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Chapter 687 I am a genius (2)

"So that's it, so that's it, hahaha, Shi Jiu, it's great. If it weren't for this rain, I'm afraid Longhu Mountain would have burned at this moment."

Seeing lightning bolts falling on Longhu Mountain in the sky, listening to the rumbling thunder, Feng Ziyue's face finally improved, and she showed an excitement.

It turned out that Mei Shijiu had predicted the celestial phenomena long ago, and used this sudden but not too serious flood to force the Polo army to Longhu Mountain, and then borrowed the heavenly time... "This thunder came well, is this what you said about God's will?

Shi Jiu, you got the idea! You really predict it like God.”

Mei Shijiu was not very happy when he looked at the lightning thunder in the direction of Longhu Mountain, "No, this is not what I meant by God."

Mei Shijiu said as he turned his head and looked behind him. Where was the will of heaven he was talking about? The rain has not become smaller and he feels more and more uneasy.

"Senior brother, things have come to this point, don't think too much, it depends on God's will. At this time, the Rakshasa King is afraid that he will scold you miserably." Chu Xue was moved to look at Longhu Mountain ahead.

"What kind of god's will is that?" Not this? Feng Ziyue pointed at Longhu Mountain and looked confused.

"There is a large lake in the southwest of the Cangchuan battlefield. It has a large water storage capacity and connects several large water areas. It is the flood season and the water level is already very high. I have observed the astronomical phenomena before and calculated this rain for three consecutive days.

, It can also be calculated that the flood discharge level near Longhu Mountain and this thunder will be like this, but it has not been calculated that the rain will be so heavy. If the rain is not so heavy, maybe my Panlong Bureau can be done, but now the rain will not be like this.

There is still no sign of stopping. Master, if an accident occurs over there, the lake embankment will turn from Cangchuan to this place into a vast ocean, and the water will recede for at least seven or eight days."

At this time, there is nothing to say, all the phenomena are here.

Feng Ziyue shook after hearing this, and almost failed to hold on and fell.

"Master!"

Feng Ziyue raised her hand and signaled that it was okay, and her nerves tensed again, "Is this the second will you say?"

That's really left to fate!

"yes!"

"If God's will is not in Dayuan, what should these soldiers do?"

Feng Ziyue looked at Mei Shijiu with a serious look on his face. The rain washed over the two of them, and his eyes were facing each other. Feng Ziyue actually had an answer in his heart.

"Attacking Longhu Mountain."

"drop?"

"Yes! Otherwise, they will die together, and then this place will be the Shura Field on Earth today."

Hundreds of thousands of lives were destroyed, and Dayuan was killed. Polo lost these 200,000 troops and a Rakshasa king, and could still unify the world, because Ruan Dong still had more than 100,000 Polo troops and Dayuan.

When he died, Ruan Dong was also severely injured, but the land of Poluo was intact and there were still troops who were defending. As long as the king of Poluo gave his order, the entire army advanced into Ruan Dong, and the world was within reach.

The only one who can break the situation of Polo's unification of the world is this war. After the Yuan Dynasty defeated Polo and joined forces with Ruan Dong, he could eliminate the troops left by Polo to Ruan Dong. Since then, all countries have recuperated and the situation of unification of the world has at least been pushed back.

Twenty years.

And all this is done, and it depends on the will of God.

"Shi Jiu, have you really thought about it?" Feng Ziyue asked Mei Shi Jiu for a moment of silence.

"If God does this, I... have no choice."

Feng Ziyue nodded slowly, closed her eyes and looked up and let the rain wash it. Then she forced her eyes to swing her sword at the sky, "What is God's will? If you give me another five years, no, three years, and three years,

Dayuan will never fall into the current situation, I am not convinced!"

If possible, he wants to fight with the sky!

Chuxue looked at Feng Ziyue, who was full of reluctance, and felt unspeakable sadness. She could understand his unwillingness. He grew up in adversity and struggled to survive within the palace wall. He wanted the throne and wanted to be a better one.

The emperor, in addition to his intrigue and deceitful business calculations, also had a beautiful heart! If God's will really face Polo today, it would be a bit unfair to him.

"Master, God's will has not yet been determined..." Before the numbers were released, a thunder broke out.

Mei Shijiu covered her ears in time, for fear of scaring her.

"When is it?"

Mei Shijiu asked Aqing in a deep voice, and Aqing replied in a low voice: "Zhongshi!"

"Son...time!"

Mei Shijiu slowly closed his eyes and sighed. Chuxue felt his body tremble slightly.

Turn over and dismount, hand the reins in his hand to Chuxue, "God is so will. After midnight, Mu Han has not come back to deliver the letter, but the lake embankment cannot hold on. The rain is too heavy, and at most it will be about an hour.

, the lake water will wash away the embankment and it will be too late to wait."

This is the number of days. The sky is facing Polo. He is powerless to turn the sky back. He will eventually lose in the number of days after all his mechanisms.

"You are going to Longhu Mountain to meet Jin Juetian?"

"Yeah!" Even if you surrender, there must be a surrender method.

"I'll accompany you!" Chuxue said as she was about to dismount, but Mei Shijiu held it down.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, you are waiting here to go up the mountain."

"Who said it has nothing to do with me? In terms of public affairs, I am a citizen of Dayuan, and in terms of private affairs... I can barely be considered a member of the Dayuan royal family, and I should be qualified to accompany you."

"You don't have to go. If you really want to surrender, I, the Great Yuan Master, should have come forward."

"Master, no!"

Luo Sang shook his head in a crying voice to dissuade him, "Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has been in charge of government affairs day and night, the harem has been in vain so far, and even the meals are almost always in the Qinzheng Hall. The emperor can be worthy of the Yuan Dynasty. If you surrender today, the historical books will be difficult to eliminate.

!”

Feng Ziyue did not return to Luosang, but looked straight at Mei Shijiu.

"Before your death, my father told me that Mei Shijiu, the Sanlang of the Mei family, knows astronomy and geography, and is a pillar of the world that is rare in a century. You enter the court and do whatever you do, regardless of fame and fortune, just for the country. If you are in the court today, you will be a dynasty.

Other ministers in the country told me that this surrender was probably already swinging my sword, but this word was said by Mei Shijiu. After this word comes from you, it means that Dayuan really has exhausted his energy and there is a glimmer of hope...

So! So! So! So, since I am destined to be a king who has lost his country, I have nothing to say. Since I have become this saint, I am not afraid of how to judge the historical books. Since it is the Great Yuan Dynasty, I naturally have to make my saint decide.

How can a minister represent the Yuan Dynasty to surrender!”

"Master!" Luo Sang's body was soaked in the water and grabbed the reins tightly.

Thunder rolled above his head, Feng Ziyue and Mei Shijiu stood in the water and looked at each other.

"Shi Jiu, although we are kings and ministers, we can also become confidants. You will surrender in advance without waiting for the flood to come. You have some intentions. I know you, and even if you surrender, you will also seek something as much as possible.

Tell me, what is your last chip? I'll talk about it."

He had already died for Dayuan once. The once elegant Ninth Young Master had become like this for Dayuan. His life was hanging by a thread. How could he make him sound so thoroughly? It shouldn't be

cannot!

Mei Shijiu is the hero of Dayuan, the ninth son of Dayuan, and her senior brother. How could he let him take this body and bear the infamy again?

"Senior brother, tell the emperor that he is the emperor of the Great Yuan. He is just a saying that the king of the country is destroyed, there is nothing he can't bear."

Chuxue suddenly spoke, they didn't say it, but she understood.

If the senior brother was asked to surrender on behalf of Dayuan today and bear the infamy of selling the country and seeking honor, the emperor would not be able to live with him in his life. In the eyes of others, they might be those with 800 scruples, but they actually all
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