Temujin obviously made sufficient preparations for the expedition with Ye Qing this time, and from the weight of the two people he brought, it can be seen that Temujin attaches great importance to this time fighting with Ye Qing.

In addition to Bolshu and Qiu Chuji, there is another famous Mu Huali. These two men have followed him to fight on the grassland since childhood and then become his right-hand man.

The three war horses were led by Xia soldiers. Facing the huge bonfire, the three good horses did not show too much fear. They just sniffed a little uneasy, raised their heads, and stepped on the ground with four hooves with the urge to retreat.

"Master Ye..." Su Dao looked at Mo Xiaobao behind Ye Qing, but his eyes were looking at Mo Xiaobao behind Ye Qing.

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

As Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali walked slowly towards the war horse, the originally boiling and noisy surroundings instantly became quiet, with only the bonfire in the center, which was crackling and continued to burn.

Ye Qing didn't know what the idea of ​​sending Mu Huali to fight when Temujin smiled and signaled to him, but he knew that Su Dao must have thought about this competition long ago, and wanted to find the face they lost after they killed Xia Ren by Mo Xiaobao when they first entered the city.

Mu Huali and Mo Xiaobao looked at each other, and the sneer on the corners of their mouths was particularly distinctive, while another Xia cavalry had already begun to sort out the saddle.

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

Ye Qing looked at Mo Xiaobao and Zhong Can, who had led the war horses by themselves, and smiled and said, "Of course, it is our Song people, and it is also just right for Lord Su to see if it is my Song people who are afraid of horses, or some people forget their ancestors."

"What do you mean?" Su Dao punched the table hard. Ye Qing's words obviously mocked him, General Xia, who had Han blood.

"What does it mean? It's what you understand. If you don't understand, then think about it carefully." Ye Qing said carelessly.

Temujin had already guessed since Ye Qing entered the city and Mo Xiaobao killed people that the Xia people would not have just forgotten the incident when they entered the city so easily. All the conflicts that happened tonight must have been designed by the Xia people, so he sent Mu Huali.

In addition to Mu Huali's powerful kung fu on the horse's back, he also wanted to see what level Mo Xiaobao or Zhong Can have achieved after studying on the grassland for many years.

So compared to the test of Ye Qing's soldiers, victory or defeat is completely unimportant to Temujin. After all, this was just a matter between Ye Qing and Su Dao, and he was just trying to make a comedy, so he got involved.

Although Qi Shilie's Gods Slave was extremely focused on everything in front of him, even when Su Dao asked him whether he would send someone to participate, Qi Shilie's Gods Slave actually shook his head and chose to give up.

At this time, because the Holy Destiny is there, even if he is thousands of miles away, he dare not violate it at all, and he is unwilling to go against Ye Qing against the Holy Will.

When a sheep was caught in, Hai Dongqing on Ye Qing's shoulder, whose erotic gaze was instantly staring at the sheep. His wings opened and closed without the permission of his master, as if they were always ready to rush towards the sheep.

A piece of meat was sent to his mouth by Ye Qing who was becoming more and more familiar with Ye Qing. The cool breeze on Ye Qing's neck gradually slowed down, and the sharp claws began to become calm, no longer feeling a little anxious like he had just now.

When the sheep was scattered, it seemed that it had known what its destiny was, or perhaps it had known that the three humans riding on the tall horses had no good intentions towards it. So the sheep that had just scattered was like a spring on its hooves. Before Mo Xiaobao and the other two could react, they actually jumped up, and then quickly landed on the ground, and then started to jump around the bonfire.

At this time, the originally extremely wide field was no longer so empty because of the three Dayuan squads. If the three good horses were allowed to sprint, the venue surrounding the central bonfire would seem a little stretched.

In such a space, a sheep can easily turn around and move, just like a sports car, which can turn, slide, and even turn and jump.

On the other hand, Mo Xiaobao and the other two on the horse were as tall as the Dayuan horse, with four slender legs, and Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali were not used to such a tall Dayuan horse at the beginning, and they were like clumsy trucks. Even if they were parked in place and just leaned over to catch the flexible Aries, it seemed particularly difficult.

Moreover, they had to face another Xia people's run and attack, so Mo Xiaobao had to distract himself from controlling the Dayuan horse under his crotch, and also took into account the Xia people's space to squeeze his body, so as to use both the two-minded things. Not to mention catching the sheep, even if he didn't even see the sheep a few times, he was squeezed by Xia people and got closer to the bonfire. The heat waves that seemed to be able to cook people rushed towards him in a stream.

The Dayuan keel was squeezed so hard that it could not continue running forward, so it had to stop and raise its front hooves, trying to throw Mo Xiaobao off the horse's back and then escape alone.

Mu Huali was obviously not the target of Xia Ren's attack, but his target, the Aries, was particularly flexible. Several times of rapid speed change, which almost made him rush into the bonfire with his men and horses. One time, when the war horse under his crotch suddenly stopped and turned sideways, Mu Huali felt the sound of his hair being burned and a foggy smell.

After Mo Xiaobao, who was entangled by the Xia people, finally got away from the bonfire, and the war horse under his crotch began to become quiet, he finally could ride his horse and speed up. The Xia people behind him suddenly stopped, turned their heads, and copied Mo Xiaobao from the other side.

Although there were only three war horses, the sound of the hooves stomping on the open space is now heard in the hearts of everyone like the sound of war drums. Compared with the noisy noise just now, the surroundings seemed extremely quiet at this time. 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. However, the moment he stood up, the Xia people opposite him were already riding a war horse and rushed towards the side where he leaned over. He was about to knock Mo Xiaobao over with his horse's head but had not had time to get up completely.

Almost in the blink of an eye, just as the crowd began to exclaim, Mo Xiaobao, with the powerful waist and abdomen, almost immediately when the horse's head was rubbing his hair by his hair, a fist appeared in front of him as if it appeared out of thin air.

Mo Xiaobao, who was really unable to make extra moves, could only let out a muffled groan, as if he was drunk. When he was about to sit upright on the horse, he fell backwards again, and only then could he avoid the impact of the Xia people.

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

"Why, Lord Ye is scared?" Su Dao said proudly. After all, Mo Xiaobao was still hiding in the scene, Xia Ren was chasing him, and it seemed that there was no chance of backhand.

Even the Tatars were now sitting on a horse that was much higher than his usual war horse, but in fact it was similar to Mo Xiaobao. For a moment, it was difficult to adapt to making various actions on the back of such war horses.

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

Temujin was thinking, watching Mu Huali trying his best to adapt to the tall war horse. Although he lacked the obstruction of the Xia people, it would probably take some effort or take some risks to adapt to the tall war horse and hold the sheep for a while.

The war horse that had not been completely tamed was originally controlled by Mo Xiaobao, and no one listened to anyone. Mo Xiaobao went left, and the war horse under his crotch might still want to retreat, but more often, he hoped to throw Mo Xiaobao off the horse's back, and then run freely and gallop freely.

But fortunately, whether it is Mu Huali, Mo Xiaobao, or especially Mu Huali, they deal with these beasts when they are born, so they have to know much more about the temperament of war horses than Mo Xiaobao.

After Mu Huali was a little short of success and grabbed the sheep, the Xia soldiers obviously could not chase Mo Xiaobao straight and chased him hard. Although teaching Mo Xiaobao a lesson was an order, winning this competition was also more important to them.

When the Xia people began to shift their attention from Mo Xiaobao to the Aries who were exhausted, Mo Xiaobao also gradually discovered the habit of this good horse. It was no longer as tight as it was at the beginning, but instead became looser and looser. The war horse under his crotch seemed to know what he should carry Mo Xiaobao to do, and began to chase the sheep while avoiding the squeeze of his companions.

The bonfire was surrounded by three war horses and one sheep, giving people a feeling of speeding up and dazzling. After all, the three of them would chase and intercept the sheep from time to time, and in the process, they would naturally not forget to attack their competitors.

Mu Huali was kicked in the waist and a punch in Mo Xiaobao's back. The worst was the Xia man. Almost just after chasing around the fire, his two eyes were punched by others. At this moment, everything was blurred. When the sound of horse hooves behind him sounded again, Xia man, who had just turned around, welcomed a huge fist again.

Mo Xiaobao almost let go of the reins in his hand. As the moment Xia Ren, who was closest to the bonfire, turned around, he almost stood up from the horse's back with the horse's bench under his feet, and then a heavy punch flew towards Xia Ren's chin with the impact of the war horse.

"ah……."

Xia Ren finally screamed, and then he flew out of the horse's back and fell straight into the bonfire.

"Be careful..." Su Dao shouted loudly with a blue face, but it was obviously too late. With a thud, the burned wood of the bonfire collapsed instantly.

Xia Ren's mouth made a series of screams again, and he was like a fire man, struggling to stand up, but his feet were covered with burnt wood, and it was difficult for a moment to really leverage the force, so he began to roll around in the bonfire, trying to relieve the burning sensation on his body.

Mo Xiaobao, who succeeded in one blow, just snorted slightly. His right arm was a little numb because of the huge impact force, but even so, he continued to pursue the sheep without slowing down.

The sheep who did not dare to get close to the crowd, when they were about to run, looked at Mu Huali who was turning around, and looked at Mo Xiaobao who was sneering behind him, and bleated, and then suddenly stopped and looked around uneasy.

As the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali also formed a hedge at this time. Both eyes were looking at the Aries standing quietly in front of them, motionless, and then rushed over.

If you want to catch that sheep, you will inevitably bump into the war horse on the opposite side. But if you give up the sheep, but you will never want to see the great opportunity occupied by others, and you will become the failure side instead.

So whether it was Mo Xiaobao or Mu Huali, they were as if they were determined, and rushed straight towards the other side, and saw in the end, who would turn their heads around because of fear of a collision?
Chapter completed!