Wild beast war god

"Everyone who wants to become a military formation master must learn the military chess game from an early age."

"The chessboard and chess pieces are also divided into levels. The chessboard you see belongs to the ultimate level of enlightenment, with only hundreds of types of soldiers."

"But it's already the limit for us non-formation divisions."

At this time, another fat old man pointed to the chessboard between the two old men with a smile and explained in detail.

Gong Yangying was completely confused by what she heard, and she didn't seem to be getting started yet. Then she asked blankly: "This is already making people dizzy. Is there a more complicated chessboard?"

The fat old man explained with a silly smile: "Of course, the chessboards for non-bing formation masters are all enlightenment grade, and there are battle grade, spiritual grade and emperor grade chessboards at the back, but those kind of things are all played by the military formation masters, and those of us Non-army formation divisions have little relevance.”

After hearing this, Sikong Jing understood.

Ordinary Wupin chessboards and chess pieces are the most widely circulated things. They can be made by ordinary soldiers and formation masters and can be mass-produced.

However, the number of chessboards above the Enlightenment level begins to decrease, and only high-level military formation masters can build them.

Only the military formation master can play it well.

Just when Sikong Jing's thoughts were racing, the fat old man shouted in vain: "Old He is awesome, you win."

At this time, the old man in blue shirt on one side of the chessboard had already arranged the chess pieces, and was killing the other side. The chess pieces kept falling to the ground and being taken away, and finally the other side had no power to resist.

The old man in blue shirt named Lao He laughed, his face full of excitement.

The old man in gray clothes on the other side turned red, and shouted unwillingly: "I just made a mistake, come again."

With that said, the old man in gray clothes broke up the chessboard and started a new game.

At this time, Sikong Jing looked at the situation inside the chessboard and thought with a slight frown on his face. The game was not over yet.

The old man in gray has not used up all his chess pieces, and there is still a chance to counterattack.

However, Sikong Jing naturally didn't say much when he first arrived.

There was no need for him to lose face to a bunch of leisurely old men, but he was very interested in the Soldier Killing Board. After returning to the Tyrant Chamber of Commerce, he would see if he could buy a higher-end one and see what the difference was.

Maybe it will also help in understanding the Qianyuan Soldiers and Killing Map.

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing was ready to call Gongyang Ying and Qiu Zhan to leave.

But just as he turned around, a crisp voice suddenly sounded: "Old man in gray, you haven't lost yet!"

As soon as the sound came out, Sikong Jing stopped, and the other old men also looked at the sound in surprise.

I don't know when I saw a girl who was younger than Sikong Ling sitting on the ancient pine next to me. She was only about thirteen or fourteen years old. Her legs were gently swaying on the tree.

She is wearing a black and silver dress, with a unique exotic style, lively and cute.

To everyone, the little girl showed two small tiger teeth and smiled.

However, the old man in blue shirt, Lao He, didn't think she was cute. His face darkened and he said unhappily: "Little girl, are you pretending to understand? Do you think you still have the strength to resist in a chess game like this?"

The little girl on the tree tilted her head and replied with a smile: "Of course, and with your chess skills, you can win easily."

As soon as these words came out, the old man in the audience laughed and shook his head.

But just as Sikong Jing had just thought, Lao He's face turned red.

Of course old men like them are well-educated, but they must not attack them in the areas they are good at, otherwise they will be very angry.

And now the little girl despises Lao He's chess skills when he just won.

"Easy?"

"Come on, little girl, let me see if you win. If the old man loses, I'll call you mother."

Obviously, Lao He's temper has exploded and he is very angry.

As soon as these words came out, all the old men in the audience laughed and shook their heads. Someone went over to persuade him: "Old He, there is no need, there is no need at all."

This is just a leisurely game of chess, why is there any need to make such a bet?

However, Lao He was furious, pointed at the little girl on the tree and shouted: "Come down, I will help this little girl's elders educate her today, and don't speak arrogant words easily."

"Little girl, if you can't beat me in this game, you can clean my yard for three days."

Hearing these words, the little girl opened her eyes wide and giggled: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you."

With that said, she jumped down and the old man in gray gave up his position.

The little girl sat down without hesitation, and then began to throw the remaining chess pieces into the chessboard. Each person's hand continued to fall alternately. It was obvious that Lao He was underestimating the enemy when he dropped the pieces.

He still has a lot of chess pieces on the chessboard, but his opponent has just been killed, leaving nothing behind.

Of course Sikong Jing never left again.

He couldn't help but stay and watch such a good show, and also wanted to know what the little girl's confidence was.

As time passed, Sikong Jing sighed softly and said seriously: "That little girl is going to win."

His voice was not loud, but several old men nearby heard it.

The old man who first explained the chess game to him said, "No way, little brother, the chess pieces on both sides are so different."

"Yes, you just learned about war chess, so don't make any conclusions easily."

The fat old man spoke in surprise, thinking that it was impossible for Sikong Jing, a beginner, to understand the situation of the chess game...

Even Gong Yangying found it difficult to win. Although she couldn't understand, the difference in the number of remaining chess pieces between the two sides was about ten times.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath and explained...

"The little girl's formation is very particular."

"Although she has few remaining chess pieces, they are not so few that she cannot form an army. Look at her lower left corner where archers are deployed to coordinate with horse-killing swordsmen. The main force on Lao He's side will soon be defeated here!"

"Look at the other side..."

He explained the little girl's formation bit by bit, which made several old men around him stunned.

"It seems reasonable, but I still think it's impossible." The fat old man blinked, looking unconvinced.

What Sikong Jing said was quite mysterious, but it seemed that the old men didn't understand it at all given their chess skills.

What's more important is that Sikong Jing didn't understand anything just now, and now it's hard to believe that he's talking so logically.

"The little girl is about to attack..." At this moment, Sikong Jing said.

As he finished speaking, the situation on the chessboard began to change suddenly, and the little girl began to fight back continuously. Everything was just as Sikong Jing said just now, and almost every step confirmed what Sikong Jing just explained.

In just a moment, Lao He's chess pieces that were ten times the size of the opponent collapsed and were knocked down on the chessboard.

In the end, the army was defeated like a mountain!

In the end, even the last chess piece fell.

Massacre...

Lao He, who had ten times as many chess pieces as the little girl, was slaughtered on the chessboard, and his head was shaved off while still alive.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Lao He's face went from red and livid just now to black in the end.

"Giggle..."

At this time, the little girl's clear laughter sounded: "I beat the old man, so there is no need to call me mother. I won't have a son as old as you... Why don't you call me aunt?"