Since Zheng learned chess for half a year, the masters he has encountered are extremely rare, and there are few in his heart. The first time I met Li, I was amazed at my chess skills, I was stunned, I was respectful of chess, I played in Zhou, I knew my chess heart, I fought myself, and I knew my chess strength. However, Zheng is unremitting in chess, forgetting himself, and there are only two enemies in the battle.

One of them is a young deer, knows the four countries, Ming Shuang, has no shadow and has a well, how can he be a deep well wrong person, a son regrets defeat and is lonely, and the shadow hangs on each other, and there is no trace of him looking back, laughing at life and winning or losing.

In the chess game, Zheng recalled his miscellaneous, according to the advisable, so he applied it to the east, saw its effect, and gave it to others, and thought about it three times, and only fought again.

And Zheng Ming wants to change from hybrid to one, from complex to simple, and understand its meaning, why can't he fight!

……

"How many seconds does it take you to count from one to five?" Yang Zheng looked at Dongdong with a confused expression, he pointed to the clock behind him and asked.

"About five seconds?" Dongdong replied as he counted from one to five on the clock hanging behind him, which was about five seconds.

"And what about you count from five to one?"

"Of course..."Dongdong wanted to answer the same five seconds, but she counted two or three times, only to find that she had either counted too much or too little.

She seemed to suddenly understand what Yang Zheng wanted to tell her, but she was also even more confused.

"Do you know what is the biggest difference between professional and amateur chess players?" Yang Zheng looked at Dongdong thoughtfully, and he continued: "Amateur chess players can count from one to five slowly, but professional chess players can only count from five to one in a hurry. ”

"Because for a professional chess player, there is a fixed time limit for each game in his profession. It's not like Go, where each move has to be fixed within a certain number of minutes. It only specifies how many moves a player must play within a period of time. ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" The adult who had just won the game listened to this rule, and he said assumingly: "Doesn't this way give chess more time than Go to think about every move?" ”

"But chess doesn't have as big a gap as Go, and there are so many pieces."

"Moreover, chess is more about public time limits."

Indeed, as Yang Zheng said, the time limit for a professional chess game sounds reasonable and generous. But in reality, the change of a short game in chess can often directly determine life and death on the board. In addition, more and more chess competitions now like to use public time limits, that is, two people stipulate how many moves they play against each other in a period of time, and who is slow and who loses.

It may sound a bit unrealistic, but in the late '90s, this kind of public-time tournament abounded.

First, because chess is in decline, without the support of big sponsors and manpower and material resources, it can only be forced to shorten the process of the game in this way. Second, because this method of timing can also distinguish the difference between Go and Xiangqi.

Although after Wang Buregret took office, he tried his best to rectify the inappropriate timing method of "time limit", but the older generation of chess players who are also the backbone of the chess players have long been accustomed to and "depended" on this timing method, and in those years, there were also many chess masters who directly switched to chess because they could not see the future in Huaxia chess, which led to the loss of Chinese chess talents.

In the end, Wang had no choice but to compromise, but he still advocated the Go list timing method in many high-level competitions, although it changed the playing habits of many high-level chess players, but now the mainstream timing method in the chess world is still "time limit".

Of course, the time limit also has the advantage of time limit, in many chess games, there are some chess masters who use the time limit rule, although their chess strength is not outstanding, but their "time accuracy" is beyond ordinary people, they can be accurately stuck in the time limit every time they fall, and finally lead to the opponent's lack of time, they use the rules to win the game.

Although many professional chess players feel disdainful of this kind of time-efficient chess masters. However, the rational use of rules is also an important condition for determining victory or defeat.

And this professional fixed-stage exam happened to use the traditional public time limit of chess competitions.

This is quite disadvantageous for some young people who don't know how to control time.

Moreover, more people took the test this time than in any previous year.

There will definitely be chess players who use their time accurately, these people are definitely old oilies in the chess world, and they are also a major hidden danger on the way to becoming a professional chess player.

However, what is the connection between military chess and the time control of the "time limit"?

Dongdong couldn't understand it, not only did she not understand, but the adult who had played military chess for a long time when she was a child opposite her didn't understand either.

Yang Zheng stood up, he seemed to see the common doubts in their eyes, and he slowly said the last answer in his heart.

"If you want to manage your time successfully, or if you want to use it wisely, there are only two ways to do it, one is to plan and the other is to rule."

"Military chess has both plans and rules, and it has a stronger class and purpose. He is different from Go, where each piece looks black and white, and it is also benevolent; It is also different from traditional chess, any chess piece can be both 'below the offense' and 'the prince will have a kind of 'prince'. It can only follow its rules and eat big and small. ”

But in the case of landmines and bombs and the rule of doom, he can't go on a big and small scale. What he wants more is not to be greedy, not to advance, and not to abandon or give up to the weakest sappers and to plan his every step. ”

"The chess field is like a battlefield, except for military chess, I don't think there is any kind of chess that can perform the battle so vividly, and I don't think there is any kind of chess that can replace those chess that stand in the long river of history for a hundred years and thousands of years without falling!"

Yang Zheng actually didn't say a word, that is, he was going to wait for them to be familiar with the rules and gameplay in military chess, and then combine the flip chess in military chess with the blind chess of Xiangqi to train their memory and improvisation ability.

He inexplicably remembered his former opponent Li Sansi.

I don't know if he has found his own way.

……

Lao Zhou was playing chess in the park, and the opponent sitting opposite him was an old man about his age.

Although this old man was wearing a well-fitting and generous Tang costume, the words in his mouth seemed to be a little unworthy of this beautiful Tang costume.

Because between his words, he is not only full of pride in abandoning his nationality to join the nationality of developed countries, but also counting the country's bad things everywhere.

He was slow to fall, but he spoke very fast.

In these three minutes, he had already finished talking about the beauty of the twenty years since he became a citizen of a developed country, and in these three minutes, he had forgotten the old age of the land that had nurtured him for sixty years.

He was still playing chess, but the familiar chess pieces in his hand seemed to have become a little strange and heavy because of his dislike of his country.

But he didn't care at all, because he believed that the chess table was always about winning and losing. And those things other than winning and losing seem to have long since become less important.

"Old Sun, you're old." Lao Zhou looked at the old man he called Lao Sun, and the murderous vaulting horse rushed to him, and he couldn't help but say regretfully.

"Am I old?" Lao Zhou pointed to the freshly dyed black hair on his head, and then looked at Lao Zhou's fingers that were even more shriveled than himself, and he laughed: "But Lao Zhou, you look older than me!" ”

"Really?" Lao Zhou also laughed, he lifted the cannon in his hand and smashed it under the chessboard, and the black cannon seemed to let out a lion-like roar because of this fall, and it happened to be stuck on the murderous horse's legs. And the menacing horse seemed to be frightened to move because he heard the roar of the lion.

"But the chess pieces never lie."

"It's like this game, although you have the first Red in your hand, but the last thing that can call the general is that you always look down on the Black side who is trying to catch up with Red."

"Old Sun, General!"