In the camp, the junior general sprang up and swept down the pole. The mahogany ball was picked precisely.

Everyone was foolish to see this. The young general didn't know how to play polo, but he never really started.

The red ball landed on the ground, and then did not wait for people to respond. The teenager suddenly moved the reins, clamped his legs, and the horse rushed out. At the same time, the momentum of the superiors and subordinates around the teenager also rose in the instant of rushing out, and a momentum of killing and overwhelming surged away.

It's like a second ago, people on horseback are harmless...