After crossing, I made the country in chaos

Chapter 325
They all told "don't cause trouble" back and forth, which instead attracted Chu Xun's attention.But after all, they came to play, and they just wanted to keep a low profile, so they didn't care too much.

On the other hand, Feng Daming was always vigilant, looking left and right, looking for anyone who was not quite right, and then researched to see if there was a back door.

Their horses have to be stored outside, and there is also a charge for storing horses. Hua Yao feels that this is similar to a parking lot.However, regardless of refueling the car in the parking lot, it will feed the horses here and brush the horses.

The money to enter the door is not cheap, two taels per person is almost half a year's food expenses for a poor family.So it's really not something ordinary people can play here.

After paying the money and entering the gate, there was another second gate, with a row of guards standing on the left and right, also in blue clothes, but all of them were wearing red belts, but not as wide as the leader outside.

It seems that this belt is divided into grades, the wider the belt, the higher the grade.

"My lord, please untie your sword." The leading man in blue sounded polite, but it may be because he was tall and strong with confidence, and his voice was very loud, which was similar to the voice of ordinary people shouting.

Chu Xun didn't carry a weapon, so he might have hidden it somewhere so as not to show it.These people did not search, so Chu Xun and Hua Yao went in directly.

Feng Daming didn't say much with the two guards, and handed over the sword on his body next.After all, they didn't come to fight. Besides, they didn't have swords, and they might not win. A wooden stick is just as deadly.

After a lot of tossing, I finally entered the interior of the Mazhuang, only to find that the excitement was beyond imagination.

There is a large fence in the distance, and there are horses running inside, probably for horse racing.Nearby, there are small fences on the left and right, where cockfights and dogs are fought at the same time.

There are small tents and tables outside each fence, and some people are betting. It seems that most people here are betting.

Chu Xun then asked Hua Yao, "Which one do you want to play? Or should we take a look first?"

"Let's have a look." Hua Yao glanced left and right, and found that the cockfight and dog fight were bloody, and she was not interested, so she went straight to the horse racing place.

After looking outside the fence for a while, she realized that the horse racing here was different from what she knew.There are only two horses competing in each game, but it is not just a race, but also includes the skills and actual combat of the two riders on the horse.

That's right, it's actual combat.Riders on horseback can attack each other without weapons, but they greet each other with fists, feet and whips. The only rule is that they are not allowed to hurt the opponent's horse, and there are no other rules.

A person next to him shook his head and sighed, saying, "There are still three laps, the one in red is definitely not going to work."

Chu Xun asked, "How many laps do you have to run in total?"

The man looked at Chu Xun, saw that he was a stranger, and automatically explained: "Run twelve laps. The first two laps are for walking the horse, so don't do anything. From the third lap, we will fight. If you fall behind, you will lose. If you fall behind, you will count." If you lose, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, and you will be responsible for the disability."

This side is talking, and there is already the last lap left.The rider in red was already covered in blood, but he still firmly grasped the reins and urged his horse to charge forward.

While the other rider in black was riding his horse, he either kicked the opponent's leg with his legs, or whipped him fiercely with his whip.But the more he attacked blindly, the more difficult it was to control the horse, and gradually he opened up some distance.

If this trend is followed, although the rider in red is seriously injured, he will win if he rushes to the finish line one step ahead.

The black-clothed rider was also in a hurry, and he whipped down again, this time aiming at the opponent's hands.

With a "snap", the raw cowhide whip was whipped on both arms, and the skin was ripped apart...

(End of this chapter)