Military tactics are not about playing chess, nor is it about what Xia Ji thought of using sand tables to perform tactical deductions.

But he was not surprised. When he first came, he thought it was just ancient times. This ancient concept had been overturned many times.

If in ancient times, the ladder model of Gongshu Ban and Mozi was a typical sand table tactical deduction.

But in this era, the so-called military strategist was actually conducted on a white jade chessboard.

There are very few such chessboards, and the number of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is only between one hand and two hand, and most of them are hidden in the army for tactical deduction. There is also one in the Great Zhou Palace, but no one uses it normally and no one cares about it.

Luo Guhan took out the chessboard.

The jade color of the chessboard is very white, as white as bones.

"Don't Xiaoyao Hou know? These chessboard legends are all made of the skeletons of a giant demon. The demon fell from the sky like a meteorite. After several tests, the skeletons were discovered by the wizard of wizards of that year and made them into a seven-sided bone jade sand plate."

Xia Ji stretched out his finger and gently touched the chessboard. When he touched his finger, he was a little stunned.

Luo Guhan said: "Do you feel that your spiritual sense is being sucked into it?

There are a total of 100,000 soldiers and horses in this sand table, and each soldier has the power of a soldier. The general talks to the chessboard and controls these soldiers and horses to compete.

The terrain in the sand table is transformed based on the scenery of a hundred miles in a radius.

All kinds of battles are their own secrets, so only the two sides who talk to each other can see it.”

"What kind of demon is this? How can it have such a strange effect?"

"The world is vast, and we don't know a lot of things... You have been studying the [Qian Gong's Essay] for ten days. I have talked a lot in the [Qian Gong's Essay], but the most insightful thing is his argument about the surprise attack.

This is the strategy of the strategist. Once you can really detect it, condense and use popularity and morale, then your troops under your command can be surprised and unpredictable when they attack."

Luo Guhan smiled and looked at the boy who was much younger than him, "Does Xiaoyao Hou want a plate? It just so happened that I can see what you have learned these days."

There was gray in his eyes.

When looking at people, it is a little turbid.

The air is a little quiet.

The house is quiet, too.

Although there is no tension, there is a strange atmosphere, which is a strange illusion that "we are observing each other carefully, but they have no observation at all."

Xia Ji looked out the window, and the snow fell outside the window again. He yawned: "It's too cold."

"I was negligent. The earth dragon did not open and the fireplace did not burn. I have been in the north for a long time and didn't care much about the cold."

After a while.

The earth dragon is open.

The fireplace is burning.

The bonfire shines on the houses in front of the twilight, and the new and old books on the bookshelf are also warm and bright.

Luo Guhan sat quietly at the table, reached out to compare the gesture of asking for help: "Try talking with me?"

Xia Ji said: "I can't help you, let alone I don't need to really go to war."

Luo Guhan was stunned, "Don't let Xiaoyao Hou down on the kindness of the Pavilion's hometown and the queen's expectations."

Xia Ji: "If you can't get down, you won't get down."

Luo Guhan: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. I thought I had lost many times before I gained experience."

Xia Ji shook his head, "I will never go down."

Luo Guhan was not angry either. He practiced meditation in his early years and was extremely energetic, so he smiled and said, "Okay, Xiaoyao Hou is free, there are still some matters to be handled in our military camp. I won't come back tonight...

It’s cold. If Xiaoyao Hou doesn’t want to go back, then let the servants in the mansion manage a room and stay here.

I will leave this sand table here, and the books on the bookshelf here, let Xiaoyaohou refer to it."

He looks very well-placed.

Xia Ji said: "It's so late, General Luo is still out?"

Luo Guhan said: "For the general, there is no time, only time. The point where others are sleepy may be the time for us to attack."

Xia Ji said: "The public security around the capital is pretty good. There is no urgent matter? Otherwise... I would like to invite General Luo to drink? The kind of flowers..."

Luo Guhan shook his head: "I don't drink. As for public security, the refugees in Lurong Mansion are ungrateful. They think that the natural disaster is because of the emperor and the queen, so they are very furious. I killed several groups when I came back.

In addition, there are many bandits, and they deserve to die. I went to catch them and beheaded one by one.

Okay, it’s getting late, please stay or stay as you like."

He said it lightly, but the murderous intent hidden in it was extremely terrifying.

"Okay." Xia Ji said, "Your room is quite warm anyway."

Luo Guhan took two steps, smiled and suddenly turned his head: "I look forward to fighting Xiaoyaohou one day."

After saying that, he looked at Xia Ji quietly. All the expressions of the boy, even the degree of his pupil contraction, fell into his eyes.

Xia Ji said lazily: "I can't get you, I won't get you."

Luo Guhan didn't say much, turned around and pushed the door and left.

The moment the door of the house was closed, both of them had changed their expressions, and then their lips curled at the same time.

Luo Guhan narrowed his eyes.

Zhulong's death, as well as the inferences and information sharing, has already made him know that Emperor Yan Luo is the strong man standing behind Xia Ji's brother and sister.

And Xia Ji is not simple either. He is called a playboy on the surface and is regarded as a fool, but he is not angry at all.

As for whether Xia Ji and Yan Luo will be the same person, the information shared by Zhulong has given detailed processes and inferences, and this point has been rejected.

I thought Zhulong and the Yan Luo would have to fight for a while, but I didn't expect Zhulong to die if he said he would die.

So much so that he had to leave the territory he was responsible for, temporarily put aside his affairs in the North, and deal with the remaining things for the dead Zhulong.

Xia Ji lay comfortably, watching the flames in the fireplace fade.

[Yin Ce] It has arrived at LV10, so he can naturally enter the sand table and try to play a game with Luo Guhan.

But he would not use Luo Guhan's sand table to fight.

Of course I won't even stay overnight.

Don't do what the enemy wants you to do, no matter how reliable it seems.

now...

He knew that Luo Guhan knew that Emperor Yan Luo was even standing behind him.

I also know that Luo Guhan didn't know that he had guessed that he was also from the Holy Society.

The purpose of Luo Guhan and even the Holy Society was not to kill him.

During this period of battle, he probably understood.

The Holy Society wants to rob the divine weapons.

Take control of this continent.

We must let the Great Zhou be overthrown.

so...

The Holy One will not kill him or Xia Ning. They will use themselves and Xia Ning to push the Great Zhou into the abyss of destruction.

As for the underworld, they had to get rid of it, because the Yan Luo in the underworld could actually kill Zhulong, which is a very serious problem.

As for Luo Guhan's saying "I look forward to fighting with him one day", it is just a temptation, a habitual confirmation.

now...

He used Luo Guhan to raise the third rank [State of War].

Come and catch more senior leaders of the Holy Church.

and...

Luo Guhan was also using him to constantly test the underworld.

Killing Zhulong, the nature of the Yinsi force is completely different from before.

While thinking, Xia Ji wrapped himself in his coat, opened his black umbrella, went out of the door, and walked towards his leisurely pleasure boat along the path that was almost uninhabited.

He had only taken a few steps and there was a shadow.

The shadow was with him, but no one noticed it.

The first of all flowers in the oil paper umbrella, the gorgeous white peach blossoms.
Chapter completed!