After all, racehorses had their limits. A rapid sprint would cause lactic acid to build up quickly and leave them weak.
But the riders behind him had already begun using their whips before the third turn, gradually accelerating. They were clearly much faster now.
Of course, they would not make their horses sprint all at once. They were merely adjusting their pace, but to avoid losing speed later, they would probably launch their sprints later as well.
By the end of the fourth turn, Ogura Asahi still held a lead of more than ten lengths over second place.
The moment he entered the straight, he leaned forward and shouted, "Pick up the pace a little!"
Puff—!!
Steam rolled off Bay Romance's body, sweat soaking most of its mane as it panted heavily through its nostrils. Yet upon hearing him, it still did its best to accelerate a little more.
Even if it was not a horse with a particularly strong finishing kick, with his weight reduction helping it, it would not be quickly caught at the end and have its lead narrowed.
Seeing that it had actually accelerated, the riders behind them panicked even more. Several of them hurriedly began whipping their horses.
400 meters, 350 meters, 300 meters...
With only 300 meters remaining, he decided to give Bay Romance a powerful boost in order to fully unleash its potential.
Ogura Asahi shouted, "After you win this time, your value will multiply several times over! Once you retire, all you'll have to do is eat grass every day and wait to breed with beautiful mares!"
"Don't you want that kind of life?! Compared to that, the little bit of feed I give you is nothing at all!!"
"Come on! One final sprint!! Give it everything you've got—all your willpower and