On the ceremonial platform, the colorful tiger flags were raised high and danced wildly in the wind.

"Woo woo woo woo..." Hundreds of big horns roared at the sky, and the roars rose up in the sky.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The big drums on all sides shook the sky, like roaring thunder, and bursts of explosions.

The loud singing gradually stopped, and the cheers like storm gradually subsided.

The "battle" has not yet ended, the outcome has not been decided, and the fierce battle is about to enter a new climax.

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Jiang Chengzhi sounded the horn of charge.

"Kill and kill!" The soldiers of the First Brigade of the Horse Army shouted wildly, with a fierce murderous intent.

Galan took the lead and whistled out.

Asina Hebao and eighteen guards held up the Staff of the Moon, followed closely behind, following like a shadow, rushed into the stadium like a wind and lightning.

"Boom..." The viewer cheered, and the sound was like a majestic tsunami, sweeping across the court in an instant, and the world changed color.

Opposite, Asuna Nishu and the Black Turkic Guards rushed to the battlefield with a fierce momentum like sharp blades unsheathed.

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The black flag was raised, the drums stopped suddenly, and the audience's singing and cheers quickly subsided.

The court was in a breathtaking silence.

The red flag was raised, and two big horns roared into the sky, instantly tearing the silence apart.

Four Cavaliers on both sides ran from the left and right wings of the court and rushed straight to the opponent's half.

Just as the eight riders were intersecting in the midfield, the red flag was raised again, and suddenly, hundreds of big horns sounded together, and hundreds of big drums beat together. Tens of thousands of viewers made a shocking cry.

"Boom..." The stadium was boiling and exploded.

"Kill!" Jia Lan roared thunder and the fire neighed violently. One man and one horse were like lightning in the sky. A tiger was ascending to the mountain, like a dragon crossing the sky, and a fierce roar came out.

"Kill!" Ashin's mud was as bright as a violent wild bull, widened his blood-red eyes, opened his mouth and let out an angry roar, sweeping out like a whirlwind.

After fifty steps, eight knights on both sides flew together, like the spreading wings of an eagle, shooting out like lightning.

The viewer went crazy, shouting loudly, waiting for the thrilling blow.

"Strike! Strike! Strike!"

The horses galloped, the hooves were like thunder, and the deafening cheers were like roars and swallowing the court.

Zhu Qiu remained motionless in the roar, it was waiting, waiting for the moment of bursting.

"Explode!Explode!Explode!Explode!" Galan was roaring, like a bloodthirsty golden wolf spreading his bloody mouth and was about to swallow his prey in one bite.

The dark horse rose into the air, and the fierce-looking Ashina Mudshu flew high with the black horse, and the crescent rod stretched out in the air, just like the invincible claws of the black goshawk, with a shrill whistle and thunder.

A ball of flame swept over the grass with the golden wolf's head. The moon stick seemed to be a ghost rushing out of the darkness, silently breaking out of the air, and then suddenly annihilated. At the moment of annihilation, the Zhuqiu let out a cheerful roar, and it flew up, surpassing the red lightning like a sharp sword, and rushed out of the black hawk's claws like a ghost. It roared all the way, shooting straight into the black Turkic half.

The dark horse landed on the ground, and the Yanyue rod hit the air. Asanna Nishu tightened the reins of the horse in an angry roar. The sweat-blooded BMW rose up again with extraordinary power, and its huge body turned in the air incredible direction. It landed on the ground, soared on the air, and then adjusted again. When it landed on the third time, the sweat-blooded BMW had already turned around and carried Asanna Nishu to chase the red ball roaring in the air.

"Boom..." A shocking cheer broke out inside and outside the stadium. The audience was filled with passion and shouted loudly, venting the madness of this moment.

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The Sui people scored the first goal and took the initiative in this game. According to common sense, they should adjust their offense and defense skills, turn off offense into defense, strengthen their defensive strength, and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. As long as they scored another goal, they would definitely kill the Black Turks. However, beyond everyone's expectations, the Sui people not only did not retreat to defend, but instead launched a large-scale attack and the offensive was extremely fierce.

The two sides attacked each other, and the scene was of course exciting, which made the audience very excited. The shouts of shouting and cheering, the singing sounds one after another, the sounds of drums, roars, flutes and robes were endless, and the sounds outside the court were like a tide and the waves were shaking.

The "fight" in the stadium was completely fierce, and the guards on both sides were red in their eyes, and they "killed" each other, and bloody scenes appeared one after another.

Zhu Qiu flew into the half of the Black Turks again and again, and the Sui people pushed up again and again, with a fierce momentum like a tiger. It seemed that it was not the Black Turks who lost the ball, but them. The more anxious the Black Turks became, the more chaotic the Black Turks, the more they could not grab the ball and could not get the ball control. The more violent the Black Turks were, the more wrong the offense and defense were.

The fiery horse's body was hit by the opponent in a row, and hissed endlessly, making it more violently. Finally, it exploded, hitting and biting, and broke through the siege, like a burning lightning shot towards the red ball ahead.

Behind Zhuqiu, several angry horses advanced together and chased them wildly.

The Yanyue Staff slashed from the right front with a shrill scream. Galan turned around and avoided it, hanging all over his body on the side of the war horse. Just as he avoided this attack, another Yanyue Staff fell from the sky and smashed it down hard. Galan roared and jumped, hugged the horse's neck tightly with both hands, and swung up to the force. He stood up in the air and avoided the killing attack.

The Yanyue stick on the front right swept across again, and Galan's upside down body had already turned horizontally with the force. He loosened the horse's neck with both hands, and his legs were like scissors, and he kicked the opponent fiercely. The opponent had no choice but to hide and flew out from the horse's back. With the power of rebound, Galan fell back to the horse's back and hugged the saddle. Unexpectedly, the black Turkic man on the left raised his stick again and hit him down again. Galan's eyes were clear and his hands were quick, and he immediately let go of the saddle and grabbed the stirrup rope and quickly slipped down. The Yanyue stick hit the saddle. Before the opponent raised his stick again, Galan had reached out to grab Yanyue, and with a tiger roar, he pulled his opponent off the horse's horse.

Zhu Qiu was right in front of him. Jia Lan had no time to adjust his posture, grabbed the stirrup with one hand and hung it in the air, grabbed the head of Yanyue's stick with the other hand, waved the tail of the stick with all his strength. With a "bang", Zhu Qiu flew up and flew straight to the goal.

Ashina Nishu had already chased Zhu Qiu near, and Yanyue Staff had been hit, but the difference was a little bit worse. Zhu Qiu flew out in front of him, crossed his head, and flew towards his own goal. He was angry and was about to break the grudge. Yanyue Staff turned in the air and slashed at Jialan viciously.

At the same time, the Black Turkic guards who caught up from behind were furious and completely lost their minds. They rode their horses and hit them.

At the critical moment, Liehuo kicked his back hooves and his huge body soared into the air. Galan flew up with the help of huge inertia, and his body was tightly attached to the horse's belly. Ashi's mud shot the air with one stick. Galan escaped a disaster, but Liehuo could not escape. He was pushed onto the back hip by the war horse that hit him from behind, and immediately lost his balance and overturned.

"Dong..." Zhu Qiu hit the goal baffle and flew out in a different direction.

A Great Sui guard arrived on a horse, and a moon was caught in the sea. The red ball rose again and shot the goal again.

"Dong..." Zhu Qiu hit the goal baffle again and flew backwards again.

The Black Turks and the Great Sui people all rushed to the goal. During the melee, Zhu Qiu finally flew up and flew towards the midfield staggeringly.

Galan rolled violently on the ground. Liehuo was angry, and one turned over and jumped up, and the other rushed over to catch up with Galan to protect him under his abdomen. Galan hit Liehuo's front legs, and then stopped after his flipped body. He got up dizzy and happened to see Zhu Qiu flying in the air. Galan screamed excitedly, but there was no Yanyue stick in his hand. In desperation, he saw half of the stick handle on the ground, and immediately rushed up, snatched up the broken handle, and hit the sky with a blow.

Zhu Qiu flew to the goal again, and both sides raised the Yanyue stick together, not playing the ball, but hitting people, and fighting to the death would not allow the opponent to grab the ball.

A Great Sui guard rushed from the left wing and rode his staff in the air. The red ball changed direction and suddenly accelerated, hitting the goal baffle with a "boom". It was so close that it was still a slight difference.

"Boom..." The roar was heard inside and outside the stadium. The Sui people felt regretful, but the Huhu shouted wildly.

"Ah..." Galan was so angry that she clenched her fists and roared, and flew onto the horse. The fire was on the spot and galloped to the half.

The Black Turks grabbed the ball, and a long shot made the Zhu ball fly to the half of the Sui people. For a moment, people shouted and neighed, and the Great Sui guards ran wildly like crazy, while the Black Turks screamed and rushed to the whole line like a tide.

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Zhu Qiu flew out of the stadium and died.

The Black Turks horns were ringing, and more than a dozen panting guards were all withdrawn. Not only did they replace people, but they even replaced horses.

On the other hand, the Great Sui guards were also changing horses as a whole. The soldiers of the First Brigade of the Horse Army withdrew the war horses that had been fighting for a long time and replaced them with the physically energetic "deputy horse" (preparing war horses). This short-distance reversal sprint consumed extremely physical strength, and even the sweat-blooded BMW could not last long.

The loud singing sounded again, and the Great Sui people and the Hu barbarians finished singing and I came on stage. They took this break and sang loudly to express their joyful feelings.

"The Hu in the south of the desert is not empty, and the Han general will return to the Rong. The flying alone goes out to the north of the border, and Jieshi points to Liaodong. The champion is in the vast sea, with a strong wind in the wind. The clouds are crossed and the tiger falls into the formation, and the energy is holding the dragon city rainbow."

The Great Sui people's singing was generous and heroic, and their majestic spirit soared into the sky.

Changsun Heng'an was full of energy and sang with his soldiers.

"I didn't expect that in the extreme border of the Western Land, I could still hear this great song by Duke Chu." Li Shimin said with emotion while clapping his high fives.

"The Duke of Chu was invaded by the north and the north, and became famous overseas. There were countless soldiers serving under his tent and fighting on the battlefield. It was natural for him to sing his songs and verses on the border." Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "How many disciples of Duke of Chu are there in the court and in the country, inside and outside the Wei Mansion? Fortunately, he died early, otherwise even if he had great achievements, even if he had the kindness of assisting, he would not be able to escape death. Gao Jin and He Ruobi were a living example. Lucky, luck, descendants all stick to his light and enjoy his shade."

Li Shimin didn't say anything, a faint feeling of melancholy flashed through his eyes.

The Sui people were as powerful as rainbows, and their singing was like thunder, exploding over the court.

"Walking thousands of miles away, Hu Yun has been in poverty for a hundred years. The soldiers sleep in the sky, and the stars are falling, and the moon is gone. Strictly rest at night, and the bow is stopped. The north wind neighs the horse, Hu Shuang cuts through the Hong Kong shore. The bed is bright and the road is mixed, and the daily life of the desert is the same. We are here to visit Jianzhang Palace."

Drums and trumpets are ringing, flags and flags are flying, war horses are like dragons, and the heaven and earth are shocked.

The fight began, and the guards on both sides rode high-headed horses and rushed into the court, fighting again.

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The hourglass flew away, the time became less and less, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Dayehu and his entourage stood at the edge of the ceremony platform, shouting and cheering with the Turks outside the court, and singing and cheering with the Western Land captives.

Jialan sweated like rain, pouring cold spring water into big mouthfuls. Jiang Chengzhi, Ashina Hebao, and Chu Yue surrounded him, sweating profusely. Jiang Chengzhi's forehead was broken by the Yanyue stick, and a hole was torn open. Now he was wrapped in a black scarf, and there was still blood on his cheeks and beards.

"How about your arms? Can you persist?" Jialan hurriedly asked Chu Yue while wiping the sweat on his face.

"It's okay, you can still fight." Chu Yue stared at the stadium without turning his eyes and replied loudly.

"Brother, what about you? Is your back injury serious?"

"Shi Niang, it's okay to have some minor injuries!" Asana He Bao said coldly, "Even if we fight for our lives, we will never miss this opportunity."

Jialan understood what he meant and knew the pain in his heart. She was not inconvenient to comfort her at this moment. She just patted him on the shoulder hard, "Kill him!"

"There is not much time left, send all the main force to take down the Black Turks." Galan shouted at the guards around him, "Brothers, success or failure, this is a blow!"

"Kill!" The roar was like thunder, and the murderous aura soared into the sky.

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Chapter completed!