章 209: The Survivors of the Ludwig Army

Old Man Zito acted as if he had not heard the question and focused on the chessboard.

His chess skills were far inferior to Yuzo Quon's, yet he still wanted to play against Braydon Neal? He was simply asking for trouble.

The white chess pieces on the chessboard were like tigers, and they had the power to swallow mountains and rivers. The tiger occupied half of the chessboard, and it could eat up half of Old Man Zito's black chess pieces if they went forward. The retreating chess pieces were impregnable, and there were no loopholes at all.

Yuzo was completely engrossed in the sight as he said in shock, "No wonder the northern army has never lost a single battle in the northern territory since its establishment. You can see why from the chessboard."

Playing chess was like life, and it was more like the movement of the troops and setting up an array to fight.