The chessboard was set, and Wang Hao sat opposite Grandfather Zhao.
Wang Hao took the red pieces and made the first move, launching the cannon in the central palace, directly threatening the black central pawn—vigorous and straightforward.
Grandfather Zhao remained expressionless, moving his elephant from three to five—a standard solid opening, strengthening his position, waiting for the chance to counterattack.
Wang Hao moved his horse from two to three, brimming with aggression!
Grandfather Zhao smiled without saying a word, advancing the pawn from seven to one—Immortal guiding the way. A combination of hardness and softness, his intentions unpredictable.
During the game, Wang Hao played sharply, deploying all his chariots, horses, and cannons in a full-scale attack on Grandfather Zhao's position.
Grandfather Zhao was on the defensive, yet with each move, he managed to dodge Wang Hao's sharp attacks and turn danger into safety.
