Magic Martial Arts

So the 'chess board' game officially kicked off...

The first to move was the sergeant phalanx where the 'old' king' of the grassland on the left was... Batu Bayin. The cavalry gathered in front of the army, widening and thickening it, like forming a thick 'wall', successfully blocking the view of the enemy's 'new' king' of the grassland on the right, Temuchele's army camp.

Then a strange scene appeared. As the cavalry 'wall' took shape, the soldiers at the back came with a large group of horses from nowhere. They rode away to the far rear, then returned and were replaced by the next group, which continued the cycle. It was really strange to watch!

But if you are careful, you will find that everyone is wet when they come back...

On the other side, beside the golden chariot at the back of the sergeant formation on the right side of the battlefield, a typical grassland strong man with a full beard but little hair on his head, pounded his chest with his right hand, lowered his head and spoke to the figure in the chariot:

"King, 'Batu Bayin' has scheduled a battle at noon. This is a bit strange. Should we send someone to investigate?"

"... Yes, 'Azaba', have someone observe and explore from a distance. If you find anything, report it immediately... In this battle, we must win the title!"

The figure in the carriage thought for a moment, then nodded and signaled the mighty man 'Azaba' below to send someone to investigate. At the end of his speech, he added emphatically that it was the self-proclaimed 'new' king of the grassland 'Temuchel'.

Speaking of "self-proclaimed", it is because the identity of Temuchelo, the "new" king of the grassland, is still not legitimate. Unless he wins this battle and is witnessed by the great wizard king who is closest to "Changshengtian" in the Qinghai grassland, he can become the real king of the grassland.

And this was the most important reason why Temuchel agreed to Batu Bayin's request to have a fight to the death at noon, because his goal was to defeat the "former" grassland king in a frontal assault!

He wanted to tell all the people of the Qinghai grassland that he, Temuchelo, would be the most powerful King of Qinghai in history and the undisputed King of the New Grassland...

Time passed by bit by bit, and soon it was almost noon. Almost all the soldiers of the army of Batu Bayin on the left had become "drenched soldiers", including but not limited to the horses, all of which were wet. Even the scimitars in their hands were wrapped in soaked leather cloth, and only part of the "curved blades" were exposed...

The spies of Temuchelo had already brought back the information they had discovered, but this was the first time this had happened in the Qinghai grassland! Take a shower before the decisive battle! What the hell was this?

As a result, Temuchel, Azaba and the spies who had come back to report the news were all petrified on the spot, thinking hard without moving, but no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't find a clue at all, and in the end, they seemed to have aged several years out of thin air!

At this moment, the new king of the Temuchel grassland huddled on the back of a chair on one side of the carriage, his expression extremely tangled, as if he was desperately pulling at his hair and refusing to let go, and he kept mumbling something in an increasingly mysterious tone:

"'Batu...Bayin'...what does that guy...want to do?"

"..."

His words were full of "doubt", "bewilderment", "perplexity", "loss", "confusion", "incomprehension" and "confusion". In short, in just over an hour, "Temuchel" looked as if he had been haggard for decades. His eyelids were sunken, and it seemed that even the dark circles under his eyes had become darker!

Seeing this scene, 'Azaba' who was sitting below the carriage was dumbfounded. He had never expected that things would develop into such a result!

Unfortunately, if Su Chen could see this scene, he would definitely scream:

"This look... this temperament... this hairstyle... this lost and confused look... this... could this be, the high-spirited and unruly... 'Duan Shuiliu'... Senior Brother Duan?"

"du~du~"

As two long horns sounded, Temuchel immediately cheered up. Although he still didn't know the other party's intentions, he adhered to the code of conduct: "Brother is so confident!" Temuchel was confident that no matter how many methods the other party had, he could crush them in one fell swoop, because he was invincible... the eldest brother himself... um... was the "new" king of the grassland!

"Sound the horn... to fight... "

Without any further hesitation, Temuchelo stepped out of the chariot, swung out his right hand, and made a diagonal chop, making a gesture to chop at the opponent. While his right hand froze in mid-air, the heavy, confident, and slightly excited voice also resounded throughout the surroundings.