British 1986

After knocking the opponent's arm holding the club swollen with a stick, Allen bent down, took the stick with his left hand and hooked it. The ball jumped forward a few times nimbly, and controlled the reins with his right hand. Xiao Huang jumped twice nimbly, and made a quite Like a drifting turn, taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Huang just turned around and paused, Allen threw away his arms and passed the ball to the frontcourt with all his strength. There was a rookie from the opponent's team who symbolically followed Boss Cha to defend.

But for a level 6 player, let alone one person guarding him, even if two people guard him together, they may not be able to guard him, unless it is a trick like Allen's.

But do they dare?

After the first quarter, the score between the two sides was 3:0, which was a very exaggerated score.

The score in a polo match is not like that in basketball. After a game, both sides show off their skills and confrontation. The score is often not too big. Regardless of the size of the venue, the players riding horses also occupy a large area, and the activities are The area is also large.

After a six-quarter game, as long as the difference in strength is not too big, the two sides can score five or six goals in total, which is already considered good.

Just after the first quarter, three of them entered. It is conceivable that it is not that the team that checks the boss is too strong, but that it is too shameless.

Two opposing players were injured in one game.

At the beginning of the second quarter, Allen did not change horses, but Xiao Huang was still excited.

At the beginning of the game, after the "warm-up" of the previous game, Allen became more and more courageous and his techniques became more and more proficient.

In a normal polo match, when hitting the ball with the club in hand, the right hand is lowered. When swinging, the ball is hit forward from back to front and from bottom to top by inertia.

This kind of batting technique can ensure accuracy and save effort.

But Allen was different. He raised his arms and swung from top to bottom.

The scene seemed to be very lively, and some spectators on the sidelines who had never seen a polo match before felt that this noble man from England was very heroic and looked very aggressive when he was on the court.

No matter what sport it is, as long as the competition is intense, it looks good.

Allen laughed and chased the Indian player who had the ball.

The polo horse brought by Boss Cha this time is very fast. Especially when accelerating in a straight line, the gap between the two sides can be seen best. Sometimes the difference between the two sides is four or five positions, or even more, in just a few seconds. You can catch up with your opponent just by accelerating.

Two knights were riding horses, and the horses seemed to be flying on the lawn.

This most primitive pursuit scene makes people's blood boil.

Allen chased the ball very vigorously. He did not go towards the ball, but focused mainly on the players.

As long as you get close, raise your arms and hit the ball with a club. Regardless of whether you can hit the ball or not, hit the players first. Horses are professionally trained and are not afraid of pain, but people are not. If you get hit suddenly, it will hurt anyone. pain.

"Hahaha, don't fucking run away! Eat my stick."

Allen was having a great time beating people. Although he was a little out of breath, it felt so good. You can run away as you like, but as long as you let me catch up with you, I will give you a club and ask you if it hurts!

The Indians were already a little scared when they replaced the third player. They adjusted their tactics and Allen was listed as the key defensive target.

Don’t you like to hit people?

Then if we pass the ball more, you can't hit me for no reason when we don't have the ball, right?

The idea was a good one, but Allen was still a little uncomfortable with the Indians' sudden change of tactics.

Often, the opponent would pass the ball before he could catch up with someone. He could only control his horse to turn and defend, but this scene continued to play out. Every time he was about to catch up with someone, the opponent would pass the ball. Walk.

Two or three Indian players on the field were passing the ball to each other, walking Allen around like a monkey.

Seeing that this tactic seemed to be effective, several Indians carefully maintained the passing tactic.

Boss Cha watched Allen being teased by two or three players in the frontcourt, and gave a signal to the remaining two players on their side, telling them not to help. Anyway, this quarter was almost over, so let this kid eat. Eat and hold back.

"You didn't play polo very much before and didn't like to go to parties. Now you know, right? This is a team sport. You have to cooperate. Don't just follow your own temper. Don't be too reckless. You have to be tactical."

During the break in the second quarter, Boss Cha called Allen to him, and slowly and coaxingly told him some so-called truths.

Allen curled his lips. Was that because he wasn't willing to go?

He is not good at equestrian skills, so he used to play polo with a group of equestrian masters. Isn't this just a way of being abused?

That is to say, today he uses his left hand and the Indians dare not say anything about it. But in Britain, when people see him using his left hand, they won't let him play with him.

If he dares to apply today's behavior to the British aristocratic gathering polo match, this thing will do nothing but offend people. If he fails to do his best, he will only offend people. Over time, Allen will be too lazy to participate in this game. Kind of a party.

With this kind of time, wouldn't it be more fun to find a beautiful woman and make a movie than to play polo?

Seeing that Allen didn't take his words to heart, Boss Cha smiled happily and said that he was going to continue to ignore Allen during the third quarter and let him suffer some more losses. If there are more, he will understand.

Xiao Huang was reluctantly led down again. Before leaving, he turned back three times, as if to remind Allen not to forget about the mare after he went back.

The horse trainer brought Allen another pure white polo pony.

Alan was impressed by this horse, it was a mare!

Yesterday he went to see the horses. The other horses could say something nice and bribe them with some delicious food. This little mare is very proud. She doesn't care about ordinary things, but she only likes bathing and being tickled. .

Seeing the little mare, Allen took the reins, held the horse's head with both hands, rubbed its ears and said: "Xiaobai, you know, I like you the most. Come on and have a good run later. Don't be afraid. After we go back, I will find some masseurs for you and let them give you a bath together. You can see if it works."

"Hmph!"

The filly shook her head slightly, looking disdainful.

"Hold!"

How dare this little mare show off to her before the show begins?

Allen held the huge horse head, looked into Xiaobai's eyes and said: "If you don't work hard later, I will buy you. From now on, no one will bathe you again. You will be dirty every day." Dirty!"

"Hululu!"

When the little mare heard this, she was a little unhappy, and struggled back with her big head, not wanting Allen to ride her anymore.

"I do what I say!"

"Oh shit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little white horse suddenly hit Allen's chest with his head, then raised the horse's head and looked at him with a tilted head.

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

Allen pressed the saddle, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, and got on the horse gracefully. After sitting firmly, he even smoothed Xiaobai's horse's mane.

At the beginning of the third quarter, the Indians repeated their old tricks and no longer focused on offense, but just passed the ball. Although there were three quarters left, as long as Allen was still on the court, they would not be able to play well and could only play with this player first. The restrictions are dead, so look for other opportunities.

Seeing the Indian players playing this trick again, Allen had just been tricked by the little white horse, but now he was a little overwhelmed by this scene. Now the new and old hatreds were adding up, making him a little annoyed.

Looking at the Indians far away from him, Allen squinted his eyes, tightened the reins with his right hand, and pinched Xiaobai's ears hard with his left hand.

This time there was no need for Allen to command. Xiaobai's ears hurt and he rushed forward regardless. It did not dare to throw Allen off and could only run away.

Allen chased the Indian player who was still in possession of the ball. It looked like the second half of the previous quarter. The Indian looked at the count rushing towards him, smiled slightly, and very boldly hit Allen quickly. When he got in front of him, he hit the ball hard to the right and passed it out.

"Grass!"

Allen did not slow down, and charged forward with his horse. Under the disbelieving eyes of the Indians, he hit the horse lying sideways in front of him.

With a muffled sound of "Boom!", the little white horse hit the opponent's horse in the belly.

In this position, no matter how well-trained the horse was, it couldn't bear it anymore. No one could stand firm, and both the man and the horse were knocked over.

The little white horse also felt uncomfortable. After the collision, he shook his big head and seemed a little dizzy.

Allen controlled the reins with his right hand, walked in a small circle, waited for the little white horse to recover, and then chased the other Indian player who received the ball.

I couldn't grab the ball, so I knocked you all down. Let's see if I can grab it!

The two sides were more than forty meters apart. Allen pinched Xiaobai's left ear. There was no big problem with this part, but the nerves were very sensitive and it hurt very much when pinched. Xiaobai was very angry, and he gasped and opened his nostrils at the maximum speed.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, the distance between the two sides was visibly closer. The Indian saw Allen chasing him aggressively, pushing the ball with his right hand, and his body was bumping and jolting like crazy. horse.

However, there was a big difference in the quality of the horses between the two sides. Coupled with Xiaobai's desperate pursuit, after just three breaths, Allen was only two positions away from his opponent!

In the eyes of the Indian players, they even saw the nobleman grinning and raising his left hand high. This stick did not look like he was here to grab the ball. The ball was still on the ground. You raised the club like this What does Gao want to do?

The closer the two sides got, the more the Indian players relied on their equestrian skills to slightly adjust their positions and move their horses towards Allen's advance, in an attempt to block him.

This feeling that he was about to catch up, but was blocked every time, made Allen a little angry.

He glanced at the polo club in his hand.

This thing is a very long soft pole with a ring at the top and a wooden peg inserted horizontally inside.

At first glance, it looks like a sledgehammer used for house demolition. It is the kind of hammer that has a 80-inch for a large hammer and a 40-80 for a small hammer. However, the wooden prongs at the top are a little thin, and one end is a little pointed.

Looking at the club, Allen looked at the opponent's horse's ass not far from him.

On the horse's butt, the pony tail was tied into small knots, swaying with the movement of the horse, as if it were mocking him.

Watch these things.

Allen subconsciously lowered his arm and pumped it hard from bottom to top.

The feel of the club when hitting the horse is very soft and a little crisp, and even a little elastic when the first contact is made.

Allen subconsciously pulled the club back and encountered some resistance, but he used his skill to pull it down again.

The Indian looked at himself standing on horseback to block Allen's path. He turned slightly to look at the count's face close at hand. Seeing his furious look, he felt slightly proud. The British guy... That's all!

Why?

Seeing Allen put down the club he was holding in his left hand, and then

The Indian suddenly felt the horse under his crotch scream violently. He had never heard such a sound before, and then it jumped forward a lot, as if it was jumping.

Then there was an emergency "brake" and the horse stepped up with its front legs, then quickly fell down and kicked up its hind legs again.

At this time, the Indian felt like he was sitting on a super-powered rocking car, rocking back and forth with his beloved horse.

On the third swing, he lost his grip, and the man whose mind went blank was thrown away.

After he landed, the severe pain all over his body made him forget to get up. Suddenly there was a muffled sound on his helmet. Although it didn't hurt, his brain was buzzing. This sound was definitely caused by the club!

A vicious voice came from my ears: "Run?! Are you still running?!"

He raised his head slightly and watched as the count said a word and then disappeared from his side. The club in his left hand did not forget to take away the polo ball on the ground.

At the beginning of the third quarter, Allen knocked down two players one after another. Allen's ferocity exceeded the Indians' expectations. The remaining two Indian players looked at each other, and the game was unplayable.

but

I thought the count should pass the ball, but instead of passing it, he knocked the ball straight towards one of the Indians.

"???"

The Indian watched the small white ball flying towards him, and suddenly he was a little unresponsive. Did this person pass the ball in the wrong direction or in the wrong direction?

Allen looked at the stunned Indian, a grin flashed at the corner of his mouth, clamped his legs tightly, and urged Xiaobai to continue accelerating.

It doesn't matter whether he scores a goal or not. He is very angry now. How can he play if he passes the ball?

so.

He gave the ball to the Indians and then, chased them!

Boss Cha almost laughed out loud when he saw this ridiculous scene.

Talking about team spirit, he was so fucking reckless all the way to the end. He went up and knocked over two people. Not satisfied with that, he actively passed the ball to the opponent and then continued to chase?

Where does this put his face? !

Seeing Allen chasing the Indian player aggressively, he passed the ball to the Indian, but the Indian had already reacted and he didn't pick it up!

This scene is very funny. Allen is chasing behind and two Indian players are running in front. Whoever he passes the ball to runs away.

In the second half of the last quarter, the Indians passed the ball to each other and walked Allen.

Now the positions of the two sides have changed, and it has become Allen chasing two Indians all over the field. If polo can be played like this, Boss Cha has learned a lot today!

"Fuck, you dare to run?!"

Allen held the club in his left hand. The little white horse could hardly run anymore. After charging with all his strength for several minutes, his physical strength could no longer keep up.

But he wasn't satisfied yet. He watched the two Indians avoid him and couldn't catch up. Then he hooked the polo ball, raised his arm and passed the ball to Boss Cha.

PS: I didn’t update it yesterday. I have been busy with many things in the past two days. The weather is hot and I am a little irritable and out of state. Please allow me to adjust it.