Chapter 13 The Stadium Change
At the beginning of Si, Li Ang appeared on the court with a majestic music, and there was joy everywhere. Bayi Middle School√ Wen.
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Yang Hao hurriedly calmed down. He wanted to see the emperor's true face, but was told that he could not look directly at the dragon face without permission. When Li Ang En asked everyone to settle down, the emperor's horse had already walked to the side of the Dragon Team. Yang Hao only saw one back: the emperor's dragon horse was fierce and mighty, his robe was gorgeous, his tiger helmet was dazzling, and the gems inlaid on the top of the hat were even more brilliant. But the emperor's figure did not look tall, and it could even be said to be a little thin.
"Clear the market!" A eunuch in a green hat and a purple belt on his waist screamed loudly. A group of idle people in the field ran all over the place.
"Report to Your Majesty, the clearing has been completed. When will the competition start?"
"Season starts!" Li Ang's voice was a little sharp and the volume was not loud. Yang Hao, who was five feet away, did not listen to it in real life. The emperor pulled down the protective net on the tiger's helmet, and everyone followed suit. This time, Yang Hao did not see his true face clearly.
"Dang, Dang, Dang," the competition began with three rapid gongs.
The emperor fired the first ball, and there was cheering in the stands.
Yang Hao served as the defender, which was a thankless position. Under the leadership of the emperor, the Dragon Team easily broke through the front line of the Flying Eagles. When the central defender saw the emperor's horse arrive, he did not dare to stop him. He waved his horse twice symbolically and then set off the road.
Li Ang rushed straight to Yang Hao. Yang Hao was very nervous. The emperor who came towards him was the Supreme Emperor of Jiuwu. If he was hurt, it would not be a joke.
Yang Hao thought to himself, "No matter what, we must ensure his safety first." Thinking of this, he rode his horse to the side. He planned to ride his horse with him after Li Ang came and wait for an opportunity to destroy the ball. He didn't want to feel nervous and turned around one step early. Before the opponent's horse arrived, he had already turned his head and was about to run back. There was laughter in the stands.
Li Ang took advantage of the situation to start the ball, and the ball entered, swelling around.
The emperor was very happy, pushed open the face net and waved to the stands. Yang Hao then saw clearly that the emperor was still very young. He had a thin face, fair and clean skin, crystal clear eyes, and had thick eyebrows and whiskers. He was a standard handsome man.
After the kick-off, the Flying Eagles organized two threatening attacks, but they were broken by Li Ang every time they started the ball. The Dragons began to turn defense into offense, and this time they went in a circle from the left. Yang Hao had met Li Ang once, and he was no longer nervous before. He drove his horse forward to fight, but his injured arm fell off at the critical moment. As soon as the reins in Yang Hao were relaxed, he was squeezed aside by several guards around Li Ang. The emperor went straight in and rushed to the front of the goal before he started the ball. The ball went in again!
Sometimes there was a cheer everywhere, and everyone in the Flying Eagle Team sighed, but no one dared to blame Yang Hao.
Soon, Li Ang rushed towards Yang Hao for the third time. This time he went deep into the army alone, and no one was guarding him. Yang Hao hesitated in his heart. Li Ang's riding skills were really average. After playing for two sessions, his body was a little tired and he rode on the horse shaking.
Yang Hao was worried that if he stepped forward and pressed, the emperor might fall off the horse if he was nervous, which would be a serious crime of beheading. He hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of pressing. But at this moment, the emperor actually fell to the ground with his horse and fell to the ground with his horse!
There was a burst of exclamation everywhere. Eunuchs of all sizes rushed over. Yang Hao's head was buzzing and he was stunned.
A group of eunuchs helped the emperor up from the dust. Thankfully, the dusty emperor seemed to be fine. The dragon horse under his seat made an amazing choice when it was about to fall. It suddenly stopped its right front leg and used this as the axis to shoot Li Ang out of its head with the momentum. The yellow earth was very soft, and Li Ang, who flew over the horse's head, did not fall, but the horse's right front leg was broken by the momentum.
When Li Ang understood all this, he praised the horse Dajia, who sacrificed himself to savior, and named him "Tianlong Captain" on the spot, and accompanied him for life. The "Tianlong Captain" was carried down to heal his wounds amid the cheers of everyone. However, Yang Hao felt dizzy and seemed to be a disaster.
"I'm not hurt, I'll continue to play." The emperor shook his arms and laughed. Yang Hao's eyes suddenly became a little wet. The emperor's fall had something to do with him. Could it be that's it? Is this the legendary Tang Dynasty atmosphere? The emperor in front of him is actually a wise lord who has never been seen in the ages?
Yang Hao looked at the sky and it was so beautiful that the sky was clear.
"Replace me with a dragon horse!" Li Ang shouted. In fact, the spare horses were ready, but no one dared to give them to him on his own initiative.
"Brother, let's take a break and fight again." King Ying Li Yan stepped forward, grabbed the reins and persuaded earnestly.
Wang Shoucheng bowed to the ground and bowed: "Please take care of the dragon's body." Li Ang smiled and said: "Don't persuade me. I'm fine. The dragon must beat the flying eagle today." After that, he took back the reins and flew back on the horse. The sound of joy was like thunder.
"The idle people are gone!" The eunuch raised his left arm and shouted loudly. The eunuchs suddenly scattered their birds and beasts. "Do!" The eunuchs holding the hammer ringed the gong: the competition continues.
The remaining games were completely Li Ang's personal performance. The players of the Flying Eagles shrank and had no fighting spirit. With just one cup of tea, the Dragon Team scored three goals in a row, completely overwhelming the Flying Eagles.
The flat stadium was trampled by horses and was filled with bumpy pits, and the game was suspended. King Ying Li Yan and Wang Shoucheng accompanied the emperor to the imperial tent behind the platform to rest.
The eunuchs and palace maids rushed into the field to level the venue, sprinkle water and remove dust. The stadium was crowded with laughter and joy.
Yang Hao was infected by the atmosphere and got up and wanted to join in. As soon as he moved on, he was pulled by Yin Tongxiang. Yin Tongxiang's face turned pale and looked extremely nervous. He took Yang Hao's Ju Zhan, held Ju Zhan's handle with both hands and swirled it hard. With a "knock", the thin vines wrapped around the handle of the stick collapsed, revealing a piece of shiny cold blade.
"Yulang, you?!——" Before Yang Hao finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream: "There is an assassin!"
The stadium was suddenly in chaos, and panicked crowds ran around in scattered. The Jinwu Guards at the south gate of the stadium flocked to the high platform to the north.
"Dalang, protect Princess Yichun!" Yin Tongxiang jumped up and picked up a palace maid wearing a tight jersey on the ground and stuffed it into Yang Hao's arms.
"She is the princess!" Yang Hao looked at the girl in his arms who was unconscious due to fright, but thought to himself: "Is this the legendary princess? Didn't it mean that all the princesses are willful and willful, martial arts group? Why did this person faint before he saw the assassin?
"Someone is here!" Yin Tongxiang whispered to warn. Just ahead, a group of Jinwu soldiers were scattering and surrounding him. Seeing that the two of them were holding sharp blades and carrying the princesses, the Jinwu soldiers immediately regarded them as assassins.
This is the first time Yang Hao faces someone, and the panic in his heart is conceivable. Fortunately, after more than ten years of hard work and hard work, every muscle in his body seems to have a soul. When he encounters a threat, he actually deals with moves, and there is no need to think about it. He just regrets that the sword in his hand is only two feet long, which is both soft and thin, and he does not dare to confront Jinwuzhu's straight blade and horizontal sword at all.
"Take the princess to Hanguang Palace!" Yin Tongxiang ordered in a low voice. Yang Hao was always afraid of him. After hearing this, he carried Princess Yichun and left. The Jinwu soldiers naturally refused to give up and surrounded him.
Yin Tongxiang roared, swung his sword and opened a gap, pushed Yang Hao forward, and shouted, "Protect the princess, I'll come to the palace!" After that, he set up a sword to block the Jinwu soldiers behind him. Yin Tongxiang's six brothers were all in the army. He would visit the army on behalf of his parents every year. There were dozens of battles between all and big, and he had already become a veteran on the battlefield. He fought with more than a dozen Jinwu soldiers alone without any effort.
The words he had just said were half for Yang Hao and half for Jinwuzhu. So that they could know that they had no malice towards Princess Yichun, and Jinwuzhu also saw that the two of them did not seem to be vicious assassins, otherwise they could have killed the princess with one sword or used her shield, and there was no need to take her away.
Of course, no one is foolish when these Jinwu soldiers can serve in the palace. Seeing that this matter is strange, they pretended to be confused. They let Yang Hao go and rush to capture Yin Tongxiang. However, the sword in Yin Tongxiang's hand is difficult to deal with. He fought and retreated towards the Yinguang Gate in the southwest direction.
Hanguang Hall is only three or four hundred meters northwest of the polo court. If Yang Hao had run away in less than a minute in the past, but today he was carrying a man on his back, it would not be so easy to run. When he was still two hundred meters away from the hall, a team of cavalry broke into the corner gate in the northwest of the hall and headed straight to the main gate of Hanguang Hall.
Yang Hao couldn't tell whether this team of cavalry was an enemy or a friend. If it was an enemy, he would definitely die. If it was a friend... Yes, they could not mistakenly think that they were their enemy. Thinking of this, Yang Hao bit his teeth and began his first big bet after traveling through time.
Yang Hao placed Princess Yichun, who was unconscious, flat on the stone floor, then raised his hands and shouted loudly at the horse team: "The Princess of the Tang Dynasty is here, and you can't wait to be rude!"
"Swoosh!" Before Yang Hao finished speaking, a carved feathered arrow flew out of the horse team, and came through the air with the sound of wind!
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Chapter completed!