Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 207 Surrounded
Because they were too focused on the game on the field, Satomi Crown and the others did not hear the conversation between Oguruma and Aotake Reminiscence.

And at a distance...

"Mr. Yasui, is Xiaobei's position... okay?"

While asking urgently, Kitajima Saburo stared at the competition team nervously, holding onto Yasui Makoto beside him with one hand.

As if he was attending an important occasion, the old man was dressed in a solemn kimono, his gray hair was meticulously groomed and carefully waxed.

But the hair on his forehead was a little messy, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his temples, which made his originally solemn and formal temperament look a little embarrassed.

The hand holding An Jingzhen was covered with wrinkles, and several blue veins were clearly visible on the back of his hand, which made the look of embarrassment and panic even more apparent.

Unlike previous matches, he did not watch the game at the front. This time, Yasui Zhen, like Oguruma and the others, was in the VIP area at the back of the stands.

The telescope that he never leaves when watching the game is still held in front of his eyes, and the game situation is clearly visible in the lens.

A few hundred meters opposite the stands, the gate was being towed away by a car.

The runway where the gate was originally located extends to the right, and the slope gradually becomes visibly larger.

At the back was a horse girl wearing a dark blue winning suit and short chestnut hair.

Her face was tense, her cheeks puffed up, and she stared ahead with a look of confusion and unwillingness, chasing forward with all her might.

Ahead was a huge team, with 17 horse girls galloping forward, forming a cone shape.

The back end of the cone is gradually shrinking, and the front end is gradually becoming sharper.

It was just the beginning. At the front where the cone was the sharpest, the two horse racing girls had already started fighting, and every second of their rush to the top of the slope was accompanied by an interlacing of their bodies.

After them, first came Uma Musume Red Solomon in a bright red final suit, and then came Ribbon Victory in a red and white final suit.

Compared to the horse girl who started the race late, although they did not look confused or unwilling, their faces were tense and their eyes were staring nervously at the opponents in front of them.

After that, a figure in pitch black with a hint of golden glitter appeared, it was the Northern Black Horse.

While observing the situation of Northern Xuanju and analyzing it quickly in his mind, An Jingzhen felt a pain in his arm and had to look away from the telescope.

Mr. Kitajima...you are so strong.

When he met Kitajima Saburo's anxious gaze, he realized that the old man was very strong, and his arm that was grabbed was actually a little painful.

But then, he stared at the lens of the telescope again and spoke very quickly and with a hint of comfort.

"No problem, in this situation, it must be a deceptive pace!"

As he spoke, not only did his speech speed become faster, but his voice also became a little higher, as if he was afraid that Kitajima Saburo couldn't hear or understand.

He did arrange some "cheating pace" related training for Northern Black Horse, especially after the Dream Cup.

This tactic is also called "speed change tactics" and "rhythm deception".

The key is to mislead the opponent about the true rhythm of the game, causing them to make mistakes in allocating their physical strength and thus lose competitiveness in the sprint stage.

By repeatedly accelerating and decelerating, they disrupt the opponent's rhythmic stability, suddenly changing speed at non-critical stages, and forcing the opponent behind them to slow down or change their route by slowing down...

These are all related tactical extensions.

In terms of usage scenarios, the longer the race, the higher the requirements for physical strength distribution, that is, the longer the race distance, the more significant the effect of this tactic.

Qingyun Tiankong used this tactic in the Chrysanthemum Festival. It was also because of the success of this predecessor that many horse girls followed suit in the subsequent Chrysanthemum Festival.

The two leading horse girls, Coronation Stone and Fighting Will, are most likely following suit.

In previous training, he had already analyzed with Beibu Xuanju that this tactic was very risky in actual combat application.

They are all G1-level horse girls with similar experience and strength, so they are not so easy to deceive.

Both acceleration and deceleration consume physical energy, which makes the entire tactic actually a double-edged sword. If you can deceive the opponent, it's fine, but if you can't, it's a waste of physical energy.

More importantly, given Northern Xuanju's abilities, even if this tactic were used and even if it succeeded, it would be a huge loss. To set the pace, they had to outperform all their opponents in the early stages.

It's not impossible for Northern Black Horse to do it. Her extraordinary strength and endurance are enough to burst out at an astonishing speed in a very short period of time.

But this amazing speed comes at the cost of incredible physical strength.

The preview of the St. Reed Memorial Race was already clear, and the middle distance of 2200 meters could still withstand such a cost and win.

But if the distance is a few hundred meters longer, even 100 meters, Ribbon Triumph might be able to catch up, or give other opponents a chance.

The current Chrysanthemum Appreciation Race is a full 800 meters longer than the St. Reiter Memorial Race. If you really run in the same way as the last race, you will definitely lose speed in the final straight line.

In that case, it would be better to suppress that outburst and use the running method that you are better at to stabilize the situation.

All these analyses flashed through An Jingzhen's mind, and he only had time to give Kitajima Saburo a few words of comfort at a very fast speed.

"Xiao Bei has practiced how to deal with this situation. I've given her instructions, and she knows what to do. Please rest assured, Teacher Bei Dao!"

"Okay, okay, no problem..."

He nodded repeatedly, but the worry on Kitajima Saburo's face did not subside at all.

Although he is old, his eyes are not cloudy like those of ordinary old people. On the contrary, they are very clear and bright.

He didn't use a telescope, but he could still see the situation on the right bend of the track.

Eighteen figures and streams of light generally formed a vortex at the bend.

The fighting will and the coronation stone's flying victory suit and ponytail seemed to be biting each other in the air.

Green and yellow grass clippings and dark brown soil flew up behind them, twisting into a barrier.

Behind the barrier is the Red Solomon and the Ribbon Triumph.

Suddenly, lowering the center of gravity, the red Solomon squeezed forward as it cut inwards into the curve.

In just a moment, Ribbon Triumph was closely following behind and also rushing forward.

At the same time, a black figure suddenly rushed forward from the outside of the team that was winding along the curve.

Kitajima Saburo's eyes lit up unconsciously.

However, the next second, he suddenly threw himself against the guardrail of the stands, and the hem of his kimono made a rustling sound against the base of the railing.

The black figure rushing forward was not the Northern Black Horse.

But it was another horse girl whose main color of the decisive suit was also black.

As if tearing the air outside the northern Xuanju, the equally dark horse girl rushed forward with ferocious momentum.

Just as the triumphant ribbon advanced along the path of Red Solomon, a massive force pressed forward from behind the dark Uma Musume.

Kitajima Saburo widened his eyes, and his hands gripped the railing tightly, making a sound like his nails scraping against the metal.

The top two horse girls.

The previous time, there were also two horse racing girls.

Next came the pitch-black Uma Musume who had just charged forward.

Then there is the huge competition team.

In the old man's eyes, the horse girls formed a subtle arc in the team that was speeding through the right bend of the track.

This subtle arc, together with the guardrail on the inside of the runway, forms a subtle enclosure.

In the very center of the encirclement, like a crow feather caught in a storm, seemingly being swallowed by some invisible giant mouth, was a figure that was extremely familiar to him.

(End of this chapter)