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Chapter 1274

Then, Procris felt his racecar suddenly swinging to the outside. He heard a loud bang, and the violent vibration almost caused him to fall off his racecar. Fortunately, he held on to the reins.

The Gaul cursed angrily beside him. His racecar had collided with his opponent's racecar.

All the racers wanted to regain their leading position at the turn, so they sped up and attempted to overtake the racecar from the outside. The eight racecars were almost squeezed together, and many collisions occurred.

Such an exciting scene caused the spectators to gasp in surprise, and at the same time, their enthusiasm to watch the race increased. Their cheers grew louder and louder.

Unlike a certain epic movie in his past life, where racecars had saws on their axles that could damage other racers' racecars, such cheating was not allowed in the Greek Games. Racecars had to go through strict inspection before they were allowed to enter the venue. This was even more so in the Diónia Games. Bad behavior such as hitting an opponent with a whip would only result in a forfeit. Therefore, this collision between the racecars did not result in a tragic crash, but it did affect the speed of the racecars.

Just as Procris' racecar slowed down due to the collision, another racecar quickly overtook it from the outside and rushed to the front.

The racecar was shining with a golden light. The driver was tanned, and his clothes were also shining with the same golden light. The four black horses were also equipped with gorgeous headdresses, making the entire racecar look magnificent. It turned out that this was a racecar from Egypt. He was not a slave like the Greek racecars, but a minor Egyptian nobleman who specialized in driving for the heir to the Pharaoh, Jeho. Jeho had sent him to the race to curry favor with Diónia, and to show Diónia and the other cities of the Mediterranean Sea the ability and image of Egypt.

However, when the race began, the Egyptian emissary delegation led by Jeho still had not reached Turií. This disappointed the Egyptian racecar, but it did not affect his performance in the race. Although he was lagging behind at the start, he was not overly anxious. Unlike the other racers, he did not accelerate at the turn. Instead, he calmly drove his racecar to the outermost edge. With his superb driving skills, not only did he not lose time due to the detour, he even took advantage of the other racecars colliding with each other to rush to the front.

Seeing this, the Gaul racer panicked. He whipped his horse, trying to get his car to catch up. In the end, it collided with the cars on the outside, and the Bruti racer cursed.

Prokris was still rather calm. He did not wave his whip, but shook the reins lightly. At the same time, he whistled and shouted, "Effela! Run, run! "

According to Coach Procris, "Adding mares to the horses pulling the racecar might slow them down a little, but it can ensure the stability of the racecar. At the same time, it can stimulate the horses to compete with each other and speed up the horses at critical moments." Procris accepted his suggestion, and in the end, he realized that the results were very good during the training. In the end, the mare named Effylla even became the stabilizer of the entire race car.

At this moment, the clever young mare seemed to understand the meaning of her master. She neighed a few times and directly moved forward. The three young stallions also followed closely behind her and exerted their strength. Prokris's car instantly accelerated and broke away from the crowded racecar pile. If the horse's running had been slightly off course, it might have collided with the anxious Gaul racecar next to it.

A moment later, the racecars on the field were divided again. The Egyptian racecar charged in front, followed by Prokris, Gaul, Bruti, and Thebes, while Cyrenaica and West Numibia were slightly behind... Everyone was chasing each other, each showing their abilities, stirring up clouds of dust. The scene was very intense.

The cheers of the audience continued to be explosive.

Although the Dionysian engineers had used a method of mixing fine sand and clay to lay out the race track, it was still impossible to prevent dust from flying into the air. Procris, who was following closely behind the Egyptian racer, naturally tasted the pain of eating dust. Through the fog of dust, he saw the staff on the middle ridge platform picking up the iron hook and hooking one of the silver dolphin statues erected high in the row. His heart skipped a beat: it was already one lap.

He immediately focused because in front of these dolphins was the stone pillar that had to turn.

He saw the Egyptian racecar in front of him sticking close to the middle ridge line, obviously intending to hold the inner circle. He turned his head to look to the side and saw that no other racecar had caught up, so he did not hesitate to pull the reins to the outside while whistling urgently.

The four horses immediately rushed to the outer circle, still maintaining high speed when turning. Due to inertia, Prokris's car once again swung outward and tilted to the right, looking like it was about to overturn.

The nearby audience cried out in concern.

However, Prokris did not panic. He grabbed the reins, stood firmly on his legs, and controlled his center of gravity. The car's left wheel was suspended in the air, and only after the right wheel rolled for a moment did the left wheel land safely...

The Diónia audience breathed a huge sigh of relief, followed by thunderous cheers for Prokris's wonderful performance.

This was the fast cornering technique that Prokris had been practicing for the past two years. Successfully displaying it in a real race also doubled his confidence. He shouted excitedly, "Good job, Eftera! Good job, lads! "

The four horses responded with a high-pitched neigh. Their four hooves ran even more vigorously, dragging the car and giving chase.

The Egyptian racecar saw that Prokris had caught up to his side and felt a little nervous. He immediately waved his whip and shouted, "Brace! Brace! … "

The racecars learned their lesson and tried to widen the gap between them when turning, but tragedy still happened.

The Macedonian racecar, who was lagging behind, was eager to catch up. He still maintained high speed when turning, but he did not have the superb driving skills of Prokris. After the collision with the Western Numibian racecar in front, the car overturned and the racecar driver was thrown out...

The audience cried out in alarm.

The paramedics immediately ran to the scene of the accident, lifted the injured racecar driver on a stretcher, and led the car to the exit of the venue. Fortunately, the Macedonian racecar was the last to arrive, so all the clean-up work was relatively quick and did not affect the race.

The doctor arrived quickly and carefully examined the racecar driver's injuries. He found that apart from a dislocated arm, head concussion, and a little faint, there were no external injuries. He was considered lucky.

Of course, this was also related to some safety measures adopted by the Diónia Games for racing. The racing referee team of the Diónia Games required the racecars to wear helmets with soft cotton lining, as well as thick leather jackets and trousers. They even reduced the starting point to avoid collisions due to too many cars in the race... Even so, accidents still occurred. Racing was indeed the most dangerous event in the games.

Disgrace, this was a disgrace to Macedonia! In the VIP seats, Prince Fili of Macedonia was furious.

The Macedonian ambassador next to him comforted him. "You don't have to be angry. Although Macedonia is rich in horses, people like to ride horses and rarely drive cars. Furthermore, he has never participated in any racing competitions before (the native Greek city-states see Macedonia as barbarians and do not allow them to participate in the various games in Greece). He has no racing experience at all. He only signed up for this event because of Diónia's hospitality. It is inevitable that he would suffer such a failure. "

Fili obviously could not accept such an explanation. He said sternly, "Since he has participated in the competition, he must have the ambition to win! If he has no experience, he can learn from those who have. Seize the time to train! Diónia sent out the invitation letter a year ago. What has he been doing for the past year? His performance in the race is so clumsy, causing the spectators to look down on us. How can we accept this! "

The Macedonian ambassador was a little embarrassed. His face darkened and he simply ignored Fili. He stared at the race and thought to himself, "Although you are a prince, you do not have any rights. You have come to Diónia without permission and have already caused me a lot of trouble. Now, you actually dare to yell at me. You really don't know what's good for you!"

The Macedonian ambassador's disdainful attitude made Fili clench his teeth. Although he was young, he was more experienced in the ways of the world. He knew very well why the other party dared to do this. It was not only because he was insignificant in Macedonia. Even his elder brother, King Berdicas of Macedonia, did not have much influence in the country. Most of the power was controlled by Ptolemy and a few other ministers. He even suspected that if it were not for the support of Diónia, the shameless Ptolemy, who claimed to be "Berdicas and his stepfather", would have long usurped the throne. The royal power in the country had declined, and in the eyes of many city-states and countries, Macedonia was a poor and backward country. Compared to the neighboring Kingdom of Diónia and the Thessaly region, it was a world of difference.

The main reason why Fili secretly came to Diónia was not to watch the sports meet. Instead, he wanted to find out the real reason why a small city-state like Diónia had become such a powerful kingdom in just a short period of 20 to 30 years. However, the population of Turín was so huge that he was just a drop in the ocean. Moreover, no one paid any attention to him. He was shocked by the prosperity of this huge city. Lacking administrative experience, he could not see through this prosperity and see the real secret that caused this prosperity.

Sometimes, he could not help but feel depressed. Was the Macedonian royal family going to be under the protection of Diónia forever?! Could it be that Macedonia would never be able to create miracles like Diónia?!

… …

The race was still intense. Two laps, three laps, four laps … The first two racers were always the Egyptian and Turín racers. The two racers were closely chasing each other, and the gap between them was at most a horse's body length. The third to fifth positions were constantly changing. Sometimes it was Gaul, sometimes it was Bruti, and sometimes it was Corinth … They were chasing each other, and it was very lively. The audience outside the stadium cheered.