Roger said that he naturally would not recite the Bible for horses. He decided to give himself a vacation and have a good day off.

Roger was nestled on the floor, watching the Baron go out to practice swords, and listening to Angelica chattering to work, he just couldn't get up.

Until the door of the house was opened, he saw a teenager who was seriously ill of Internet addiction shouting "renewal" and throwing the money to the front desk.

Roger shook his head and drove away the hallucinations just now. He looked at the "gift" and threw the bridle in front of him.

He knew that this matter could not be done well, and how could the former "fearless" be so unmoved by such a provocation.

Roger struggled to get up, and he pushed the pony: "Go out, go out, whoever allows you to enter the house, you have to soak your shit in it, so I won't let you wipe it."

For the next whole week, Roger and Pony spent time.

Relying on his youthful and strong recovery, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

His riding skills have improved greatly, and his endurance has even increased through breakthroughs.

He verified the evolutionary journey of human beings.

When Roger could finally jump off the horse's back with energy, he proudly declared to the Baron: "Rollo, I have reached the state of unity of man and horse, much faster than you."

"Come on, you're considered a unity of men and horses?" the Baron sneered, "At most, it's a unity of horses and men, almost like a fool tied to a horse."

"Why isn't it a unity of people? You didn't see how fast we run?"

"The unity of man and horse is to command the horse. Is your pony obeying your command? It's just carrying you around."

Roger was speechless and said in a slight disgust: "But we just run fast."

The Baron was provoked to be aggressive and said, "I will let you see what unity is tomorrow."

A competition was decided like this.

The chattering little skylark released the news, and was spread by the gossip villagers at the fastest possible rate that they could achieve.

The forest ranger also came to join in the fun after getting the news.

So, when Roger led the horse to the entrance of the village the next day, he saw the empty avenue and the villagers gathered along the road.

The villagers looked at the three men and three horses excitedly with the eyes of the madman as if they were watching the Dakar Rally.

When everything was ready, the little swallow waved the strip of cloth in his hand.

The ranger was the first to escape, and the Baron followed closely behind.

Roger, who had a beat slow reaction, shook the reins: "Hold it."

The little horse immediately tried to keep up.

But just after such delay, the two horses in front were missing.

At the entrance of the village is a gentle slope, and there is a sharp turn to the right in front, followed by a long straight road.

Roger knew the terrain well, and the pony under him was also familiar with it.

Roger could feel that the "gift" did not accelerate with all his strength. He saw that the Baron in front also began to slow down and prepare to pass the corner.

The ranger, who was half a horse ahead of the Baron, was still moving forward at high speed.

Roger was very suspicious. Forest rangers often walked on this section of the road, and it was impossible not to refuse to recognize the road, but at his speed, wouldn’t he have to rush out of the road when passing a bend?

Villagers on the roadside are cheering.

Roger had no time to care about them. He only saw the ranger sideways and move the center of gravity from the saddle to the right side of the horse. He was simply pulling the horse and completing a sharp turn of a small radius, like drifting, passing the corner without decreasing speed.

Roger also saw that the Baron also moved the center of gravity to the right kickstand, but the amplitude was obviously not as good as the ranger. He slowed down a little and turned over.

Roger did not have the skill to move the center of gravity, so he dared not move around.

When his pony turned around, he saw that the baron was about 5 horses ahead of him, and the ranger was far away from him and the estimate was not accurate.

The "gift" on the straight road began to exert force, and its nostrils sniffed loudly.

Roger knew that it was not convinced, and he always provoked other horses, and when was it the other horses' turn to show off in front of it.

But Roger looked at the baron in front of him and was getting further and further away.

Roger looked at them like watching an eagle hanging in the breeze, not a simple person and a horse, but an elegant one. Roger was fascinated by the sight, and this was the real unity of man and horse.

The "gift" is a little dejected, and it seems that it can't catch up with it, so it loses the motivation to struggle.

Roger suddenly thought that he had stunts, so he started screaming "ah, ah".

The maroon fire truck sounded its whistle and began to race wildly.

Roger's little ear heard the laughter of the villagers on the roadside, but he didn't care.

The louder he screamed, the more excited the "gift" he ran, the faster he ran.

He knew that "Gift" was a naughty boy who liked to play tricks, and he loved his screams to death.

The Baron in front has surpassed the ranger, and Roger is also catching up quickly.

Roger knew that the ranger suffered a loss from the horse breed. The Baron's war horse was not an ordinary horse, and Roger's pony was carefully selected by his Earl Dad. Although Roger didn't understand, he was definitely not an ordinary species.

He looked at his horse and the ranger's horse, as he looked at the Ferrari sports car and the Beijing Jeep.

Soon Roger surpassed the ranger.

The road ahead is a big sbend, passing through a sparse forest.

The Baron once emphasized not to race horses and run fast on the edge of the forest, but he ran through here quickly every time he rode a "gift".

So although the Baron is leading now, if he slows down here, Roger will be confident to catch up with him.

Baron and Roger entered the woods one after another.

Roger saw that the Baron was slowing down.

Roger turned around to inspect the ranger and the ranger also came in.

Then he saw that the forest ranger did not walk on the S-shaped avenue, but walked into the forest and walked straight.

The sparse forest could not block Roger's vision. He saw the ranger's horses flexibly traveling among the trees like loaches. Roger looked at him enviously, but he didn't have the ability.

The Baron adjusted his center of gravity left and right and crossed the S-curve, like a motorcycle rider.

The Baron's war horse is in his prime, strong and weighs a lot, and he is carrying a strong man. The inertia caused by the weight of both is not so easy to overcome.

The heavyweight pair almost hit the tree, and the Baron had to slow down again.

Roger and "Gift" lightweight combination, ran over the baron with pride.

Roger came out of the forest, and the road ahead was like a capital c, bypassing a depression.

When it rains, water will accumulate in depressions. Although it is dry now, Roger knows that the soil there is very soft.

He saw the forest ranger taking a shortcut again and was crossing the depression.

Roger thought that the Beijing Jeep might not be able to run into Ferrari sports cars, such as in such a soft depression.

He and "Gift" have always walked along the main road here. But this time, "Gift" looked at the ranger's horse and seemed to be stimulated. He probably felt that other horses could do it, but it actually crossed the curb to rush down the depression.

Roger was shocked. He pulled the reins and tried to stop the pony, but the "gift" shook his head and refused to accept the command.

The "gift" trotted in the depression for a few steps, then stepped into a soft mud pit.

Fortunately, Roger had already sat upright. Seeing this, he quickly lifted the reins and leaned back the center of gravity. The pony's neck took the force and struggled for a while and stood up again.

Roger didn't know what to do next, but the "gift" was smart enough. It stopped running around, but instead walked along the forest ranger's footsteps.

Only then did Roger notice that the ranger was not walking in a straight line. He chose to walk on the hard ground in the depression. This is another skill that Roger had never learned.

Roger passed through the depression and walked up the avenue again. He saw the Baron running honestly along the big C curve, just halfway through the C curve.

There is a dam construction site ahead. In order to facilitate transportation, the roads there are all horizontal and vertical. Roger thinks this is a good opportunity to catch up with the forest ranger.

So he sounded the whistle of the fire truck again, and the "gift" began to go crazy.

The mountain people laughed and cheered, watching Roger easily surpass the ranger on the straight road.

Now, Roger has reached the lead.

Further ahead is a wood and stone yard. According to Roger's requirements, the wood and stone are divided into two rows, piled neatly like the word "Lu", and the road here is like the word "时".

The pony goes around the side according to the past habits.

The forest ranger then directed the horse to jump over the pile of wood, took a few more steps, and jumped over the pile of stone again.

So, before he could taste the leading taste, Roger lost the first place.

Roger saw the baron flying like an eagle in the straight road, and he had already caught up.

When Roger passed around the pile of stones and ran on the straight road, then turned around, he saw the eagle flying easily, like flowing clouds and water, or like strolling in the garden, crossing the pile of wood and stones continuously, leaving him with only one horse body.

Roger didn't dare to be distracted anymore. He focused on adjusting his posture and tried his best to make the pony run smoother.

The floating eagle caught up with half of the horse again, almost advancing with Roger, and the two surpassed the ranger, one left and one right.

At that moment when he was wrong, Roger saw the helpless smile of the forest ranger.

There was a sharp turn to the right in front. The Baron controlled the horse speed and Roger turned first.

Roger knew that the Baron was avoiding him, otherwise he and the "gift" would definitely be knocked away by the heavyweight combination.
To be continued...