"Ten thousand taels of gold? It seems that Zheng Peng is very confident in his polo team. Li Longji said with some surprise.

For others, 10,000 taels is a wealth that they can't think of in their lifetime, but in Li Longji's eyes, it's just an insignificant number.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. The whole world is Li Longji's, and he really doesn't look at it with 10,000 taels.

Colliers nodded and said, "I don't know if it's self-confidence or self-deception." ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"The strength of the Tiger Camp Polo Team has been in the lower reaches, and recently two main players have been folded, and the old slave has seen the list of participants he handed in and has no new signings, for fear that he will be named and excited."

After a pause, Gao Lishi explained to himself: "It is estimated that the winery makes too much money, and there is nowhere to spend it, and he does have the capital to toss." ”

The sales of liquor are getting better and better, not only selling well all over the Tang Dynasty, but also those merchants from outside Tibet have also included this kind of liquor in the purchase list, and some tributary vassals also hope to put liquor into the ranks of rewards.

Li Longji suddenly said: "Lux, since you are not optimistic about Zheng Peng, why don't I make a bet with you, and I will bet on Zheng Peng to win, how about it?" ”

"I don't know what everyone wants to bet on, if the jackpot is too high, the old slave can't take it." Colliers said with a smile.

Colliers' task is to serve Li Longji well, and in the eyes of Colliers, Li Longji's happiness is more important than anything else.

"If you can't take out 10,000 taels of gold, just bet 10,000 Wen, how about it?"

"It's still everyone's understanding, and the old slave obeys the order."

As soon as the master and servant reached an agreement, they only heard a gong of "dang", and then someone announced loudly: "Li Xiancheng of the Fierce Wolves scored a goal and took the lead first." ”

It was Lee Hsien Cheng who scored the goal, and he used his strong physique to break through from the three-horse bag, quickly bring it to the back of the goal, and score it with one shot.

There was a cheer at the scene, and Li Xiancheng stepped on the horse with both feet, and the whole person stood on the horse, receiving the cheers of the scene in high spirits.

"Awesome" Lu Jin, who was sitting next to Zheng Peng, couldn't help but admire: "The riding skills, ball skills, physique, and consciousness are all first-class, this Li Xiancheng is a little arrogant, and he is not likable, but he still has the strength." ”

"Yes, running wildly for more than ten zhang, that cane is so fast and accurate that it catches people off guard, and Han Lin of the Flying Tiger Camp doesn't know that the polo was stolen."

"The riding skills are too fine, Han Lin thought that the distance was big enough, and Li Qian's cavalry couldn't reach it, but he didn't expect Li Qian's cavalry to hook the horse's back with his feet and lean out to grab the ball, and he added half a zhang more distance."

"It is estimated that the Wolf Battalion will take the first place this year."

"With Li Qianqi's envoy, it is possible to win the championship every year."

Everyone praised Li Xiancheng's high ball skills, and the soldiers of the Fierce Wolf Battalion cheering on the scene cheered wave after wave, and the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion were not to be outdone to cheer for the camp's polo team.

The scene was full of noise, and those who made bets also shouted and shouted loudly, and more than 20 people on the field fought fiercely, and shouted loudly off the field, as if the entire polo field was exuding men's unique hormones.

The annual Yulin Army polo game can be said to belong to the carnival of the entire Yulin Army, and everyone on the scene is enjoying it, that is, Li Longji, Yao Chong and others, who will shout loudly, stand up and wave their fists when they see the highlights.

This is a festival that belongs to the Yulin Army, and it is also a carnival for men.

However, there was only one person who was a little bored, Zheng Peng.

It's very simple, Zheng Peng summed up polo as a sport where strength and elegance coexist, but the game on the field turned polo into rugby on a horse.

It's a bit like the game of the national football team in later generations, although there are eleven people, although they have all undergone strict training, they can play as awkward as they want.

Zheng Peng saw a few times, obviously there was a vacancy, but Li Xiancheng, as the core, just didn't pass, busy breaking through and asking his teammates to cover him, more than a dozen people rode high-headed horses, and scrambled around a polo in the midfield.

However, the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, just not to score.

Polo is very confrontational, especially while riding a horse while hitting the ball, it is easy to lose balance, because the horse is fast, the scene is chaotic, from time to time people and horses are injured and get off the field, when changing people and horses, the game will not stop, the game is very smooth.

Fluency does not mean ornamental, Zheng Peng found that in the game, someone deliberately drove the horse to hit others, and would use a stick to pull the opponent's team's horse leg when people were not paying attention, the purpose of this is to form a situation of more and less when the opponent is forced to replace people.

As a result, the scene is even more chaotic.

Zheng Peng wanted to yawn, what kind of polo is this, in Zheng Peng's eyes, it was a group of "giant babies" playing around.

"Thousand Horsemen, didn't you rest last night, okay? It doesn't matter, right? Wu Hao saw Zheng Peng's excited appearance and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay" Zheng Peng patted Wu Hao on the shoulder and said, "What do you think of this game?" ”

Wu Hao hesitated for a moment and whispered: "If you return to the Qiancai cavalry, the wolf battalion is performing well, and there are good players like Li Qiancai, I believe it will be no problem to take it." ”

"It's all five to one, there's a little more time left, do you still need to say it?" Zheng Peng asked angrily: "I'm asking you, what do you think of this game?" ”

"It's okay to say it if it's wrong." Zheng Peng was afraid that Wu Hao would have scruples, so he immediately gave him a reassurance.

"The players on the field worked very hard and the game was good, but it didn't seem to make sense."

If it was before, Wu Hao would definitely not say such a thing, in the Yulin Army, the Wolf Camp Polo Team almost represents the highest level of Polo in the Yulin Army, but after Zheng Peng's adjustment, especially in terms of tactical adjustment, Wu Hao has made great progress in reading the game.

"Not bad," Zheng encouraged him, "go on." ”

Wu Hao whispered: "Both teams have a lot of opportunities, but both teams prefer individual offenses, wasting these opportunities in vain, and the deployment is not very clever, and the physical strength is a bit wasted." ”

"If you go against the Fierce Wolf Camp, Wu Hao, what do you think are the chances of winning?" Zheng Peng asked with interest.

Wu Hao paused for a moment, groaned for a while, and said: "Before watching the game, I thought it was good to have one or two percent, but now it seems that there can be four or six open." ”

"Four-six? Twenty-eight to four-six open, it is considered a doubling of confidence, no matter what, there will be a chance. Zheng Peng said with a smile.

Strength depends on training, confidence depends on training, the Tiger Camp Polo Team has always been weak, repeatedly defeated, it is not surprising that the players lack confidence, even Zheng Peng has been carefully trained for a month, and it is difficult to quickly let the players fill up their confidence, and they can only build this self-confidence through continuous competition and continuous victory.

The first game of the Tiger Battalion was against the Fire Wolf Battalion, and the strength of the Fire Wolf Camp was not as good as the Wolf Battalion, which happened to be the whetstone for the Tiger Camp Polo Team.

Wu Hao just wanted to say something, but he only heard the three gongs of "Dangdangdang", and soon someone shouted loudly: "The game is over, the first score is seven to three, the Wolves, win!" ”

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