Therefore, after Li Shimin ascended the throne, he transferred the Qin Prince's troops to the North Gate Camp, and separated them from the Nanya guards to become the direct force of the emperor to ensure their loyalty. In the following decades, the North Gate Guards

His strength and status continued to increase, and he increasingly transformed into the emperor's personal soldier. However, Li Zhi actually gave such an important palace key to his son's east palace, which made Wu feel even more uncomfortable.

"I also know that this is a bit arrogant, but the East Palace cannot win!" Li Zhi said with a smile.

Li Zhi's voice was interrupted by increasingly uniform cheers. He stood up, took two steps forward, and walked out of the barrier, allowing the audience in the stands and the polo players about to compete to see more clearly. The cheers

It became more violent, giving Li Zhi the illusion that he was being lifted up by the sound.

"Your Majesty, it's windy outside, so be careful!" The accompanying physician stepped forward and lowered his voice.

"Save it for me!" Li Zhi nodded, waved to the audience, returned to the brocade barrier, and said to the waiter on the side: "It's time to start!"

As the horn sounded, it was a signal that the game was about to begin. The stands suddenly became quiet. They held their breath and watched attentively as the riders from both sides passed through the door opening, entered the venue, and then lined up in two horizontal lines, facing each other.

Facing the stands facing the north, raise the club in your hand to salute the emperor and queen.

"Jin Jiaoyu, Wang Sanlang, it's about to begin!" Prince Li Hong's breath was a little hurried, and his young cheeks were flushed with excitement. He was not sitting with his parents. As the owner of the East Palace team, he did not wait until before the game.

He was still with his players until the horn sounded and he returned to the "coach's bench" - a small open space adjacent to the south side of the court, only two steps away from the court, and the players on the court

You can even hear Wang Wenzuo's shouts clearly. In order to avoid being hit by the horses, Wang Wenzuo even ordered a one-and-a-half-meter-high stand to be built.

"Your Highness!" Wang Wenzuo reached out and gave Li Hong a hand: "Don't worry, the game has just begun!"

"I'm not worried!" Li Hong said with a smile: "I am just a little excited. It's a pity that I can't see Aye's stunned look with my own eyes!"

"Then why don't you sit on top? Maybe the view will be better!"

"That's different!" Li Hong said with a smile: "You can only watch the game when you sit up here. Not only can you watch it when you sit here, you can also hear the heavy sound of horses' hooves, smell the smoke, the smell of the sweat of the horses, and the soil splashed by the horses' hooves.

Rushing towards you, clubs chopping each other, this kind of fun is not something you can enjoy sitting on it, let alone watching how you direct the team, you have to learn from this king!"

"This prince was probably an ancient Roman in his last life!" Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, and said: "Actually, it's not that rare. You see, the Beimen team has already started to attack. They should rush directly into the middle. The tactics are very simple, but their

Horses and riding skills are indeed much better!”

As Wang Wenzuo said, before the horn sound completely subsided, the polo players of the North Gate Forbidden Army had already controlled the polo - people in the Tang Dynasty called it Maju, which was an apple-sized hardwood ball, coated with colorful paint, and the knight

Holding a hockey-shaped cue, they hit and compete for the polo. A knight from the North Gate riding an orange mare swept the polo forward with force, then rushed out of the riding group and followed the polo.

The voices, noises, and laughter in the stands suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ranks of the knights. Even the most beautiful and virtuous lady could not help tightening her handkerchief and biting her lip at this time.

Pray for your favorite knight. This is not unfounded. Polo is actually very dangerous. Even the best knights can't guarantee that they will not break their heads, break their arms or even be killed in this fiercely competitive sport.

He was crushed to death by a fallen horse, not to mention sprained his wrists and ankles, or his head was broken by a club.

Whether it is description or imagination, it is impossible to convey the tension experienced by the audience while watching this fierce game. But the following description may give you a very weak impression: the people gathered in the stands

Among the audience, about a thousand people placed bets on this game. The number of bets ranged from dozens to hundreds of coins according to each person's financial situation. There were even a mansion in Anrenfang and a house by the Wei River outside the city.

A water-powered mill, which was a great asset in Guanzhong. Some people placed their bets on the Donggong Liu troops in white, while others placed their bets on the Beimen Guards troops in red.

"Fortunately, it flew away!" Li Hong waved his arm and let out a long breath. Just as he said, the North Gate knight used too much force. Although he later caught up with the wooden ball, he no longer had the shooting angle.

Well, the wooden ball missed three or four steps away from the goal, hit the wall and bounced back.

"The North Gate side was too hasty. It would actually have been better if they had used less force and gone slower!" Jin Renwen commented.

"Brother Renshou is right!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "But if their offense is more layered, and someone can delay to respond and take the guy's knock-back shot, it would also be a good choice!"

"Is there a level? Recovering the ball and shooting?" Jin Renwen raised his hand and said with a smile: "If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed you hadn't played polo a few times. This should be the Su Hui mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, right?"

At this time, the East Palace side had already intercepted the polo that bounced off the wall. Wang Wenzuo stood up and shouted loudly: "Don't be anxious, use the width of the court to pull the opponent's formation horizontally, and use detours to get straight!"

Wang Wenzuo's shout attracted the attention of the spectators in the nearby stands. Several pairs of curious and beautiful eyes cast their eyes on this strange guy shouting at the court. Did he just place a large bet? But the problem is that listening

The content of his shouting didn't sound like he was placing a bet, either?

The Donggong team's performance on the court quickly attracted the attention of the audience. The Cavaliers who controlled the ball did not rush towards the enemy's goal as everyone expected, but instead directed the wooden ball towards the goal.

A companion who was more than twenty steps away passed the ball over. Before the knights from the North Gate team could step forward to intercept the pass, the second knight from the East Palace team who caught the pass passed it horizontally to his companions on the other side. At the same time, the knights from the East Palace team quickly dispersed.

Open, forming a rough three-row line formation.

"What's wrong with the Donggong team? Why don't they dare to rush forward and just knock the wooden ball sideways?" a spectator asked in confusion.

"Are you afraid of the North Gate knights? Their horses and riding skills are far worse than those of the North Gate Forbidden Army!"

"It's just that they are not as powerful as others, but they are even less courageous than others. These guys have really embarrassed the prince!"

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