The immortals show the way.

As the name suggests, it is the opening of Red's first pawn with a three-in-one or a seven-in-one.

Therefore, the opening game is both offensive and defensive, and it is both rigid and soft, so it is loved by many professional chess players.

However, in the world of chess, there is no such thing as an absolutely perfect start.

There are also many ways to break the path of the immortals.

One of the most common and ferocious ways to play is the pawn gun.

Lao Zhang likes to use cannons, if he can be familiar with the method of cracking the path of the immortals in advance, presumably he will not use the vault, which he is not familiar with, and it is also his worst defensive method to deal with the professional chess players opposite, not to mention, he will not lose as miserably and powerlessly as he just did.

However, this can't be blamed entirely on Lao Zhang.

Because, a man, especially a man who has become a father.

When he ran hard, he would kick away the tiny pebbles in the road.

so that the shadow behind him can walk on a sunny avenue without stones.

……

Just five chess moves made the smile on Qin Xiaolian's face freeze.

Although these five moves are the same as the unruly middle-aged greasy man before.

But both she and the two new professional chess players hidden in the earphones in her left ear saw something called desolation in these five moves.

This desolation does not seem to belong to the thriving modern era.

This desolation seems to be too long just to look at it, so long that it seems to have changed from the five seconds of the five chess moves just now to a full five hundred years.

She couldn't tell where she saw the desolation.

But she understands that the mediocre-looking man opposite is a master.

He is a master of horses.

When she looked across the other side and put her fingers on her horse, three drops of cold sweat fell from her forehead, and she swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, and her mind was full of absurdity.

For the first time today, she cautiously followed the guidance of the professional chess player behind her and in the headphones, and took the initiative to use the flying phase to protect the immortal guidance, hiding the deepest mandarin duck horse.

Mandarin duck horse, in chess terminology, also means chain horse.

The mandarin duck horse is accompanied by the immortal guidance at the beginning and the flying hand just now.

The chessboard on her side looked even more impregnable, airtight, and gave Black no chance.

But the ordinary-looking young man on the other side didn't seem to be able to see the impregnable defense on her side.

He is still pinching the dark horse that was chosen at the beginning.

Seemingly casually attacked the opponent's chest.

……

Uncle Li looked at Yang Zheng's somewhat elegant vaulting hand, not only him, but also those chess friends around him who were familiar with Yang Zheng, and they all felt that the simple and gentle man in the past had finally changed.

Become sharp, and become arrogant.

Otherwise, how could the anger at the corner of his mouth turn into a laugh at this time?

The momentum on Yang Zheng's side increased by one point, and the momentum on the opposite side was correspondingly weaker by half a point.

She and the professional chess players behind her looked at Yang Zheng's horses, crossed the border of the Chu River, and single-handedly hit them in the heart.

An invisible, tremendous pressure weighed down on them like a mountain trembling. With a "bang", they only felt that the bluestone on the path under their feet seemed to be broken, and with a "pop", they seemed to feel that their feet had gradually sunk into the dirt.

You can't continue like this, let the opposite side walk into the center of their chessboard alone, and you can't continue to do this, so that your momentum will decline even more.

Qin Xiaolian seemed to be gambling, and she also seemed to be looking for her lost momentum.

Cannons and carts, desperately blocking this unruly wild horse in her hands.

But Yang Zheng's horse is obviously much more cunning than Lao Zhang's previous horse.

Because, there seems to be no one behind the horse, but behind the horse, there is sometimes an unwilling shout, and sometimes the sound of the wheels.

Her cannon killed the soldiers behind Yang Zheng's horse, and was about to kill this unruly wild horse.

This wild horse has a more tricky angle, stuck between the mandarin duck horse and the flying phase, and is dead lame with the mandarin duck horse's legs.

The wild horse seemed to raise its head and neighed silently with this tricky angle, and at this time, everyone suddenly realized that this was an experienced and stubborn old horse, and only saw that this old horse was accompanied by the sound of falling on the opponent's chessboard, and seemed to be kicking the yellow, orange and orange chessboard again, and running towards the steep mountain.

The bluestone paths on the opponent's giant mountain that were walked out by people were finally kicked and broken by this tenacious old horse, revealing the large loess under his feet.

Ate him.

This awkward angle made Qin Xiaolian couldn't help but move the cart in his hand and stuck above Yang Zheng's horse.

But when she left it, she seemed to hear a sigh.

This sigh made her, and the professional chess players behind her, look back at the chessboard in a panic.

It was also at this time that they suddenly discovered that there was an old car hidden behind Yang Zheng's horse.

It turns out that this old horse is still a horse pulling an old cart.

They looked at the old rook behind Yang Zheng's horse, which was connected by a worn-out whip, and they seemed to understand why this game of chess looked so desolate.

That is, the car is empty, and the horse is silent.

……

Yang Zheng seems to be playing chess faster and faster.

When the other party discovers his car hidden behind the horse.

The inconspicuous car seemed to merge with the horse in front of it.

Chop the cart first, then hit the horse.

The defense, which was considered invincible by others, was also thrown off the chessboard one by one under this dilapidated carriage.

"Yang Zheng won." Uncle Li looked at Yang Zheng's unstoppable posture of the horse and cart, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He was indeed smiling bitterly.

Because, he seemed to see the chic of his recently deceased master from Yang Zheng.

It was also because he seemed to have finally understood why the lonely master would choose to climb to the top of the mountain and look at the heavens and the earth in the last few years of his life.

That is, he always felt that he was an insignificant pawn on the chessboard.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't jump off the chessboard.

Because of this, he stubbornly believes that only by seeing the grandeur of heaven and earth can he have the courage to jump out of the chessboard.

However, Uncle Li seems to have seen something wrong.

That is, Yang Zheng has always been outside the chessboard.

He was an inconspicuous chess novice, and he was also a man with no ambitions.

For him, this game of chess is actually to cut off the past.

For him, no matter whether he wins or loses this game of chess, as long as he can shout a general in the open, it is his own explanation of the past.

"General." Yang Zheng's horse finally stopped moving.

Because the large loess under the horse was finally piled up into a road to heaven.

And the chess pieces that fell outside the chessboard one by one were the ladders to the sky on the Avenue to the sky.

The old horse also followed the sound of the general, raised his head and looked at the sky.

He was finally able to let out a long hiss with tears in his eyes,

For he saw his former master, who was in the sky, waving goodbye to him.

It seems to be blessing him, and he has finally found a master who understands him...