Chapter 701 (1/2)
Imperial capital, heavenly palace.
”Which set is this?”
The imperial princess become dejected and despondent sitting on the opposite side of the chess table. The cold, frost like eyes look at a disgraceful face, a face of a dog losing face, and a letter in his hand.
”Thirty seventh set.” Brandon, with his hands drooping naturally and his face paralyzed on the table, whispered. His bloody eyes under his messy red hair were staring at the dying black chess on the chessboard.
”Impatient?”
”Who said that?”
”Oh... That's ready to admit defeat?”
”No!”
A feeble retort, even with an exclamation point, will not help; Brandon, exhausted to the extreme, is not even interested in raising his head. He just wants to lie down for a while.
Playing chess with his father Eckhart was the most frustrating thing Brandon had ever encountered in his life.
To be fair, Brandon didn't think he could win... Or it was easy to win; He expected that his father's request must be prepared, and he could guess that he would be very difficult at the beginning, or even lose miserably.
However, it was definitely not so miserable - each of the 37 sets was a complete defeat.
The so-called ”complete defeat” is not a quick victory, or look through the chess path to find the flaw; But kill all your pieces every time, and then the general.
Even later, Brandon, who gave up on himself, took the initiative to ”send the general”, his majesty Eckhart II still took no time to ”clean up” all his edges and corners, and then let his king chess make the last ”curtain call”.
This is no longer a game, this is a one-sided killing, thorough devastation... With the most shocking, cruel and violent means, let Brandon see what he is most proud of and how worthless in front of his father.
The strong run wild, the weak are slaughtered... There is no calm and pride of the winner, not even the least fig leaf.
Thirty seven sets - according to the progress of two sets a day, there is another set tonight; But now Brandon has no power, and even began to fear the setting sun.
”Not so soon?” fillonay glanced at him. ”The pain of defeat is the darkness that will be experienced before dawn... I remember a saying that describes it.”
”Really? Then why do I think my dawn has fallen early before it comes?”
Glancing at his mouth, Brandon sat up with his eyelids down: ”my sister-in-law is so interested in coming to me. She should not only come to see how ugly I lost?”
”Half a reason,” said the Royal Highness Princess. ”It's one of my interests to see a guy who always smug himself in the best place.”
”What a terrible interest. I began to worry about the happiness of brother Huang for the rest of my life.” shrugged, Brandon held his right cheek wearily, and his big red eyes blinked and blinked:
”What about the other half?”
Philrone put the letter on the table: ”your 'former' wizard adviser, Loren Turin, led Byrne reinforcements, about 15000 people entered Boyi.”
”After defeating the vanguard of about 10000 ChiYan flag, he has gone north with the 1000 boa Hussars who broke through... He should be on the way to Qianzhang city now.”
”Is it so detailed?” Brandon raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at the letter in his hand, and then turned his eyes to his sister-in-law: ”what did lute infinite give you?”
”Why, do you think there is no night watchman in Boyi?”
”Just a little sigh...” Brandon opened the envelope and the surprise in his eyes remained: ”but 15000 people... How can Byrne have only 15000 people?”
”Obviously, Prince Laszlo Varna didn't tell the truth in his distress letter. Your 'former' wizard adviser made a wrong estimate of the situation of the war.”
Fillonay leaned forward slightly, his eyes drooped and looked at the ”tragic” chessboard: ”he doesn't know what terrible opponent he will face, nor does he know his original powerful ally. At present, he has already collapsed due to infighting.”