Chapter 1508
The Final Battle, the Evolution of the Plague, and the Death of Xun Lao [1]
Chapter 1508 The Final Battle, the Evolution of the Plague, and the Death of Xun Lao [1]
The enemy's troop movement was so loud that the sentry tower soldiers in the capital city saw it and hurriedly reported it.
dong dong dong dong!
"Report! The enemy is splitting its forces in large numbers. Half of them are continuing to retreat behind Dongfu Town, while the other half are rushing towards Dongfu Town!"
Military intelligence was transmitted by beating drums and shouting messages, which were repeated from the city walls to the various sentry posts inside the city.
After the outbreak area was cleared, the uninfected people in the infected city were recorded and the latest battle report was sent to the locations of General Chu, King Ye, Qi Angel, and Lord Yan.
"After poisoning the west of the city, didn't a large number of enemy soldiers become infected again? To prevent the plague, more than a dozen isolation camps were set up on the straight road to Dongfu Town. Logically speaking, the enemy should have been far away from Dongfu Town. Why would they mobilize so many troops and send a large number of enemy soldiers to Dongfu Town?"
"What exactly is the enemy doing?" General Chu couldn't understand.
At the intersection of Wuyuan Street, the Prince of Ye and his men were also puzzled about the purpose of the enemy's large-scale troop deployment.
The hall fell silent as everyone pondered the enemy's intentions in order to thwart their possible schemes.
Si Pei broke the silence: "Gentlemen, stop thinking about it. The enemy's minds are not normal. How can we normal people understand what the enemy is thinking?"
Qi Tianshi nodded in agreement: "Si Pei is right... Everyone, stop thinking about the enemy and speed up preparations for the decisive battle."
The enemy has already started poisoning the western part of the city, and there may soon be patients in the western district.
If all districts within the city are contaminated by the plague, leaving nowhere to hide, then they will have no choice but to fight their way out...
"Angel Qi is right." That was the only thing everyone could agree with.
Everyone busied themselves with their own tasks, doing the same things they had been doing for the past month or so, until they were all somewhat numb... It seemed that no matter what they did, they couldn't get rid of the plague and the enemy.
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
A cold wind howled, blowing down some white, salty frost-like substance. Si Pei exclaimed, "It's snowing! It's snowing... Master Qin told our master that after the snow, the plague insects will no longer be able to spread the disease. Heaven is helping Great Wei! We've finally made it to a good time!"
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As dusk fell, Qin Xiaomi looked at the fine snow without a trace of joy... The Black Death had broken out in the dead of winter.
"Is anyone coughing inside Mushan?" Qin Xiaomi asked.
Aunt Qin replied, "There are thirteen people with coughs. They have been sent to the old cemetery for plague isolation, but they did not develop lumps or high fevers. It was just a cough caused by catching a cold after the temperature dropped."
After a cold wind swept through, many people on both sides, both inside and outside the city, fell ill.
Some cases are due to normal exposure to cold, while others are caused by a worsening of rat plague, which develops into a terrible pneumonic plague that can be transmitted through respiration alone, without the need for flea bites.
"Are any of the infected people in the ward coughing?" Qin Xiaomi asked again.
Aunt Qin said, "Not yet."
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Qin Xiaomi felt less cold and stopped asking about these things that were bothering her. She focused on cultivating bacteria and extracting the active ingredient to make plague medicine.
However, the ancestral dry fungi are very difficult to cultivate. Even though she recognized and obtained the gray streptomycin, she has not yet obtained any useful gray streptomycin due to the influence of temperature, humidity, and time.
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Outside the city, the enemy soldiers braved the cold wind and sleet, rushing towards the fifteen-mile camp, cursing the officers who had issued the orders in their hearts.
Some astute enemy soldiers even guessed what was going on and disobeyed orders to stay or delayed their departure.
Click, click, click!
Along the way, the sounds of beheadings were incessant. The enemy commander, Rong, personally led the divine messengers to supervise the battle. Upon seeing anyone delaying or refusing to move, he immediately ordered: "Delaying military operations, disobeying orders in battle—capture them and execute them!"
Along the way, there was a group of enemy corpses every kilometer.
Seeing this, the enemy troops at the rear dared not deliberately delay their march any longer, and, filled with doubt, rushed toward the camp fifteen miles away.
What made the enemy troops who were being transferred even more uneasy was that the Eastern Desert soldiers of the fifteen-mile camp were retreating... Those Eastern Desert soldiers who were able to retreat were all wearing full armor, and some even wore royal red and gold armor plates.
They were soldiers of noble royal lineage, or the princes' trusted elite troops.
Despite the great risks, the enemy troops followed the "reassigned troops" all the way to the Fifteen Mile Camp, and even personally entered the camp to help the enemy troops settle in.
He was relieved only after the 200,000 enemy troops who had been transferred there did not cause any trouble late at night.
In the latter half of the night, the enemy commander Rong Cai, along with some of his trusted and supervising soldiers, left the camp fifteen miles away.
An hour after he left, and after he had run far enough, the command arrow was released. With a whoosh, the command arrow notified the death squad supervisors and the great physician disguised as a death squad supervisor, to begin spreading the plague.
Without even needing to spread, the plague declares: I have evolved, I am now the pneumonic plague, and you will be infected just by breathing me.
As a result, the number of infected enemy soldiers increased significantly the following day, and 80% of them experienced coughing, or even coughing up blood-tinged phlegm.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
"Cough cough cough cough!"
From the outskirts of Xicheng, to the Sanli Camp in Dongfu Town, and to the Shiwuli Camp behind Dongfu Town, all could be heard coughing.
The enemy troops who were just transferred yesterday have gone mad. Realizing they've been tricked, they've drawn their swords and are trying to break through the camp's checkpoints to settle scores with the princes, tribal kings, and generals who issued the transfer orders!
"You beasts who are not human! Knowing that the heroes who poisoned Liangwei West City were already infected, they still moved us forward. This is deliberately trying to infect us! This is deliberately harming the heroes of the Eastern Desert who are protected by the gods. The gods will not allow the heroes to be harmed, so we can fight our way out and avenge ourselves!"
Help! The enemy soldiers really all know how to use the name of the "Air God" to get things done.
"Gather, gather! Break out of the camp and avenge the murderers who harmed our heroes!"
Thump thump thump thump!
The enemy's drums sounded loudly, and the supervising soldiers, the death squad, the divine disciples, and the great physician hurriedly released a command arrow to inform the enemy commanders, including Rong and the Second Prince, that "a mutiny has occurred in the Fifteen Mile Camp!"
Ten miles behind the fifteen-mile camp was the former site of the Red Feather Royal Court's camp, formerly occupied by the charlatan prince. Upon seeing the color of the command arrow, the enemy's sentry tower soldiers hurriedly reported the situation to the enemy.
Impulsive as the Second Prince and arrogant as the Sixth Prince, who relied on his favor, both fell silent and looked at the enemy forces, Rong and the Southern King.
The Sixth Prince added, “Envoy Rong, you came up with the plan. Now the heroes are not convinced. You have to persuade them. Otherwise, not only will your plan fail, but the remaining heroes who are not yet infected will also become infected because of their dissatisfaction with the heroes. In that case, the million-strong army that destroyed Wei will be completely wiped out!”
"Di Junrong, how dare you devise such a vicious scheme! I, the prince, will kill you!" After hearing the sixth prince's words, the second prince understood the danger of this vicious scheme and drew his sword to kill Di Junrong.
With a clang, the Southern King swung his long spear at the Second Prince's broadsword, shouting, "Second Prince, stop! Don't cause any more trouble!"
He then looked at the enemy commander Rong and said, "Envoy Rong, you should indeed go and quell this chaos."
The sound was not loud, but extremely cold, like the cold wind today.
The second prince, who was initially furious that the Southern King had attacked him, calmed down upon hearing this and chimed in, "That's right, you must quell this mess, or we'll have no choice but to send your head to appease the heroes' anger!"
Upon hearing this, the enemy commander showed no panic or fear, but instead let out a mocking sneer: "Heh, even without the Second Prince's reminder, this War God Envoy will go and quell this chaos."
"It's certain that the heroes harbor resentment, but as long as they channel that resentment into their killing intent towards Liang Wei, they will be able to breach the capital city in no time!"
The enemy's Rong was truly the ancestor of wolves. After saying this, he didn't waste any more words and spurred his horse to gallop towards the camp fifteen miles away.
Their decisive, courageous, fearless, and undeterred actions, even in the face of the plague, stunned the southern capital.