The way to win the game is also very simple, either by annihilating the opposing army or by decapitating the enemy king or queen. There are four hills on the board, two for Hermione and two for Tom. The plain in the center, of course, was where the two armies fought.
"Who goes first?" said Tom, putting his pieces together and looking at Hermione. Hermione pulled out a gold galleon.
"Heads, you go first; tails, I go first. "
The gold coin was tossed and came up heads, and Tom went first. But before he could start, Hermione stopped Tom.
"It's no fun just playing the game, do you want to add anything else?"
Tom coughed, "In this atmosphere, depending on the plot, it's usually pool and cards..."
Hermione: "???"
"If you lose, bring me some of those Hogsmeade chocolates" Hermione said.
"Oh... that's it" Tom nodded, "And if you lose?"
"I can't lose," Hermione puffed out her small chest proudly, "If I lose..."
A famous scene suddenly flashed through Tom's mind.
"Then I'll help you grade homework three times!"
"Is that right? great, it's a deal!" Tom agreed. Although he had created the teaching assistant position, he could not force the teaching assistant to grade the homework, but if the teaching assistant volunteered, Tom would have no objection.
Once the bet was made, the game began.
As the first attacker, Tom placed the normal pawns in the center of the line to protect the king, and then divided the knights into two groups on each flank, with the rooks in front. The rooks were also very well done, each with four knights and two pawns, and the horse's mane is fully visible.
Tom's idea was that the two armies would meet on the plain, he would hold Hermione's horses at bay with his own horses, and then the rooks would charge forward, and if they could break through Hermione's line of defense, then he would win the battle.
Now that he had a strategy, he had to implement it. Tom ordered the original chess pieces, he preferred to call them "pawn captains," "knight captains," and "rook captains," to line up their men. Naturally, there was a lot of fuss, and Tom hadn't expected it to be so much work. For a moment he felt bad: if Hermione had rushed in with her horses and towers while he was organizing the formation, his own line of defense might have collapsed immediately.
But strangely, Hermione didn't seem to be doing anything while he was organizing the formation.
"Hermione, what are you doing?" asked Tom curiously.
"I'm about to start," he reminded Hermione gently, "And you should get ready."
Hermione looked at Tom, her long eyebrows raised slightly, and she had a small smile on her face, she nodded, "I'm ready" At the same time, she changed her position on the seat, she no longer sat upright: her legs came together, her body shifted to a sideways position, her feet lifted, the toes of her shoes touched the floor, then she rested her arms on the table and rested her cheeks on one hand.
"Drop the attack, Professor Yodel."
Tom couldn't help but get a bad feeling when he saw that she was safe.
He ordered his army of chess pieces to move forward slowly, and every few tens of centimeters he had to stop and arrange the formation.
"Can't you move any faster?" she urged with a frown.
Tom stared into Hermione's large eyes, and in the brown eyes under the long lashes, he saw a hint of cunning, as if she were not a witch, but a little fox.
The most disturbing thing happened: her army advanced to the foot of the hill, but Hermione did not attack.
"Why don't you attack?"
"Because I'm on the defensive!"
Tom: "..."
"Come down here!"
"Come up here!"
Hermione smiled happily, she had no intention of confronting Tom from the start. She felt she was no match for Tom, the game designer, in terms of micromanagement, so she opted to take advantage of the terrain.
At this point, Hermione's army had retreated to the flat area at the top of the hill, or rather, they were already on the hill, and Hermione had placed her horses and her Towers on the outermost edge, with the obvious intention: wasn't Tom going to attack? Then she would put the horses at the top of the hill, effectively using them to accelerate down.
If Tom is going to attack, he has to attack from behind. A simple analysis of the forces led to the conclusion that Tom's towers and horses would not be able to use their speed to their advantage, and would probably be crushed by Hermione's pieces in a single blow.
Tom's face was grim: actually, if Hermione had dared to array her forces like that, Tom would have laughed, cut off the water supply to the hill, and Hermione's army would have collapsed without a fight. But this is magic chess, and Tom hadn't done anything like that yet, at least not for lack of water and loss of morale.
Tom was silent for a moment, feeling there was nothing he could do, after all he was no master tactician. All he could do was send the rooks back and let the regular pawns attack the hill. Of course, he wasn't going to send the foot soldiers to their deaths, instead he decided to send them up and dig a trench, which would effectively slow down Hermione's mobile troops.
But when the order was given, the captains shouted, "This is sending us to our deaths! "
"Let's send in the rooks, and let the rooks send the rebels to their doom!"
The Magic Chess pieces have a very interesting feature: if they judge that they are likely to be "captured" after their next move, they will protest loudly to the player, and then offer their own solution, sort of like "hints", which are often useful for beginning players, but better than nothing for advanced players. If you're not sure, you may even get confused by the pieces.
Tom felt a great headache and firmly ordered the chess pieces: "Form the whole army, and follow me to destroy the enemy! When the three armies advance, dig more trenches and use the trenches against the horses, the advantage is mine!"
One of the captains said in a despairing tone to his colleague, "What nonsense!"
Tom vaguely heard this sentence, and could not help but wonder: did this trigger some weird hidden voice?
"What did you say?" he asked the captain, a hidden voice that must be heard more than once.
"You're in command."
Hermione, who stood on the sidelines, was overjoyed.
Tom pulled out his wand, "Since you're huddled on the hill, can I dig a trench while I advance?"
"A very reasonable idea. " Hermione didn't make it difficult, but when Tom raised his wand to draw a trench on the hill, he signaled to his horses right away, "Horses, get going! Mr. Horse, let your troops take the initiative as well!"