Temujin was obviously fully prepared to be able to go west with Ye Qing this time, and from the weight of the two people he brought, it could be seen that Temujin attached great importance to fighting side by side with Ye Qing this time.

In addition to Borshu and Qiu Chuji, there is another famous Mu Huali, and these two people can be said to have followed him to fight on the grassland since they were children, and then became his right-hand man.

The three horses were led by the Xia soldiers, and in the face of the huge campfire, the three good horses did not show too much timidity, but only snorted a little uneasily, and had the urge to retreat with their heads tilted and their hooves on the ground.

"Lord Ye......." Su Dao looked at Mo Xiaobao behind Ye Qing although he was talking to Ye Qing.

After Mo Xiaobao looked at Ye Qing and nodded slightly, he walked out with Mu Huali next to Temujin, and at this time, one of the three war horses had already been handed over to the Xia people who had come out to compete with them at some point.

As Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali slowly walked towards the war horse, the surrounding area, which was still boiling and noisy, instantly quieted down, only the bonfire in the center continued to burn in the crackle at this time.

Ye Qing didn't know what Temujin, who was smiling at him, had the idea of sending Mu Huali to fight, but he knew that Su Dao must have thought about this competition a long time ago, and he wanted to recover the face they had lost after being killed by Mo Xiaobao when they first entered the city.

Mu Huali and Mo Xiaobao glanced at each other, the sneer on the corner of their mouths was particularly distinct from hostility, and the other Xia cavalry had already begun to tidy up the saddle at this moment.

"Who do you bet on?" Su Dao asked.

Ye Qing looked at Mo Xiaobao and Zhong Silkworm, who had each led the war horse, and smiled: "Naturally, we are Song people, and it is just right for Lord Su to see, it is my Song Dynasty who is afraid of horses, or some people have forgotten their ancestors." ”

"What do you mean?" Su Dao slammed his fist on the desk, and Ye Qing's words were obviously sarcastic about him, a general of Xia Guo with Han blood.

"What do you mean? It's the meaning you understand, if you don't understand it, then think about it. Ye Qing said casually.

Temujin had already guessed from the time Ye Qing entered the city and Mo Xiaobao killed people that the Xia people would definitely not forget the incident when they entered the city so easily, and all the conflicts that occurred tonight must have been designed by the Xia people, so he sent Mu Huali.

In addition to Mu Huali's strong kung fu on horseback, he also wanted to see how Mo Xiaobao or Zhong Silkworm, after years of study on the grassland, had reached the level of fighting on horseback.

Therefore, compared to the test of the soldiers under Ye Qing's command, the victory or defeat was not important to Temujin at all, after all, this was originally just a matter between Ye Qing and Su Dao, and he just wanted to be lively, so he joined in.

Although the begging stone lie gods and slaves were extremely focused on everything in front of them, even when Su Dao asked him if he wanted to send someone to participate, the begging stone lie gods and slaves actually shook their heads and chose to give up.

At this time, because of the holy order, even if he was thousands of miles away, he did not dare to disobey it in the slightest, and he was unwilling to go against Ye Qing against the holy will.

When a sheep was caught, Hai Dongqing on Ye Qing's shoulder, with an emotionless gaze, instantly stared at the sheep, and a pair of wings were closed one by one without the permission of the owner, as if he was ready to rush towards the sheep at any time.

A piece of meat was brought to Ye Qing's mouth, who was becoming more and more familiar, and the cool breeze on the back of Ye Qing's neck gradually eased, and the pair of sharp claws began to become more and more settled, no longer showing a little anxiety as just now.

When the sheep was scattered, it seemed that he had already known what his fate was, or perhaps he had already known that the three humans on the back of a tall horse had no good intentions towards it, so the sheep that had just been scattered was like a spring on its hooves, and without waiting for Mo Xiaobao and the three of them to react, they jumped up, and then quickly landed, and then began to jump and run around the bonfire.

At this time, the originally extremely wide field, because of the three big horses, is no longer so empty, if you let the three good horses gallop again, then the field around the central bonfire is a little stretched.

In such a space, a sheep is particularly comfortable in flashing and moving, just like a sports car, which can be extremely flexible to turn, slide, and even turn and jump.

On the other hand, the three Mo Xiaobao on horseback, because of the tall body and slender four legs of the Dawan good horse, plus Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali, they were not suitable for this kind of tall Dawan horse at the beginning, just like a clumsy big truck, even if they stopped in place, just leaning over to catch the nimble white sheep, it was extremely difficult.

What's more, they also have to face the squeeze and attack of another Xia people, so Mo Xiaobao has been distracted for a while, and he has to take into account the space where Xia people squeeze him, so that under the dual purpose, let alone catch the sheep, he didn't even see the sheep a few times, but he was squeezed by the Xia people closer and closer to the bonfire, and the heat wave that seemed to be able to roast people was rushing towards him one by one.

Dawan Liangju was squeezed and couldn't continue to run forward, so he had to stop, his front hooves raised, trying to throw Mo Xiaobao off the horse's back and escape alone.

Mu Huali was obviously not the target of the Xia people's attack, but his target, the white sheep, was extremely flexible, and several sharp changes of speed almost made him rush into the bonfire with men and horses, and even once, when the war horse under the crotch suddenly stopped sideways, Mu Huali felt the sound of his hair being burned, and a mushy and unpleasant smell.

And Mo Xiaobao, who was entangled by the Xia people here, finally got away from the bonfire, and when the war horse under his crotch began to become quieter, he could finally ride the horse and gallop, and the Xia people behind him suddenly stopped, turned the horse's head, and copied Mo Xiaobao from the other side.

Although there were only three war horses, the sound of hooves stepping on the open space was like the sound of war drums in everyone's hearts, compared to the noisy noise just now, the surroundings at this time were extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes were attracted by a sheep and three war horses in the field.

Mo Xiaobao leaned over and couldn't reach the sheep at all, but at the moment when he got up, the Xia people on the opposite side had already ridden their war horses and rushed towards the side of his leaning over, threatening to knock over Mo Xiaobao, who had not yet had time to get up completely before he could fully get up.

Almost in the blink of an eye, just as the crowd had already begun to exclaim, Mo Xiaobao used the powerful strength of his waist and abdomen, and almost as the horse's head brushed his hair, a fist appeared in front of him as if out of thin air.

Mo Xiaobao, who really couldn't make superfluous movements, could only snort, as if he was drunk, and just when he was about to sit up straight on horseback, he fell backwards again, which was able to avoid the impact of the Xia people.

And at the moment when Mo Xiaobao was almost in danger, Ye Qing, who happened to be able to see all this in his eyes, instantly frowned and looked at Su Dao with a smug smile on his face.

"What, Lord Ye is scared?" Su Dao said proudly, after all, on the scene, Mo Xiaobao was still hiding, Xia was chasing, and it seemed that there was no chance of backhanding.

Even the Tatar man is now sitting on a horse that is much higher than his usual war horse, in fact, it is similar to Mo Xiaobao, and for a while, it is difficult to adapt to making various movements on the back of this kind of war horse.

"Mo Xiaobao never blinks when he kills, and I hope you don't blink from now on, otherwise, you don't even know how your people lose." Ye Qing said coldly.

Temujin was thoughtful, watching Mu Huali try his best to adapt to the tall war horse, although there was less obstruction from the Xia people, but for a while, if he wanted to adapt to this tall war horse and hold the sheep, I am afraid it would still take a lot of effort, or take a little risk.

The war horse that was not completely tamed in the first place, under the control of Mo Xiaobao, belonged to no one who listened to anyone, Mo Xiaobao to the left, the war horse under the crotch may still want to retreat, but more often, it is more hoped to throw Mo Xiaobao off the horse, and then run and gallop freely.

But fortunately, whether it is Mu Huali or Mo Xiaobao, especially Mu Huali, after all, he has been dealing with these beasts since birth, so he has to know a lot more about the temperament of war horses than Mo Xiaobao.

On several occasions when Mu Huali was close to catching the sheep, the Xia soldiers obviously couldn't chase Mo Xiaobao and fight hard, although it was an order to teach Mo Xiaobao a lesson, but winning this competition was also more important to their Xia people.

When the Xia people began to shift their attention from Mo Xiaobao to the white sheep who was beginning to be a little exhausted, Mo Xiaobao also began to gradually find out the habits of this good horse, no longer like at the beginning, the reins in his hand were pulled very tightly, but more and more loose, and the war horse under the crotch seemed to know what to do with Mo Xiaobao, and began to chase the sheep while avoiding the squeeze of his companions.

Three horses and a sheep around the bonfire, giving people a galloping and dazzling feeling, after focusing on the sheep that is about to run out at the same time, the three of them will chase and intercept the sheep from time to time, and in the process, naturally will not forget to attack their competitors.

Mu Huali was kicked at the waist and eyes, Mo Xiaobao's back was secretly punched, and the worst thing was that Xia Ren, almost after chasing around the fire just now, his two eyes were punched separately, and everything was blurry at the moment, and when the sound of horses' hooves behind him sounded again, Xia Ren, who had just turned around, ushered in a huge fist again.

Mo Xiaobao almost let go of the reins in his hand, and the moment he looked back at the Xia people who were closest to the bonfire, he almost stood up from the horse's back with the stool under his feet, and then flew towards the Xia people's chin with the impact of the war horse.

"Ah......h

The Xia people finally let out a miserable scream, and then the whole person flew out of the horse and fell straight into the campfire.

"Be careful......." Su Daotie shouted loudly with a blushing face, but it was obviously too late, and with a pop, the burnt wood of the bonfire collapsed instantly.

Xia Ren's mouth let out a series of screams again, and the whole person was like a fire man, struggling to stand up, but his feet were full of burnt wood, and it was difficult to really borrow strength for a while, so he began to roll around in the bonfire, trying to alleviate the burning pain on his body.

And Mo Xiaobao, who succeeded in one blow, just snorted coldly, and his right arm was also slightly numb at this time because of the huge impact, but even so, he continued to pursue the sheep without slowing down.

The sheep who didn't dare to approach the crowd, when they were about to run, looked at Mu Huali who was turning the corner in front of them, and then looked at Mo Xiaobao who was sneering behind him, and actually bleated, and then suddenly stopped and looked around uneasily.

As the saying goes, when the brave meets on a narrow road, Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali also formed a hedging situation at this time, both pairs of eyes looked at the white sheep who stood still in front of him, motionless, and then rushed over.

If you want to catch that sheep, you will inevitably collide with the opposite war horse, but if you give up that sheep, but you never want to see the great opportunity being occupied by others, you will become the losing party.

So whether it was Mo Xiaobao or Mu Huali, they all seemed to be iron-hearted at the moment, and they rode their horses straight towards each other, and they saw that in the end, who would turn the horse's head for fear of colliding.