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Chapter 1610 Who rides what horse?(2/2)

A nearby cavalryman with some bite marks and bruises on his shoulder said dumbfounded, "I wish I had used a gun to scare it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already put away the cannon box in his hand, stepped on the stirrup, pulled the head of the stake, and quickly got on his horse.

However, before the soldiers around him could clapped their hands and applauded, the biting horse that had been so honest just now actually started jumping up and down again!

At this time, the cheers turned into exclamations, and Zhao Jinyu and Li Sui'an also subconsciously pulled out their box cannons - Wei Ran hadn't even had time to step on the stirrup!

Fortunately, although Wei Ran was also taken aback, the skills of the Metal Book Church can definitely be said to maintain quality and quantity without any secrets.

This biting horse doesn't run, let alone roll around like a donkey. It just jumps up and down, with a posture that makes it look like it won't be a horse unless it knocks the saddle off its back.

On the other hand, after Wei Ran stepped firmly, he didn't care about the people watching the excitement around him. He pulled the reins and left the persimmon tree that was about to be gnawed to death. He also seemed to be competing without hitting or scolding, let alone

He took out his gun again, holding the reins with one hand and holding the saddle with the other, allowing the biting horse to toss like crazy.

Just as he had guessed before, as more and more people watched the excitement around, the exclamations became more and more frequent.

Later, Wei Ran, who was trying not to be thrown off, even accidentally caught a glimpse of Captain Ma and a soldier wearing riding boots and holding a riding whip.

However, at this time, he didn't care to say hello to them. He just pretended that he didn't see them, let alone heard the soldiers around him shouting "Regiment Commander", and focused all his attention on controlling the horse.

Amidst the cheers and exclamations from the surrounding soldiers, the biting and wicked horse found that it could not get rid of Wei Ran after repeated tossing, and even snorted and defecated on the spot.

It swung its big tail around vigorously, with a disgusting attitude like if I can't shake it off, I'll slap your face full of shit.

This shameless behavior immediately made the onlookers around laugh. It also made Wei Ran, who was already disgraced on the horse, get slapped with horse excrement on the back of his head, and cursed and wiped the horse from his back.

He leaned over and smeared the dung on the black horse's cheeks.

"You really know who rides the same horse! These two disgusting turd balls are a perfect match for each other!"

The group leader who was watching the fun in the distance made a joke in a moderate voice, which immediately made the people around him burst into laughter. However, when Wei Ran, whose hands were full of horse dung, turned around, the man who seemed to be the group leader had already turned around and walked towards him.

Went back.

However, the horse Jintao gave him a thumbs-up gesture from a distance, and then shouted, "Wangchuan, come with me. Weiran, that broken horse is yours! Let Jinyu take you to find a place."

Wash yourself well. Also, get rid of your stinky habit of throwing shit and smearing shit."

After saying this, the soldiers around him burst into laughter again as expected.

Without getting off the bitch horse, Wei Ran wiped the horse dung on the horse's neck, which was not much, bent down and asked Zhao Jinyu, who was about to stop laughing, "Where can we take a bath?"

go?"

"Follow me"

Zhao Jinyu, who originally subconsciously wanted to help lead the horse, glanced at the dirty Wei Ran, wisely distanced himself, and led him towards a small door in the corner of the backyard that seemed to be cut out of the wall.

"You go first"

Li Sui'an, who also stood far away, said, "I'll go over to find you later."
Chapter completed!
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