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你觉得,那位壮汉应该能把那头牛好好“推倒”一番。光这别扭的说法,就惹得弟兄们发笑,那位壮汉却恭敬地鞠了一躬。
“我很荣幸,长官。”
他卷起袖子,走进田里,跨过一摊摊牛粪,像商人跨过路边的流浪汉。牛转头看他,神情颇为好奇。那位壮汉点点头。
“没错,我这就来。”
这话又添了几分歧义。任凭身后笑声不断,那位壮汉直冲向牛。起初,他只是顶在牛肚旁,绷紧肌肉,呼哧喘气。看他毫无进展,弟兄们笑得更厉害,可牛一旦开始沿着泥草滑动,笑声便迅速止住。那位壮汉一声暴吼,猛然发力,牛带着一声困惑的哞叫,侧翻在地。
另一名弟兄站在原地,惊得张大了嘴。
"只是个玩笑……我没想到真有人能办到……"
战团爆发出欢呼,为壮汉这惊人的本事喝彩!

你话还没说完,自负的弟兄就拍着胸膛站了出来。
“我要放倒那头小破牛!”
你提醒他,战团跟牛无冤无仇,这不过是找个乐子。他双拳叉腰,胳膊支得像帐篷架。
"胡说。弟兄们笑我,觉得不可能,可我今天偏要让所有人看清,他们错得有多离谱!"
这位自信十足的佣兵迈进田里,第一脚便踩上牛粪。他歪扭着向前滑,双臂乱挥,想找回平衡,最终还是重重摔在地上。弟兄们哄堂大笑。牛扭头看了一眼,便径自走开。自负的弟兄拍打着身上。
"不过是小小失足。你们看!那头胆小牛根本不敢跟我沾边!"
一名弟兄笑着指向佣兵污秽的衣服。
"也许吧,可它倒有点东西沾到你身上了。"
狂妄的佣兵赶紧抹去衣上的屎。即使失败,他仍毫不气馁,而弟兄们已经笑得快要昏过去了。
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| Cow Tipping | ||
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| You come across a lone cow and your men want to see who can tip it over. You can choose: | ||
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While on the march, you come across a lone cow standing in a field. Not much to it: it's just a cow.
But then Randombrother sidles up next to you. He's gnawing on some broomstraw and twists it around as he talks.
"So who do you think can do it?"
You ask 'do what.' He smiles.
"Aw, sorry cap'. Didn't realize you hadn't heard. We're gonna see if someone can knock that cow over! Say, seeing as how we can only knock it over once, how about you choose which of us has a go?"

You tell the men to sort it out themselves. They quickly choose Cowtipper who, after some badgering, agrees to give it a go.
The sellsword carefully steps across the field, trying his best to avoid the cow patties. The cow itself nonchalantly looks over. It moos once before returning its short bovine attention to the grass. Snickering, the men shoo Cowtipper onward, mouthing 'do it!' and 'what are you waiting for?' Finally, standing a few feet from the cow, Cowtipper charges.
"Yaaahh!"
He storms into the cow's side and he might as well have run into a house: his feet slip out from beneath him and he goes skidding beneath the animal, a glide well-oiled by fresh shit. The company bursts out laughing.
"You can't tip a cow ya fool! They're too goddam heavy!"
Cowtipper no doubt has a new beef with these jokers, but his 'sacrifice' was worth the easy entertainment.

You tell the men to sort it out themselves. They quickly choose Cowtipper. The sellsword carefully steps across the field, trying his best to avoid the cow patties. The cow itself nonchalantly looks over and moos once before returning its attention to the grass. Snickering, the men shoo Cowtipper onward, mouthing 'do it!' and 'hurry now!'. Finally, standing a few feet from the cow, Cowtipper charges forward.
"Yaaahh!"
The scream spooks the cow. She dips her withers and kicks, catching Cowtipper with a bit of hooved heel. He violently spins on his feet and twists right into the grass. The men laugh for a moment, then realize it's serious. As the cow moos and trots away, the sellsword is 'rescued.' Though badly hurt, he'll survive this near-bovine homicide.

You figure the strong and burly Strong强壮 could give the cow a good tipping. Your awkward wording alone has the men laughing, but Strong强壮 respectfully bows.
"I am honored, sir."
He rolls up his sleeves and strolls across the field, striding over cow patties like a merchant stepping over the homeless. The cow looks over, raising a curious eyebrow. Strong强壮 nods.
"That's right, I'm coming."
More phrasing issues abound. Despite the laughter of the company, Strong强壮 charges the cow. At first, he simply presses against its side, muscled and heaving with breath. The men laugh as his efforts get him nowhere, but they quickly quiet down when the cow slides across the mud and grass. With a mighty roar, Strong强壮 surges forward and the cow goes falling sideways with a confused moo.
Otherbrother stands there, slackjawed.
"It was a joke... I didn't think it was actually possible..."
The company erupts in cheers for the strong man's incredible feat!

Before you can even finish your sentence, Cocky自负 beats his chest and steps forward.
"I will fell that petty cow!"
You remind him that the company has no beef with the bovine creature and that this is all for fun and games. He stands there, arms tent-poled with his fists at his hips.
"Nonsense. The company laughs and thinks this an impossibility, but I'm here to show them all just how wrong they are!"
The cocksure sellsword steps into the field and immediately cuts his boot across a cow patty. He sidewinders forward, arms flailing for balance, but it's all for naught as he slams to the ground. The men burst into laughter. The cow glances over before simply walking off. Cocky自负 cleans himself up.
"A minor misstep. But look! The cowardly cattle wants no part of me!"
Otherbrother laughs and points at the sellsword's stained garb.
"Maybe, but it looks like you got a little part of her."
The cocky sellsword quickly swipes the shite off his shirt. Despite the failure, he is undeterred and the men are almost passing out they're laughing so hard.



