Fu Canglu

Chapter 510
The Zhaoyeyu lion was uncontrollable. After rushing out of the beast tide, it smashed hard on the Great Wall. Fortunately, it twisted its waist and hips in mid-air, withdrew its strength, and just fell on the city wall with its back, smashing out cracked spider webs .

The people in the carriage were not affected too much, but they were greeted with a shock that was more violent than any other time.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Xiao Buyi turned around, his face was pale.

Along the way, the three of them cleared the way for the Zhaoye Jade Lion, and fought a bloody path until the middle end, without seeing a few living people.

Remnant knights with cracked armor all over the ground.

Against the beast horde, only the thinnest layer was left behind.

It's just that the [-] beast hordes that were used to clear the way are now almost dead, and only a fraction is left, so it's not too difficult for the three of them to rush to kill.

His Majesty's ability to ride a thousand horses and kill the beast tide alone is inseparable from his own Bodhisattva life-saving amulet.

And the most important point is that the beast tide seems to be afraid of this man.

Perhaps the "that person" who manipulated the beast tide from afar on the top floor of the chess palace originally had the idea of ​​meeting him in person to kick off the Chitu War.

Breaking out of the beast horde took a lot of effort.

The finger His Highness Second Highness used to smear the talisman could no longer squeeze out any more blood.

The green leaf potted plant in the carriage had already been picked off all the long leaves by Miss Tang.

The incomplete talisman was covered with halberds. The halberd pierced through the tide of beasts and was nailed to the Great Wall of Fengsui. Around the barrel of the gun, paper talismans fluttered like snow.

The barrel of the gun was covered white by heavy snow before, but now it is soaked red by blood.

There was heavy snow on the terracotta.

It was a miserable scene.

The princess plunged into the snow with a knife and a sword, put his hands on the hilt of the sword, clamped his body, took a deep breath, and looked back at the top of the Fengsui Great Wall above his head.

On the beacon tower, stood a thin young scholar. He had finished making all the decisions, and now he climbed up personally, looking at the heavy snow on the terracotta soil with a sleepy expression.

It's just that his gaze didn't stop at the [-] beast hordes that had been slaughtered under Fengsui City now, with only a few fragments left.

That wave of beasts was disorganized and did not give full play to the advantages that the monster race should have shown in the charge. It just moved forward blindly, relying on its physical body to procrastinate to create trouble for Fengsui.

Even so, swallow the meat.

He also paid a price of [-] A!
Qi Shu could have paid less, mediating, attacking, blocking the middle, and ambush, so that the loss of Fengsui's power could be minimized.

But now, there is no room for him to choose.

Qi Shu stood on the Great Wall of Fengsui, dazed.

It will take at least half a month to be dragged to the iron cavalry support on Xining Road.

Can he delay it for half a month?
After half a month, will it be possible to fight the monster beast tide outside the beacon?
There are many thoughts in my mind, and sparks pass by.

The young Mr. Wolong lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly.

"Help me call the Lord Pingyaosi."

In just a few dozen breaths, the head of Ping Yaosi reached the front of the beacon tower.

He heard Qi Shu ask him a very strange question.

"Western Region. How many demons are there?"

This is an unanswerable question.

The head of the Pingyao Division looked at the young Fengsui commander, stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"Is there 20 million?"

This Lord Ping Yaosi, who has dealt with the monsters in the Western Regions all the year round, thought about the case files he had handled. Every year, the monsters in the thirteenth district of Chitu attacked humans, and roughly calculated the number of monsters based on this.

Then he said uncertainly: "Maybe. Yes?"

Qi Shu nodded with a smile, and then patted him on the shoulder.

Qi Shu seemed to have figured out something.

He wanted to understand this misunderstanding that everyone would have.

At this moment, he was in a good mood, and patted the shoulder of the head of Pingyao Division beside him.

"Look."

The head of Pingyao Division looked at Qi Shu's fingers.

Suddenly his complexion turned pale.

Beyond the terracotta, the part of the animal horde that was used to clear the way in the Western Regions was almost extinct. After the entire distance of the terracotta, there was a vast army advancing like a black cloud.

It is several times more than the number of [-].

The battle line is enough to stretch to the entire beacon.

Qi Shu just said three words lightly.

It is the number of monsters that the monster clan went south this time.

"20."

"Believe me, the main beast horde will not attack the city today."

After saying this, Qi Shu left the stands of the Fengsui Great Wall.

"Pass me the order"

"The beacon towers corresponding to the thirteenth district, each send a small force to fight!"

He shouted loudly, looked around, and confirmed that the order had been sent out. The war drums of the distant beacon sounded one after another, and he walked down the beacon tower, walking hurriedly all the way, with disheveled hair and frowning. The two deputy directors followed behind, not daring to speak.

Qi Shu spoke while thinking.

"The City Lord's Mansion moved out all the files of Fengsui. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, how many files have been involved in disputes with the monster clan in this terracotta land."

"Ping Yaosi mobilized the files, corresponding to the monster files of the fifth rank and above, and the records of the ninth rank big monsters, all sent to my room."

The two adults from the City Lord's Mansion and the Peace Demon Division looked at each other and were about to leave.

"and many more!"

Qi Shu glanced at the two of them, at this moment he had walked to the door of his room, his finger was hovering on the doorknob.

He frowned and said, "Second Highness, please come down."

Just one night.

All the case files of the City Lord's Mansion and the Peace Demon Division were brought in.

The number of files in this file is outrageous, and they are placed in Qi Shu's temporary city lord's mansion, and they almost fill up the entire room.

When Xiao Buyi pushed open the door, he saw a moving scene.

After the announcement of Lanling City, Qi Shu, a scholar who was appreciated by His Majesty, was supposed to be a rich and powerful young dignitary, who could sit in a temple and enjoy the glory. At this moment, he was wrapped in a coat, his fingers were bruised, and he was holding two pens. A pen, on the only table that is still considered free, there are two large sheets of paper on the left and right, connected without gaps, filling the entire table.

Two large brushes dance like dragons and snakes.

Qi Shu was so focused on two things that he didn't even notice someone pushing the door.

This is like a mysterious deduction technique.

It's more like a strange and partial way of calculation.

Behind Qi Shu, there was a stack of useless case files.

The reason why it is said that the case file that ordinary people may need dozens of days to read is "useless" is because during the time when Xiao Buyi arrived, Qi Shu had already read this huge case file once.

For him, reading it once is tantamount to useless.

Qi Shu's memory is astonishingly good, not much better than that of the little highness, as if he was born with the appearance of a lotus.

When Lanling City was hidden in the snow, he nestled in Lao She Teahouse every day, hand-painted maps, marking rivers and oceans, small lakes and moors, and cities large and small in Qiliang in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There are dozens of hand-painted maps, stacked in the bookcase.

After being appreciated by His Majesty, the Qiliang library let him browse. During the time when Lanling City was hidden in the snow, Qi Shu recited from the beginning of the Talisman, to the eight powers fighting for hegemony, and finally to the spring and autumn confrontation between the North and the South. terrain changes.

He has always carried that bookcase with him, and inside the bookcase are not only hand-drawn maps, but also many thoughts.These thoughts originated from an idea at an unknown time, and they are extremely heterogeneous. If they are not captured in time, they will be fleeting. Qi Shu is an extremely diligent person. Whenever an inspiration flashes by, he will write it down in detail on paper. If he dared to omit it, the accumulation would add up, and the bookcase would become heavier and heavier. It was inconvenient for him to carry it, so he could only hand it over to a reliable person for safekeeping.

That reliable person is the Tsing Yi general who is partnered with Qi Shu.

Yi Shaoran squeezed into the room with a huge bookcase in his arms, and took a look at the huge city lord's mansion. After being piled up with files, there was no place to stay, so he could only gently put the huge bookbox at the door.

The Great God in Tsing Yi made a silent gesture to Xiao Buyi.

His Royal Highness understood.

He tiptoed lightly, facing Qi Shu, quietly observing the two large pieces of paper.

The handwriting on the paper was somewhat scribbled, and the paper was turned upside down, but it didn't affect Xiao Buyi's viewing.

Xiao Buyi narrowed his eyes and didn't speak. After reading for a while, Qi Shu suddenly asked, "Does Your Highness understand these words?"

Xiao Buyi smiled softly.

His eyes still stayed on the paper, and his voice was clear: "I don't dare to say that I can understand all of them. It's just that I can read a little. These handwritings look a bit like 'miscellaneous'. I don't know if I guessed it right?"

Qi Shu's two large brushes dried up and ran out of ink.

He said solemnly: "Yes."

Qi Shu's tone was extremely serious: "The Second Highness is the number one descendant of the 'Confucian School' in the Xia Jiuliu. After the beginning of Fu Dashi, the Xia Jiuliu was almost killed and injured. Not many survived, and even fewer could inherit the mantle. "

Xiao Buyi shook his head, but did not answer.

He slowly approached the table, turned the two large pieces of paper around, scanned them carefully, and asked hesitantly, "Sir. What are you deducing?"

Qi Shu said quietly: "The case files of the City Lord's Mansion and the Peace Demon Division contain all the movements of the Western Regions in recent years. I want to use the 'miscellaneous family' technique to deduce a ray of mystery."

The Second Highness raised his head in astonishment.

Qi Shu's hair on the temples has turned gray and white overnight, as if he was exhausted physically and mentally.

With a hoarse voice, he leaned into Xiao Buyi's ear and said a word.

His Highness's pupils contracted.

The Great Master in Tsing Yi did not hear these words. He stood not far away and saw His Highness subconsciously exerting force, and a spider web burst out from the entire table.

Qi Shu put a light finger on Xiao Buyi's shoulder, signaling him to calm down and not to be overly aggressive.

His Highness's heart trembled, and after a long pause, his voice was extremely bitter: "Sir, are you serious?"

Qi Shu calculated all night and never closed his eyes. Now he closed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Not words.

After a long delay, Qi Shu's voice became hoarse.

"Miscellaneous deduction techniques are complicated and obscure, and can only be deduced roughly."

"It's just that this is probably terrifying."

He paused.

"There is something that Qi Shu can't figure out, and I want to ask His Highness the Second Highness."

Qi Shu rested one finger on Xiao Buyi's shoulder, and slowly picked up a large piece of paper with two fingers of the other hand.

In Qi Shu's eyes, there was a dull look, full of doubts and puzzles.

He asked earnestly, "Why is the luck of the Western Regions linked to His Royal Highness?"

The paper hangs down, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish the large paper after all kinds of handwriting are mixed together. There is a person's name hanging in the middle of the paper.

The paper is full of absurd words, but the name of that person is hard to get rid of.

Yi Xiao.

(End of this chapter)