The morning light gradually rises, and the red sunlight penetrates the thin mist and shines on the vast oasis, sprinkling warmth all over the ground.

The cold air disperses bit by bit, the cold dew rolls down the dead leaves, and the wolf smoke with a desolate feeling curles up, leaving endless poetry on the blue sky like ink.

The black balls were flying and jumping on the withered grass. A group of men in yellow uniforms chased and fought hard around the balls, and fierce shouts came one after another. Two girls in long-haired white clothes were bathed in the morning light, standing by the poplar forest and cheering excitedly, not laughing happily.

Two big mastiffs, one white and one black, stood side by side, ready to go, ready to join the ranks of competition at any time. A black wolfdog was impatient and rushed into the crowd happily, but was kicked away and ran away in a panic scream.

"A Fei, how dare you hurt me Black Panther?" Buyi shouted sternly.

"When the beast dares to come over again, I will kick it to death." Wei Fei ran wildly and shouted, "Fang Xiaoer, if you can't kick the ball, you will kick someone. If you let him break through easily, you will go down."

Ximen Chen was driving the ball and breaking through, and Fang Xiaoer was defending. When he heard Wei Fei's roar, Fang Xiaoer flew on the ground without hesitation and threw the ball to the ground.

"Violation! Violation!" Galan was behind Ximen Chen and immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Freeze, free throw!"

Wei Fei rushed over and shot hard at the ball. The ball soared into the sky, flew through the sky, and flew straight under Xie Qing's feet.

"A Fei, the child violates the rules, this ball belongs to us." Jia Lan shouted angrily at Wei Fei.

"Get out!" Wei Fei pushed Galan away and ran away, "Big guys, come on together, hurry, hurry!"

Traveling west, Fu Duanyi, Chu Yue, Yang Hu and a group of Hebei prisoners screamed and attacked the goal in the distance like crazy.

When the Tianma Shishi soldiers saw that the situation was wrong, they could not even argue and rush back and defended.

Xie Qing ran wildly for several steps, passing Yang Hu straight, and Yang Hu didn't stick to the ball, and then passed Chu Yue. Chu Yue ran at high speed. Seeing that Wei Fei had approached the goal, he raised his foot and shot. The ball flew into the air, crossed the heads of several people, and then fell down. Wei Fei happened to arrive and shot angrily in the air. The ball entered.

"Okay!" Su Luo, who was outside the court, clapped his hands and cheered, cheering continuously. Blizzard and Nightmare raised their heads and roared, cheering for help.

Jialan rushed to Jiangduhou like anger, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Big thief, are you blind? Didn't you see a child overturning Ximen? This ball doesn't count!"

Jiang Du Houli ignored him, raised the red flag in his hand high, and danced hard.

The goal was valid. Wei Fei and others cheered with high fives, Chu Yue's whistle sharply, and Fu Duanyi even gave Jiang Duhou a thumbs up. Brother, this penalty is very fair.

Jialan became more and more angry. He grabbed the red flag from Jiangduhou's hand and smashed it hard to the ground. He stomped several feet and shouted in anger, "Pickled! Stupid! This ball doesn't count!"

Buyi, Yang Yuan and other Tianma garrison soldiers surrounded him and shouted evilly.

Jiang Duhou was furious, "My mother, how dare you insult us! You are looking for death!" He swung his big fist and punched Galan in the face. Galan tilted his head and hit his shoulder blade. "Get out! Go down immediately!" Jiang Duhou shook his hand, pulled out another small red flag from his belt behind him, pointed at Galan and shouted, "Send off! Resolutely send off!"

"Xiong Ba, you fool, send off Galan, why are we playing? We have already lost two goals." Buyi angrily attacked his heart and screamed at the top of his throat.

"Just, we must be fair." Jiang Duhou patted his chest hard, with a serious expression of impartial law enforcement.

"Secretary Shu, we lost, Tianma Shu lost face, where are you going to put your face?" Yang Yuan was so angry that he mocked angrily.

"And we, when we go on the court, we will be able to show our power." Jiang Duhou stared at Jialan with anger on his face and curled his lips disdainfully, "You have eaten too much wind and sand in Tulunchuan, and your skills have been greatly reduced. You are like this, and you are still planning to show off your skills on the court? Don't be embarrassed, get out as soon as possible, so as not to be trampled to death."

Galan laughed in anger, "Your internal injuries have not healed, so if you want to die, go on the field and play." After that, he turned around and left, too lazy to vomit with him.

Before Galan had finished, someone could not wait to rush up. It was Asina Hebao, "I'll come, I'll do it, why don't Cuju call me? I like to play this the most. Do you have any bets? How much bets?"

Galan rolled her eyes at him, shook her head, ignored him, and took care of herself.

"Hu'er, do you have a Cuju?" Jiang Duhou's eyes glared, "Don't play with us, otherwise you will be full of blooming faces."

"What's this? Those who have two legs can Cuju." Asana Hebao glanced at him contemptuously, "Do you have a bet? If you don't bet, I won't play. It's better to go back to the bill and go to bed."

"Gambling, of course, gamble, not gamble, and why not play Cuju?" Jiang Duhou narrowed his eyes and laughed.

Buyi, Yang Yuan and others understood it. Fu Duanyi, Xixing and others, standing around, gave a wink to each other and returned to their halftime with a laugh.

"Can you Cju?" Buyi said deliberately, "You can hit Polo balls. We believe that as long as the Western Tu people can ride horses, they can hit more or less, but the Cuju in Dongtu and the Polo ball in Xitu are completely different. One depends on foot skills and the other depends on horse skills. The wind and horses are not in harmony. If you don't know Cuju, we will lose the bet in vain. Brothers will not forgive you."

Asina He Bao sneered and waved his hand with great enthusiasm, "I will lose, but I will win, and I will see you."

"Good man!" Buyi praised loudly, "I deserve to be the number one thief in the northwest."

Yang Yuan, Ximen Chen and others immediately applauded and cheered in unison.

"Start up! Start up!" Jiang Duhou blew a big horn, "The bet remains unchanged, and the bet will be swept up again!"

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Galan walked to the edge of the poplar forest, and Blizzard and Nightmare followed each other, without paying attention to a large group of fools fighting for a black ball.

Pianpian hurriedly met and handed her sweat towel. Galan's face was gloomy and she was still angry. While wiping her sweat, she looked at the scene of "fighting" on the field in anger.

Suro came over and asked strangely, "Why don't you kick me anymore? Have you admitted defeat?"

Galan glanced at her and said in a depressed mood, "I violated the rules and was sent off."

Su Luo was even more puzzled, "Why did the eldest brother violate the rules?"

"That black-faced fool dared to openly protect the other party, which is outrageous! I called him a fool, and he immediately took revenge and even sent me off."

Su Luo laughed, "It turns out that my eldest brother is so angry..."

Galan was speechless in disappointment.

"Brother, you play Polo well." Sulu comforted, "The Cuju in Dongtu is far inferior to the Polo in our Westerntu, so it's better not to play."

"Cuju is Cuju, and Polo ball is Polo ball. Each has its own characteristics. How can there be a distinction between good and bad?"

"Cuju is running and hitting the ball, and the Polo ball is riding a horse. How can the intensity of Cuju be compared with the Polo ball?" Suro was very dissatisfied, "This is like fighting. Can the infantry beat the horse army?"

Galan is in a bad mood and doesn't want to say more.

Su Luo smirked and deliberately angered him, "But, in my opinion, those Dongtu people are indeed better than you."

"After staying in Tulunchuan for a long time, the skills of Cuju are abandoned." Jialan was unwilling to give in. "The skills of Cuju are like martial arts. You must practice diligently, otherwise you will inevitably regress. In comparison, Polo balls are more important to horse skills. The Western natives make a living by riding horses and have unique advantages. It is natural to play Polo balls well. If the Western natives can master the extreme of Cuju in Dongtu and defeat the Dongtu people in Cuju, that is the real skill."

"Brother is also a Western native." Su Luo smiled, "With my current Cuju skills, I'm afraid I can't defeat the Eastern natives on Cuju, right?"

Galan told her that she was "weak" and looked embarrassed and said nothing.

"Oh..." Pianpian, who was following the stadium, suddenly screamed, "No, they rushed over..."

"Cut him down, knock him down!" Galan shouted loudly in a hurry, but with cheers coming from the court, the ball entered and Xie Qing kicked the ball into the goal.

"Silly! A bunch of stupid people!" Jialan was so angry that she was so angry that she threw the sweat towel to the ground, pointing at Huohuo, Buyi and others to curse, "When you kill someone, you don't blink, but when you arrive on the court, you are like girls. Do you know how to play football, can't you kick people? Knock down, knock down, I told you to knock him down, can't you hear it? Is cow dung stuffed in your ears?"

Sulu and Pianpian looked at Galan in a rage and were stunned. Is this the legendary figure who existed like a god in their minds?

On the court, the two sides fought harder. Ashina He Bao worked hard, running back and forth, sweating profusely, but unfortunately his skills were too poor, so he could only follow him and couldn't even touch the side of the ball. Xie Qing's skills were outstanding, and he repeatedly penetrated into the enemy's heart like a sharp knife, making him fatal blow.

At first, Galan was still yelling outside the court, directing offense and defense. However, the Tianma garrison was not as good as others. He was suppressed by the opponent and lost three goals in a row. Galan was heartbroken and could not even scold him. He held his head and looked at the black ball rolling into the goal net again and again, looking depressed.

"Brother, Cuju is just a joke, just be happy for everyone." Su Luo stood beside him and advised, "Didn't you be happy with Brother Firefox?"

"He's a fool." Jialan cursed angrily, "The goal is useless. If you keep playing, he will lose everything."

"Are you betting on the ball?" Suro asked in surprise.

"Who will kick if you don't bet?" Galan took it for granted.

"Then why don't you stop Brother Firefox?" Su Luo said anxiously, "His Cuju skills are too poor, and he can't even touch the wisp. Going up is not a play, but a loss of money."

"He went up just to lose money." Galan said disapprovingly, "Do you really think he is a fool? His name is Firefox. The fox among the foxes is extremely cunning, so you must not be confused by his enthusiasm and chivalrousness, and not be deceived by the honest smile on his face."

"Then why did he give money to others?" Su Luo was puzzled.

"Because he wanted to go to Middle Earth and Chang'an, and he was a Turkic person, he couldn't even speak Dongtu dialect." Jialan pointed to the court, "If he could be accepted by these people and become the brother of these people, he could be like a fish in Middle Earth and be proud of his spring breeze."

Su Luo suddenly realized, his eyes were filled with contemplative expressions, and then his eyes lit up, as if he had found the answer.

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A team of Great Sui guards came in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Chengzhi dismounted from afar, and surrounded by several guards, he strided towards Galan.

"Brother Chengzhi came early." Jialan smiled while greeting him, "Did you smell the fragrance of dog meat in my camp?"

"Then you're welcome, I'll bother the coach." Jiang Chengzhi bowed as a courtesy.

"What's the war in Qiang City?"

"A Chai's troops threatened and did not launch an attack."

Galan smiled, a trace of contempt flashed through her eyes.

"Is there any news from Yingyang Mansion?"

"No." Jiang Chengzhi said, "I sent someone to Huqiang City to inquire. There was no news that the Tianma garrison fled to Dongwan from Yingyang Mansion."

Jialan sneered, the Tianma Shushang disappeared like this, okay, you are ruthless, don’t blame me for being unrighteous.

"The Laolang Mansion has ordered a Boluo ball competition in the winter nest. All ethnic groups in the Western Tu can form a team to participate. The reward is generous, and the winner can also receive an additional sweat-blooded BMW." Jiang Chengzhi said with great enthusiasm, "Guide, we will also participate this time, just like in the West Sea, sweeping the Western Tu captives."

"Okay!" Galan agreed with a sigh, "Kill him, "She is like a fallen flower."

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Notes:

Cuju:

Cuju (cu/ju), first published in "Records of the Grand Historian? Biography of Su Qin", originated in Linzi, the former capital of Qi State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was the most prosperous during the Tang and Song dynasties, and often saw the scenes of "the ball never falls all day long", "the ball never leaves the ball, the ball never leaves the ball, the courtyard is watching, and thousands of people admire it".

In the Han Dynasty, someone wrote a "Twenty-Five Chapters of Cuju", which was the earliest professional sports book in my country and the first professional sports book in the world. When Ban Gu wrote "Han Shu? Yiwenzhi", he listed "Twenty-Five Chapters of Cuju" as a military book, which belongs to the military skills category for military training, but unfortunately it was lost later.

The Tang Dynasty was a period of change in Cuju. Compared with the previous era, there were changes and developments in terms of popularity, balls, goals, gameplay, etc. This was first reflected in the production of the sphere.

Before the Tang Dynasty, Ju was solid, made of leather, and filled with hair and other objects in the middle. In the Tang Dynasty, there were two major improvements in the ball making process: one was to change the ball shell synthesized with two pieces of leather to sew it into a round ball shell with eight pointed skins. The shape of the ball was rounder. The second was to change the hair plugged into the ball shell to put an animal urine bubble, "shushing and blowing it" to become an inflatable ball.

The balloons of the Tang Dynasty were made like this: select good skins, and then they were soaked, burned, and removed hair and fat to make them soft and strong skins. Then they were cut into a perfect triangle, usually eight pieces. Then they were stitched and inflated. When the air was filled, the air was filled and the air was round and solid. The balloon was the first invention in my country in the world, three or four hundred years earlier than the West.

The changes in the ball brought about changes in the method of kicking and the court. Before the Tang Dynasty, the ball was solid and could not be played too high, so the goal was very short. The so-called "passing the ground into the Jushi" means this. The ball in the Tang Dynasty became hollow and inflatable and had good elasticity, so the goal was set on two three-meter-high bamboo poles, called the network as the goal to achieve the goal. This goal was passed until the Song and Yuan dynasties.

In terms of football playing methods, there are three forms: direct confrontation, indirect confrontation and white-fighting. In the Han Dynasty, it was direct confrontation between the team members. The physical contact between the two sides was like fighting. In the Tang Dynasty, the team competition was no longer direct confrontation, but was separated by the goal, and both sides were on one side. The shot "the more people win" was shot, which was indirect confrontation. Because the ball was lighter and there was no fierce running and competition, women's football began to have. Women's football kicks without the goal. The way of playing Cuju is to play high and play tricks is called "white-fighting".

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