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Chapter 893 Xiao Mingquan Falls Down the Stairs

There are hundreds of riders here, and the first camp only has a few dozen or even a dozen knights. If the Republican Army riders can run into the first formation, then that's fine.

But falling into the second or third camp would be really embarrassing.

Lu Daoming whispered: "Don't worry, Commander, these ten people I selected will definitely not lose to them in riding skills. Several of them are riding instructors in the brigade, but they are not very familiar with the rules of the competition and lack the skills."

In terms of experience, I’m afraid I will suffer some losses.”

Chen Tianhua seemed to have an idea. He nodded, and Lu Daoming quietly retreated.

At this time, the riders were all running close, and everyone's faces and appearance could be seen clearly.

The first camp and the second and third camps were not far apart, and there were more than a hundred riders. The group running at the front looked like there were more than twenty riders.

The riders showed off their superb horse control skills, dodging, seizing sheep, galloping, pushing and pulling, and used various methods together. From time to time, someone was squeezed and pulled off the horse.

Amid the exclamations of tens of thousands of spectators, the riders always step aside at the last moment and continue running.

After a splash of snow, the rider who fell off his horse found his horse dejectedly and quit the race sadly.

Entering the main venue, the winner was clearly decided. There were two people at the front fighting for the white sheep, and the dozen or so riders following behind obviously had no chance.

What makes Chen Tianhua happy is that one of the two riders competing fiercely is wearing a Republican Army uniform.

Although today's celebration is to promote the integration of people of all ethnic groups and demonstrate the inclusiveness and inclusiveness of the republican government, in this kind of fair competition, everyone likes the person on their side to win.

The two people competing for it had equal martial arts skills, and their horse control skills were almost the same. Their horses were all magnificent horses. They fought all the way to the main stage. When all the drums suddenly started beating, there was still no winner.

The two of them held the poor white sheep in the air with one hand each. They looked at each other awkwardly, but neither of them wanted to let go. Otherwise, the sheep would be torn apart in minutes, which is not allowed.

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When the drum stops, it means the game is over.

"Okay, very good!" Chen Tianhua stood up first and clapped his hands: "Please invite the two warriors to come to the stage to receive the award!"

This result is the best, as both parties will not be harmed by the situation, and will not lose their own face.

The most important thing is that everyone present can see the equestrian skills and bravery of the Republican knights.

Two victorious riders came to the stage, one was the Mongolian warrior Mo Yi, and the other was the riding instructor He Jun from the Meiguang New City Garrison Brigade.

Prizes have been prepared on the main stage, but the embarrassing thing is that there is only one prize. No one among the organizers expected that there would be a draw result at the competition site.

It is said that this kind of draw has never happened in previous games.

Chen Tianhua didn't hesitate at all. He hung the ribbon symbolizing the winner around Mo Yi's neck, handed over the flowers, and finally the heavy box containing the silver reward, and praised:

"Good man, good skills. Do you have any thoughts of joining the army in the future?"

Mo Yi was stunned, his eyes were wandering and he was a little embarrassed. He pursed his lips and smiled but did not answer. It was obvious that he had not thought about it, or had some concerns and had not considered it well.

Of course Chen Tianhua thought of it. He laughed, patted Mo Yi's shoulder, and said in a loud voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't think about it. When you are ready to join the army, you might as well come to me directly."

Mo Yi was shy and nervous. He bowed deeply to Chen Tianhua and then left as if running away.

Chen Tianhua turned around and walked up to He Jun, saying with a troubled face: "I'm sorry, instructor He, there is only one prize. I gave it to Mo Yi, but you don't have it!"

He Jun excitedly stood at attention and saluted, and said loudly: "I don't need prizes. Meeting the commander in person is the best prize for me!"

Chen Tianhua was very happy and laughed and said: "You are really good at talking, well... you are a hero on the battlefield today. I can't let you go back empty-handed. What do you want to win?"

After thinking for a moment, he took out his own pistol, a Browning M1903 pistol, from his pocket, and immediately handed it to He Jun and said, "This is for you!"

"Wow... He Jun is so lucky, I don't even have this kind of pistol." When Lu Daoming saw this, he first cried out in envy.

"That's right, this kid has won a big prize, several times the previous one."

"..."

In the audience, many Republican Army soldiers were in mourning.

He Jun was overjoyed and trembling with excitement. He quickly knelt down on one knee and took the shiny Browning pistol with trembling hands.

"Thank you, Commander, for the generous reward!"

Compared with the prizes set by the conference, this is much more meaningful.

He Jun was filled with joy, as if he was drunk, and staggered off the stage.

Tonight, he may be so excited that he can't sleep all night.

The exciting sheep-catching contest ended, followed by other songs and dances, and finally an opera performance.

This time, the first to take the stage were female officials from the Meiguang New Town government. They composed a song and dance of their own, called Yingchun.

Don't look at these female officials and staff. Many of them have drunk foreign ink, and most of them graduated from women's schools. They are not like the local indigenous women, who are so coquettish and shy that no one dares to show their faces on stage.

After a few songs and dances, there are operas and dramas, such as Shao Opera, Shanghai Opera, Hui Opera, etc. There is nothing new about these, and many people have heard them many times.

At this time, the hand of the pocket watch had already reached four o'clock in the afternoon, and the program started at ten o'clock in the morning. There was no break at noon and we stopped for lunch.

There are tens of thousands of people here, and almost everyone brings delicious snacks, candies, etc. from home, and they are always mouth-watering.

It's just that the waiting area is a mess, with piles of garbage.

As time passed, Mingcheng and Mingquan became a little tired. Children are weak and prone to sleepiness.

Sun Yong, Li Xinghong, their female relatives, and their children were also sleepy. Everyone felt that these dramas had been seen many times in Hangzhou City and were nothing new.

Li Shuzhen and the other female family members were preparing to leave first. Chen Tianhua discussed it in a low voice with Sun Yong and Li Xinghong, and then gave the guards a few words to send them off to their residence to rest first.

Chen Tianhua and the others are officers and leaders. They should not leave early and must support the organizing committee of the festival.

Li Shuzhen and others stood together and prepared to leave. This scene spread quickly in the VIP area like a plague.

These rich and powerful people all felt the same way. They did not want to watch these dramas. They had watched them many times and were ready to go back home to rest.

There were hundreds of people in the VIP area. They stood up all of a sudden and left the venue in a noisy downstairs.

Li Shuzhen, Mingcheng Mingquan and the others were supported by their personal maids, and guarded by Yu Yang and many other guards. They all slowly climbed down the dozens of stone steps.

But halfway through, something strange happened. Xiao Mingquan, who had been walking well, suddenly staggered and threw himself forward.

The maid Qiao'er who was supporting him was so frightened that she failed to catch him and watched Xiao Mingquan fall forward.

Xiao Mingquan fell on the stone steps, accidentally fell from the side steps to the stage, and fell heavily to the ground.

The gap is seven to eight meters.
Chapter completed!
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