Riding the Pheonix Chapter 411: What a pity

Zong Rui came to Yang Shu to play chess.

Seeing that he had to stay in Baimenxia for the New Year, it was a bit unreasonable to not have any contact with each other.

And Yang Shu is also quite boring. He can't hang out in bed all day long, right? He is not afraid of sex, and Mingwei can't stand it either.

At first, Zong Rui came over just to say hello politely, but in the end he was dragged into playing chess by the bored Yang Shu.

What they are playing is not Go or chess, but military chess.

The way this military chess is played is somewhat special. Unlike other chess games, the board is fixed. Instead, it is based on reality. First, choose a real map, assign corresponding chess pieces to each player to represent the number of soldiers, and determine the outcome based on the terrain and tactics.

In other words, to play this kind of military chess, both parties must understand the art of war. If one party doesn't understand, they won't even understand why they lost, and they may even be unconvinced.

Zong Rui didn't take Yang Shu seriously at first. He knew that Yang Shu was strong and his generals were also powerful, but he had never fought in a real battle. Even if he knew the art of war, he would not be as clever as himself.

That was true at first.

He can often start with the details and win with the advantage of experience.

When discussing the art of war, Zong Rui was so excited because the points he mentioned could render Yang Shu speechless.

What a joy!

But soon, Zong Rui found that it was getting harder and harder to win.

As long as his strategy appears once, it will be targeted or even borrowed the next time.

In this way, he went from winning easily, to a stalemate, to losing more than winning, and now it's not easy to win even once.

Zong Rui was not convinced. To think that he went to the battlefield at the age of twelve and fought hard for ten years, but he was not as good as Yang San, a **** who grew up in the capital?

So, the harder it was for him to win, the more he had to fight with Yang Shu.

Yang Shu was enthusiastic at first. He had learned a lot about the art of war and had trained with bandits, but he had never fought a real big battle. Zong Rui's experience was exactly what he did not have.

But slowly, as he won more and more games, Zong Rui came up with less and less new things, and he lost interest.

At first, he pulled Zong Rui to play chess, but now Zong Rui is all about playing chess with him, hoping to win back.

When they arrived at Nuange where the two often played chess, Yang Shu yawned, sat down on the couch, and said lazily: "You still won't give up?"

Zong Rui has already selected the map: "Finish it first and then talk about it!"

He was dissatisfied. This military chess was meant for generals who would actually fight. There was no reason that he, the general who led the troops, couldn't beat Yang Shu, who was just talking on paper!

Unfortunately, Yang Shu let him know that war on paper is not so easy to deal with...

After three consecutive games, Zong Rui was completely defeated.

He said angrily: "What did you grow up on? Where did you get so many colorful intestines? You can't win without force!"

Yang Shu chuckled: "Flooding is not a great idea. Didn't you also think of digging a river embankment to flood me? I beat you to it, and you won't admit it if you lose?"

Zong Rui blushed: "I didn't know you would do anything to delay time? You can certainly win with this style of play, but have you considered the stability of your rear? In the long run, you are not raising an army. Strategy!"

Yang Shu said: "Whose rear is this? The enemy's rear should be destroyed! It cannot produce, and the supply of food and grass is insufficient. You can win without fighting. You don't use such a labor-saving method, blame me? ”

"It's you who are so scheming!"

"It's you who stick to the rules."

"You are not a good general."

"You're attacking your moral character if you can't beat him? If I were you, I would definitely go back and ask your father for advice, and win it back first."

Zong Rui couldn't defeat him and left angrily.

He thought for a while in the heavy snow and actually went to find Zong Xu.

Although it was snowing heavily and the border was the safest time, Zong Xu still worked **** military affairs every day.

The sergeants’ issues of warmth, food and fodder, daily training issues, vigilance issues... all cannot be ignored.

When Zong Rui came, he had just stopped to rest and drink hot tea.

"Dad, let's play chess."

Zong Xu asked curiously: "What kind of chess are you playing?"

"Military chess." Zong Rui said, and from a pile of maps, he pulled out the one he and Yang Shu had played previously.

Zong Xu picked up the chess pieces, arranged his troops in formation, and said, "Look at you like this. Have you just come back from Yang San?"

"Yes." Zong Rui responded with a muffled head.

Zong Xu shook his head: "Don't tell my father, you will lose in his hands."

Zong Rui opened his mouth. At first he was a little ashamed and felt that he couldn't say anything. Then he thought about it, what can't he say in front of his biological father? He was brutally murdered by his father since he was a child, and he has never had any face to speak of.

"He is very good at chess."

Zong Xu moved the chess pieces and said, "It doesn't matter if you lose in other chess games. This chess game relies on experience and ability. If you lose to him, you can hang out for two days."

"..."

Zong Xu glanced at his son: "Really lost?"

Zong Rui was dejected and simply threw away his face: "It was easy to win against him at the beginning, but as time goes by, you won't be able to win."

"Oh?"

"I played three games today and didn't win any of them."

Zong Xu touched his chin, suddenly pointed at the map and said: "This is not your style, is it Yang San's way?"

"...Yes."

Zong Xu became serious: "How did he do it? Just follow his example and see."

"Yes. ~IndoMTL.com~ A quarter of an hour later, Zong Xu threw down the chess piece: "Interesting. ”

Of course he won. Things like war are unpredictable. His coping methods are different, so Zong Rui cannot copy them all. In this way, Zong Rui lost in the end.

"Dad," Zong Rui was unwilling to give in, "I said he is not a good general. If he fights like this without caring about it, he can win, but he doesn't care about the rear. If he does this in reality, he will soon fall into trouble."

Zong Xu said: "What you said is not bad, but sometimes you don't need to take care of cleaning up the mess."

After thinking about Zong Rui's steps, he sighed: "What a pity! Why isn't his surname really Yang?"

"Dad?"

Zong Xu smiled and said, "Come on, daddy will teach you how to do it, and you can ask him again."

Zong Rui was overjoyed: "Okay."

So, Zong Rui, who had been trained intensively by his father for an hour, went to Yang Shu again with confidence.

Zong Xu asked him the next day, and Zong Rui said with a sad face: "I went to fight with him, won one game, narrowly won the second game, and lost again in the third game."

So the father and son set up a chess game again.

Zong Xu read the new method and taught him two more tricks.

After doing this for several times, Zong Rui's chances of winning are still getting smaller and smaller, because Zong Xu's methods have also been figured out, and even if he uses new strategies later, he will only win once at most.

Zong Xu threw down the chess piece again and fell into deep thought.

"Dad?" Zong Rui looked at him expectantly.

Zong Xu shook his head: "You don't have to go to him, dad can't teach you."

I wouldn't be afraid if he actually played, but would that be shameful?

Hey, why isn’t his real surname Yang? It is a pity that such a good general cannot be used due to the emperor's family affairs.