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

The confidence of the Beiyi woman made Duoyun involuntarily tighten his grip on the reins.

The four horses on the field were the kings of horses in Wan State, and were not something that maids like them could control.

These kings of horses were brought from Wan to the North Wing, mainly to show off their superiority, but they did not expect to lose here inexplicably.

Is it really because of the horse?

Duoyun knew that even if the horses didn't act weird, they still couldn't win.

Those fiery red-dressed girls cooperated so well. The four of them were like one person, and they could catch the ball passed by the other side with their eyes closed.

This is a high-end cooperative game that requires mutual achievement and trust.

Just a bunch of us who are just filling in the numbers can never win no matter what horse we ride.

If the fight continues, there will be nothing else to say except the word I just learned: "self-humiliation". Duoyun understands this principle, and Tanlu certainly understands it even better.

But if they admitted defeat at the very beginning, how could Wan State face anyone in the future?

Just as the referee signaled to suspend the game and the Wani players asked to change horses, Tanlu walked up to the official and spoke solemnly with gestures.

They are going to play a regular game of polo!

Now it is no longer a gift and the reason for being inexplicably arranged to play polo is to fight for the dignity of Wan State.

In horseback riding events, you must not lose, and you cannot afford to lose.

The North Wing official listened with a serious face. He approached the referee and whispered a few words before coming to Emperor Mingde to report, "Your Majesty, Wan's envoy Tanlu believes that polo should not be played as a joke. The game should be restarted according to the standard number of players for regular polo."

The official deliberately raised his voice, and the people in the front row heard it and then it spread to the middle row, and the people in the middle row heard it and then it spread to the back row.

The entire stands knew that Wan State could not afford to lose, so they made so many excuses and were shameless.

There was a chorus of boos from the stands.

"Shh! Refund the tickets! This Wan Guo is too shameless!"

"What the hell are you refunding? The money for the tickets wasn't collected by Wan State, it was collected by our Ministry of Rites."

"Oh, right! Forget it, it's all in my pocket, I won't refund it." He couldn't refund the ticket but still needed to vent his emotions, so he stood up, waved his fist and shouted, "Wan Guo, we can't afford to lose!"

"Wan Country!"

"Can't afford to lose!"

"Wan Country!"

"Can't afford to lose!"

The whole audience followed suit and shouted.

Tanlu was so angry that he was shaking all over. It was the first time he was treated like this during his visit. He yelled at the stands.

The people in the stands also roared at him.

The official looked helpless, "Your Majesty, do you think this... need to be handled by the Imperial Guard? How can this be allowed? We are a country of etiquette."

Emperor Mingde glanced lazily and said, "Who cares? The people spent money to watch a wonderful game, not to be bullied. A country of etiquette! It depends on who you are talking to! You can't talk about etiquette with a cow, but the cow won't understand."

Official: “…”

Niu is also helpless. Why mention me for no reason?

The official immediately understood what Emperor Mingde meant and shook his head towards the Imperial Guard not far away.

The people of the Imperial Guard immediately retreated to a corner, feeling agitated. In fact, they also wanted to shout: Wan State, we can't afford to lose!

So fucking shameless!

Emperor Mingde tilted his head and asked Cen Yuan cautiously, "Son-in-law, do you think we can still fight like this?"

Cen Yuan had calmed down. The tears on her face had been wiped away quietly at some point. She spoke calmly, "Yes! If you behave yourself once, you can have peace for many years."

After saying that, he stood up and told the officials, "Suspend the game. Each side will have twelve new players enter the field."

Emperor Mingde said to the stunned officials, "Everything is up to the prince consort."

The official answered loudly, "Yes!" and ran off to pass on the message.

When people in the stands learned that Emperor Mingde had agreed to the conditions proposed by the State of Wan, there were different opinions.

"Wan State is still too strong! And too domineering! Too bullying."

"That's right! We are still at our doorstep, and they are leading us by the nose."

“It’s really too pathetic!”

"Hush, keep your voice down. Are you careful with your words? There are people from the Dongyu Guards and the Imperial Guards everywhere, and the emperor is still sitting in the front.

Another voice was heard, "Is it possible that we are too strong? It's a kind of self-confidence..."

"That's called blind confidence."

"Not really... Look at that goal just now, wasn't it perfect?"

"Yes, I think they want Wan Country to accept defeat sincerely!"

Just when everyone's speculation was polarized, the Wan polo team was ready.

In addition to the four maids, twelve new people joined.

They were all men, all of them were tall and strong with tough looks.

From the list submitted, Cen Yuan immediately sorted out those who were good at archery, those who were good at horse riding, and those who were good at close combat.

Those who are particularly vile and notorious are all marked one by one.

In addition to the four women on the field, the North Wing had six more women, all daughters of the Fu family, including General Fu's daughter who was already in her thirties and his nine-year-old great-granddaughter.

Old and young, they all came on stage.

The other six are the most famous people in the Yunqi Academy martial arts examination, Wei, Tang, Ma, Zhao, Wu and Xing.

Cen Yuan gathered everyone on the side and was giving the final instructions, "Don't panic, no matter how strong the opponent is, just play according to the training you've done in the past few days. Polo is a team sport that emphasizes cooperation. No one is a hero. So Tang Xinghe! Don't be so stubborn!"

Tang Xinghe was dissatisfied, "Why did you single me out?"

"Ma Chuyang! And you!"

Ma Chuyang was dissatisfied, "I didn't, I wasn't, I was very obedient."

"Shut up!" Cen Yuan glared at him.

Tang Xinghe covered his mouth, but still had questions, so he raised his hand, "What should I do if they are shameless, break the rules, and hurt my people and my horse?"

Cen Yuan thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Fight back!"

Tang Xinghe was very happy to get the answer he wanted, "No matter how big a mess it is?"

"I'll cover you."

"My cousin's husband is so nice." Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang shouted "Wuhu" and clapped their hands. "Let's go and kill everyone."

Cen Yuan asked again, "What is the man's mission?"

"Protect the women of the Fu family from getting hurt!" the six people answered in a low voice.

Cen Yuan nodded, "Just remember it. Go!"

After watching several people mount their horses, he turned around and saw An Xia looking at him in a low voice from the stands.

Seeing him looking at her, Shi Anxia smiled.

She had just seen him cry.

What caused Cen Yuan to be moved by the scene?

Amidst the confusion of thoughts, the drums sounded, and it was Emperor Mingde who kicked off the match.

This time, the scene was much more intense.

The war horses of the Wan State were strong and tall, like a moving mountain.

The four maids riding on their horses were almost like human decorations. When they saw the horses from the north wing coming, they blocked their way.

The area around the wooden ball was already filled with men from the Wan State.

It requires almost no skill, just use a long pole to push the ball towards the goal on the north wing.

The Wan State had strong cavalry and built a solid defense.

As we got closer to the goal, gongs and drums started beating.

dong dong dong dong!

The wooden ball has reached the easiest area to enter the north wing goal. Anyone can score a goal with just a light swing of the club.

But the scene suddenly became chaotic...