Hokkaido Horse Racing Story

Then--

stand out.

Faced with Mejiro Sakuya's simple and unpretentious leading strategy, Eternal Youth and Sakai quickly gave up the chase.

The mighty Anna is already approaching from the outside.

At the first bend of Medan, there was a brief scene of three horses moving forward side by side.

next moment--

Eternal Youth moved backwards, while Mighty Anna moved forwards, and their positions were thus intertwined.

In the front, there is still that unchanging dark green color.

"Every horse ran out in a straight line. Mejiro Sakuya, who came out from the inside, took the lead. Kamui Anna took second place on the outside, followed closely by Forever Young and Joyful Time."

The game reached its climax right from the start with Larry's rhythmic commentary.

For most of the horse racing fans in the venue, it was the first time for them to witness Mejiro Sakuya running in the lead.

Although this was expected before the game, many people were still surprised by Kim Maggie's decisiveness.

"It's not good——"

Master Yahagi couldn't help but mutter as he watched the progress of the game through the big screen.

Take a defensive stance in the curves and save the most threatening attacks for the straights.

This kind of running style once made Eternal Youth win many honors in the Middle East.

But today, the familiar running style failed to become an opportunity for this veteran in the mud track to regroup.

He Wenda, riding on the Shenwei Anna saddle, rushed forward decisively and pulled himself to the position of eternal youth in one breath.

He Wenda forced the Qingchun Yongzhu, whose forward momentum had slowed down slightly, into the inner lane and continued to pull the reins without looking back.

There is one more goal.

The black deer hair attacked from the side and rear with the remaining force of aggression, while the deer hair in front showed the composure of a mature racehorse.

The force of the hooves penetrates the ground through the teeth of the horseshoes, and the sand splashed high up clearly reveals the determination of the leader.

As if declaring that Anna's attack had no effect on her, Mejiro Sakuya took the lead and stepped into the opposite straight line with a bold stride.

Facing three opponents who continued to press from behind, Jin Meiqi made the same decision as the previous main rider:

"Believe in Mejiro Sakuya's ability."

This choice completely turned the race into a brutal mud trial.

"With a thousand meters left in the race, the horses are preparing to enter the third turn. Mejiro Sakuya maintains her lead, and Kamui Anna, behind her, continues to attack. Forever Young and Happy Time are also closely following. These four horses are well ahead of the pack."

Anyone can see that this is a match with clear distinction between the strong and the weak.

however--

In this lucky yet unfortunate duel, there are four strong players on the side.

Kitano stared at the broadcast screen without saying a word, while John, who was already defeated, was cheering loudly like an ordinary horse fan.

As the sound of hooves gradually approached, my heart beat faster and faster as if in anticipation of something.

"KITANO, I bet your mare will win this race!"

Jasper yelled into his ear.

Kitano opened his mouth slightly, then quickly closed it again as if he remembered something.

He turned his head, pursed his lips and looked towards the finish line ahead.

Something is about to happen.

Suddenly, Kitano had such a premonition.

"right here."

In the latter part of the third turn, Moya keenly captured the decisive opportunity.

Thus, the long-dormant time of joy began to slowly advance.

On the other side, Sakai, unwilling to be outdone, followed closely behind.

Larry, sensing the decisive moment, subconsciously raised his voice.

"Mejiro Sakuya, who leads the field, is now entering the straight line. She hasn't lost her speed yet! She's the first to enter the straight line, with Kamui Anna in second, Joyful Time in third, and Forever Young reorganizing their attack. Beyond these three horses is the Heart of Glory!"

The showdown between strength and courage unfolded completely in the last 400 meters.

Abandoning all temptations, the four horses, determined to win the race, ran forward with all their might.

The riders also waved their whips at this time.

The first to withdraw from this cruel trial were the joyful moments of the final effort.

As Moya reluctantly pulled back the whip, the sound of hooves in front and behind seemed to fade away at that moment.

There are only two hundred meters left in the race.

"Today, today we will fight one last time."

Sakai clenched his teeth tightly, and the only things in his sight were the two racehorses in front of him.

The whip in his hand fell, but the last leg of the eternal youth that once galloped across the mud was still unable to break out.

Beneath the red and white mask, eyes burning with fighting spirit gaze at the rising sun of tomorrow.

The whips in Jin Meiqi and He Wenda's hands fell one after another, and Lumao and Hei Lumao reached the last 100 meters in the most primitive struggle.

"The two strongest men of the mud land have emerged, and now the golden apple has been thrown into the sky!"

Putting down the binoculars, Larry subconsciously pumped his fist to cheer for the two horses in this great showdown.

Just like the other 60,000 spectators at the Medan stadium at this moment.

After another collision, the mighty Anna raised her head tenaciously.

The finish line seems to be never approaching, but the legend has turned to a new chapter.

Jin Meiqi swung down another whip.

In He Wenda's desperate eyes, the deer-hair racehorse in front of him was always out of reach.

"A thrilling fight to the death, in the end, Asia's strongest prevailed!"

"Mejiro Sakuya won the game!"

"While breaking the suspense of the Eclipse Prize, Mejiro Sakuya brought the Japanese team to a perfect end to the night!"

The moment I crossed the finish line, the noise from all directions was like a bullet piercing my heart.

When I came to my senses, John and Jasper clapped their hands on both sides at the same time.

"You damn lucky guy wins!"

The two racehorses stopped one after the other, panting, and looked at each other at some point.

Raising her neck, Shenwei Anna's flaring nostrils seemed to be spewing out unwillingness.

Mejiro Sakuya shook her ears, making even shorter "puff" sounds.

Then, he used the tip of his wet nose to arch towards the rider's outstretched palm.

I cut down some content a bit and compressed the game into one chapter.

The update was postponed.

Chapter 193 Meidan's Fireworks Festival

"It's over—"

It took quite a bit of effort to finally break free from the gap between the two people who had inexplicably come to celebrate with him.

Rubbing his still aching shoulder, Kitano quickly walked towards the trainer who was dancing in the crowd.

"We've already won, so please calm down a bit."

Congratulations came one after another from all around, mixed with some kind reminders to Huangshan who was overly excited.

Kitano was about to speak when he was immediately drowned out by more congratulations.

The noise subsided a little, and the few people in the camp finally gathered in front of the track entrance.

Among the horse racing fans who noticed this scene, in addition to simple words of congratulations, there was also a lot of surprise.

In the world of horse racing, quantity and strength are generally not directly linked.

But most of the time, the winner of the game is the one with "more".

Stronger funds, more experience, and more favored horses.

Of course, there are more support staff and faction relations.

but--

Occasionally, stories like today's will still appear.

After a hot day, the applause at this moment makes people feel strangely comfortable.

Kitano smiled and waved towards the stands, then repeated the same gesture towards the camera.

The female rider on horseback had tears in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

She saluted again and again in the direction of the stands, her fingertips gently stroking the deer-haired horse's neck.

"Great job, good girl."

It seems that he is a little confused by the unfamiliar language, or perhaps he is already accustomed to hearing praises.

Mejiro Sakuya just shook her ears nonchalantly.

Then, as if to deliberately do something naughty, he used his muddy head to push towards Ogawa Katsu who was approaching with a leash.

The bright red vest on the boy's chest was instantly covered with large patches of mud.

Even so, he still had a big smile on his face.

"That's great, Sakuya."

Having said that, he fastened the leash.

The few people who arrived later also touched Mejiro Sakuya's head with a smile.

As he walked towards the celebrating group, Master Yahagi displayed his usual friendliness and calmness.

"Congratulations."

The trainer from the central government took the initiative to extend his hand.

Kitano then also held his hand.

With his eyes fixed on the deer-colored horse's body, Yahagi couldn't help but sigh.

"She's really an incredible horse."

At the same time, reporters sent by the event organizer also approached the team.

After catching a glimpse of the female rider on the saddle, they seemed to breathe a silent sigh of relief.

At least the final game of the year won't result in any more interview jokes.

Facing the microphone handed to her, Jin Meiqi on the saddle behaved very restrainedly.

"It's all thanks to her. I'm just an insignificant witness to this great showdown."

The female rider smiled shyly and added in slightly awkward Japanese, "Please continue to support Mejiro Sakuya in the future!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already raised her arms high.

He lowered his hands and gently patted Mejiro Sakuya's neck on both sides.

After a while, the deer-hair horse shook its head left and right and looked around as if it had just reacted.

"It's like beating rice cakes."

Ogawa Masaru, who was holding the leash, couldn't help but smile.