Ouchi Taming the Cat, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

Chapter 528: Soldiers have no fixed form
Neither Zhao Dinghai nor Qin Zongyong was in a hurry to lobby.

They watched the game silently, looking calm and confident of winning.

But everyone knows that the winner must be decided today.

Since neither party is in a hurry, there is no need for others to be in a hurry.

The five dukes on the stand were all watching the game with smiles on their faces, seemingly immersed in this Cuju exchange match.

The Third Prince and the Eighth Prince both seemed to be well aware that this match would determine their respective destinies, and each played harder than the other.

Even the Eighth Prince, who was usually cheerful, looked extremely serious at this moment.

Even though he is not very strong, he gives his all every time he gets the chance to touch the ball.

Even though he was in a miserable state in the physical confrontation, the Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and got up, refusing to lie on the ground for even a second longer.

After all, the Eighth Prince also has his mother's blood in his body.

Qin Zongyong felt relieved when he saw the Eighth Prince who refused to admit defeat easily.

Otherwise, even if the Eighth Prince wanted to regain his strength, if he was not capable of doing so, Duke Hu would make him accept the reality as soon as possible.

But as the opposing team gradually got into the game, the gap slowly became apparent.

The teams of the eldest prince and the third prince scored first and gained the advantage in the second game.

And judging from the situation of the game, it is unlikely that the Eighth Prince and his team will be able to turn the tables.

Although the Eighth Prince's strength is a bit of a drag, this impact is not that big in the team of twenty-one.

The main problem is that the morale of the Eighth Prince and his men is slowly declining.

The victory in the first game did not give them much advantage.

On the contrary, after conceding the first goal in the second game, the team's morale dropped significantly.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Unless the opponent has overwhelming strength, it is unlikely to keep morale high all the time.

On the contrary, the team that suffered setbacks at the beginning will immediately become more motivated as soon as they see some possibility of a comeback.

The team that was overturned will naturally be under greater pressure.

In this situation, if no one can stand up and boost morale, the outcome of the second game will probably be in doubt.

Zhao Dinghai was very satisfied with the situation on the field. He glanced calmly at Qin Zongyong beside him and found that Qin Zongyong could still pretend to be calm, and he sneered in his heart.

"No matter how hard the Eighth Prince tries, it will be useless. I don't know what this guy is thinking."

Based on Zhao Dinghai's understanding of Qin Zongyong, he would not do anything meaningless.

But no matter what Zhao Dinghai thought, apart from Qin Zongyong's efforts to encourage his grandson to work harder, their Qin family would not get any other benefits from today's Cuju game.

Qin Zongyong is capable of doing such a thing as sacrificing his reputation for his grandson.

But so what?

Qin Zongyong watched the game seriously, but no one except himself knew that he was not only paying attention to the Eighth Prince.

Qin Zongyong still paid much of his attention to Princess Ankang.

"What a strong control!"

Qin Zongyong frowned slightly and observed Princess Ankang's movements carefully.

Princess Ankang is strong when facing a strong opponent and weak when facing a weak opponent on the court.

Although the physical confrontation on the field was fierce, Princess Ankang was able to grasp the right measure very well.

With the brute force that had previously enabled her to knock the Third Prince away, ordinary soldiers would probably have been knocked to the point of vomiting blood, but this did not happen on the field.

On the Cuju field, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, all have these concerns.

Everyone will take the initiative to meet people of equal strength.

But the pace of the game is very fast, and sometimes there is no guarantee that you will face an equal opponent every time, and the players will only become more and more excited and their moves will only become more and more exaggerated.

Occasionally, there would be unequal collisions, and the opponent would immediately make up for it, which was considered a small tacit understanding on the field.

Although it was just a Cuju game, everyone did not use their real strength, but only relied on their physique and skills.

However, due to the different realms, the difference in physique is also quite obvious.

Except for Princess Ankang, everyone else sticks to their positions.

After all, even the strongest young general could not be sure of carrying the ball from one end of the field to the other.

But Princess Ankang is the exception.

As her team fell into a disadvantage, Princess Ankang gradually let go and rushed towards the opponent's goal with the ball, regardless of her position.

It is already very impressive for one person to pass one or two opponents. After all, this is a game of Cuju for twenty-one people, and the players on the field are still very dense.

The pace of the game is very fast and extremely intense. If you don’t manage your energy well, you won’t even be able to run later on and will become a burden to the team.

But Princess Ankang seemed to have endless energy. She just kept charging forward with the ball, with the momentum of killing gods and Buddhas who stood in her way.

"Ankang (Princess), no!"

The Eighth Prince and young generals such as Jiang Ying shouted hurriedly, trying to stop Princess Ankang.

This behavior is very dangerous and may result in injury.

But Princess Ankang ignored everything and just kept rushing forward.

Li Xuan, who was watching the game, smiled slightly when he saw this scene, but he was not worried at all.

"Hey, the little girl is going to get serious."

Princess Ankang's actions were tantamount to a provocation.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Even if she is a royal princess, even if she is a twelve-year-old girl, she cannot be allowed to do so at this time.

Otherwise, if Princess Ankang really broke through, they would never have to play Cuju again.

"I come!"

A female general on the opposite side shouted and tried to stop Princess Ankang.

In the previous warm-up match, she had been responsible for marking Princess Ankang and felt that stopping her would not be a problem.

But when the two of them approached quickly, the female general couldn't help but frown when she saw that Princess Ankang showed no signs of slowing down and only slightly lowered her shoulders to protect the ball.

This kind of confrontation was the most fierce. The female general wanted to make Princess Ankang suffer less, but she had no choice but to hold back in this situation.

The previous warm-up match gave her some understanding of Princess Ankang's physical fitness, so she rushed forward with all her strength without hesitation.

In her opinion, Princess Ankang would at most suffer a little and would not be in much danger.

boom!
The distance between the two sides was instantly shortened, and the collision of the two figures made a loud noise, which temporarily drowned out the cheers from the sidelines.

The female general looked in disbelief at Princess Ankang who continued to sprint below her, unable to accept the fact that she was knocked away.

But her body still flew to the sidelines like a rag doll, tumbling all the way into the crowd.

The soldiers sitting around the sidelines stopped the female general and helped her steady her body.

"Deputy General Zhao, are you still okay?"

The soldiers on the sidelines asked in unison.

This is the rule of Cuju in the army. If someone is knocked out of the field, the soldiers watching the game will ask a question.

If they gave in and pretended to be dead or refused to answer, the soldiers would send them off the field for treatment and rest.

Cuju in the army is an extremely barbaric sport. Didn’t you see that there wasn’t even a referee in this game?

If you can't hold on any longer, you can just give in at any time and be laughed at by the spectating soldiers. It's a common thing in the army.

Unless someone is going to die or something serious happens, no one will come forward to stop it.

Otherwise, it is not uncommon for people to throw the ball aside while playing Cuju and then swing their arms to wrestle.

"I still don't believe it!" The female general called Deputy General Zhao shook her head, climbed up with an unconvinced look on her face, returned to the field, and went straight to Princess Ankang.

Seeing Deputy General Zhao rejoin the battle, the surrounding soldiers immediately cheered.

"Oh my god, Hongmei was knocked away."

"This Princess Ankang is born with supernatural powers!"

Duke Hou Zhongguo of Chen could not help but exclaim in amazement.

Hou Zhongguo was also one of the dukes who often stayed in the capital. He was an ordinary-looking uncle, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin.

Apart from the gorgeous armor, there is really nothing special about it.

Compared with the other four dukes who each have their own characteristics, Hou Zhongguo appears to be the most ordinary.

The Hou family is just like the mediocre appearance of the family head. Their strength has always been mediocre and their presence is average.

Hou Zhongguo's exclamation also attracted the approval of others, except Zhao Dinghai, who looked unhappy.

Zhao Hongmei on the field is a leader of the younger generation of their Zhao family. She now has the strength of the peak of the sixth rank. After this experience on the front line, there is a great probability that she will break through to the fifth rank.

But Zhao Hongmei, who possessed such strength, was knocked away by Princess Ankang, which made Zhao Dinghai feel a little embarrassed.

These dukes all had sharp eyesight and could naturally see that Zhao Hongmei did not hold back just now, which further confirmed how objective Hou Zhongguo's evaluation of "divine power" was.

Zhao Dinghai twirled his beard, calmed himself down, and continued:

"I heard that Princess Ankang was weak and sickly in her early years, and was even at risk of dying."

"Now it seems that it's all nonsense!"

"Who is so reckless as to make up rumors about the royal princess?"

At this time, Duke Wu Guo Xiaolai, who was standing by, said, "Well, what is this?"

"Our Mr. Su has to 'die' two or three times every year."

"The rumors about Princess Ankang are just a small matter."

Duke Jiang Su Ding'an is very old, and rumors of his imminent death circulate in the capital several times every year. There are even reports that the Su family has already completed his funeral.

Even Su Dingan himself didn't care much about this matter. Even when Guo Xiaolai said so, he just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

Everyone knew Su Dingan's open-mindedness, so they smiled along.

Zhao Dinghai's words just now showed that he did not trust His Majesty, which is why he was interrupted by Guo Xiaolai.

Not all of the nobles were optimistic about Emperor Yongyuan.

Zhao Dinghai showed signs of leaning towards others, which made other nobles somewhat uneasy.

At least now is not the time to discuss this matter. These nobles will definitely do their utmost to maintain the stability of the Daxing Dynasty and will not become the fuse for the division of the dynasty.

However, this consensus gradually began to fade among the nobles.

The election of a royal spokesperson is also intended to weaken these destabilizing influences.

Zhao Dinghai just smiled and didn't say anything more.

But at this time, Qin Zongyong turned the topic back to Princess Ankang.

"As far as I know, it is true that Princess Ankang has been weak and sickly since childhood. It is only after receiving special treatment from Doctor Xue this year that she has gotten better."

Qin Zongyong's words caused the stage to suddenly fall silent.

"Humph, why is it better to do it now than earlier or later?"

"I heard that Imperial Doctor Xue found a new treatment method. I will ask His Majesty for permission before trying it on Princess Ankang."

"Not only was the stubborn illness of so many years cured in one year, but she is still so strong and healthy. This Princess Ankang is really gifted. I wonder how she compares to Her Highness Zhen Zhao?"

"Duke Tan is really joking!"

Zhao Dinghai and Qin Zongyong argued with each other and neither of them was willing to give in.

But this topic made the other dukes frown.

Originally, they came here today to listen to the two men talking about their grandson, but the Third Prince and the Eighth Prince didn't mention him much, but mentioned other people instead.

After the Double Ninth Festival banquet, many people speculated that Princess Ankang was a hidden chess piece arranged by Emperor Yongyuan, and now the situation has become so tense that she has to be used.

Right now, Zhao Dinghai and Qin Zongyong are arguing about Princess Ankang and Princess Yanzhao. Aren’t they standing on the side of Emperor Yongyuan and the Wu family?

Seeing that today's Cuju game was getting off topic, Su Dingan took advantage of his seniority and said:
"Oh, just concentrate on watching the game instead of talking about irrelevant things."

"Mr. Su is right!"

The other two dukes quickly responded, sat up straight, and watched the game attentively.

This is all Zhao Dinghai and Qin Zongyong can do.

However, Zhao Dinghai was even more unable to figure out Qin Zongyong's intentions, which made him increasingly uneasy.

"What does he mean?"

But before Zhao Dinghai could continue thinking, thunderous cheers broke out in the arena.

"Ankang, Ankang, Ankang..."

When several dukes looked over, they saw Princess Ankang being held high up, accepting everyone's cheers. Her little face was as excited as a freshly picked red apple, and there was a little dust on it, which made her youthful vitality even more apparent.

Princess Ankang completed the feat of breaking through the entire field alone and successfully scored to equalize the score.

The eldest prince, the third prince and others were all in disbelief.

Jiang Ying and several female generals held up Princess Ankang's two little feet and lifted her up high for everyone to admire.

Princess Ankang had long been carried away by the atmosphere on the court. She raised her fists excitedly and roared like Li Xuan, making a cute "Awooo" sound.

Li Xuan was amused by Princess Ankang and immediately used the techniques of dragon and tiger roaring and ghosts howling to boost Princess Ankang's morale.

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

Li Xuan's voice gradually drowned out the cheers of the crowd, and also made everyone feel a surge of blood.

The wailing of ghosts and gods has the ability to stir up emotions. With Li Xuan's current mood, adding this simple emotion is easy. The main difficulty lies in influencing so many people at the scene.

But after Li Xuan shouted a few times, people on the field gradually echoed him.

Princess Ankang's battle cry originally sounded cute and funny to everyone, and had nothing to do with momentum at all.

But suddenly, Princess Ankang's battle cry was like a tiger coming down the mountain, which made people feel full of fighting spirit and immediately ignited the emotions of the soldiers.

Emotions spread as fast as thunder.

Soon, the only sound on the field was the uniform "Awooo" war cry, which resounded throughout the advance army's camp.

It’s just that the warriors’ war cries are shorter, and their steady rhythm is as exciting as war drums.

Li Xuan looked at Princess Ankang who was surrounded by soldiers and grinned happily in Yu'er's arms.

The five dukes on the podium all stared at Li Xuan, unable to hide their shock.

Duke Hu Qin Zongyong clenched his fists silently, took a deep breath and asked everyone:
"I wonder what you think of this Princess Ankang?"

The other four dukes turned to look at Qin Zongyong blankly, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Qin Zongyong's words were shocking, but he didn't stop there. He pointed at Princess Ankang and Li Xuan and said:
"Your Highness, the princess has such an auspicious beast following her. She really has some of the elegance of the legendary twin saints who were helped by the red dragon!"

"Qin Zongyong, are you crazy!?"

Zhao Dinghai smashed the chair he was sitting on and suddenly stood up shouting in anger.

However, Zhao Dinghai's movements were drowned out by the thunderous roars of war, and not many people noticed it except the people on the stage.

"Hey, why are the dukes quarreling?"

Li Xuan, who was smiling happily, noticed the movement on the stage and looked over curiously.

(End of this chapter)