The black horse had been killed. There were still two black pawns on the remaining chessboard of the Heavenly River. One of them was the black minister from the Muyas. The other should be Qiao An. The cannon should be Xu Zhijia. There was also the black general, Lucci, and the two advisors.
There were not many chess pieces left. Especially after the black horse was killed, Xu Zhijia immediately dodged far away.
The strategy was simple. He did not want to be cannon fodder for the Great Xi Clan, but he could not let the ferocious red soldiers kill him easily. Otherwise, he would lose the most precious thing.
Moreover, Xu Zhijia's retreat was not purely a retreat. It vaguely resonated with the black general. If he had the chance, he should still attack.
In the ninth round, Lu Qi did not stand on ceremony and forcefully commanded Qiao An to approach the side.
Qiao An could not refuse the forceful command.
