The others present didn't know what happened to the Black Wind King, but Han Ye knew it very well.

The horse is old and can no longer fight. In addition, he is stimulated by some reason, so he went crazy to find the old master, and was judged by the Han family to have no military value.

The Han family claimed that it was retired.

In fact, I don’t want it anymore and let it survive on its own.

According to Chu Nan, he found that the old master would sacrifice his life to the master without hesitation after he could never come back.

So many days have passed, and it has starved to death.

What's going on when you stand in front of yourself?

No, it's not good either, it's a lot of weight.

You should know that Han Che has always envied his elder brother's mount, and dreamed of riding one day and going to see it every now and then, so he is very familiar with its appearance.

He suddenly understood that it must be Xiao Liulang who picked up the horse. Xiao Liulang was a doctor. Who knows what method he used to extend his life to King Black Wind.

It’s a pity that the Black Wind King has long lost his fighting spirit, so what if he has prolonged his life? He is just a walking corpse!

After understanding all this, Han Che lost a trace of fear and fear in his heart, and replaced it with endless ridicule and disdain.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out it's you, Xiao Liulang." He rode on his Black Wind Rider, his eyes fell on Gu Jiao's heroic little face with a red birthmark, and said sarcastically, "You don't have the money to buy a horse, so did you steal the old Black Wind King of our Han family?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"What? Steal?"

"Did his Black Wind King steal?"

"I said, it's obviously Prince Han's mount, how could it be in the hands of this kid?"

The cavalry contestants watching on the side whispered.

Horses are like weapons to masters, and no one doesn't want to have the best.

But they often don’t get the best, and they never want their opponents to get it.

If it belongs to a person that everyone can't reach, then everyone's psychology is still balanced.

But once it is taken away by an ordinary person, this balance will be broken instantly.

The perception of "it turned out to be stolen" will undoubtedly make them feel a little better.

Unfortunately, Gu Jiao's existence is not to satisfy the self-comfort mentality of some people's weak people, she is here to crush their fantasies.

Gu Jiao said calmly: "You Han family's Black Wind King? Then you can try it, do you think it should be done?"

Han Che choked, looked at the horse on Gu Jiao, and said seriously: "Black Wind King! Come here!"

The Black Wind King remains motionless.

"Black Wind King!"

Han Che issued an order again.

The Black Wind King remains as motionless as a mountain.

Han Che frowned.

Strangely, this horse is not so indifferent to himself on weekdays and does not allow him to ride it, but at least it can give some response—

Han Che racked his brains and suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Horsehoe! The horseshoe on its feet belongs to our Han family!"

Gu Jiao patted the Black Wind King: "Come on, boss, lift your horseshoe up and let this blind man take a look."

Han Che was angry: "Who do you think is blind!"

The Black Wind King lifted his horse's hooves.

Its feet had long lost the Han family's horseshoe, and it was the new horseshoe of the National Teachers' Hall.

If Han Che had the ability, he would go to argue with the National Master Hall to see if the National Master Hall stole the horses of their Han family?

Han Che gritted his teeth and attacked in another direction: "Xiao Liulang, you are not qualified to participate!"

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows: "If I can come here, I am qualified. Speaking of which, did your Han family also invite someone to pretend to be a child of a relative?"

"You..." Han Che was guilty and choked.

Among the soldiers watching on the other side, his father's deputy general shook his head slightly at him, signaling him not to be led by Xiao Liulang again.

The more he said, the more he could only prove that the Black Wind King belonged to Xiao Liulang.

Every step of Xiao Liulang seems to be answering Han Che's question, but in fact Han Che fell into his trap.

Han Che took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down his irritable mood in his heart, and snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "What are you proud of? It's just an old horse that our Han family threw away. Our Han family already has a new Black Wind King. You can take this kind of old waste if you want!"

"It turned out to be Lao Ma."

"It seems that I did hear that the Black Wind King has retired."

"Isn't it too inhumane to throw it away after retirement?"

"I heard it ran away by itself."

"It was clearly this kid who stole it!"

"Okay, what you said doesn't matter. If you take an old horse to participate in the competition, isn't this kid crazy?"

A sixteen-year-old horse is already useless.

If you are in the Han family, you may be able to extend your service age, but it is no different from waste in the hands of an ordinary boy.

I don’t know if I felt everyone’s emotions, or if the horse himself also realized the age of the Black Wind King.

So what about the king?

After all, I'm old.

They are young and strong, and they are the winners on the battlefield!

The battlefield belongs to them!

“All ready.”

With the examiner's harsh shout, the few of them stood in front of their own fire bridge.

In a sense, the cavalry on both sides have a slight advantage and are only influenced by one side. The cavalry in the middle is simply attacked from front and back, which has the greatest impact on the horse.

Gu Jiao is on the third fire bridge. On the left is a master of the Feng family, and on the right is another master of the Black Wind Rider.

The overall length of the fire bridge and the blasting area is the same, but it may not be in the same position. For example, someone's fire bridge starts at thirty steps and ends at 70 steps, while someone's fire bridge starts at 10 steps and ends at 50 steps.

The blasting area is the same.

This will cause great interference to the horse.

Gu Jiao tightened the reins in her hand and gently stroked the Black Wind King's neck.

The Black Wind King was very calm.

In comparison, the other horses were eager to try, but they looked more like they were charging into battle than them.

It looks really old and is indifferent to the dangers around it.

"Will it not be able to cross it and be burned to death later?"

"It won't be burned, but it's possible to burn it."

"I think it seems to be very difficult. Is it so old that it can't move?"

The criticism came from around him, and no one looked at the sixteen-year-old Black Wind King anymore.

The Feng family master said to Han Che: "It seems that the winner of this round will be between you and me!"

Han Che said arrogantly: "You are wrong, you don't have your share!"

The master of the Feng family said coldly: "Let's see!"

The gong sounded and the competition began.

Several horses had tense muscles all over their bodies, and they jumped and ran forward suddenly!

This is the round with the highest overall quality of the horse. Four out of the six horses are Black Wind Cavalry, and the other two are also powerful war horses trained.

They are fast and vigorous, and they are invincible!

However--

Gu Jiao's horse did not move.

Everyone: "..."

Is it scared?

Or is it really Alzheimer's disease?

"Look! Han Che's horse rushed out of the fire bridge!"

Han Che took the lead and crossed the burning bridge of fire.

His Fire Bridge is closest, and it is not surprising that he will be the first to step out, but his agile posture and skillful equestrian still feast everyone's eyes.
To be continued...