Chapter 70 Panic
Question: When two armies are facing each other, why does the enemy suddenly show weakness?
Answer: Show weakness to the enemy, lure them into deep territory, and then take advantage of the opportunity to strike.
Fusu instantly recalled the military knowledge he had learned, and his vigilance immediately reached its highest level.
He signaled the others to prepare for the attack, but with a perfunctory smile on his face, he said, "The boss is a hero. A man's knees are made of gold. How can he kneel before anyone casually? Please stand up quickly."
Having said that, he stood behind the crowd and had no intention of moving forward, nor did he even ask anyone to help him.
The boss knew that what these nobles said could not be trusted, and that one had to look at their actions. From Fusu's behavior, he knew that he did not believe in his friendship at all.
He was shouting for war and killing last night, but now he's groveling like a thief. He wouldn't believe it if it were him. But there's nothing we can do now. This is a plague! No one can solve this plague.
All existing methods of eliminating the plague are to cordon off an area, prohibiting people from leaving, and then wait until all the people inside die. Then, set fire to it, turning everything into ashes, and the terrible plague will naturally be eliminated.
If it were in the past, the boss would have strongly supported this approach, but now the people who are suffering from the plague are him, his brothers, and the relatives and friends who have taken care of him since he was a child. He cannot let this misfortune befall them.
So he came, he brought his brothers here, and made them kneel here, praying for a glimmer of hope.
As long as he can save the people in this mountain stronghold, he will work like a slave and follow them until death!
The eldest leader pulled out a dagger from his pocket and slashed it across his palm. Scarlet blood flowed from his palm, like the eternal glow of the sky. "I swear in the name of Peng Yue that I will never take the initiative to attack you again."
Fusu and others gasped in shock at his behavior.
This is a ritual that has been passed down for hundreds of years among the knights of the Wei State. It is a blood oath. If it is violated, the body will be destroyed and there will be no reincarnation after death.
It is the most solemn and trustworthy oath of a ranger.
Fusu didn't expect that he would actually make such an oath. He tried hard to control his vision and prevent it from drifting behind him, but he guessed that they must have guessed the identity of the immortal and that was why they surrendered.
Oh, what a boss who can judge the situation!
Feeling that he had figured it all out, Fusu's expression turned cold. "Why is the boss pretending to be so arrogant? Do you think you can get away with such a serious crime by confessing it? Unfortunately, the Qin law is so clear that there will be no leniency!"
Boss:? ? ?
Doctor: ???
Everyone in the Shanzhai: ???
What is he talking about? What Qin Law? They are from Wei, why are they looking at Qin Law?
And their crimes are serious... They rob people and kill people for their property. They are indeed guilty of many crimes, but why do they seem to be different from what they sound like?
Seeing their hesitation, Fusu became more certain of his thoughts.
Humph, they are just a bunch of villains who dare to do things but not to take responsibility.
The two sides were arguing back and forth, talking at cross purposes, and finally, coughing sounded again in the team, interrupting this meaningless communication.
The first cough was heard among the young men in the village.
But coughing is like yawning. As soon as you see others yawning, you will open your mouth involuntarily. The same is true for coughing. You can hold back from coughing, but when you hear others coughing, you will immediately feel itchy and start coughing.
Wang Li listened to the coughing sound, raised his hand and rubbed his throat uncomfortably. He also felt a little uncomfortable.
He shook his head, but his blurred vision did not become clearer, instead it made him even more dizzy.
While everyone's attention was not here, he retreated to the back of the crowd, walked around to Meng Nan from behind, patted him, and used the nobles' method of being as soft as a mosquito, "Are you dizzy?"
Meng Nan, who was originally on high alert, almost hit him reflexively, but fortunately his brain recognized the familiar voice and prevented Wang Li from being beaten by his teammates.
Then I started paying attention to what he said.
Dizziness?
Meng Nan raised his head and rubbed his temples, which were throbbing with pain. All the discomfort that he had ignored when he was on alert just now surged up at once, making him even shake.
He didn't say anything, but leaned against the cliff face inconspicuously for leverage and made gestures with his fingers, a skill they must have as children from a family of military commanders.
[Something is wrong, get some information]
But before they could find a way to ask, a low coughing sound began to be heard from within their own team.
Meng Nan was attracted by the voice and coughed lightly twice.
But then he suddenly shut his mouth.
He didn't care if the other party would notice, and asked in a low voice, "Will we all get sick just from being cold for one night?"
They are the future Qin generals carefully trained by their families. Their physical condition is among the best among their peers. Not to mention being blown by the cold wind in spring, even being drenched in snow all night in winter will not make them so obviously sick.
The two looked at each other, and both of them saw a solemn look in their eyes.
After exchanging glances, they retreated to the team doctor's side under the cover of the strong men in the caravan.
Thanks to the bandits for not killing indiscriminately, their team doctor was injured but still alive.
Their team doctor's surname is Yao, and they all call him Doctor Yao.
"Doctor Yao, are there too many sick people in our team?"
If they can see it, how can Dr. Yao, as a professional, not see it? It's just that I am the fish on the chopping board and I don't even have the chance to find the medicinal materials. Even if I can see it, what can I do?
However, he did not expect to get too excited about the plague. After all, this team included some of the most distinguished people in the Qin Dynasty. He was looking for trouble and thought the worst of the situation.
"Similar symptoms will occur when the seasons change, and if you catch a cold from the wind, just drinking a few bowls of ginger soup will cure it all."
Wang Li refused to accept this explanation. "How come we were all fine before, but now we're in this state after arriving at the village? And there are so many people coughing, it's like it's contagious."
infect?
infect!
Doctor Yao grasped this key point almost with horror.
He didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Li and the others, and directly pushed through the layers of people and rushed forward. He rushed to the front, rushed to the outer circle of the protective layer, and looked at his silent and anxious colleagues opposite him in a grotesque manner. His uneasy panic could be seen under his heavily concealed appearance.
"You know!" He screamed, his intense emotions attracting everyone's attention. However, he had no time to care. He just stared at the person opposite him, his eyes bloodshot. "I know you know! Why don't you say it! Do you know what this means?!"
After yelling this, he staggered back with a wry smile, "You knew it, but you didn't say a word. You did it on purpose, deliberately letting them not kill us but instead tied us up and brought us up the mountain! You, you... you are so vicious! You're unworthy of being a doctor!"
The fake doctor remained silent amidst the accusations, but the boss was unwilling to sit by and watch him being insulted. He stood up and made a big move, interrupting Doctor Yao's passionate outburst:
"He just confirmed it this morning and reported it immediately. We are here to find a way to rescue him. Please don't judge others by your own standards!"
Fusu and the others saw that the usually mild-mannered Doctor Yao had become a completely different person today, taunting them aggressively: "Your gentlemanly intention is to deliberately make us sick so that you can tie us to the same boat!"
The boss was speechless. He had some thoughts like this in his mind, but it was difficult to say it out loud at this time.
He didn't respond, but turned to look at Fusu. He saw that his face was rosy and he was not affected at all, but several people around him had coughed or shook their heads secretly several times.
They watched the two of them arguing in confusion. He turned back to look at his brothers in the village. They didn't know what was going on either, and just looked at him with trust.
A strong sense of self-blame and regret suddenly surged in the headmaster's heart. The heavy emotion bent his waist several degrees. He spoke in a gentle tone as if he was afraid of tearing the egg membrane.
"Do you know what this cough is?"
"Do you know why I started coughing after only one day and one night in the village?"
"Do you feel dizzy, your vision is blurry, and your throat is uncomfortable?"
The caravan was already feeling a little restless. They all had these symptoms. Some perceptive people had already sensed something from his description.
Shut up! Don't say anything!
They shouted in their hearts, but in fact they stared at him intently, not daring to move an inch, as if they were standing in the snow for a moment.
The ice under their feet has already cracked. Just a slight tap will cause everyone to drown in the icy lake.
"Because, this is a plague!"
Crash——
The ice broke.
What is he talking about?
The two sides looked at each other across a narrow open space, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
What plague?
Aren't they just catching a cold? Just drink some hot water and a few bowls of ginger soup and they'll be fine.
I had coughs in previous years, so how could it be a plague?
You must be kidding.
"Boss! What are you talking about? What plague? Please don't just learn a word and use it carelessly." One of the bandits shouted, half complaining and half begging, "Divine Doctor, please take care of the boss. You can't use words like that casually. It will cause trouble."
After the words fell, no one skillfully took up the conversation. The bandits turned their necks, with panic on their faces. They couldn't wait to stand up, so they crawled on their knees, got as close to the doctor as possible, and reached out to carefully tug at his sleeve.
"Divine Doctor, the boss is joking, right? He got drunk again last night, so he must have been confused and said something out of turn, right?"
The fake doctor raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty, trying to smile to comfort them, but the pulled muscles made him look uglier than crying.
"What the boss said was all true. I was too slow to react. I only realized today that this is a plague."
He looked across and said, "This is a plague! We are all plagued."
Caravan Manager:? ? ! ! !
Everyone in the caravan:? ? ! ! !
They all looked at Fusu, and their extreme panic even made them temporarily forget the threat of the plague to themselves.
Ahhhh, the eldest son is here! He contracted the plague while he was with them! I'm dying, dying, dying...!!
My nine clans!!
Save me, save me, save me...
Wang Li and Meng Nan were also shocked.
They were petrified, and when they turned their necks stiffly they seemed to see the rubble falling.
The focus of attention was still on the eldest prince Fusu, who was blocked in the middle of the crowd.
Wang Li's expression was blank: He came out for a while and got rid of the eldest son. The ant nests in the Wang family's yard were about to be filled with hot water.
Meng Nan's soul left his body: The eldest son died in front of me. When the house was searched, all the earthworms in the soil of the Meng family had to be split in half vertically.
Wei Shengxue watched the whole thing, but she still couldn't figure out what these people were panicking about.
Isn't this just a simple cold?
The system nodded repeatedly, yes, yes, isn’t this a common cold in the mortal world?
"Nine out of ten houses are empty, the whole family is killed, the entire clan is in mourning, every household is wailing, every family is in mourning. This is a major epidemic." Fusu, who was standing not far away, whispered the news about the epidemic he had seen before.
Wei Shengxue's ears pricked up: What the hell, it's going to kill people?!
The system froze: What the hell, so many people are going to die?!
Wei Shengxue covered her pounding heart.
The system turns itself into a spinning top in the sea of consciousness.
Everyone shouted in unison: We will save these people!
…
The feeling of despair grew and spread wildly until it turned into a rolling flood, drowning everyone.
"Ah! I don't want to die! I don't want to..."
"I have a solution!"
As soon as the crying sound started, it was interrupted by the girl who suddenly inserted herself.
They looked in the direction of the voice and saw the extremely beautiful young girl with a mysterious aura.
Immortal Master...
Someone in the caravan murmured silently.
Wei Shengxue said calmly: "I can save you, I will definitely save you."
There was no firm guarantee, no decisive military order, just a plain question like "Have you had lunch?", but it gave them infinite hope.
Immortal!
The God of Plague is an evil god, and he will definitely not be able to defeat the good god who is personally welcomed by Mount Tai!
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