"Mr. Wang, this is the current situation. We don't have support from the court.
Most of the doctors in the city went to treat the injured soldiers defending the city, and they really couldn't spare any manpower to take care of these civilians.
We can only provide some material support." The county governor was silent for a moment, then continued:
Mr. Wang, you are very understanding and I am sure you will understand me.
All of this is a conspiracy by the rebels, and their purpose is to use this vicious plan to drag us down.
If we release these people, who among these 20,000 people is infected with the virus and who is not? Who can know?
If these poisons spread to ordinary people and soldiers, the war would be lost.
Dagan has almost no city to defend in Nanling, and these rebels will march straight to the south of the Yangtze River.
I know that Mr. Wang is a highly respected person and his reputation is enough to reassure the people.
I also ask you, sir, to consider the lives of tens of millions of people in Nanling and put the country first, and save Jiaozhi."
The county magistrate seemed to be expressing his true feelings at this moment, and his words showed that if Jiaozhi was broken.
Apart from surrendering, he would have only one outcome: death.
So he had to do this. If these people wanted to force their way out, he would have no choice but to let the soldiers point their weapons at them.
Although this method is cruel, kindness is not suitable for commanding troops.
At this point, you must be mentally prepared to lose everything.
Therefore, the best way is to discuss it with Wang Yangming.
Only by relying on Wang Yangming's reputation can it be possible to persuade the people not to cause trouble, so as to avoid causing truly irreversible consequences.
Wang Yangming sighed, knowing that this was all a vicious plot of the rebels, who treated these refugees as tools.
At this point, they had no choice but to agree and asked the county magistrate to prepare medical drugs and equipment.
In this way, they can help themselves.
Hua Tuo is still studying how to cure these diseases, even with the Qin King's bone mirror.
It is not easy to detoxify so many poisons.
He looked around from the window again. The people who had just entered the city looked pale and thin. Although they had food sent by the county governor, they did not look very happy.
Instead, there is widespread wailing and grief.
At the same time, there was a lot of noise. They wanted to rush out of the quarantine area to find a doctor instead of being trapped here and dying.
Because it is a chronic poison, the rebels' goal is not to kill them, but to use the patients to drain the energy and conscience of those Jiaozhi people.
Although people haven't started dying yet, the atmosphere of despair is undeniable.
There is no way to go, no way to escape, and the disease is still spreading.
Whether sick or not, it seems that everyone can only wait to be called by the King of Hell.
At this time, the quarantine area was like hell on earth, without a trace of life.
"Mr. Wang, are these people going to abandon us? They're locking us up here just to leave us to die.
We rushed out. Since they don't want us to live, then they don't want us to live well either."
At this moment, many people have gathered outside, holding weapons and trying to break out of the quarantine area.
As someone said, life will find its own way.
The sound was mixed with despair and unwillingness, and everyone was like a flame ignited by anger.
"Yes, those people didn't treat us as human beings at all. We finally got to the city after going through so much trouble. Do they want us to wait for death?
Mr. Wang, just give the order.
Even if it costs us blood, we will pave a way for everyone." Someone shouted.
Suddenly the crowd was excited, and the shouts of killing were deafening.
If this is true, there will be chaos in Jiaozhi City.
After hearing this, Wang Yangming slowly walked out of the wooden house. His face was pale.
Even though he has the righteous energy protecting his body, the amount of righteous energy is still far from that of the long-established supreme grandmaster like Gu Wang.
In this case, this righteous energy can only delay his death, and as the poison becomes more and more serious, it is almost impossible for anyone to cure it.
During this period, Wang Yangming led these refugees out of the dense forest surrounded by enemies and fled step by step to Jiaozhi, which was a sign of the people's support.
"My fellow villagers, I, Wang Yangming, am here!" His voice was not loud, but it seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts.
The originally noisy crowd quieted down instantly, and they believed that the person in front of them could help them survive.
Wang Yangming met the crowd and said again, "I believe most of you know me.
At this moment, your relatives and friends may be suffering from illness, but I am powerless and even advise you to stay in this quarantine area.
This is unjust on my part, and I apologize to you all."
After he finished speaking, he coughed violently and coughed up a mouthful of blood. This scene made everyone feel nervous, as if he was also infected with the disease.
The people around him quickly supported him and were about to speak, but were interrupted by Wang Yangming:
“But if we go out, we won’t get any help either. The chaos we cause may make it impossible for the defenders of Jiaozhi City to defend the city properly.
Let the ordinary people in Jiaozhi City also be infected with these diseases. If this happens, then when Jiaozhi City is broken, how many innocent people will be harmed.
No one else can survive except us. I have found a miracle doctor and am researching an antidote for these diseases.
I also want to live, but I can't give up my conscience.
Please believe me, I will rescue you all.
If not, then I will not leave, and will share life and death, and hardships with you all."
As he spoke, he suddenly lifted a piece of black cloth, revealing a pitch-black coffin. The coffin lay there quietly. This was what he had asked the county magistrate to prepare.
"From now on, as long as I am still alive, I will reside in this coffin, and you will all be able to see me.
If he unfortunately passes away, he will rest in this coffin. I also hope that everyone can work together and overcome the difficulties together."
After saying this, Wang Yangming spat out another mouthful of blood.
The red was shocking, dyeing the gray cloth and the black coffin red. Then Wang Yangming resolutely stepped into the coffin and stood inside looking at everyone.
When everyone saw this thing and Wang Yangming's determination, they were filled with shock, emotion and other mixed emotions, and they all burst into tears.
You have to know what kind of person Wang Yangming is in their eyes.
He was actually willing to be with them and even prepared a coffin.
I also got sick, but instead of going out, I chose to stay with them.
How could they not be moved by such an approach?
What Wang Yangming said was also reasonable. Even if they escaped, it would be of no use and no one would save them.
If the city is destroyed, their situation will be even more dangerous.
Seeing that no one objected, Wang Yangming relied on the structure that had already been organized among the refugees.
People who were not infected with the disease began to help take care of those who were sick, and all kinds of clothing were disinfected with hot water.
If this goes on, I hope I can delay until Hua Tuo develops an antidote. If so, I will not regret it even if I die nine times.
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