"I'll take your cannon."
Old Master Han placed the chess piece beside him, looked at Lu Tianxing, and slowly said, "Sabre, you're going to lose. Your attack is too fierce, leaving yourself almost no way to retreat. If you encounter an enemy, you're doomed."
"Haha, old man, you're celebrating too early. Haven't you noticed I've already got two pawns across the river? Pawns crossing the river are unstoppable, you've got few pieces left, you're going to lose."
