Beast God of War

Chapter 895 Call Me Auntie
"Everyone who wants to become a soldier must learn the game of war chess from an early age."

"And the chessboard and chess pieces are also graded. The chessboard you see belongs to the ultimate level of enlightenment, and there are only hundreds of arms."

"But it's already the limit of us non-soldier divisions."

At this time, another fat old man smiled and pointed to the chessboard between the two old men, explaining in detail.

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

The chubby old man smiled and explained: "Of course, the chessboards for non-Bingzheng masters are all enlightenment grades, and there are also chessboards for war grades, spiritual grades, and imperial grades behind them, but those things are all played by Bingzhengshi. It doesn't matter if you are not a soldier."

Hearing this, Sikong Jing understood.

Ordinary Wupin chessboards and chess pieces are the most widely circulated things, and ordinary soldiers can create them and mass-produce them.

But the number of chessboards above Wupin began to decrease, and only high-level soldiers could build them.

Only soldiers can play around.

Just as Sikong Jing's thoughts were racing, the fat old man yelled in vain: "Old He is awesome, he won."

At this time, the old man in green shirt on one side of the chessboard had finished arranging the chess pieces, killing the other side to the point of crap.

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

On the other side, the gray-clothed old man's face was flushed, and he shouted with a resigned look: "I just made a mistake just now, come again."

Saying that, the gray-clothed old man was about to break up the chessboard and start a new round.

At this time, Sikong Jing looked at the situation on the chessboard, frowned slightly thinking, this chess game is not over yet.

The gray-clothed old man's chess pieces have not been used up yet, and he still has a chance to counterattack.

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

There is no need for him to embarrass the leisurely old men, but he is very interested in the Bingsha chessboard. After returning to the Batian Chamber of Commerce, he will see if he can buy a higher-end one and see what is different.

Maybe it will also promote the comprehension of Qianyuan Bingsha map.

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

But just as he turned around, a clear voice suddenly sounded: "I said old man in gray, you haven't lost yet!"

As soon as the voice came out, Sikong Jing stopped in his tracks, and the other old men followed the voice in surprise.

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

She was wearing a black and silver dress, with a chic exotic style, lively and lovely.

Seeing everyone, the little girl was smiling with her two tiny canine teeth showing.

However, the old man in the green shirt, Old He, didn't think she was cute. His face darkened, and he said unhappily: "Little girl, are you pretending to understand? Look at the chess game opposite, it seems that you still have the strength to resist?"

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

As soon as these words came out, the old man who was watching laughed and shook his head.

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

Of course old men like them have self-cultivation, but they must not be attacked in the areas they are good at, otherwise they will be very angry.

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

"Easy?"

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

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

As soon as these words came out, all the old people in the audience shook their heads with a smile, and someone went over to persuade them: "Old He, it's unnecessary, it's absolutely unnecessary."

This is a leisurely game, so how can it be necessary to make such a bet?

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

"Little girl, if you can't beat me in the end game, clean the yard for the old man for three days."

Hearing these words, the little girl opened her big eyes, giggled and said, "Okay, I bet you."

As she spoke, she jumped down, and the old man in gray gave up his seat.

The little girl sat down without hesitation, and then began to throw the rest of the chess pieces onto the chessboard. Each person kept dropping one hand alternately, and Lao He obviously played with a hint of underestimation.

He still has a lot of chess pieces on the chessboard, and the opponent has just been killed without leaving any pieces.

Of course Sikong Jing did not leave again.

He couldn't help staying to watch such a good show, and also wanted to know what confidence the little girl had.

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

His voice was not loud, but the elders beside him still heard it.

The old man who explained Bingsha war chess to him at the beginning said: "No way, little brother, the chess pieces of the two sides are so different."

"Yeah, you just learned about war chess, so don't draw conclusions lightly."

The fat old man spoke in surprise, thinking that Sikong Jing, a beginner, would not be able to understand the chess situation...

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

Sikong Jing took a deep breath and opened his mouth to explain...

"The arrangement of the little girl's troops is very particular."

"Although she has few chess pieces left, after all, they will not be too few to form an army. You can see that the archers are deployed in the lower left corner of her to cooperate with the sword generals. The main force of Lao He's side will soon be broken here!"

"Look at the other side..."

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

"It seems to make sense, but I still don't think it's possible." The fat old man blinked his eyes in disbelief.

What Sikong Jing said was quite mysterious, but it seemed that with the chess skills of all the old people, he didn't understand it at all.

What's more, Sikong Jing didn't understand anything just now, so it's hard to believe what he's saying now.

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

As his words fell, the situation on the chessboard began to change dramatically, and the little girl began to fight back and forth, and everything was just as Sikong Jing said, almost every step was confirmed by Sikongjing's explanation just now.

In just a moment, Lao He's chess pieces, which were ten times larger than his opponent's, collapsed and were constantly knocked down on the chessboard.

In the end, the army was defeated like a mountain!
In the end, even the last chess piece fell down.

Whole slaughter...

Lao He, who was ten times the size of the little girl's chess pieces, was all slaughtered on the chessboard, and his head was shaved alive.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

Lao He's face turned from red and blue to black at the end.

"Giggle..."

At this time, the little girl's clear laughter sounded: "I won the old man, as for calling my mother, I don't need to, I won't have a son as old as you...how about calling me auntie?"

(End of this chapter)