Contending for the Realm 2.0-Chess Warriors!

"Hahahahaha! Those bastards finally stopped!"

Realizing that Jia Rong had finally come to a halt, Great Ding's generals rejoiced and spurred their horses into a mad gallop.

One after another, they rushed ahead, scrambling to reach Tang Luo first.

Then they abruptly stopped.

Wait, something seemed wrong!

Of course something was wrong. After chasing for so long, everyone had developed a conditioned reflex—if they went a day without chasing, they felt uncomfortable all over. They were clearly marching to war, yet somehow it had turned into a "race."

Jia Rong's cavalry had become both the target of their pursuit and the finish line.

Compared to before, when they could at most glimpse them in the distance and spent most of their time unable to even eat their dust, they were now right before their eyes.

They should have been happy.

But they had to remember, this was not actually a race. They were here to fight.

Jia Rong had led his men away so quickly that they had never caught up, creating this situation of "you flee, I chase."

Could Jia Rong truly not defeat them?

Without question, the answer was no.

Were Great Ding's three kings afraid of Tang Luo? They were certainly wary of him, but afraid...

A supreme grandmaster could indeed cause enormous, enormous trouble, but it was impossible for him to destroy Great Ding all by himself.

Great Ding had countless capable people, extraordinary individuals, fierce generals, and mighty warriors. They believed that if they joined forces and paid the price, they could definitely kill this supreme grandmaster.

But that was on the premise that they had made every possible preparation.

Not in the middle of this sort of "encounter battle," where they had been running and running, only to suddenly stop and immediately start fighting.