Vol 5 Chapter 97: Chess and battlefield

In the royal front cabinet of the Vault of Heaven, Brandon and Eckhardt DeSalyon sat face to face, two pairs of bright red eyes were either nervous, or looked at the chessboard in the center of the two indifferently.
Thirty-two children, sixty-four lattices, each holding black and white.
The pupil with a round face, "shameless prince", is completely free of the past, and the tension is almost trance; the fiery red hair sticks wet on the forehead, and the sweat beads of the temples continue to slide across the cheeks.
The air is like a real depression, heavy.
From the joke at the beginning to the seriousness that followed; Brandon knew that the father and emperor were absolutely serious-if he lost, he would definitely be like killing himself on the chessboard, without leaving a little affection.
Today is the 100th game of two people ... and the last game.
As of yesterday, his "brilliant record" was zero wins, ninety-nine defeats ... all were complete defeats.
It is impossible to win!
Eckhart II, his great father, His Majesty, his chess is not ... not chess, but he has already seen through himself, and he can know his thoughts, tactics and layout as soon as he raises his hand.
The sixty-four checkerboard and the ninety-ninth round of defeat, I can't see the slightest dawn of victory.
"Are you ready?" Eckhart II's urging voice sounded in his ear: "I will only give you half a day ... if you exceed the time limit, even if you abstain."
"Metternich is just outside the door, and he will open the door at noon; and I will tell him to deprive you of all rights and to march in the Great Green Sea!"
Lifting his head hard, Brandon gasped heavily, but still raised his mouth in disapproval, and fell out of the teeth between words:
"let's start!"
"well!"
Eckhart's unpredictable decisiveness caused Brandon to tremble, only to see the vigorous right hand raised and fell in a trance.
In the next second, the white chess knight knocked heavily on the board.
"Snapped--!"
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"kill--------!!!!"
The shouts resounded from heaven to earth, accompanied by countless iron rides beating on the open prairie; the torrent of torrents rolled up a huge black wave, like a rainbow.
Just like the traditional heavy infantry in the plains and hilly areas, fighting with shields and spear phalanxes; the battle on the grassland also follows some ancient "law of war" derived from grassland hunting.
The first to engage the enemy, always lightly equipped light cavalrymen, maneuvered toward the enemy ’s wings, constantly harassed and enclosed the enemy ’s maneuvering space, and tried to test the enemy ’s true and false length;
Or use a bow and arrow to shoot the enemy ’s living force continuously, forcing the opponent to launch the general attack first, and then
seduce
the enemy ’s elite main force to be forced to meet the enemy, and then encircle and annihilate.
The party who has mastered the two-wing maneuvering power can have the largest maneuvering space in the entire war. For the grassland battlefield, it is no different from the highland when the infantry is opposed, and the upper edge of the battleship confrontation. Power and absolute advantage.
This complex and simple tactic is almost engraved in the bones of Poima backers, and it is naturally the first choice of Duke Laszlo Varna.
So with an order, 5,000 elite hussets on each wing went out at the same time, and they charged towards the left and right formations of the centaur army.
However, as part of the Great Green Sea, the natural cavalry, Centaur Khan Chakal, of course, could not understand the intentions of Archduke Varna.
Hidden in the dust of the Centaur formation, two "torrents" also rushed out, rushing in with an unstoppable momentum and a terrifying battle.
Without warning, and without any order, the Poi Huqi and the Centaur Warriors increased their speed and rushed towards each other.
"Kill them all, blood debt and blood repayment !!!!!!"
"The two-legged people who slaughtered the abominable ------ !!!!!!"
In the roaring iron cavalry, the cavalry on both sides almost pulled out the war bows and throwing guns, one after another bow and arrow, followed by hundreds of "shadows", the wailing whistling sound suddenly disappeared into each other's queue .
"Puff-puff-!"
The screams of one after another rang out, and there were constantly wailing centaurs and hussars who fell silently, disappearing from their respective queues; then they were stepped over by countless iron riders, and quietly turned into sparse minced meat.
By comparison, the centaur samurai fell significantly more than the ground-apart from throwing a spear, the arrows of the centaur almost fell on the shields of the hussars; and even if the arrows were missed, as long as they were not Direct shots or hit points are mostly stuck in cavalry armor.
Behind Boye, there is a Principality of Bayern who can support her at no cost; Centaurs only have a dwarf fortress to supply them, plus the "Black Cross" Serior who uses them as consumables.
No matter whether Silver Helmet Dwarves or Centaurs are just tools that can be used in Serioir's eyes, providing supplies is already considered "drinking". How could they bother to consider their armed forces?
The successive horseshoes, the arrows and the spears of the two sides were suddenly raining, and they continued to splash on the other side; the endless rolling smoke and dust kept leaving large areas of blood red.
After the bow and arrow were projected, neither side chose to wander, but at the same time threw away the war bow in their hands, roared and pulled out the saber and spear, and directly started the charge!
At a distance of 80 steps, the two torrents approached the front almost instantaneously, roaring and colliding with each other directly.
"Kill both feet off!"
The moment the short soldiers met, the first Centaur wielding a battle axe rushed directly into the Poihikari's formation; the axe blade roared by the wind and the wind slammed directly on the Hussar's shield; the Hussar's arm was accompanied by the shield fragmentation Fragmented wailing, and the most terrible roar:
"eye for eye--!"
Xueliang's saber swept out of thin air, and a splash of blood spattered between the hands of the knife. The half-man's gritty face flew into the air with his head, and fell to the ground at the same time as the exhausted hussars.
The roaring horseshoe stepped over, and there was no longer a figure between them; the torrent of iron riding was already mixed, and no longer distinguished from each other.
Intertwining, safari, encirclement, raid ... Thousands of centaurs and Poe Hach cavalry strangled together on the wings of the battlefield, and the enemies and their ranks rushed back and forth.
During the violent impact, the formations of both sides have completely collapsed, but they are still constantly trying to bypass the front and attack the wings of the other side; countless hussars and centaurs break through the center and then turn left and right. , And then hit the enemies on the other side of the roundabout attack, and then fight with the new enemy ...
Successive strangulation has completely reduced the wings of the entire battlefield into a slaughterhouse; the green grass has become a "pond" of flesh and blood!
Such a battle will not have any result if it continues, and it is impossible to determine the ownership of the mobile power, but it will completely lock the edge of the battlefield; before this fight ends, neither side can bypass the wings to attack the enemy. Back.
However, the two sides who have killed the red eyes have no energy to consider these ... Whether the centaur or Poe's horseback people only want to continue to kill, kill more, and kill them!
Duke Laszlo Varna, who was firmly in front of the formation, almost watched as 10,000 Boe hussars continually turned into corpses, hitting the generals who wanted to support the two wings six times in a row, and remained intact from start to finish.
The battlefield has been formed after the two wings fought together. Both you and the Centaur Khan can only decide a victory or defeat between the two wings. No amount of troops can lay a wider front than this.
In this way, the powerful mechanical power of the Centaur full cavalry configuration and the strength advantage of more than 20,000 people have been completely wiped out!
As for the 10,000 hussars, in the eyes of Laszlo Varna, there are already 10,000 dead people ... Unless the two wings collapse, it is a waste to invest in any army.
I've already dropped the sword and wielded the first sword of this battle; it's your turn next, Centaur Barbarian!
Come on, come up with your skills to let me take a good look, how do you want to fight, and why do you want to win me? !
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"Chariot?"
Looking indifferently at the chessboard on the table, Eckhart II gently pinched the chess piece in his hand: "Just started, can't wait to put in the trump card?"
"That's why I should have done it just now ... My dear Father His Majesty." Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, Brandon's face was re-sung with a sunny smile:
"By the time of the mid-market, a single tank would be bluffing."
In the face of the little son who smiled brightly, His Majesty was still unsmilingly cold.
"Not to mention, which of the sixteen pieces is the trump card ... It is up to the player to decide." Brandon, showing his white teeth, with his mouth curled up, played the black chess chariot in his hand:
"And my opinion is that there is no ace difference between pieces-losing fourteen pieces and giving a soldier a chance to be a general is absolutely worth it."
"So there is only one trump card, that is victory, it is the chess of the general!"
The words will fall, and with a "crack!", The black chess chariot knocks out the white chess soldiers who are blocking the road.
Eckhart raised his eyebrows, his red eyes looked at the uninhibited blood pupils, and he was a bit playful: "You mean ... even if Wang Qi, can you give up?"
"No, no, no ... Dear father, please don't trap this language for the poor son?" Long breathed out, and Brandon shrugged:
"It should be possible to give up even with chess players-I'm a bad boy who grew up, bad boys like to play games, and we hate games that don't bring in!"
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"Duke!"
The exclamation of Harlem Van Ashamai sounded in his ear, but Laszlo Varna remained calm: "No need to be nervous, Master Ashamai, I saw it."
Saying that, the old man stared at the other end of the battlefield I do n’t know when, the soldiers in the front of the Centaurs have all been replaced by heavy armor
knights
in leather armor, stepping on the heavy roar, toward the wave The Iraqi army came.
Even across the entire battlefield, Grand Duke Varna can see the appearance of these heavy Centaurs. Their armor comes from the hands of the dwarves, and it is even better than the Bain Knight armor equipped by the silver armor;
Heavy dwarf-style tower shields, steel-forged cavalry halberds, and heavily armored armor ... Tens of thousands of heavy Centaurs flashed silver on the day of the sun, grabbing the momentum.
There are 10,000 reloaded knights, more than Boe!
Do n’t look at the 10,000 talents. If you let this heavy Centaur charge a full charge, the entire Boeing formation will instantly collapse and fall apart.
Grand Duke Varna has experienced the age of the "Black Duke" and has witnessed the legend of Byrne countless times. How could he not know the power of the heavy cavalry charge?
"It seems that our opponents are very impatient ... I want to go all out and smash our resistance completely after a charge." Obviously it is already extremely critical, and Grand Duke Varna is still calm and calm:
"In this case, let's not disappoint the goodwill of this half-man horse, so that this time he is gambled to lose his blood and beat his backbone!"
"Duke, please let me go!" Grand Duke Varna's silver armoured commander, Earl Seth Bukhara stood up, and a pair of pupils on the dignified face flashed endless killing intentions:
"For you, for Boe ... and for my dead family, your silver armor will live up to expectations and use this 10,000 corpses to deter the centaurs."
"After all, only one stronger and elite cavalry can defeat a cavalry!"
Looking at the expressionless expression, but with a raging blaze in the words of the Earl Braha, Master Harlemvan Ashamai's face showed some worry.
Is it really a suitable decision to make Earl Braha, who has just experienced the pain of losing his wife and son, against the enemy?
"No, no." After hesitating for ten seconds ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Grand Duke Varna chose to refuse.
"I'm not letting you go because you don't believe you, Braha, you should know that I treat you as your grandchildren." Laszlo Varna sighed: "But the silver armor is our bottom card, you too It ’s important, and it can only be used at the most critical moment. "
Earl Braha bowed his head respectfully, but couldn't help but clenched his teeth.
"What's more, once you have suffered heavy casualties, who should I deter 100,000 horseback riders and make them obedient?" Grand Duke Varna shook his head: "Let the infantry get on, rub off the enemy's edge, and put this Help the barbarian to hit the ground. "
"Master Azhamai, please trouble you again-the infantry all turned to attack, advance according to the phalanx, push me to the center of the battlefield, give them some color to see!"
"Comply!" Nodded hard, Master Ashamai temporarily shouldered the responsibility of heralding soldiers, so thick that it was comparable to the horn's voice and shouted:
"Square-forward-!!!!!!"
The rapid and loud horn sound continued, spreading throughout the entire army in an instant.