the field was seven draws. The Song people used superb tactics and active fighting, and cooperated with the skilled and powerful Liao people to keep the score tight.

Seeing that there was still one last chance, the ball fell to Chen Ke's horse once again.

He swung the club suddenly, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of his swing. Unexpectedly, Chen Ke just made a feint, flicked the ball, and pushed it to another direction. He himself turned his horse and walked away.

When he came out, Liao people immediately blocked him in front.

The player who caught the ball suddenly swung forward without waiting for the Liao people to pounce again. The ball crossed the court and flew towards the goal.

"High!" Everyone looked up at the ball and shouted.

The Liao player also looked up at the ball, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Ke got past him. He rushed to the bottom line, and when the ball arrived, it was more than a foot high. Just as he was about to go out of bounds, he saw Chen Ke flying high on his horse.

He jumped up, raised his stick and fished it gracefully in the air, intercepted the ball, made a slight adjustment, and hit it with his hand. The ball fell straight into the nearby hole with such great force.

The net was stretched straight.

Amid deafening cheers, Chen Ke landed firmly on the horse.

Seeing Chen Ke's victory, the Khitan nobles were even happier than if their own side had won. They cheered and surrounded him back to the camp, and there was another feast. It was not until mid-summer that Chen Ke returned to his camp.

In the tent, the candlelight was warm, and a graceful woman stood in the shadows.

Chen Ke estimated that this should be the woman who was sleeping with him today, otherwise the guard outside the door would not let her in. He smiled at her and said, "Here he comes."

The woman nodded and said nothing.

Chen Kexin said that he was quite reserved this time. After drinking, he felt a little thirsty, so he sat down on the chair and said, "Bring some water to drink."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then looked around to find where the water was.

"Are you new here?" Chen Ke said, "The teacup is on the table and the water is on the stove outside."

"Yes." The woman responded softly, her voice was very pleasant. Then she turned around and went out to pour water. Chen Ke heard a commotion outside and couldn't help but smile helplessly. She is such a clumsy girl and will inevitably suffer in the future.

He opened the book to the place where he left it last night and continued to study Arabic.

After a while, the woman came up with a bowl of tea and brought it to Chen Ke.

Chen Ke couldn't help but smile bitterly again, but since the other party was a rookie, he didn't ask for so much, so he reached out and took it, looked up at the woman, and saw that she was wearing a sky blue floor-length dress, despite the style

It's very ordinary, but because of its tall and slender figure, it gives people the feeling of a water lotus.

It's just that she also wears a "Su Mu Zhe" on her head... This is a veil hat worn by Hu women to prevent wind and sand, making it difficult for people to see their faces.

"What kind of hat are you wearing in the house?" Chen Ke put the tea cup to his mouth, took a sip, and was immediately burned and spat it out: "It's so messy inside, but if you open your forehead..."

Seeing that he was in trouble, the woman quickly took out an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve and asked him to wipe his mouth.

Chen Ke took it, wiped his mouth, tried the handkerchief and said, "Such a good handkerchief?"

"It's very good, but there are also some mistakes." The woman whispered softly, her voice was like the wind blowing spring flowers, soft and charming, refreshing.

"You have everything..." Chen Ke muttered and went to wipe his chin and front again.

"The same goes for you in the Southern Dynasty." The woman paused and said softly.

"Except for the horses." Chen Ke smiled and said, "You are such a funny woman, why don't you show your true face to me?"

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