"The city is a thousand meters long, its shape is square, the enemy camp is five hundred meters away from the city, equal to the four sides, connected in a straight line, ask how long is the perimeter?"

This question, Daoist Fang couldn't answer it, and it was almost the same as asking the Taoist chief.

"The opposite side is four thousand meters on each side, and the hypotenuse side is seven hundred and seven on each side, and the eight sides are six thousand eight hundred and twenty-eight meters. Chen Ping pinched a chalk pen and drew on the bluestone at the head of the city: "If one meter can accommodate two pawns, it will take 13,656 pawns to besiege the city for a week, and he has 300,000 pawns, how many layers can surround my city?"

This question can still be tried hard, and it will be counted: "Uh, twenty-one and two floors!"

"Layer upon layer, less than twenty-one, then twenty. Chen Ping lowered his head and asked while drawing: "Five pawns and one tent, tent and camp, twenty layers of enclosure, how many tents are there?"

This is a good answer: "Five pawns and one account, 300,000 people, there should be 60,000 accounts." ”

"The city of Liangzhou is 1,500 meters long, the enemy camp is 800 meters away from the city, and so on, you can do the math. Chen Ping raised his eyes and smiled.

Captain Chen is joking, so Daoist Fang doesn't count: "Haha, this is a gossip mirror!"

It's not a gossip mirror, the shape is not different, the enemy camp is said to be octagonal and octagonal, and there is a square in it, which is Liangzhou City: "Liangzhou City is one thousand and five, and Liangzhou City is six feet and eight feet high. "Zhan Ping, Chen Qianzong of Yizhou City, Peony is also Wuzen's second brother-in-law, that is, the young general who shouted on the stage when Fang Yin came: "Although the soldiers are impermanent, the water is impermanent, but the preparation is still done as much as possible, this is what your father said." ”

The eldest father in the army of tens of millions of people is not as close as one person, and Zhanping has already regarded Fang Yin as his brother, just like every soldier here. Of course, Captain Chen is a dignified and long-ranking military general of the Jingchao Dynasty, with a rank of 2,000 stones, and a commander of 1,000 people, so let him teach the Taoist priest that is really a condescending talent: "Brother Chen Ping, the black flag is the men and horses of the black bone prince, and the white flag is the men and horses of the rabble prince, why don't you see the men and horses of the Unu prince?" Chen Ping smiled slightly, looking at the undulating banner company camp like white water in the Black Mountain, and his heroic eyebrows were of a different brilliance: "Wuhetu Khan is old, and the battle for the throne of Xiliang is in this dynasty, and the 200,000 horses of Prince Unu will arrive tomorrow morning." ”

The three-way army, the three princes, and the unu and the black bones, will gather outside the city of Liangzhou tomorrow morning.

The war is about to begin.

The old khan said to his three sons that whoever took the capital of Longjing first would be the king of Xiliang.

The war has begun.

It is not fair that the second prince, Prince Wugu, commanded the 150,000 horses of the Black Flag Army, the third prince Wuhe commanded the 150,000 horses of the White Flag Army, and the 200,000 most elite Yellow Flag Army led by Unu did not come.

The war has already begun.

The 500,000 army is almost exhausted by the strength of the Xiliang country, and the Xiliang country only has 200,000 armaments left, and this time it can be said that it is bound to win! 500,000 is quite a lot, and the Longjing army is only 500,000 in the whole country. A small Liangzhou city, since it must be taken, ten and surrounded, nearly twenty times the troops, not to mention the Xiliang iron cavalry field invincible, strong soldiers, strong horses, abundant grain and grass, well-equipped morale, and more Xiliang national division Tuojialuo commander holding the tiger talisman strategizing -

When it came to the Living Buddha, Fang Yin finally understood.

That prophecy, that spell, maybe will end here.

Fang Yin doesn't believe in fate, but there are some things that are better not to know in advance.

"It's a game of chess, and we're all pawns on the board. Chen Ping drew on the stone with a chalk pen again, and said the words like a philosopher: "The people in the city, the people outside the city, the people who came, and the people who didn't come, are all chess pieces that fall or do not fall in the chess grid, one after another." "One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, but in whose hands is the victory or defeat? Who is the one who plays this war chess game? The chess pieces are not autonomous, and this is a kind of sadness: "But you can not be in the game, you can be a spectator, watching the chess without saying a word." ”

This is a war without gunpowder, like Liangzhou City at this time, but the undulating tents are as cold as a forest, and the swords and guns are in front of you, but the roar of the mountains and the tsunami and the earth-shattering sound of war drums and horns are in the ears. Fang Yin didn't want to be a spectator, and Fang Yin didn't want to be a chess piece, Fang Yin was still smiling because he hadn't yet comprehended the true meaning of Chen Ping's words, and those words were originally said by Old General Fang.

When night came, a bonfire was lit outside the city, and the dense tents were like stars in the sky, twinkling and flashing, blinking mischievous eyes. At this time, the city was quiet, and the boxy Liangzhou City was like a giant beast sleeping in the wilderness, quiet to silence, to dead silence, and finally exuded a daunting breath of death. The city was quiet, and the outside of the city was lively again, and the soldiers of Xiliang Kingdom were singing and dancing loudly, and the scorching fire was under the spirits, laughing and stirring the bulging thunder, and the sparks were burning the heavens and the earth, as if they were carnival before the end of the world.

Stone house, this is one.

General Fang and Master Kong are playing chess, chess.

Fang Yin and Wuchan and Lingxiu are watching, the horse walks the sun, the elephant walks the field, and the car takes the straight road and cannons over the mountain.

In this game, the old master lost again.

It can be said that it is tragic, heroic and righteous, the old general is red, and there is only one soldier and one commander left.

The old master is in charge of the black, and there is only one general and one soldier left.

When the old master set up the sheep's horns, he had already admitted defeat, and the old master knew that the little soldier would not be greedy for merit and go straight to the Nine Palaces.

Because there is an old handsome man, the kind of old treacherous and slippery.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, what matters is the doorway, when you pack up the chessboard, the old master puts the chess pieces back into the wooden box one by one, leaving only the round and flat red soldier in his hand: "This is the chess piece, this is the chess box, I will leave a line of sky-" The old master set up the wooden box, and only left a line between the lid and the box: "If you want to put the chess pieces in, your hands can't touch the wooden box, which of the three of you will give it a try?" This is another game, this is another question, everyone here is a good teacher: "I'll come!"

Daoist Fang came first, Daoist Fang was a smart person: "Smack!"

The chess pieces are thick, the line is thin, and there is no thick room, and Daoist Fang slapped the table!

The chess piece fell into the box, and the lid of the box shook to the side: "Haha!

"Indecent!" the old master commented, and Daoist Fang was angry, which is called being smart but being mistaken by cleverness. In fact, Daoist Fang has many ways to prevent his hands from moving his feet, or simply pick up the lid of the box with a small stick: "Wu Zen, you come!"

"What?" "The monk is stupid, and he has only passed six of the seven tricks: "No Zen can't, Master—"

Monk Lingxiu smiled.

Lingxiu smiled slightly, stepped forward to open the lid of the box, and gently placed the chess pieces inside: "Good, good." ”

"Excellent. The old master made a comment, and Fang Dao's morale was ruined!

There is also nothing to say.

"This, this, Master—" The Wuzen monk was still at a loss, not knowing that he had already understood the trick.

This, too, is so annoying!

"The inferior and the superior have it, and the middle is an understanding. The old master closed the lid of the box and said with a smile: "Lingxiu, it's your turn." "Lingxiu is watching, there is nothing wrong with the box, there is no trace of it, there is no way out. Lingxiu is facing a huge challenge: "The battle situation has been decided, the people and horses are safe, why leave a small soldier outside the bureau?" Lingxiu can't help it, but Lingxiu can ask: "The inside should be combined with the outside, and the vacant position is waiting, when you ask the master, where is his position?"

The old master laughed and pointed, "Here." ”

It's the upper corner of the box, the lower left corner.

Clearly, Lingxiu picked up the chess pieces and put them in the position pointed out by the old master: "The two countries are fine, the family is reunited, the little soldiers and little soldiers, go home." ”

With a click, the piece fell in.

"Haha!haha!" "Haha!" So the mystery is mysterious, the trick is changed, Wu Chan clapped his hands and laughed haha: "It's gone! It's gone!" "It's gone outside, it's inside, and there's no way to get there:" The beauty of adults is not limited to things, Lingxiu is Lingxiu, and it can be said that the talent of the countryman is the talent of the country!" As for Daoist Fang, if he is obscene, he naturally has only one end: "With a head and no brains, blindly arrogant, Fang Yin, you can only be a small soldier, and you are born to be the life of the child." ”

"You're not converting, you're squeezing!" Daoist Fang was not convinced, and jumped and shouted: "I'm a horse, I can jump! Look! I'm jumping!"

"Herod!" But there was a horse, and outside the door there was a horse calling, "Puff!"

"And the cannon! I'm the cannon! Bang!" The little soldier was still unconvinced, and slapped the table: "What is the head and brainless, I call it, fight cattle across the mountain!"

"Death without Zen! Don't go back to the house to sleep!" "The cannon is coming, the thunderbolt is blasting the sky cannon, and the cattle are hitting the mountains: "Follow the nonsense, you want to die!"

It seems that Daoist Fang can only be a small soldier, walking step by step, and he can't turn back: "Hey!"

But several people were laughing, and it was a joke.

But small soldiers are also good as small soldiers, and it is best to leave it to the end, General Fang said: "You are inconspicuous, and it is difficult to protect yourself, but your brothers are the most-"

Life is like chess, torrents and reefs, in the same boat, and take care of each other!