"Three talents, three."

"Single level, fourteen to sixteen."

The black and white chess pieces continue to fall on the chessboard one after another, and the two sides fall very quickly, almost without pause, not at all like sitting opposite each other, talking lightly, but like a life-for-life fight on the battlefield, constantly forcing the opponent to make a move, until the opponent reveals a flaw.

"Eighteen pine sixteen."

"What does this mean?" Xiao Shilian took a deep breath and couldn't help muttering, looking at the changes on the chessboard, the rapid fall of the two was finally interrupted at this time, Xiao Shilian's eyes kept sweeping around the chessboard, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Xinchen gently tapped the chessboard with the chess pieces: "Brother Boqing, you don't say anything about chess, not to mention that you are playing chess." ”

Xiao Shilian let out an angry "oh": "Then I can't do it, seventeen stars and seventeen." ”

Li Xinchen glanced at Xiao Shilian with interest: "Brother Boqing, don't blame the little brother for being ruthless if you go like this, there is such a big dragon on the chessboard, but you really can't save it?" ”

Stunned for a moment, Xiao Shilian followed Li Xinchen's gaze, and couldn't help but let out an "ah", his big dragon didn't know when it had been surrounded by Li Xinchen's chess pieces, and he wanted to save it at this time, because it was too late to lose the first move.

At that moment, Xiao Shilian angrily stretched out his hand and pulled the chessboard, messing up the chessboard: "That's it, I lost this game, I lost!" ”

Looking at Xiao Shilian's expression of frustration and regret, Li Xinchen couldn't cry or laugh: "If you lose, you lose, why bother to act like an angry little daughter-in-law, my poor son is not so hypocritical as you when she is angry!" ”

Xiao Shilian rolled his eyes: "Anyway, it's been so long since the main account has started, you really don't worry at all, I didn't have the heart to play chess just now, otherwise I won't lose to you next time." ”

Li Xinchen frowned and said, "Brother Xiao, it's only been a day's worth for me to learn this game of Go, and Brother Xiao will definitely be able to beat the junior brother even if he is a casual player." ”

Xiao Shilian snorted: "If you didn't know the rules at all when you taught you, you really thought that you were pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and you could play Go like this in one day, how many people could there be in the world?" ”

Li Xinchen smiled slightly, in fact, he had learned Go in later generations, although most of them were hobbies, but he knew a lot of rules, and he had also learned from several masters of the older generation, and his chess skills were definitely not bad.

More importantly, compared to this era, Li Xinchen has a lot of new chess moves that have evolved in later generations, and his play is tantamount to "not following the routine" in the eyes of Xiao Shilian and others, but in the end, Li Xinchen can always surprise them to suffer, this time Li Xinchen repeats his old skills, and Xiao Shilian can't think of a way to crack it in just one day, plus all the worries in his heart, he naturally fell into the Tao again, and it was too late when he came back to his senses.

"The most important thing in doing things is to concentrate on everything," Li Xinchen said while cleaning up the chessboard, "Since so-and-so is playing chess, he must concentrate on winning you, as for the rest of the matter, it is just something outside the body, what does it have to do with someone on the chessboard?" ”

Xiao Shilian knocked on the table: "Okay, okay, you start pretending to be deep after you win the chess, tell me quickly, are you really not worried at all?" ”

Li Xinchen spread his hands: "You don't want to think about it, who are the Metropolitan Governor and your father, plus there is Brother Pei by the side, if the three of them can't control a little Fan Meng together, then it can't be said, if something happens in the camp today, I don't think we have to go to this capital, what's the difference between sending to death?" ”

"That being said, it's just me ······" Xiao Shilian stood up and paced back and forth, smashing his left hand on his right hand, "Alas, if I can make more meritorious achievements earlier, as long as I can join the army, I can also go to the camp to listen." ”

"Hasn't the imperial court already fulfilled your wish after this battle," Li Xinchen chuckled, "Brother Xiao, people must not be satisfied, Brother Xiao became a member of the army at the age of twenty years old, which is also rare, and Brother Xiao should cherish it." ”

"Alright, man, don't drop your bookbag here in a hurry!" Xiao Shilian stomped his feet and stretched out his hand to grab Li Xinchen, "Let's go, accompany me to the outside of the big tent to listen." ”

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Looking at Wu Mingche, who was slowly sitting, all the generals in the camp subconsciously held their breath.

Although Xiao Maha, the loyal army general Fan Meng, the Ning Yuan general Ren Zhong, and the Dianwei general Pei Zilie are all famous generals, but compared to Wu Mingche, there is still a gap after all.

In the hearts of many soldiers in Nanchen, Wu Mingche, who led them across the river and fought to recover Huainan, is an existence like a god of war, even if Wu Mingche is old and sick, his status in the hearts of all the generals is still much higher than that of the rest of the generals

This is also why when Chen Ji planned the battle of Luliang, he knew that Wu Mingche's body could have problems at any time, but he still had to take Wu Mingche as the commander, because only Wu Mingche could make many soldiers follow the battle willingly, and only Wu Mingche could bring them hope of victory.

It's just a pity that this hope in history was dashed in the face of the cruel comparison of strength between the enemy and us, but fortunately, the trajectory of history has been changed because of the appearance of Li Xinchen. After the Battle of Lüliang, Wu Mingche, who was able to command the three armies, was still there, and Nan Chen's army was also there.

At this time, sitting on the front Hu bed was still Wu Mingche, the governor of Nanchen.

"Your Majesty's commendation edict has come down," Wu Mingche said lightly, "In the battle of Luliang, the old man's health was declining day by day, and it was difficult to support it, but fortunately, General Wu Yi turned the tide, which is well known." This time, His Majesty enshrined General Wu Yi as the assassin of Southern Yanzhou, and the military governor of the six states of Northern Xuzhou, Southern Yanzhou, Northern Yanzhou, Southern Qingzhou, Northern Qingzhou, and Qiaozhou, and crowned the general and governor of the Left Guard. ”

The silence in the big tent was only the echo of Wu Mingche's old voice. In fact, these titles and identities on Xiao Maha are all Wu Mingche's, and His Majesty has sealed Xiao Maha with these, but he is recognizing Xiao Maha as the successor of the next generation of the military.

This was expected by all.

And Wu Mingche also did not intend to give the rest of the people a chance to speak: "The old man is old, and he wrote to ask His Majesty to disarm and return to the field, but His Majesty retained him, and the old man was deeply affectionate, and the old man was not easy to refuse, but His Majesty was sympathetic to the old minister and ordered the old minister to return to Beijing to serve as the secretary, so from the time when the edict arrived and the old minister received the order, all the military affairs here were handed over to General Zuo Wei. ”

After a pause, Wu Mingche continued: "What General Zuo Wei said, that is, what the old man wanted; What the general of the left guard did, that is, what the old man wanted to do. All the soldiers should listen to the dispatch of the general of the left guard like the dispatch of the old man, do you understand?! ”

The old man's voice rose sharply, and all the generals in the entire camp had different expressions.

The strange silence shrouded the tent, and Wu Mingche waved his sleeves violently: "Do you understand?!" ”

In an instant, the governor of the capital, who could run out of oil lamps at any time, seemed to disappear completely, and was replaced by the high-spirited general of the town who led the people to cross the river back then, and the direction of his finger was only the blood and fire and the invincible!

At this moment, Wu Mingche is just like back then, and no one can stop him.