Although it sounds ridiculous, there is no doubt about it.
At this moment, Black's morale exploded to an unprecedented level.
As long as you can win this battle and survive, you can have sex with the woman you love.
As long as you can win this battle, you will be exempted from military service and taxes in the future, and the state will even provide pensions.
How dare such a king who considers his soldiers not to die for them?
kill!
In an instant, all of Black's soldiers began to charge forward as if they were out of control.
"That's right, the first team will attack from the front, and the second team will attack from the side. The bishop will support you at any time!"
Sora continuously directed the soldiers on the field to make tactical changes.
"hateful!"
Mandela clenched his fists, his face full of displeasure.
What a bunch of bastards!
Why is it like this? Even though some seemingly silly words can make these virtual chess pieces burst out with such enthusiasm?!
impossible.
Mandela couldn't understand.
They are obviously just a group of creatures that are temporarily given life and are similar to familiars.
Why are you so stimulated by such outrageous conditions?
Mandela was a little confused.
Although these chess pieces are very anthropomorphic.
But in the final analysis, it is just the demon king manifesting into an existence similar to a familiar.
There is no past and no future.
Even after this game of chess is over, both sides will start over.
By then both sides will be brand new chess pieces.
So the question is, even if such chess pieces promise them so many benefits, can they get them?
Mandela couldn't understand the thoughts of these chess pieces.
"One team of defense, knights..."
Mandela began to direct quickly.
On the battlefield, the chess pieces of the black and white sides instantly entered a state of anxiety.
"So, this is chess, right?"
A lizard man who stood upright swallowed his saliva and said in a dry voice.
"Yes, this is indeed chess."
An Amazon warrior next to the lizard man confirmed.
"So, it was agreed that this would be a turn-based game?"
I don't know who said something, and the scene instantly fell into silence.
Although I know that this game does not seem to be the same as ordinary chess, but——
Looking at the field, there are two sides attacking and defending like two armies.
Don’t your consciences hurt when you play chess like this?
This is no longer a turn-based game, but has become a battle game!
"asshole!"
Mandela clenched his fists tightly, with uncontrollable anger on his face.
You have obviously seen through the opponent's subterfuge, but why does it still develop into this situation?
Although the black and white chess pieces on the field seemed to be in a state of anxiety at the moment, he could see that his side had been playing with two strokes.
After all, one's side is using an iron-blooded policy, while the other side is using "low-grade" tactics to boost morale.
In comparison, my side is lagging behind.
The next moment, Mandela clenched his fist tightly.
No matter what, our side must not lose in this competition!
It's not only Samandra's face problem, but more importantly because of Samandra.
This is the first battle for Sandora, the leader of the class rulers. Even if it costs her own life, she must win this game!
"Brother Mandela, let me come."
Following Sandora's words, Mandela stepped back respectfully.
Then Sandora took out a gift card.
"strengthen!"
As Sandora finished speaking, the white chess piece, which was originally in a stalemate and even slightly at a disadvantage, suddenly seemed to have been given a forceful injection, and the one-sided battle began at this moment.
Black's pieces are retreating steadily.
Cheers continued at this moment.
At this moment, pairs of blazing eyes kept scanning Sandora's face.
That was a look of reverence.
No matter what, the other party is the devil's subordinate.
To be able to defeat the Demon King's men, this kind of strength is enough to serve as a class ruler!
"Sister...sister, things seem to be not right~"
A rare cold sweat broke out on Sora's forehead.
It would be too much cheating to just take out the gift card to strengthen the soldiers on your side!
Glancing at Xiao Se, he saw that Xiao Se didn't move at all, and Kong's brain began to work at a very fast speed.
"Admit defeat. Although you are the devil's subordinates, you cannot defeat me without any gifts."
Looking at the panicked brother and sister, Sandora kindly reminded them.
Although there are many rumors among the lower class, the devil kings are a group of extremely vicious people.
But the Demon King and his men he met this time did not seem to be extremely evil people.
"Haha, you underestimate me!"
Suddenly, Kong covered his head and sneered.
"White soldiers, please put down your weapons!"
The next moment, Sora's voice came out.
The originally anxious battlefield suddenly came to a standstill.
"Soldiers, do you really want to serve such a king?"
The sound that struck the soul made all the soldiers tremble.
"Forcing all soldiers to go to the battlefield, and punishing them with atrocities if they don't go to the battlefield, is such a king worthy of your worship?"
"Asshole, do it!"
Mandela instinctively felt that something was wrong, and ordered the soldiers below. A knight jumped up instantly and was about to launch a surprise attack!
"Dang~"
"What?!"
The sound of gold and iron making Mandela's eyes widen.
Although he had been strengthened, Mandela was not surprised at all even if the knight was stopped by the opponent's soldiers.
However, the person stopping his men at this moment turned out to be——
His own bishop!
Why--
Can this game still be played like this?!
"In contrast, our king here is considerate of the life and death of his men at every step. You actually want to hurt such a virtuous king who considers the people. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
The next moment, Kong suddenly opened the hair on Bai's face that was blocking his eyes.
Cute eyes with tears instantly appeared in the eyes of all the soldiers on the chessboard.
"All soldiers with conscience who do not want to be ruled by tyrants, take up your weapons and end this battle completely. I promise that after the war is over, the rewards I promised to my soldiers will be the same rewards to
All soldiers with conscience.
Rise up, you who do not want to be slaves!"
"Roar~"
The next moment, the atmosphere in the venue changed again.
Suddenly, about half of the white chess pieces turned gray.
Originally there were only black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, but a third chess piece suddenly appeared.
"Under a high-pressure military regime, although orders and prohibitions can be enforced, mutiny is more likely to occur."
Xiao Se looked at Ni Hui Izayoi beside him and said quietly.