Blessings to the beautiful stars

The war chess game jointly developed by Struch and Guhua Qingkong has developed quite maturely. The gameplay has lost all the complexity and jerkyness, making it easy to play to the extreme.

But Zuo Wu knew that this easy-to-use trap was a real trap, a honey carefully brewed by bugmen and mechas, the purpose was to trick novices into killing them.

The evidence is that every time I play chess with them, when I just use the chess pieces to form an array, I will see the calmness that makes me frustrated appear on the abstract face of the worm-man, or I can hear the ancient painting "Clear Sky" with the light trembling of its engine. He hummed disdainfully.

Then he would be killed by them, throwing his helmet and armor off, completely defeated, and unable to fight back.

Just a few times like this, Zuo Wu only felt that his confidence and IQ had been torn to pieces gently.

But because his skills are inferior to others after all, he has no way to vent, so he can only keep a respectful distance from this game of war, and then look at the newcomers who have been tricked into the pit one after another from a distance, hesitating to speak.

So today.

When Rong Liangyuan proposed to play such a round, Zuo Wu thought that he would be ashamed again today, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But seeing the figure of the mercenary leader who can't even turn his head, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to lose today no matter what.

Carefully bypassing Rong Liangyuan's body overflowing from the chair, Zuo Wu sat opposite him, a chessboard combining projection and reality unfolded, and every inch of the pattern that emerged on the chess pieces was extremely familiar, and it also aroused those embarrassing memories.

...Considering defeat before winning, Zuo Wu picked up a chess piece and decided to use some off-court factors to interfere with his opponent.

"Rong Liangyuan, I remember that you were originally selected for the 'Great General' of the legion that went to the sea of ​​light and stars," Zuo Wu said.

"...Yes, it's just that when the first batch of expeditionary troops set off, I still had a lot of recruits on my hands. If I don't train them well, I won't be able to escape," Rong Liangyuan nodded with difficulty.

Zuo Wu smiled:
"Come on, everyone knows how to choose between training recruits and becoming the supreme commander of an army. Ten thousand steps back, I don't believe that you don't have a trustworthy subordinate. You can't even entrust such things as military training. You have to do it yourself."

talking.

The theme of this war chess game is to simulate a battlefield, and both sides of the game are their respective commanders.Zuo Wu bowed his head, his chess pieces had already unfolded, and it was considered stable.

Rong Liangyuan was similar, he fiddled with his chess pieces, after a few steps, he was finally depressed:

"Indeed, Your Majesty has learned from you. Because I am still a mercenary at heart, cunning, and profit-seeking. It is strange that I would volunteer to take the lead in a new battlefield and a new enemy."

"I have to see what happened to your first legion and assess the risks."

Zuo Wu nodded. Indeed, at the beginning of the war, he himself was extremely cautious, and the action strategy of the entire first batch of legions was also conservative, and it took a lot of time to find out the reality of the bright star sea.

Because of conservatism, even contact was strictly controlled, and Zuo Wu himself had great difficulty in contacting the legion.At that time, the days were the most difficult. No one knew whether they would open their eyes and hear the sad news of the annihilation of the whole army.

Just the memory is suffocating, but it's all in the past.

Zuo Wu bowed his head, feeling that the past had turned into the steps of the pawns in his hand, the round was moving forward, and it was like time slipping away through his fingers.

Unconsciously.

The chess game has ended the preparation stage for both sides, and it is time to start a full-scale confrontation.

In the past, at this time, Zuo Wu would always be beaten by mechas or insects, and he would always feel confused, always wondering why there was such a big gap between his own operations and theirs.

This time is different.

The pawns he sent out to test were actually a [-]-[-] match against Rong Liangyuan's.He didn't collapse at the first touch, and he didn't realize that his hometown had been stolen by the other party when he came back to his senses.

……what?

Isn't he a bad chess basket?

Zuo Wu only felt a little bit of confidence quietly integrated into his limbs, and his chess strategy began to become bold and aggressive, with the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles.

Just like when I realized that the fleet of Guangxing Xinghai was not one-ten-thousandth as powerful as I imagined.

And what about Rong Liangyuan?
Frankly speaking, his preparation and operation are remarkable.Zuo Wu knew that after operation, Rong Liangyuan's combat power of each chess piece was still a line higher than his own.

But Rong Liangyuan seemed to cherish his chess pieces too much. As long as the chess pieces were damaged a little, they would mobilize several times their strength to support them.

After saving a pawn, Rong Liangyuan would often thin his defenses elsewhere because he mobilized too many support forces.

This allowed Zuo Wu to take advantage of the loopholes and continue to kill Rong Liangyuan's other chess pieces, which in turn allowed Rong Liangyuan to mobilize more forces to support each other.

then.

The more the mercenary leader supported, the more pieces he was injured, and he was surrounded by Zuo Wu.After a few downs, the defenses that had been in good shape were crumbled to pieces, and they fell into chaos.

Zuo Wu was a little overjoyed, feeling that when he fiddled with the chess pieces, the wind passing through his fingertips began to become lively. Although he warned himself over and over again to be cautious at such a time, he still couldn't stand letting his chess pieces go. faster and faster.

If the opponent has a backhand, this can be called underestimating the enemy and aggressively advancing; if not, then this is synonymous with overwhelming power.

It's a pity that Rong Liangyuan was the one who was overwhelmed.

Compared with Zuo Wu's relaxed and freehand style, every step the mercenary leader took seemed extremely difficult, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and his chess hand was trembling even more.

He knew that in order to regain the situation, he must have the courage of a strong man to cut his wrists, abandon all the chess pieces that have collapsed the defense line, and are supporting and covering each other to regroup.

He can't.

at last.

Gather all the forces in Zuo Wu, and before the decisive battle comes, there will be no doubt that there will be a bloody front.

Rong Liangyuan sighed, dropped his hands, leaned back on the chair, and said softly, "I lost."

"Chengcheng, if you don't cherish your chess pieces so much, the outcome is unpredictable," Zuo Wu grinned: "Wait, you are not using your chess playing style to explain to me why you didn't take over the legion 'Great General'."

The mercenary leader muffled: "I think I am."

"War and chess are two different things, I don't believe you don't know." Zuo Wu frowned.

And Rong Liangyuan just let out a discouraged wry smile. This time, it seemed that he had completely vented his confidence as a soldier and his hope of returning to the battlefield:

"...Your Majesty, I have always had a question in my mind, that is, since this world is a script, how different is the us in the script from the chess pieces in our hands?"

Zuo Wu's frown deepened: "As a mercenary, when you worked for other regimes, you were used as a pawn. Don't tell me that you are only becoming sentimental now."

Rong Liangyuan nodded, the only thing he could move sensitively was his neck, which was like a hill. The only thing he could do was raise his head slightly, thinking about the past that had disappeared:

"The truth is this. When I was a mercenary, I was used as a pawn by my employer for a long time. Those high-ranking garbage..."

"I used to always think that if I become Ling Yunzhi in the future, I can also become the kind of high-ranking trader who uses other people's sexual fate to plan strategies. I can't do worse than my former employer."

"Ha, because it's so easy to use other people's lives as nothing, and command from above?"

As he said that, the mercenary leader closed his bloodshot eyes and looked directly at Zuo Wu: "But...haha, Your Majesty, have you ever killed livestock?"

Zuo Wu was stunned: "No."

"Then I have to tell you that there is a taboo in killing livestock, that is, you must never name the livestock. If you don't name them, you won't have feelings. Then killing them for meat will only be killing, and there will be no need. It's a burden, it's simple, right?"

Rong Liangyuan's closed eyes did not open again:

"It's such a simple matter, but it's difficult for some herdsmen. Herdsmen who drive their sheep on the vast grassland may not see a few living people throughout the year."

"They have to talk and communicate, otherwise they will forget how to say it. But it seems that the only ones who can talk are the flocks they are grazing."

Left Wu Moran.

Rong Liangyuan moved, as if his mind had gotten rid of his out-of-control body shape, and invested in the fragrance and vastness of the grassland. He became the herdsman who could only talk to the flock:

"What should I say to the flock? I will name them, and I will give them different personalities and identities with a civilized eye. I will see the love in the eyes of the ewe when the lambs are born, and see how they interact with each other. Licking, arguing, becoming more and more human."

"You said, is this a role-playing game that belongs exclusively to herdsmen?"

"But a sheep will grow up. When they are one or two years old, they should be sold for meat."

"The herdsmen drove them to the slaughterhouse, and sold their stories and friendship with themselves;"

"Then, watching the sheep's mother and her son walking side by side into the smelly room, tell the big sheep that your child is timid, you have to eat the knife first, and set an example for the child;"

"Tell the lamb not to bleat or mess around when watching his mother being killed, otherwise his mother will be sad, struggle, and cause trouble for the butcher..."

Rong Liangyuan clenched his fists:
"The herdsman's religion will call the whole life of the sheep their 'homework', and the knife is the final test. From then on, they will escape from the sea of ​​suffering and go to heaven to enjoy happiness;"

"Then, the herdsman who helped them finish their homework is left alone, and continues to endure the loneliness of the grassland, to name and communicate with the new flock, and to sell their stories again and again."

"Haha, and I train soldiers, isn't it the same?"

Zuo Wu pursed his lips: "At least here, soldiers are not going to die, but to earn a job."

"Yes, Your Majesty, yes!" Rong Liangyuan suddenly became extremely excited:
"So in the beginning, I put all my heart and soul into training the recruits. I also wanted to be the general who took human life as a pawn, but the bad thing is that the first batch of legions came back too slowly, and I spent too long with the recruits. .”

"Your Majesty, you know that real people like you and me are either in high positions, or enjoying life with endless resources. These recruits are almost all simulations of scripts."

"Because it's a simulation, I have no scruples about practicing them. But the bad thing is that after getting along for too long, I know their names. Ha, ha, they are so realistic, they are not cattle and sheep, they really have their own names! "

"I know their names one by one, and I know their identities one by one... As a mercenary, no one will obey me if I don't treat my subordinates as brothers. As a general, I thought I could get rid of this habit, but... ..."

Rong Liangyuan's eyes opened, bloodshot and sad tears mixed together: "But I failed, especially knowing that Guangming Xinghai is vulnerable, and the soldiers I trained will almost certainly be rewarded as long as they go to the battlefield, especially so. "

Zuo Wu was a little confused: "Aren't you afraid of their sacrifice, but are you afraid that they will be rewarded by me?"

"Yes, sacrifice is an inherent risk for soldiers, and no one should deny it. I can accept, or even accept, that the whole army is wiped out and the souls return to their hometown. But I always feel that our sacrifice must be meaningful," Rong Liangyuan Shen Sheng:

"Meaning, whether it is for the country, or for the family, or for oneself, or for money, is a kind of meaning. But...haha, these virtual soldiers, the soldiers I trained, just can't earn this meaning! "

"Because once the bright star sea is destroyed, it means that this script will come to an end, and their life will come to an abrupt end, and they will be directly erased by Burning Luo!"

"Haha, I trained them, turned them into qualified soldiers, and let them go to the battlefield, which is accelerating the downfall of the Light Star Sea. When the Light Star Sea disappears, they will also end."

"Does this mean that my practice is teaching them to commit suicide happily?!"

Rong Liangyuan couldn't help laughing wildly:
"Haha, hahahaha, the sheep sent to the slaughterhouse by the herders will leave a bowl of delicious meat. But the soldiers I sent to the battlefield will have nothing left!"

"...Even I am the same, once the big dream of this script wakes up, all the meaning I earned here will also be like a dream, Your Majesty, the names of the virtual warriors I know, together with you and me this time Chess game,"

"What evidence can prove that they ever existed?"

Zuo Wu Moran suddenly lowered his head, and saw a piece of crystal seemed to fall at Rong Liangyuan's feet——

It is the horizon, Rong Liangyuan's horizon, a unique piece.The mercenary leader only has one eye, as if the mercenary leader has the only freedom left when he chooses to see a person as a real person or a virtual person at the moment when the script is not over.

On the other side, Woking seems to want to say something, but has been hesitating.

Zuo Wu exhaled, got up, and looked at the chessboard again: "...At least I won you in chess today, I will remember it. No matter whether there is any evidence to prove that this game happened in the future, I will remember it."

Rong Liangyuan chuckled, causing ripples in his overflowing body for an instant.The mercenary leader didn't speak anymore, but stared at the chess game that had ended, muttering to himself.

It seems to give these chess pieces a name.

The chess game stopped at the moment before Zuo Wu launched a general attack and massacre, and the chess pieces seemed to maintain their lives and high spirits of resistance, as if they had obtained eternal life in the chess game that would never continue. (end of this chapter)