Livestreaming the Hunt

"Galiban?"

Uncle Slan and Bayar looked at each other, and said a name in unison.

"It's called Galiban?"

Wang Kui's eyelids twitched, and a look of interest appeared on his face, "If I remember correctly, Galiban means lightning and flashing in Mongolian. This horse is fast?"

"Soon, it will be 6 years old, and it has already reached its peak. Whether it is strength, speed, or endurance, it is the best among the group of horses in the same period. It's a pity..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Silan shook his head and said: "Galiban has a stubborn personality and a bad temper. This is a common problem of crossbred horses. Therefore, when he was 2.5 years old, there were not many people in the field who could train him. Even Baya I was also thrown by him a few times..."

"Galiban is a good horse. I also fell in love with it before, but this horse has a strong personality. Brother, you should change to another..."

Bayar also persuaded from the side.

Qikou means that the livestock is full of teeth, which means that the horse has grown up. The age of a horse from 5 to 15 years old is the peak period of work in its life.

This is one of the reasons why Wang Kui likes it.

Second, when he stepped into the racecourse, some of the horses subconsciously lowered their heads or took two steps back, indicating that they were weak in character and did not dare to bully others.

You should know that if a person has been in a certain profession for a long time, he will develop the aura of this profession, such as a policeman or a butcher.

As a hunter, Wang Kui has already tasted like a top predator in his bones.

Not only was Galiban not afraid, but he raised his legs to resist, and Uncle Silan said that it had a violent personality, so Wang Kui liked it even more.

This is not to show off how strong he is.

But for this hunting trip, they have to face the attack of prairie wolves and may be blocked by poachers. If the horses are not brave, they will be afraid of wolves and run away when they see people.

How do you bet on this hunting?

Ancient war horses had to cover their eyes and ears when fighting, why?

I was afraid that when the war started, I would be frightened by the interference of the soldiers shouting to kill. A ferocious war horse is not only not afraid of swords, swords, blood roars, but also becomes more courageous as it fights, and even helps its master to kick and bite the enemy.

Therefore, what Wang Kui wants is this kind of stubborn temper that can bluff!

"Don't change it, let it be! I'll give it a try..."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Uncle Silan asked the herdsman who was watching the horse farm to bring the harness and put it on.

When the water friends saw Galiban, they were also very greedy!

This Mongolian three-river mixed-breed horse has a body length and height of 1.6 meters and a weight of more than 400 kilograms. It is far taller than ordinary Mongolian horses, but it is not as bulky as those horses responsible for carrying goods. Back and legs The muscles on the chest are raised just right, like a leopard in the cat family, with both flexibility and explosiveness.

The whole body is covered in brown-black horse hair, shiny with oil, long neck, black eyes the size of copper bells, smooth black mane and ponytail, just flick it lightly, like a black lightning in front of your eyes, extremely chic!

It can be said that the sharp edge is thin, the ears are thick, and the wind enters the four hooves!

When the herdsman put on the harness, Galiban even turned his head to resist. If someone hadn't strangled the horse's neck with a harness, it would have been hard for him to subdue it.

[I feel that this brother Ma seems to have a bad temper! Can Lao Kui really control it? 】

【It's hard to say, I've never seen Lao Kui riding a horse! 】

【If Lao Kui rode a Galiban, would he change from infantry to cavalry? 】

[Still infantry look good! 】

[Lao Kui may not be able to tame a military horse weighing more than 400 kilograms! 】

...

It was almost noon, and the office workers had time to take advantage of this break to sneak into the live broadcast room. Seven or eight thousand people had already gathered!

Everyone had a heated discussion around whether Wang Kui could tame this fierce horse.

see.

Zhao Zhongheng immediately used his mobile phone to enter the backstage of the broadcast and started the fish ball quiz.

Many people bet one after another, and most of them bet on "can't", but at this time, 100,000 fish balls suddenly appeared on the "can" option.

CE: [All of my wealth, bet on Lao Kui to death! 】

Wang Kui ignored the barrage, he is now fully focused on this steed.

At this time, Galiban had already put on the reins, black leather saddle, and stirrups, and the herdsman was pulling the reins and was taking it outside the racecourse.

Zhao Zhongheng raised the drone at this moment.

"Little brother, be careful..."

The herdsman reminded him and handed the reins to Wang Kui.

After taking the rope, he first patted Galiban's neck, curled his mouth, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, exerted force on his waist and hips, and rolled up with a "hula".

"Yu! Yu Yu——!"

Galiban felt someone coming up, and instantly raised his front hoof.

When the center of gravity shifted, Wang Kui leaned back directly.

What a beast!

The next moment, he grasped the rein with both hands, his face turned ruthless, and he exerted force with the stirrups, his waist and hips contracted, and the five inner thighs were retracted: long, short, adductor magnus, gracilis, and pubic muscle, like a hydraulic cylinder In general, a strong collapse force erupts!

Reflected outside the skin, the audience only saw Lao Kui's legs pinched!

"Yu-!"

The frightening thing is that such a pinch actually pressed down two inches on the flesh of the horse's back, causing Galiban to scream in pain! !

The front hoof immediately fell down in pain!

"Good deal!"

Uncle Silan's eyes lit up.

It is said that Mongolia is a nation on horseback. No one understands the importance of footwork better than them. The stronger the thighs, the more stable the body!

When the plan failed, Galiban started kicking his heels again, shaking his neck wildly, his whole body, like a mad bull in a bullring, trying to throw Wang Kui off the horse.

When Bayar saw this scene, a look of fear appeared on his face, "That's how I was thrown off. If Uncle Slan hadn't caught the horse's leg at a critical moment, I would have been kicked seriously!"

Zhao Zhongheng and the audience tightened their hearts.

But Wang Kui laughed wildly, his legs clamped tightly on the horse's back, his body was like a swallow, his buttocks seemed to be sticky, no matter how Galiban swung him, his lower body was always like a mountain, majestic and unstoppable move.

It went on like this for a full minute.

Seeing that Galiban's range of movements became smaller, he knew that his physical strength was exhausted.

Wang Kui suddenly squeezed his thigh, "Drive!"

As a result, Galiban didn't know whether he really listened to his order, or was carried forward by him.

blah blah! blah blah!

Under the drone lens.

Blue sky and white clouds, green clusters.

Galiban was running, with flowing mane and flying ponytail, like a black streamer, quickly shuttled across the field.

Wang Kui was riding a horse, wearing a gray wizard hooded windbreaker, dark blue trousers, and a pair of black hiking boots. A black tactical strap was slanted across his chest.

Connected to the back, the black American hunting bow and quiver from the previous bear hunting were crossed and stuck on the tactical strap.

And on the right side of his waist hung a long black cowhide sheath, which was the Damascus Bowie hunting knife rewarded by the mission.

Even though Zhao Zhongheng didn't like the outdoors very much, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but his blood surged up and he was excited.

Fresh clothes and angry horses, wielding swords to the end of the world.

Which man is not envious! ?

"Yu-!"

Returning to the side of the racecourse, Wang Kui yanked the reins, and Galiban swung his front hooves in all directions, kicking up waves of dirt, like a general triumphantly returning.

In ten minutes, the strongest horse on the ranch, the Mongolian Thunderbolt, was really tamed by him! !

[Fuck! Watching Lao Kui ride a horse is so cool! 】

[It's a pity that my fish balls are gone! 】

[Awesome! This outdoor anchor is really comfortable to watch. His mother opened the door for Comfort, so comfortable that he is at home! ! 】

At this time, Wang Kui was already having fun, and he didn't care about the live broadcast at all, and shouted at Zhao Zhongheng, "Come on!"

liquor?

Where is the wine?

Unexpectedly, Uncle Silan next to him untied an animal skin wine bag directly from his waist crotch, "Go on!"

He tossed his hands.

In the middle of the air, Wang Kui grabbed the animal bag, opened the lid and poured it with his head up. The white kumiss poured down his throat: "Hahaha! Have fun!"

Throw back the flagon.

He swept his right hand around his waist, and under the windbreaker, the Damascus Bowie hunting knife was out of its sheath. The blade is 16.8 inches long. On the metallic luster like mithril, there are black peacock inscription patterns shining, just like the amazing work of a knife master.

Wang Kui touched the blade with two fingers of his left hand, and swept it from bottom to top.

"Weng~~Feng!"

Pointing at the tip of the knife, there was a metallic beep!

Great knife!

next moment.

With a flick of his right hand, Wang Kui spun the saber flower in the air, stabbed the hunting knife out, and laughed arrogantly: "Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming of returning to the company of blowing horns!"

For a while! !

The audience was stunned!

Zhao Zhongheng was also stunned!

No one does not remember Xin Qiji's famous poem handed down from generation to generation. Many college candidates even vomited in Chinese class, but when Lao Kui yelled it out with his magnetic rough voice, he was inexplicably passionate! !

Soon, Zhao Zhongheng came to his senses, and immediately released an ancient song from the backstage of the director, which was Uncle Long's version of "Beautiful Myth"!

With the ancient rhyme and beautiful piano sound popping up.

"Brother understands me!!"

Wang Kui licked his lips, the alcohol was in his blood, his pupils were excited, and he flicked the reins: "Eight hundred miles of fire under the command, fifty strings of sound outside the frontier, autumn soldiers on the battlefield!"

"drive!"

With an order, Galiban ran across the grass.

As soon as the hunting bow was untied, Wang Kui looked up at the sky:

"The horse made by Lu Feikuai, the bow is like a thunderbolt!"

"Fix the affairs of the king and the world, and win the fame before and after life!"

Look at this boy.

Vigorous.

Indulge in youth!

Uncle Silan touched his long beard with a smile, and sighed: "It's a pity that it happened for nothing..."

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