The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The north wing goal was within reach and the wooden ball went in at once.

In fact, the goal is not very big. There is a wooden board between the two pillars, on which there is a wall pattern. There is a hole under the wooden board as the goal, and a net is added on the goal, which is called a bag.

The score is scored when the wooden ball enters the bag.

For the Wan people, it is not difficult to push the wooden ball into the bag at this time. But the difficulty lies in who will start the wooden ball?

Among the sixteen players of Wan State, twelve of them were like strong horses crowded in front of the goal.

When the game started, Tanlu said that whoever could score a goal would be rewarded handsomely, especially the first one to score, whose reward would be doubled.

Therefore, the value of this first goal is particularly high.

The ball was easily brought to the front of the goal. Whoever scores the first goal will be ranked based on seniority.

Who could be bad if they were chosen to show up in the North Wing?

Either he is an expert, or he is favored by the king, or his fighting power is at its peak, or he is a disciple of a famous person.

The old ones think they are old, the young ones think they are young, the strong ones think they are strong, who isn't a big shot?

The Wan Kingdom admired warriors and heroes, and emphasized self-ability. They had no habit of yielding, and whoever was stronger would take the lead.

So just as one of the men's clubs touched the ball and he was about to swing, another club blocked that club.

"I'll take this ball first! You're next!"

"Why?"

"Please let me go first, I'm old."

"You are old, and you have already received enough honors. Let me first ..."

"Do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Hey, I'm the kid, why don't you let me?"

They chattered at each other in Wan Chinese, neither of them giving in.

The tall horses were crowded and bumped into each other. Horses also have tempers, especially the one that was hurt by the crowd, which neighed loudly and bumped into the other horse, knocking back several horses. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Tanlu was so angry that he wondered who would give him the first shot.

As soon as the ball moves, it can score.

Once the goal is scored, the game is tied. At least we are back on the same starting line!

No matter how much Tanlu screamed outside the court, no one listened to him.

At this moment, Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang pretended to break through the defense and wanted to get to the ball, but were blocked by four maids riding big horses.

Tang Xinghe wanted to make some jokes to tease the girls who came from afar, but when he looked up and saw their faces, he swallowed his words silently.

Well, I don't want to say anything, to avoid his mother scolding him as a naughty monkey who doesn't care about meat or vegetables.

Just when the four maids' attention was attracted, Xing Mingyue protected the nine-year-old Fu Xianxian and surrounded and killed them in the half circle.

At the same time, Zhao, Wei and Wu also took action.

The people of Wan became alert for a while, and Xing Mingyue became a key target of prevention.

But Zhao, Wei and Wu were also strong and vigorous, and they fought their way into the other half of the court in a siege.

Not only that, Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang were already impatient to waste time with the four maids, so they reined in their horses and broke out.

In an instant, red surrounded the earth color.

The Wan people smiled arrogantly, but still did not move. Everyone was still guarding against their own team scoring a goal first, and no one cared about the little kid hidden behind Xing Mingyue.

In an instant, the red dress was charming.

With just a delicate cry, the wooden ball flew backwards from the front of the goal in an incredible arc.

With a strange swing angle and incredible agility and speed, Fu Xianxian suddenly appeared, and after hitting the ball, she rode her horse and hid behind Xing Mingyue.

While the Wan people were stunned, they saw clearly that a little kid had snatched the ball from under their poles. Everyone swore at them, half of them chased the ball, and the other half ran towards the little kid.

Xing Mingyue protected Fu Xianxian and escaped on horseback, while she herself stayed behind to cover their retreat.

Fu Xianxian giggled and imitated Tang Xinghe to shout "Wuhu", which was the happiness and pride that only children could have.

The wooden ball fell under Fu Mingxi's pole. She ran with the ball, as if riding the wind and stepping on the waves, and swung the pole freely to pass the ball to Fu Mingyi.

Just like the previous match, Fu Mingyi passed it to Fu Mingsu, and Fu Mingsu passed it to Fu Minghui. But this time, Fu Minghui passed it to someone else.

The wind whistled in my ears and the horses galloped happily.

Man and horse are one, on their home turf.

The wooden ball seemed to have wings, flying from one pole to another, being thrown up and down, and in a few ups and downs, the wooden ball had passed most of the court.

This is the daily routine of the girl from the Fu family. She knows the order of positions and the strategies by heart, as naturally as breathing.

The moment Fu Sinan, who was 34 years old and riding his horse on the polo field, caught the ball with his long pole, he saw the big horse from Wan rushing towards him.

The drums of war beat, urging her to score a goal.

Fu Sinan swung the club, the curved knife shone like a bright moon, full of murderous intent, and the wooden ball flew straight into the hole in the goal board.

Heavy drum three-way!

It’s in! Another flag is planted on the north wing.

There was cheering in the field!

Emperor Mingde stood up, clapped his hands, shouted "good" several times, and laughed.

Everyone on the field stood up and shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The people of Wan were extremely angry.

The wooden ball achieved a great reversal with just one step away.

Tanlu's high nose was once again crooked with anger, and he cursed loudly and unpleasantly.

The Wan people on the field were in low spirits, while the Wan people off the field were experiencing unprecedented humiliation.

The game continues.

This time, the Wan people learned from their experience and lessons and were determined to catch up with the score.

After they redeployed, they temporarily put aside the idea of ​​stealing credit and used the powerful advantage of Wan's large horses to block the way of the small horses on the north wing.

Cen Yuan made a gesture to suspend the attack outside the court, so that the players of his team would not fight with the opponent with the goal of scoring a goal and push the opponent to the limit.

Once the opponent relaxes, they will leave a gap for people to hope; once the opponent takes the ball to the goal and is about to score, someone will rush out from the flank to block the chance of survival.

The Wan people hated the Beiyi people's cunning and yelled loudly.

As long as the North Wingsman takes the ball, regardless of whether a goal is scored or not, the field will be in unison with thunderous cheers.

The people of Wan never knew why the Beiyi people, who were always reserved and introverted, suddenly became like this.

This was not the North Wing they knew. The first half ended with Tanlu eager to score a goal.

Beiyi still leads Wan with a two-goal advantage.

During the half-time break, the North Wing players gathered on the sidelines and listened to Cen Yuan's re-arrangement of the lineup based on the strengths and weaknesses of the first half.

After the first half, the sixteen players had already coordinated their positioning very well.

The second half began. The women were led by Fu Sinan, while the men were led by Tang Xinghe.

Tang Xinghe suddenly found that his brain was working well. Countless ideas flooded into his mind and countless formations formed in his mind.

The six men all came from Yunqi Academy. They ate, lived and trained together most of the time, so they were very familiar with each other.

With just a gesture from Tang Xinghe, the others would know the direction of the surprise attack.

Advance in the most unlikely direction, and retreat when it is least likely to retreat. Move in a treacherous and mysterious way, attack while defending, and defend while attacking.

The North Wing had the upper hand on the field for longer and longer periods of time.

The Wan people were furious at Tang Xinghe's series of operations. What was even more terrifying was that their advantage as the king of war horses was gone.