I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man

The game begins.

The courtesan of the courtesy ministry introduced the people of Beishuo in the field in Qino's ear.

Mu Ling, a famous warrior in the North Shu Dynasty. In recent years, he has gained fame and has come from the Royal clan of Beishuo, although only a distant branch, which is a much anticipated reappearance of the army. The other few, are also small famous masters...

Although only two days have elapsed, the Ministry has conducted a detailed survey of the team in Beishuo. The two countries are enemies, and the information is very complete.

Qin Noh was distracted and listened. His whole spirit was concentrated on the field.

Together, however, the two sides could hardly survive the battle between the two armies.

Warhorse Pentium seemed like a cloud-driving mist, almost turned into a shadow of pure white and dark, flashing through.

Though there are many irregularities in the daily routine of the banned five guards on this side of the team this week, they all know that it is important and do their utmost. Sensitive between actions, with tacit cooperation.

If you look at each other again, Beishuo's team is no worse. You come and go, and you see Chino getting more nervous.

Agile shadows, flying horses, all sorts of unimaginable, high-difficulty moves, Chino even raised an illusion, estimating the legendary Quidditch match, which is the scene in front of him.

Especially the focus of the field chase, is also a golden polo ball.

Polo is more about equestrianism and skill than martial arts and strength. So the polo is specially made, stitched from soft lamb leather, filled with fine white feather cores. Once the force is too large, especially with internal force, there is bound to be a rupture of the ball and the feathers are flying. Once that happens, the battle is lost.

So while all of us are young rookies in the military, when we hit the ball, we were cautious and in control of direction and force.

Between the shadows, the lighter and lighter.

Both teams took a defensive approach, with a predominant offensive approach.

Shadow running, cautious toward the polo, but less polite toward people.

Between several staggers, the tricks continued, but for a moment, the bat of four broke and had to be replaced.

Qin Noh is also half martial arts man, soon to see the fire and medicine between the two teams.

Though it was also expected, Chino couldn't help but worry about watching the thick oak bat break into pieces. You must have broken a bone.

Little things like replacing a bat, no one pauses, are rushing to the side of the field, throwing broken old goods, and naturally colleagues throw in new ones.

The more intense the battle, the more the score remained flat, and the more people on and off the field blushed.

Qin Noh looked frightened and even Van Wensheng, who had always been a god, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

In the middle of the field, Pei Tuo is watching his opponents closely.

The more critical the moment, his burning eyes cooled off.

Mu Lingchang took a breath, his opponent was more difficult than he thought. He watched the first half coming to an end, and he gave a look to his companion beside him.

Companions will like to push the ball in front of them and fall in front of Mu Ling. Mu Ling grabs the club, leans over his body, and pulls it towards one side of the ball. The blow was quite tactful.

The polo swirled in a hurry in the middle of the air, heading straight for Peyto.

This is a dangerous move. If Pei Tuo is hard connected, he will most likely rupture the ball on the spot. If he also punches with a smooth stroke, he will only make the ball spin faster and the next hit more difficult to understand. In the direction of smooth punching, the team of Beishuo has avoided. Obviously, it has already been negotiated and will not be considered the culprit.

Peeto snorted coldly. Is that so hard to live with?

He leaned back while the bat rose and held the golden ball together.

The golden ball's bat is dripping straight, like a golden light, colliding to the right, hard enough to escape the club.

Mu Ling took the opportunity to shoot right in front. The black horse was like a storm, turning a blind eye to it. At the same time, strike out one stick and head straight for the polo ball.

Peito had guarded him a long time ago, and the golden shadow was like a clever flying bird, crossing a circle in the middle of the sky.

Mu Ling's castration was like a thunder, striking Pei Tao directly in the neck.

Peito grinned and sidestepped, lifting the stick to resist.

The thrill sounded, just a wooden stick, but the raw sound of the golden iron crossing.

As soon as the two of them touched each other, their companions hit the polo back and Pei Tuo was about to stop it.

Mu Ling was also extraordinary, stepping on his feet and running on his body. Fished the polo into his arms.

Come and go without disrespect, Peito takes the opportunity to rush forward.

As the opponent's figure approached, Mu Ling's eyes flashed a hint of chill, and the bat deliberately scraped across the bottom of the polo and headed straight for Pei Tao's door.

The two were very close, and the crowd shouted.

However, the bat was thrown away, and a crisp sound was made in the air, breaking into two pieces.

It was the one you just had with Peeto. Although there was no rupture on the spot, there was also a gap, at which time it swung hard and broke directly from the middle.

This was unexpected, and everyone was stunned.

Pei Tuo snorted coldly, trying to change the temptation to stop, cheap the kid.

At the same time, I looked up at my bat and there was a hidden crack.

Han Guangzhang laughed. “Nanxiang Hou is really brave. Why don't you take a break for a moment and start over with a new bat? ”

“That's the only way.” Huo Dong nodded.

“The men and horses on my team are tired and can be replaced together.” Han Guangzhang smiled, turning his head and ordering the servant to deliver the message.

The first half is almost over. What's the rush to change horses at this time? Huo Dong came a little surprised. But a moment later, he saw the horses replaced by the North Soprano team, and suddenly they turned colorful.

“Special Envoy Han, what does this mean? ”

And Chino couldn't help standing up. He frowned looking away at the horse he had been dragged to the field by his attendant.

These horses are extremely big and are obviously one lap bigger than regular horses. The muscles bulge like fine iron and the body glitters with an oily glow.

The war horses used by Beishuo and Zhou teams were already the top fighters in the army. At this time, when they were seen, there was a fear, some trembling, and even worse, a direct retreat.

Is this the Iron Float Battle Horse Pei told himself about earlier?

The horse was said to have been raised secretly in Beishuo since childhood. The feed consumed was a specialty and would be accompanied by a certain amount of blood.

How is it possible for herbivores to eat blood? Digestive system can't stand it! But in today's situation, just because the rumors are true, such a steely body must have high calories of food to sustain it. It is absolutely impossible to rely on grass alone, even if it is not animal meat, most of it is insects or fish meat.

The Iron Slaughter is an invincible team in North Shuo. It has never failed on the battlefield, and it is this powerful war horse that is at war.

You know, the weight capacity of a warhorse is limited, and a soldier riding a full cloth on it weighs several hundred kilograms, then bears his own armor, almost over the load.

There are a few good fighters in the Zhou army who can do it, but such a march is unlikely to last, let alone run long distances. The horses will die alive and tired.

And iron float can do it!

Beishuo is actually less powerful than the week before, but it has been almost even in successive wars, and this team has done a great job. Every critical moment it appears on the battlefield, it often serves to reverse the war. Even Pei Bai had a headache.

The last time I saw him at the Stuff Division, he specifically mentioned it. In fact, he fought with Beishuo for many years during the week, and the army has captured such horses several times. Bringing it back for breeding, or researching its recipes, has never been successful.

The most fortunate thing for the week is that it's not easy to farm these horses, the whole of Beishuo, it's only about 3,000.

Officials from both sides gathered on the observation deck, and Fan Wensheng and others immediately made a stern protest against Han Guangzhao.

For verbal attacks, Han Guangzhang smiled all the time. “The horses are used to riding by our soldiers. Why not? If your country doesn't feel right, can you change horses? ”

There's a plug-in. That's it!

Van Wensheng et al. did not stop Beishuo from switching to a new war horse. After all, it is someone's equipment. It is impossible to give up advantages. Do not use it to find a way to defeat yourself.

It is also because of the stash of this great killer that Han Guangzhao proposed to win the game with a polo.

Huo Dong and others neglected, because Beishuo's envoys would never bring iron to float. Just as it is impossible to carry missiles when visiting foreign ministers in modern society. The heavy weapon of the country cannot be easily exposed. Besides, feeding and driving strategies are still needed along the way. What if someone steals the method?

The North Shuo side quickly replaced the new horse. Iron Slaughter is not rideable for everyone, and only about half of them are eventually replaced.

The war continues to begin. Although Peito's crotches are full of fine horses and have worked with riders for many years, it is clear that they are far from enough in front of the Iron Float Slaughter.

Can such a large body remain so flexible?

Qin Noh's eyes fell on the scene, but his mind kept pouring. Five years! He had set himself a five-year minimum, a period that would allow the Great Week Emperor to accumulate enough financial and material resources to support a war, as well as a number of new weapons that he had conceived that could be developed and put into use.

Yes, Chino doesn't want to continue this kind of saw-through war. His goal is to win or lose the first battle. Even if he can't destroy the North, he must let his energy be badly damaged. After that, he can manipulate his division and heal it with economic and political methods.

But two years is not enough time!

Even if the Ministry of Labor and Industry successfully develops fire and pharmaceutical research, from successful research and development to putting it into use, it will take a while, and worst of all, Beishuo's multi-nomadic tents, although they have built several city pools over the years, but the first thing to face against Beishuo is of course their light-hearted horseback riding.

And guns, guns and other things, the defense against the city wall is the most effective, the effect on the upper cavalry is not enough. Because the cavalry's runway was too scattered to cause much damage after the cannon landed, the killing radius was limited. Improvements and restraints must be made, which will take a while!

What else can you restrain? As Pei mentioned earlier, the fight against this can only be filled in by human life at present. Besides, Beishuo is extremely cautious about the use of iron float slaughter. It is too far from the mountain to enter, and the junction does not go. It is difficult to lure it into an ambush circle. Sometimes North Shuo won't risk letting any battlefield fail.

At the moment of Chino's brainstorming, the situation on the field showed a one-sided state of repression, and although everyone had done their best, it was completely impossible to recover the balance of victory and tilt towards the north side of Shuo.

Being forced to the extreme, Pei Tuo launched a fierce attack without giving in.

Mu Ling was proud of his heart and pressed him directly.

The horse beneath Peito could not escape in the battle for the empty position of the golden ball and was hit hard by the other party's iron float.

Pei Tuo even skewed the horse aside. He still wouldn't give up the rescue situation, poking out of the back of the horse to shoot out the passing polo, while his body lost balance. He pressed his legs and was about to hold the position.

Beishuo's other person rushed up, his crotch and lower horse did not slow down at all. In a shout, he was hitting Peito's horseback.

Finally, Pei Tao saw the opportunity quickly, jumped directly from the horse's back, the bat pushed hard on the ground, rolled over and rolled out.

The stiff bat made a staggering clicking noise, and Peeto avoided the other side's frontal bump in time, still letting him roll over several times before stopping.

His crotch and horse were not so lucky. He was struck by two iron floats. At the end of the day, he flew straight out and fell to the ground, moaning.

Pei Tuo jumped up, with marks of abrasion on his forehead. He could not help but wipe away the blood marks. He looked angrily at Mu Ling and his companions.

Qin Noh sinks his heart straight, and with such a big killer, he can solve the opponent by just ramming it straight. Peeto is the third person on the team to get hurt.

At this point, the whistle at the end of the first half sounded.

As the attendants and escorts poured into the field, the two teams retreated for a brief rest.

Qin Noh brought Huo Dong down the observation deck.

Watching the emperor come, everyone knelt down to salute him. Including several wounded.

“Thank you all for your hard work.” Qin Noh hurriedly stopped, and as he went forward, he held up Pei Tuo, the leader himself.

At the moment of finger contact, both movements were a little stiff, reminiscent of some bad memories. Qin Noh was still more frank, and Pei Tao's face wanted to break free and endure the expression.

Fortunately, Qin Noh immediately let go of his hand. “This time, I am not an unintended person. As long as the monarchs do their best, regardless of the outcome, everything will be successful. ”

He wasn't the one to blame, but the faces didn't look very good, not only because of the hard work in the first half, but also because of the upcoming loss.

The emperor's words of comfort, while slightly reducing the original grief, did not relieve the atmosphere of repression. How can you bow your head and admit defeat when you are all young and bright new generals?

Chino sighs. What good is this morale? Isn't the second half bound to be defeated?

He bit his teeth and finally made up his mind, "The second half is of great importance, I want to lead the team myself. ”