When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

The atmosphere at the racecourse was extremely tense, with cheers and shouts of encouragement from the audience rising one after another.

The riders were already on their horses, and the horses were snorting and stamping their hooves back and forth on the ground.

As the pole in front of the track landed, the race officially began.

A row of riders rushed out like arrows from a bow.

In this race, each tribe can send three riders to compete. Altan's riders are scattered on the left, middle and right sides of the track, with riders from other tribes in between.

They held the reins tightly, leaned forward slightly, and merged with the horses. The horses' hooves raised clouds of dust, as if showing their strength to their opponents.

All the riders chased each other and refused to give in.

Every bend is a critical turning point. Riders need to accurately control the speed and direction of the horses, otherwise they will be overtaken by their opponents.

At the same time, bends are also where most accidents occur. Some riders fail to avoid the turning horses in front of them in time, and collisions often occur. It is common for horses to fall and riders to be thrown out.

However, skilled riders can often handle this situation well. Even if they cannot avoid a collision, they can roll to their horse as soon as possible after being thrown out, and get on the horse's back again before their horse runs away, and take the initiative.

There are no saddles for racehorses on the grassland. The horse's back is bare and the rider's legs have to be hooked very firmly around the horse's belly.

The riders on the grassland all cling to the horse's back and cooperate with the horse very smoothly. Even if the horse and rider fall down, they can find each other again in the first time.

Wei Dong was envious of the grassland people's skill in riding horses. He muttered:

"When the cooperation between us Central Plains people and horses can reach this level, then we will have nothing to worry about!"

King Dongshan looked at Weidong with deep eyes: He really has a long-term vision, which really wins my heart.

In the final stage of the competition, the rider of Alatan and his opponent were almost on par with each other, and it was difficult to tell who would win. The audience's hearts were in their throats, and they watched every move on the field nervously.

The first race requires the horses to run ten laps around the track, which is approximately thirty miles long. This race is mainly a test of the horses' endurance.

Apparently, Altan's horses were carefully selected, and their endurance was really good. Weidong was very satisfied and gave a look to the guard behind him. The guard immediately went to the finish line to wait for the horses.

Weidong would not let Altan take these good horses away again. It was absolutely impossible for him to let them slip away again if he saw them.

At the final sprint, one of Altan's riders exerted all his strength, whipping his horse and making a final sprint.

The horse seemed to sense its master's determination and ran towards the finish line with all its might.

In the end, Alatan's team won the race with a slight advantage and became the champion of this exciting first horse race.

Weidong nodded. All the horses in this race were excellent. The gap between the second and first place was very small, just a horse head apart.

The second place rider was from the Red Sun Tribe. The tribe leader stood up nervously during the last lap and waved his fist to cheer for his rider.

Seeing that he almost won, he was so angry that he muttered something. Wei Dong laughed after listening for a while. Xie Jiu looked at him in confusion. Wei Dong leaned over to Xie Jiu's ear and whispered what the chief of the Hongri tribe said.

Because they were all swear words, he couldn't say them out loud, so he had to whisper them to Xie Jiu.

Whispered to him. In fact, it was a curse to Altan, saying that Altan's riders were despicable and shameless, deliberately blocking the track, thus delaying the performance of the Red Sun Tribe riders.

Of course, Wei Dong didn't translate all the swear words to Xie Jiu, but Xie Jiu could understand some of them by looking at the old patriarch's expression and body language. Hmm! The swearing was very dirty!

Altan doesn't care about the insults from the Red Sun Tribe. As long as he can win, it's fine. As long as it doesn't delay his transaction with Weidong, he doesn't care even if you curse him in front of him.

The top three riders received prizes, so after reaching the finish line, someone brought the three riders to the VIP seats. As a VIP, Weidong of course had to present the awards to the riders personally.

The prize was an exquisite piece of porcelain, which was very popular on the grassland. The brighter the color, the better they liked it. The first-place rider received a porcelain vase, half a person's height, with a very exquisite portrait of an immortal painted on it.

The leader held the vase, his eyes wide open, his expression of delight was beyond words, and his hands were tightly held, afraid that he would accidentally break it.

This thing is so fragile, it will break if you're not careful!

At the same time, this thing called porcelain is very precious, and it has status in the grassland! Only people with status are worthy of this thing. I didn't expect that the prize for my horse racing would be this!

I'm so rich! I got such a big one, it must be a rare treasure on the grassland.

The leader proudly held it up to show the people around him, but was careful not to allow anyone to touch it. He enjoyed the envious looks of others.

The second prize was a porcelain basin, which was much smaller and shallower than a washbasin. There was a painting of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea inside and a painting of the Dragon King Making Rain outside.

The rider from the Red Sun Tribe held the portraits in both hands, staring at them as if he couldn't take them off. He carefully touched one portrait and then another with one hand, as if he was afraid of erasing them, and was extremely careful.

When the chief of the Red Sun tribe saw the basin his child had obtained, he felt that the pictures on it were more exquisite than those obtained by Altan and his friends, and that there were more immortals painted on it than on their side. He was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, and finally stopped cursing.

The third place prize was a porcelain plate, which was larger than the daily plates and more like a large fruit plate.

In terms of size, it is smaller and shallower than the second one. This one is a large plate with pictures on both sides. The front side is the Peach Banquet, and the back side is a fairyland pavilion, which is full of fairy spirit.

The third place was also very satisfied. This porcelain was like a gathering of gods. He wanted to pass it down to his future children and grandchildren as a family heirloom. Let's just say that the young man in his twenties didn't have a wife yet, so he was thinking far ahead.

The several winning riders were very satisfied and held up their prizes to show the onlookers. Everyone cheered for them enviously, shouted slogans, and celebrated with singing and dancing.

After a lively moment, the second game was ready.